"Zhunti, what do you mean by calling me a mere woman? What do you mean by saying I'm not fit to be mentioned in the same breath as you? Explain yourself."
After hearing this, the countless living beings of the Primordial World immediately understood.
Sage Zhunti had fallen into Taoist Randeng's trap and had indeed provoked Saint Nuwa.
Now that Goddess Nuwa had spoken up, Sage Zhunti was likely in for a rough time.
At that moment, Sage Zhunti of Mount Sumeru in the Western Sect had gone completely livid.
He had fallen into Taoist Randeng's trap.
Yet things had already come to this point.
There was nothing he could do.
Taoist Randeng truly had a brilliant scheme.
No matter what, he would make Zhunti look bad.
If he did not speak up and refute it,
then he would be confirming the title of weakest Sage.
But if he spoke up in rebuttal,
he would certainly offend a Sage.
Yet now that things had come to this point, even if he offended Saint Nuwa,
he could not show weakness.
Otherwise, not only would he offend Saint Nuwa,
he would also confirm his title as the weakest Sage. That would be more loss than gain.
Thus, he could only continue arguing through gritted teeth.
"Goddess Nuwa, there is no need for such unreasonable quibbling. Do you really not understand what I mean?"
At present, Sage Zhunti only hoped that Nuwa would back down.
Otherwise, this matter would truly become difficult to handle.
Hearing this, Nuwa grew even more furious and irritated.
She had already been somewhat annoyed by the Human Race and that Female Saint named Sanqi.
And now Sage Zhunti had chosen her as the soft target to bully?
A man may endure some things, but not everything.
"Fine, Zhunti! You actually dare look down on me like this?"
"I hereby issue you a challenge. Once the Treasure Ranking concludes, you and I shall have a match."
"We must settle who is superior. Otherwise, you Western barbarians will never know the power of Nuwa!"
Hearing this, Sage Zhunti's expression became even gloomier.
But things had reached this point, so he could only force himself to hold on.
"Do you think I fear you?"
The countless living beings of the Primordial World immediately became excited upon hearing the clash between the two Sages.
A battle between Sages...
Ever since several people became Sages in ancient times, none of them had fought again.
And now Goddess Nuwa was going to fight Sage Zhunti...
Nuwa had issued Zhunti a challenge.
And Zhunti had accepted it...
This was absolutely a momentous event that would shake the ages...
Between Sage Zhunti and Goddess Nuwa, who was stronger and who was weaker?
Who exactly was the weakest Sage?
They only had to wait for the Treasure Ranking to end.
Everyone grew increasingly expectant.
Within an exceedingly hidden valley in the Primordial Land,
stood an enormous and resplendent palace.
Inside the palace, a young man was reclining comfortably with his head resting on a woman's long legs.
This woman was the unfamiliar Female Saint named Sanqi, who had once appeared in the Primordial World.
At that moment, Sanqi was gently massaging the young man's shoulders.
Sanqi's eyes were filled entirely with the young man.
The deep infatuation in her gaze was enough to make anyone envious.
Beside the young man was another woman.
This woman was likewise breathtakingly beautiful, enough to eclipse the entire Primordial World.
She was even more seductive than Sanqi, possessing a bewitching beauty capable of toppling all living beings.
At that moment, she had placed the young man's legs across her own and was gently kneading them.
Her movements were so gentle that they were simply unheard of.
It was as though those legs were the finest treasures in heaven and earth, things she could not bear to put down.
At this moment, Sanqi brought her red lips close to the young man's ear, breathed softly, and gently asked,
"Master, which of those two do you think is stronger?"
Yet the young man merely slept soundly and gave no reply.
The woman carefully massaging his legs cast Sanqi a faint glance.
"Little Seven, Master is tired. Do not disturb his rest..."
Sanqi looked slightly aggrieved, her stunning red lips pouting faintly.
"I understand, Sister Yao Yao."
As she spoke, her gaze turned toward the sky...
"Sister Yao Yao, look. Your treasure has appeared..."
Yao Yao smiled faintly without even blinking, her eyes remaining fixed upon the pair of legs before her.
At that moment, the fan-shaped treasure in the sky had been floating there for quite some time.
The Grand Dao Script finally descended as well.
["Eighteenth on the Treasure Ranking: Nine Treasures Flowing Cloud Fan. Primordial Treasure. It gathers vast clouds of auspiciousness from beyond the heavens, contains all manner of Merit within, fuses nine treasures from beyond the heavens, and was naturally created by fortune itself. It can avoid misfortune and seek fortune, turn danger into safety, possesses the great divine ability to know the past and understand the future, and with Merit upon one's body, no technique can touch them. One wave produces boundless fate. Two waves produce Merit filling the heavens. Three waves can allow one to directly reach Hunyuan Daluo. Owner: Yao Yao!"]
As soon as the information about this fan appeared,
"Boom..."
the entire Primordial World erupted into an uproar.
The tumult was greater than ever before.
Everyone groaned in disbelief.
This Yao Yao was going to become utterly monstrous...
She actually possessed such an outrageously powerful treasure.
Was she going to leave anyone else a chance to live?
Nine Treasures Flowing Cloud Fan...
A Primordial Treasure... naturally created by fortune...
Three waves could allow someone to directly reach Hunyuan Daluo...
What did that mean?
Wasn't Hunyuan Daluo the realm of a Sage?
A few waves of this fan, and one could cultivate into a Sage?
"My heavens..."
"Since when have Sages become so cheap?"
"Since the creation of heaven and earth, only seven Sages have appeared in the entire Primordial World. And now you are telling me that waving a fan a few times can make someone a Sage?"
"Why do I feel like this is just boasting?"
"Senior Little Erbi... are you still there? Tell us, are this treasure's abilities real?"
"Senior Little Erbi? Are you still there?"
"Stop bothering Senior Little Erbi... If he is not speaking, he is not around. Maybe he went to take a dump..."
"..."
The abilities of this treasure directly shocked the entire Primordial World...
After all, its effects were simply too absurd.
No wonder it could overpower the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the God-Slaying Spear.
Those abilities were truly terrifying...
The two towering figures within the Heavenly Court abruptly rose to their feet upon seeing this treasure, disbelief filling their eyes.
For countless years, the two of them had been seeking the Opportunity to Become a Sage...
Yet they had always found nothing.
A few waves of the Nine Treasures Flowing Cloud Fan could make one a Sage?
If that was true, then the opportunity for the two brothers to become Sages was right before them.
Emperor Jun and Taiyi looked at each other.
Each could see the ambition in the other's eyes.
"This Yao Yao... perhaps we should kill her..."
The two had already stirred up boundless greed in their hearts.
This person named Yao Yao not only possessed the Twelfth-Grade World-Cleansing White Lotus, but also a Primordial Treasure like the Nine Treasures Flowing Cloud Fan...
Her fate was truly heaven-defying...
Within the massive Ancestral Witch Hall of the Sorcerer Race's sacred land,
the twelve colossal figures that blotted out the sky also abruptly rose to their feet.
Their gazes remained fixed upon the fan in the sky.
Because their Sorcerer Race had incomplete primordial spirits, they could not cultivate.
Naturally, they had no opportunity to become Sages.
Now, this fan could grant an opportunity to become Sages with a single wave.
Did that not mean the moment for their Sorcerer Race to rise completely had arrived?
Once all Twelve Ancestral Witches became Sages,
they could unleash the Twelve Heavens Godly Devils Formation.
The demon race would absolutely be unable to stop them.
By then, even Dao Ancestor Hongjun would likely be unable to stop them...
Would that not make this entire Primordial World theirs, the Sorcerer Race's?
For a moment, all twelve revealed intense greed in their eyes.
Deep underground in The West, a figure abruptly flew out from the Blood Sea.
It was none other than Ancestor Minghe, known as the greatest beneath the Sages.
At that moment, he too stared fixedly at the fan in the sky.
His entire body trembled with excitement.
Just moments ago, he had been secretly rejoicing within the Blood Sea.
Because three of his treasures had entered the rankings.
They were:
The Yuantu and Abi Swords, ranked fortieth.
The Xuan Yuan Water Control Banner, one of the Five Elements Banners, ranked twenty-sixth.
The Twelfth-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, one of the Four-Sided Lotus Platforms, ranked twenty-fifth.
How could such results not make him secretly rejoice?
After all, they were far better than those of Sage Zhunti, one of the Six Sages.
But just as he had been rejoicing, the Treasure Ranking had revealed a treasure capable of making one a Sage.
Naturally, it stunned him senseless.
Although he was known as the greatest beneath the Sages,
all beneath the Sages were ants!
Only after becoming a Sage could one roam freely and live without restraint.
It seemed this Nine Treasures Flowing Cloud Fan was his chance to become a Sage?
Just as the countless living beings of the Primordial World remained in a state of shock,
the Purple-Gold Qi in the sky began to churn and spread once more.
The next treasure was about to appear...
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