Taiyi continued, "Big Brother, I'm not joking. Sending these nephews of mine to the Interception Sect would actually protect them better.
"If you and Sister-in-law weren't unwilling, I'd say packing them all off to the Interception Sect would be the right move."
Dijun revealed a wry smile. He knew his younger brother would not speak carelessly. The more Taiyi interacted with the Interception Sect, the more he understood its strength and potential.
"This isn't something we can decide just by wanting it. Your sister-in-law and I aren't particularly reluctant either.
"Because your eldest sister-in-law gave birth again.
"This time, she carried sixteen more—added to the original ones, there are now thirty on the sun—"
Taiyi fell silent at those words.
No wonder his eldest brother had not gotten angry at all just now. The number of nephews had suddenly increased, aside from the sixth one who was absent.
"And your second sister-in-law is pregnant as well. Judging from her aura, there should be twelve girls—she's already preparing to give birth inside the Taiyin Star—"
Taiyi: ...
Dijun paid no attention to Taiyi's expression and continued his analysis of the trading market. "The potential of Yuanshi Tianzun's trading market isn't something only we can see. Other forces in the Primordial World can see it too.
"For example: the Chaos Demon God Forbidden Zone, the Witch Race, the Sea of Blood, Penglai Island, the Dragon Race's core forbidden zone, the Ferocious Beast Forbidden Zone. Some of them will certainly participate.
"Although our Demon Race nominally rules all races, those forces do not take us seriously at all.
"Now that the Primordial World has finally entered a rare era of peace, and a trading market has appeared—something that can drive large-scale development throughout the Primordial World—
"If we do not reform and strengthen the cohesion of our Demon Race, we may ultimately decline ahead of time.
"Moreover, the laws of the Heavenly Dao are constantly being perfected. One day, it will completely take control of the Primordial World. This period is precisely the best opportunity for our Demon Race to develop.
"The Chaos Demon God Forbidden Zone, the Dragon Race Forbidden Zone, and the Ferocious Beast Forbidden Zone understood beforehand what the Heavenly Dao intended to do. They directly carved out forbidden zones within the Primordial World, preventing the Heavenly Dao from invading where they resided.
"Our Demon Race must also prepare our own forbidden zone in advance."
Taiyi was silent for a moment before saying solemnly, "Big Brother, how many nephews do you plan to send—"
"Ten for now—"
Mount Buzhou Secret Realm, small world.
The Grand Pure Saint returned with Xuandu. Seeing his second brother drinking tea with Li Er, he casually tossed the unconscious Qingjiu aside.
He walked into the pavilion.
Xuandu followed his master inside and carefully studied Li Er. After all, the information his master had given him had already made things clear.
This man was the Little Master of their Daoist School.
He was also the Little Master of Daoism, the Daoist Sect, and the Daoist School.
And this place was the core territory of their three teachings.
Li Er also noticed Xuandu entering at that moment. His brows furrowed tightly. Xuandu was the only one who had entered without being knocked unconscious.
"First Brother Pan, this violates the rules." Li Er spoke blandly, his tone carrying a trace of displeasure.
The reason he had demanded that people be knocked out before being brought over was entirely because he feared they would be unable to endure the training and simply run away.
Besides, two people had been brought over: one unconscious, the other awake. Although the awake one looked reasonably strong, that was all.
"He is Human Race, an innate human. Little Xuan has been my disciple since my early years." The Grand Pure Saint spoke seriously.
In his view, Xuandu was his only disciple. He was somewhat reluctant to knock him unconscious, and he also wanted to demonstrate a tiny bit of his privilege as the eldest brother.
"Rules are rules." Li Er showed no mercy.
At that moment,
Xuandu was somewhat displeased.
Li Er actually dared to contradict his master, showing no regard for a Saint. He was simply disrespectful of his elders.
Though Xuandu could not see through Li Er's cultivation realm, that did not stop him from wanting to draw his sword. More than anything, Xuandu refused to accept this.
"Daoist friend, draw your sword! I—"
Before Xuandu could finish speaking, he dropped straight to the ground, sleeping with incomparable serenity.
Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned.
He was a dignified Saint, yet he had not even seen Li Er make a move. He had only watched Li Er lift his teacup and take a sip, and Xuandu had collapsed.
The Grand Pure Saint narrowed his eyes. He too had not seen how Li Er had acted. It was simply unbelievable.
"First Brother Pan, without rules, there can be no order.
"Although our introductory lessons taught us that we may use any means necessary to achieve any purpose, we have always followed rules.
"Especially the rules we set ourselves." Li Er placed down his teacup and spoke with utmost seriousness.
With a lift of his hand, he tossed Xuandu into a top-tier secret realm for tempering. Since that fellow had challenged him, he could first fight Li Er's avatar.
"Big Brother, these are rules we established. If you do not follow them, I estimate Third Brother will definitely want to move out once he emerges." Yuanshi Tianzun transmitted his voice from the side, his tone carrying a trace of persuasion.
"I have learned my lesson. Li Er, that fellow is another of my honorary disciples. I'll have to trouble you to teach him." The Grand Pure Saint spoke earnestly, a trace of acceptance flashing through his eyes.
He could not even understand the law Li Er had used just now. It seemed somewhat abnormal compared to the laws of the Primordial World.
It felt as though it were Dunyi, or that sliver of life.
Li Er smiled and did not pursue the matter further. With a wave of his hand, he woke Qingjiu, who was lying on the ground.
"Greetings, Master. Greetings, Second Martial Uncle. Greetings, Little Master." Qingjiu bowed properly.
He had completely digested the information the Grand Pure Saint had given him. He already possessed a basic understanding of this place, as well as the appearance and identities of its people.
"What is your name?"
"Qingjiu."
Hearing this, Li Er lightly tapped the table with his index finger and said blandly, "You need to use an alias here. I'll give you a surname.
"Drinking Qingjiu alone brings no joy; old affairs intoxicate like aged wine.
"The west wind knows not the hatred of those who part, yet it sends autumn sounds into a traveler's robe.
"From now on, you will be Chen Qingjiu.
"You like sabers?"
Li Er noticed the wooden saber hanging at Chen Qingjiu's waist and was somewhat surprised. There were relatively few people in the Primordial World who used sabers.
The most famous saber user was Lu Ya, with his flying saber.
Chen Qingjiu dropped to one knee and cupped his hands. "Thank you, Little Master, for bestowing this surname upon me.
"Yes, I like sabers."
"Sabers are domineering.
"You have delicate features. Your appearance is somewhat deceptive.
"Go. Pass the assessment first." With a wave of his hand, Li Er threw him into another space.
However, Chen Qingjiu's appearance made Li Er think of a cultivation system. In his previous life, when he had read minor fantasy novels, sword cultivators had liked to refine their Golden Cores within their dantians into swords.
And saber cultivators would refine theirs into sabers.
Such sword cultivators possessed incomparably sharp sword qi, while such saber cultivators possessed incomparably domineering saber qi.
That was because they did not cultivate Golden Cores—
Should I try it too? I was originally planning to turn my Golden Core into a small world. Why not give it a try and see whether I can refine it into a sword or a saber?
Seeing Li Er deep in thought, Yuanshi Tianzun asked curiously, "Li Er, what is it? Is there something wrong with that disciple?"
"Not exactly. I thought of a cultivation method—"
Li Er then voiced his conjecture, beginning to deduce it even as he spoke.
By the end, a brilliant light burst from his eyes. It seemed as though it could work.
It was simply rather demanding for the cultivator.
"Two big brothers, I won't keep you company. I'll try it first—"
Li Er rushed off in a flurry, heading directly to his cave abode to experiment.
Yuanshi Tianzun recovered from his shock and said helplessly, "Big Brother, if he cannot break through the Golden Core Stage, do you think he'll develop even more methods?"
He had asked Sect Master Tongtian about Li Er's circumstances and the reasons for his development. He understood that Li Er had truly exhausted himself for the sake of breaking through the Golden Core Stage.
When they had first met, they had exchanged cultivation methods that could make Li Er's Golden Core absorb more energy.
Later, when Li Er's Golden Core began absorbing energy more slowly, he became unwilling to exchange cultivation methods with them anymore.
At Yuanshi Tianzun's words, the two Taiji Diagrams in the Grand Pure Saint's eyes dissipated. He poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and calmed his emotions.
Li Er's idea just now had been too shocking. Could cultivation actually be done this way?
"I think we should still find a way to help him break through the Golden Core Stage. Otherwise, I think he'll go mad.
"My poor honorary disciple will probably become his test subject."
"Big Brother, what do you think would happen if we passed this cultivation method on to the Human Race?" Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly, a wild flame flickering in his eyes.
During the hundred years he had spent interacting with Li Er, he had understood that the path of becoming a Saint by severing the three corpses was fundamentally impassable.
But the key was that he had already severed one corpse, and the first one he had severed was his evil corpse, named Yuanshi Heavenly Demon.
"Hehe—once Chen Qingjiu succeeds, won't we know whether to try it?" The Grand Pure Saint said with a smile, his eyes narrowed, anticipation visible on his face.
"Mm. Big Brother, what about the Heavenly Dao—"
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"What does that have to do with me?!"
Beyond Chaos—Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun stared numbly as the Creation Jade Plate erupted with a dazzling radiance, illuminating his face.
He understood that the laws of the Primordial World had undergone earth-shaking changes again. All kinds of laws had become chaotic, and some had grown thicker and stronger.
For example, the Sword Dao and Saber Dao—
Most importantly, he could actually sense a trace of excitement from the Heavenly Dao.
Wasn't that complete nonsense?
The Heavenly Dao actually had a trace of excitement. Did the Heavenly Dao possess intelligence? Did the Heavenly Dao have emotions?
Had it gone mad?
Wasn't the Heavenly Dao supposed to be absolutely fair and selfless—
Hongjun nearly cried at that moment.
Originally, even if the law threads within the Creation Jade Plate were a little chaotic, he could slowly sort them out. At most, it would take more time.
But now—sort out my ass!
Clang—
Hongjun directly threw the Creation Jade Plate aside. He swore he would never pick up that damned thing again.
Back then, after Pangu had shattered it, he should never have put it back together.
"I quit—"
Hongjun got up and stretched his limbs. Then he found a spot and lay down to sleep.
Mount Buzhou—Witch God Hall.
Dijiang gathered his brothers. The twelve of them sat around a long table, discussing the trading market Yuanshi Tianzun had established.
As the leader of the Witch Race, he was exceptionally sensitive to such matters.
Now that the Primordial World had finally become peaceful, each race would next continuously develop its own strength.
When the next calamity arrived, they would determine the ruler of heaven and earth anew.
And a so-called calamity was when all sides had developed to their respective bottlenecks and had no choice but to fight a decisive battle. The victor would be king.
Thus, the period of peace in the Primordial World was critically important.
And the trading market Yuanshi Tianzun had created could promote the development of all races, since they could exchange for the items they needed there.
Moreover, it was a trading market backed by three Saints.
"What does everyone think of this trading market? Should we go?"
"Big Brother, why can't we set up a trading market within our own race?" Gonggong said seriously, his eyes full of wisdom.
In his view, it would be enough for the Witch Race to handle this themselves.
They were the favored children of the earth. Could they not obtain all kinds of resources whenever they wanted?
The twelve brothers each governed a massive tribe. If they established their own trading market, they would certainly be able to develop.
"Good idea. I think it's feasible. There is no need to participate in Yuanshi Tianzun's trading market." Zhurong said with feeling, admiration flashing through his eyes.
"We should establish an internal trading market, but we should also participate in Yuanshi Tianzun's trading market. Do not forget that he is facing the entire Primordial World.
"There will certainly be things there that we need.
"With the three Saints as his backing, he naturally holds the advantage." Houtu voiced her opinion. Recently, she had been researching the development of the Demon Race.
She knew the Demon Race would eventually fight them.
Because the Witch Race hunted the Demon Race on land for food, the roots of disaster had long been planted.
"Sister Houtu is absolutely right. When it opens, we will go." Dijiang spoke seriously, directly settling the matter.
"Then what should we bring?" Zhurong asked curiously. Since they intended to enter the trading market, they naturally had to provide Yuanshi Tianzun with something.
"A drop of Great Witch Blood Essence." Gonggong proposed.
"Too little. Three drops of Ancestral Witch Blood Essence." Jumang spoke blandly, raising his hand and sending a drop of his own blood essence into the void.
"Three drops? That could give us more than a dozen Great Witches." Xuanming found it hard to believe. Good heavens, were they treating this stuff like water?
"Not much. Each of us will give one drop of blood essence as a gift. The Three Pure Ones will owe us a favor." Dijiang said blandly, wisdom flashing through his eyes.
"Agreed." Houtu was the first to express her agreement, sending out a drop of blood essence.
If they gave their blood essence to the Three Pure Ones, it would allow them to research the secrets of Pangu's physical body. In that way, the Three Pure Ones would have to accept the Witch Race's favor.
Although their grand formation could summon Pangu's true body, they could not remain together at all times.
The Saints' power had forced them to recognize the truth of this world.
Before death, even proud heads would have a moment when they bowed.
Before the Witch Race had multiplied, they had not felt much about it. But as they watched their people grow one by one, these existences who were like their children, their thoughts changed.
They were fierce, barbaric, and unreasonable toward outsiders, but that was merely a means of protecting themselves.
It did not mean they had no brains.
"Agreed!"
"Agreed!"
Golden Turtle Island—Biyou Palace.
Taiyi once again arrived here with practiced ease. He habitually sat quietly at a nearby table, drinking tea as he waited for Lingbao Tianzun's divine sense to descend.
There was no helping it. The merit golden body sitting up there was just for show, enough to fool those Interception Sect disciples in ordinary times.
Taiyi did not know much about Lingbao Tianzun's methods, but he knew the Interception Sect had a great, great deal of merit—
After all, he had seen Lingbao Tianzun directly crush a merit body before, using it to summon Sect Master Tongtian back.
"Greetings, Lingbao Tianzun."
"Mm. Have you run out of pills again? Or used up all the array disks?" Lingbao Tianzun asked in some confusion. Had they not made a trade not long ago?
"Venerable One, this time I want to send my ten nephews to join the Interception Sect for cultivation. Also, I want to join Yuanshi Tianzun's trading market." Taiyi spoke earnestly, his eyes full of sincerity.
"Wait—ten Golden Crows joining the Interception Sect? Wasn't your sixth one taken in by Tongtian?
Where did ten Golden Crows come from?" Lingbao Tianzun asked in confusion.
Once these Golden Crows joined the Interception Sect, they would become members of his sect. If the Interception Sect clashed with the Demon Race in the future, they could only stand aside.
"My eldest brother and sister-in-law used the Passion Pill to replenish their origins, and they gave me quite a few more nephews."
"Oh? How many did they have?" Lingbao Tianzun asked curiously, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.
This Passion Pill actually had such an effect...
"Thirty-one in total, including the sixth one."
Lingbao Tianzun: ...
"My second sister-in-law is pregnant with twelve nieces."
Lingbao Tianzun: ...
Mount Buzhou Secret Realm, minor world.
Sect Master Tongtian woke up, his face full of impatience. That bastard Lingbao Tianzun had actually used a merit Karma Thread to summon him.
Having a lot of merit did not mean he could waste it like this.
Helplessly, he walked out of the place where he had been sleeping.
Out of habit, he swept his primordial spirit over the affairs of the secret realm's minor world.
He discovered that his eldest brother and Li Er were drinking tea, while his second brother was not home.
Everyone else was immersed in their cultivation.
But there were two unfamiliar auras.
"Huh? That kid Xuandu came too? He feels a little miserable—"
Sect Master Tongtian appeared directly before Xuandu. Back then, he had thought Xuandu was suited to be his disciple, with peerless talent in the sword dao.
"Little Xuandu, long time no see."
Xuandu had just emerged from the illusion realm and was calmly adjusting his aura when he heard a familiar voice. Turning around, he saw the third martial uncle he had been longing to see, Sect Master Tongtian.
The next second, his face filled with anger.
This damned illusion array had actually conjured up even his third martial uncle. It wanted to deceive him again—did it really think he could not break this array?
"Fellow Daoist—please draw your sword—"
Sect Master Tongtian: ???
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