Hongjun Schemes Against the Ancestral Witches

"Therefore, brothers and sisters, this Nine-Rank White Lotus Platform should all the more be under your control.

That way, not only will your strength increase greatly, but you will also be able to use your Primordial Spirits to control the laws.

This will prevent the laws from reacting with Innate Fiendish Energy and causing you to lose your reason.

The affection between brothers will also become even more harmonious."

Taiqing spoke with heartfelt sincerity.

So the Nine-Rank White Lotus Platform was actually tied to the safety of the Primordial Wilderness, the safety of Buzhou Mountain.

No wonder, when he had previously intended to bestow the Nine-Rank White Lotus Platform upon his mount, he had felt such an intense sense of danger.

"In that case, we Twelve Ancestral Witches shall no longer refuse.

Many thanks, Dao Brother Taiqing."

Dijiang no longer insisted. For the Twelve Ancestral Witches, this brought nothing but benefits.

Even if he did not wish to accept it, he had to consider his own brothers and sisters.

"Thank you, Brother Taiqing."

Seeing their eldest brother accept, the other Ancestral Witches gladly agreed as well.

They were all Pangu's descendants. Between brothers and sisters, they ought to be united and affectionate.

"Brother Taiqing, you previously said that you wished to discuss with us a matter concerning the safety of the Primordial Wilderness and the fate of us Pangu descendants.

What matter could it be, to concern both the Primordial Wilderness and our fate?"

Sister Houtu, who had yet to be born, asked through Primordial Spirit transmission.

She remembered what Brother Taiqing had said when he came to Pangu Hall earlier.

Now, they believed in Brother Taiqing.

Then this matter concerning the fate of the Primordial Wilderness and Pangu's descendants had to be discussed clearly.

The other Ancestral Witches looked at one another.

The joy they had felt upon receiving Pangu Marrow and the Nine-Rank White Lotus Platform turned into solemnity.

This concerned the Primordial Wilderness opened by Pangu Father God and their own fates; they could not treat it lightly.

Taiqing did not answer Sister Houtu's question. Instead, he condensed the figure of an immortal-looking old man in his hand.

That old man was none other than Hongjun.

If Hongjun's image were condensed like this anywhere else in the Primordial Wilderness, Hongjun would sense it the instant the image took form.

But this was Pangu Hall, a place where even the Heavenly Dao could not interfere.

Naturally, Hongjun could not sense it.

The Ancestral Witches scrutinized Hongjun's image, yet none of them recognized him.

Only Dijiang furrowed his brows and lowered his head in careful recollection.

Dijiang felt that Hongjun's image was exceedingly familiar.

Suddenly, Dijiang remembered something. He abruptly raised his head and looked at Hongjun's image with anger.

"It's him!"

Dijiang spoke through gritted teeth.

"Eldest Brother, you have seen this man?"

The other Ancestral Witches looked at Dijiang in surprise and asked.

They had always been nurtured within Pangu Hall, and their eldest brother Dijiang had never left Pangu Hall either.

How was it that none of them had seen this man, while Dijiang alone had?

Moreover, judging by Eldest Brother Dijiang's expression, did this man have some grudge against the Ancestral Witches?

Otherwise, why would Eldest Brother Dijiang be so enraged?

Taiqing, Yuqing Yuanshi, and Shangqing Lingbao were not surprised. Instead, they wore expressions of "just as expected."

What the Sanqing thought was this: since Hongjun had sought out the Sanqing in advance, it was impossible for him not to seek out the Twelve Ancestral Witches as well.

Since the Heavenly Dao intended to scheme against Pangu's descendants, it could not possibly have Hongjun seek out only the Sanqing.

While letting the Twelve Ancestral Witches off alone.

"That's right. I have indeed seen this thief!"

Dijiang admitted.

"Brothers and sisters, I trust you still remember.

After I was born, I had planned to leave Pangu Hall and travel through the Primordial Wilderness.

But before I even left Pangu Hall, I abandoned that thought and decided to remain here.

And after you brothers and sisters were born, I also told you to cultivate in Pangu Hall first, and not think of going out into the Primordial Wilderness to travel."

Dijiang looked at the other Ancestral Witches as he spoke, his face thick with anger and hatred.

"Yes, Big Brother. When we asked you the reason back then, you never explained it clearly. But why bring it up now? Could it be...?"

Zhu Jiuyin spoke up. By the end, a guess had already formed in his mind.

"Could it be that the reason is related to this Dao?"

Xuan Ming answered first.

Taiqing's interest was piqued. He wanted to hear exactly what Old Thief Hongjun had done to make Dijiang hate him so bitterly.

"That's right!

Sister Xuan Ming is right—it has everything to do with that old thief!"

Dijiang directly called Hongjun an old thief, showing just how deep his hatred ran.

Without waiting for Taiqing and the others to ask, Dijiang continued his account.

"Back then, I was preparing to leave Pangu Hall and travel through the Primordial Wilderness.

But I suddenly felt an intense sense of danger, and even Pangu Hall warned me!

At first, I was puzzled as to why such a warning had appeared out of nowhere. Then I saw an image enter my mind.

It was Pangu Hall warning me, transmitting the scene outside the hall into my mind.

In the image conveyed by Pangu Hall, that old thief was lying in wait outside Pangu Hall.

He held a Lingbao in his hand. I did not know what kind of Lingbao it was.

Yet merely through that image, I could sense that the Lingbao possessed a natural restraining effect on us Ancestral Witches.

Not only that, the old thief was setting up an array outside.

He was even muttering to himself, saying that this would ensure he could capture us Ancestral Witches.

That old thief truly deserves death!

If Pangu Hall had not warned me, I fear I would already have been captured by that old thief.

Even the siblings who were born afterward would have been captured as well!"

Dijiang furiously laid out the entire sequence of events.

The flames of rage in Dijiang's eyes nearly took tangible form.

They were the Twelve Ancestral Witches, descendants of Pangu, yet that old thief had blocked their very doorstep and proclaimed that he would capture them.

What did he take the Twelve Ancestral Witches for—beasts?

And he dared scheme against the Twelve Ancestral Witches, descendants of Pangu. It was simply unforgivable; his crime deserved execution.

"What?!!!"

After hearing Dijiang's account, the other Ancestral Witches immediately bristled.

Terrifying Ancestral Witch auras erupted as they glared hatefully at the figure condensed in Taiqing's hand.

The auras of ten peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals burst forth in unison, a heaven-destroying, earth-shattering pressure flooding Pangu Hall.

As though it felt the Ancestral Witches' fury, even Pangu Hall began to tremble.

"Damn thing! He has gone too far in bullying us Ancestral Witches!

I, Zhu Rong, will burn him to ashes before the hatred in my heart can be vented!"

Zhu Rong, who had previously been barely able to keep his temper in check, completely lost control this time.

He stared at the image of Old Thief Hongjun in Taiqing's hand, on the verge of attacking.

Just then, the Nine-Rank White Lotus Platform coiled within his Primordial Spirit emitted a soft white radiance.

The overwhelming Fire Law and Innate Fiendish Energy around Zhu Rong weakened.

The reason he had lost rapidly returned as well.

"Big Brother, Brother Taiqing, my apologies. I lost control again."

Zhu Rong apologized, though he still glared furiously at Old Thief Hongjun's image in Taiqing's hand.

"Brother Zhu Rong is merely troubled because he cares too deeply, affected by the Innate Fiendish Energy and the Law. It is nothing."

Taiqing shook his head, indicating that it was fine.

With his current cultivation, even if he stood still and let Zhu Rong attack, Zhu Rong would not be able to break his defenses.

"Fellow Daoist Taiqing, could it be that the matter you wish to speak of—the matter concerning the Primordial Wilderness and the fate of us descendants of Pangu Father God—is related to that old thief?"

Only then did Dijiang react. Still uncertain, he asked Taiqing.