Primordial: You Are the Crappiest Three Pure Ones

Taoist Randeng, who had long since decided to tear away all pretense, now showed no fear at all:

"Old Thief Yuanshi, since you want to hear it, then listen well."

His voice thundered across heaven and earth.

Taoist Randeng shouted back at the Primal Sage from across the void, utterly unafraid.

"I, Randeng, say you, Yuanshi, are an old thief—accomplished in neither letters nor arms, the worst of the Three Pure Ones. In magical power, you cannot match Taishang; in combat strength, you cannot match Tongtian. I call you an old thief, I call you trash—do you accept this, or not?"

"And you still dare mock This Seat? How are you any better than me?"

This voice burst forth from Taoist Randeng with deep-seated hatred, a sound like mountains roaring and seas surging, echoing endlessly between heaven and earth.

"Hiss..."

Once again, the sound of sharp intakes of breath rang through heaven and earth.

Beyond that, there was no other noise.

Everyone's hearts and guts were shattered.

All admired Taoist Randeng's boundless courage.

With such hot-blooded spirit, he was a rare sight in the Primordial Wilderness.

Everyone had originally felt some sympathy for Randeng's plight.

But now, seeing this, they all raised their thumbs to Taoist Randeng.

Facing a Sage and daring to curse him outright—what else wouldn't he dare to do?

From now on, Randeng was a true man.

Yuanshi Tianzun, upon hearing this, flew into a thunderous rage.

That wretched Randeng actually dared to look down on him like this?

Old thief?

Trash?

Accomplished in neither letters nor arms?

Magical power inferior to Taishang?

Combat strength inferior to Tongtian?

At this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun trembled all over.

The state of mind that repelled all laws and flowed like the highest good was shattered cleanly by Taoist Randeng's words.

But proud as he was, he had always been clumsy with words.

For a moment, he couldn't find a retort...

His lips quivered, wanting to say something, yet he didn't know what words to use?

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't fight back, and the entire Primordial Wilderness fell into a strangely silent stillness...

Since the Primal Sage didn't retort, who would dare to interrupt?

In Tushita Palace, Taishang heard this and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

Though that fool Randeng was cursing his second brother, he wasn't angry.

In fact, he felt an inexplicable comfort.

After all, while that fool Randeng scolded his second brother, he had also subtly praised him.

Without meaning to, it elevated his own status—how could that not feel satisfying to him?

In Golden Turtle Island's Biyou Palace, Sage Tongtian felt equally pleased upon hearing this.

He knew that his second brother had always looked down on him somewhat.

And also looked down on his Intercepting Sect.

Believing that his disciples were nothing but Those Born from Eggs and Dampness, unfit for refined company.

Because of this, the two had argued several times.

Now that his second brother was being cursed, Tongtian felt thoroughly refreshed.

This Taoist Randeng had unknowingly vented some of his own pent-up anger.

Especially that one line—it was perfectly said.

In combat strength, his second brother truly was no match for him.

After all, he possessed the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

Only four Sages together could break them.

Even if his second brother held the Pangu Banner, he was still no opponent.

Within the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun and Taiyi exchanged bewildered glances.

They never expected that Taoist Randeng would possess such boldness.

To openly curse at the Primal Sage.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi let out a sly chuckle:

"This old man Randeng is quite interesting... He's actually earned a bit of my respect..."

Emperor Jun looked at Taiyi, who was speaking with such a strange tone, and couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation.

Inside the vast Ancestral Witch Hall, twelve immensely towering figures sat in a circular formation.

They were the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan.

The Hongmeng Purple Gold List had now revealed the Mystic Treasure Chart.

It had little to do with the Wu Clan.

Thus, they had been waiting for the Physical Body Ranking to be announced.

The Physical Body Ranking never came.

Instead, they witnessed Taoist Randeng's outburst against the Primal Sage.

One by one, they burst into laughter, howling like pigs.

The other sages were one thing, but their relationship with the Three Pure Ones was also poor.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were born from the essence blood of the Great God Pangu.

The Three Pure Ones were born from the Primordial Spirit of the Great God Pangu.

Both sides looked down on each other.

That fool Randeng actually dared to curse at Primal Sage—naturally, they were delighted to watch the spectacle.

The exceedingly beautiful Houtu and Xuanming watched their ten elder brothers lying on the ground laughing without restraint.

They could only smile bitterly in response.

Within the surging Blood Sea, a colossal figure sat cross-legged on a strangely shaped blood-colored lotus platform.

This figure was enormous, with disheveled hair and red eyebrows and beard.

Draped in a blood-red robe, he cradled two swords of slaughter—one black, one white—in his arms.

At that moment, he let out a low, raspy chuckle.

The laughter was hoarse and unpleasant, sending a chilling sensation down one's spine.

"That nosy old Taoist Randeng actually has a day to hold his head high... He's earned my, Minghe's, respect. If he ever comes to the Western lands, I'll have to invite him for a good cup of Blood Wine..."

With that, he chuckled again.

Ancestor Minghe had always found those few sages insufferable!

They merely relied on their fortune to attain the Sage realm, stepping ahead of him.

On ordinary days, they all held their noses high in arrogance.

He had always looked down on them.

Now that Taoist Randeng dared to curse them openly, he had naturally won Ancestor Minghe's favor.

On the Primordial Land, there was a sacred mountain called Longevity Mountain.

On the mountain stood a celestial palace named the Five Villages Temple.

Within the Five Villages Temple lived an enlightened old immortal!

He was Zhen Yuanzi...

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi stood atop the sacred mountain, gazing into the distance.

A bitter smile crept across his lips.

Originally, he had only meant to joke with his old friend Taoist Randeng.

To lighten his gloomy mood.

But he never imagined that matters would escalate to such a degree.

Truly, it was a sin.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

He wondered if Taoist Randeng would be able to survive this calamity.

At this moment, the long-silent, trembling Yuanshi Tianzun finally snapped back to his senses.

He was a sage, after all.

Why bother trading barbs with that Burning Lamp?

Arguing with that ill-omened wretch only cheapened his own standing.

The simplest course was to strike directly and suppress the foe to death!

"Burning Lamp, you old thief, where are you hiding? Dare you show yourself and face this Sage in battle?"

With that, he hurled the Three Treasures Jade Scepter in his hand.

The scepter, wreathed in a chilling aura of slaughter, flew forth from the Jade Void Palace.

In an instant, it seemed to cross the river of time and space, appearing high above the Primordial Wilderness.

Its unmatched pressure made everyone feel as though a great calamity was upon them.

Though the Three Treasures Jade Scepter ranked only forty-sixth on the artifact rankings, no one dared underestimate it.

After all, it was a supreme innate merit treasure of pure virtue.

Forged from slaughter-jade, it killed without incurring karmic debt.

Who would dare belittle it?

The true form of the Three Treasures Jade Scepter spanned the heavens, and the very air seemed to freeze.

Its vast, overwhelming pressure proclaimed its immense power.

All eyes lifted to gaze upon the scepter's true body, their looks tinged with envy.

Just then, from the edge of the world, an arrogant voice rang out:

"Yuanshi, you old fool, find me first before you bluster..."

"Hahaha..."