Zhun Ti, You Are the Lousiest Saint

"Recalling the words of Daoist Randeng, Sage Zhunti of the West has a total of three treasures on the ranking!"

As these words fell...

Sage Zhunti's face turned completely black.

After all, being called out in public like this was indeed somewhat embarrassing.

The Primordial Beings, following Senior Little Erbi's prompt, began to tally up Sage Zhunti's treasures.

Ranked fiftieth: the Six Roots of Purity Bamboo.

Ranked forty-second: the Empowering Divine Pestle.

Ranked thirty-fourth: the Seven Treasure Mystical Tree.

Sure enough, neither more nor less—exactly three.

Just then, Taoist Randeng's grating voice rang out:

"Zhunti, I too have three treasures on the ranking. My Nether Coffin Lamp is ranked twenty-seventh, ahead of your Seven Treasure Mystical Tree. Do you accept this?"

At these words.

Many Primordial Beings burst out laughing, some even spitting out their food.

Sage Zhunti's original words had been thrown back at him verbatim by Taoist Randeng.

Wasn't this a slap to Sage Zhunti's face?

One could even say it was a resounding, face-smacking blow.

The countless billions of Primordial Beings, upon hearing Taoist Randeng's words, all felt he was somewhat despicable.

Yet his despicability carried a hint of endearment.

It was truly hard not to laugh.

Taoist Randeng's words were not wrong.

He himself also had three treasures on the ranking, no worse than Sage Zhunti.

They were:

Ranked one hundredth: the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda (the future pagoda of Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li).

Ranked fifty-first: the Cosmos Ruler.

Ranked twenty-seventh: the Nether Coffin Lamp, one of the Six Spirit Lamps.

Although the Nether Coffin Lamp's placement was somewhat opportunistic, it was still undeniably higher than the Seven Treasure Mystical Tree.

That was beyond dispute.

As soon as Taoist Randeng said this.

It immediately made Sage Zhunti's face darken with fury.

"Randeng, you damned fool! If you have the guts, come out and let This Seat sweep you with my tree!"

Any one of the countless billions of Primordial Beings could tell that Sage Zhunti was now beside himself with rage.

Having only three treasures on the ranking, the lowest among the sages.

And then being humiliated like this by Taoist Randeng.

Naturally, he was furious to the point of shame.

But then Taoist Randeng's grating voice came again:

"Zhunti, you old fool, you still want to make a move on me? Who do you think you are? Even if you wanted to kill me, you'd have to get in line behind Yuanshi. It wouldn't be your turn..."

"You, the most garbage of sages, dare to mock me? I gave you the opportunity for sainthood, and even then you barely managed to become a sage. You had to establish the Forty-Eight Great Vows and borrow merit from the Heavenly Dao just to scrape by. And now you dare to yap at me like a dog? Garbage..."

At this moment, Taoist Randeng finally seized the chance to vent his anger.

His mouth spewed filth like a sewer, directly blasting Sage Zhunti into a daze.

"Randeng, you wretched piece of trash! Explain yourself clearly—who is garbage? Who is the weakest sage? Damn it... you accursed, damnable wretch..."

Hearing Sage Zhunti's words, spoken in shame and fury.

Everyone wanted to laugh but forcibly held it in.

Wanting to laugh yet not daring to—it nearly gave the Primordial Beings internal injuries.

No one had ever expected Taoist Randeng to be so shameless!

He openly declared Sage Zhunti the weakest sage.

Without leaving a shred of face for Sage Zhunti.

No wonder Sage Zhunti was so furious.

At that moment, Taoist Randeng, wherever he was, spoke again with arrogance:

"I'm talking about you, you despicable wretch. You, Zhunti, are the weakest sage."

"What? You don't accept it? Let me ask you—can you beat Grand Supreme Old Lord? He is the universally acknowledged leader of the Mystic School, recognized as the number one cultivator in the Primordial Era, with eight treasures on the ranking. Even if he let you use both hands and one leg, you still wouldn't be his match."

"You..."

Though Zhunti Daoist was furious, he could not find any words to say. He truly was no match for Grand Supreme Old Lord.

Taoist Randeng's words could be said to have made Grand Supreme Old Lord's heart bloom with joy.

They could not help but make Grand Supreme Old Lord regard him with newfound respect, and he even felt a bit of goodwill toward Taoist Randeng in his heart.

"And then there's Yuanshi. Yuanshi might be a bit hypocritical, but his magical power and cultivation are right there for all to see. He's got seven treasures on the list, and once that Pangu Banner comes out, he rarely meets his match—couldn't he split your shit right open?"

"You... you damnable piece of bad luck... speaking so crudely..."

These words infuriated Sage Zhunti to the point of cursing.

But he truly had no idea how to refute them.

If he really had to cross hands with Yuanshi Tianzun, he was no match for him.

At this moment, within Jade Void Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes also revealed a look of disdain.

He had always looked down on the Two Sages of the West.

After all, when the Two Sages of the West attained sagehood, they still needed to borrow Merit from the Heavenly Dao. If one counted carefully, the Two Sages of the West were merely false sages.

Comparing him to the Two Sages of the West? What a joke!

That old goat-nose Randeng had spoken not a word wrong this time. If the Two Sages of the West truly dared to come, once he unleashed his Pangu Banner, he could really beat the shit out of them.

At this moment, Randeng's grating voice came through again:

"Sage Tongtian is even less worth mentioning. With the Four Swords of Zhuxian in hand, even Grand Supreme and Yuanshi's scalps go numb, let alone a piece of trash like you?"

"You... you damned Randeng! Don't let This Seat catch sight of you, or else This Seat will never let you off..."

Sage Zhunti trembled with rage.

But he still could not find a reason to argue.

Sage Tongtian held the Four Swords of Zhuxian. Once the sword formation was deployed, it could not be broken without four sages.

He naturally could not be a match for Sage Tongtian, and that left him unable to refute.

Within Golden Turtle Island's Biyou Palace, Master Tongtian had by now drained that gourd of Jade Nectar dry.

He had fallen entirely into a drunken state.

He lay sprawled wantonly atop the clouds.

Hearing Taoist Randeng's words, Sage Tongtian mumbled a few incomprehensible phrases.

A trace of mockery curled at the corner of his lips.

Taoist Randeng's voice came through once more:

"The Guiding Sage of the West is even less worth mentioning. That old fellow looks all gloomy and worried, but in truth, his schemes run the deepest. He seems to show nothing on the surface, but he hides a great deal of cultivation and magical power beneath. Naturally, you're no match for him either... Whether in schemes or magical power, he could sell you off and you wouldn't even know it..."

"..."

At these words, Sage Zhunti did not talk back. In fact, he could not talk back.

The Guiding Sage of the West was his elder brother. Together, they had founded the Western Sect in the Western Lands.

He knew best what the Guiding Sage of the West's cultivation was like.

He truly was no match for his senior brother, the Guiding Sage.

Then, Taoist Randeng's voice came through again:

"And then there's Sage Nuwa. Though Sage Nuwa has always kept to herself, she bears the greatest Merit of all. Not only does she have the Merit of the Creation of Humanity, but she also carries the Merit of Mending the Heavens."

"She is also the first sage after the Dao Ancestor, attaining sagehood earlier than anyone else. Compared to Lady Nuwa... you fall far short. When I say you're the weakest sage, you still won't accept it?"

These words truly infuriated Sage Zhunti.

When he counted it all up, he really had become the weakest sage?

If so, where would his dignity go?

Where was he supposed to put his face?

At this point, no matter what, he had to open his mouth and refute.

Otherwise, he would truly become the weakest sage.

"Utter nonsense! Sage Nuwa is nothing but a woman of the fairer sex—how can she be compared to This Seat?"

Wow...

The moment Sage Zhunti spoke those words...

The entire Primordial Land erupted in an uproar.

Countless great powers grew agitated on the spot.

Sage Zhunti had fallen into Taoist Randeng's trap.

He had been thoroughly deceived by Randeng!

With this, Sage Zhunti had grievously offended Goddess Nuwa.

Just as the billions of beings in the Primordial Land reveled in schadenfreude...

A clear, cold voice descended from the heavens.