He'll Have to Thank Us!

Hongjun had only become a Saint not long ago.

He was not yet the future Dao Ancestor who merged himself with the Dao, and his control over the general trends of the Heavenly Dao was not yet so strong...

Because of this.

The moment the Ancestral Witches appeared ahead of schedule, he was baffled and even began to wonder whether he had made an error somewhere in his deductions!

"Impossible!"

"I have repeatedly deduced the heavenly secrets, and they all said the same thing..."

Left with no other choice.

Hongjun could only forcefully intervene!

He mobilized the power of the Heavenly Dao to suppress the Ancestral Witches' speed, delaying their arrival at Zixiao Palace and allowing the Three Pure Ones, Fuxi, and Nüwa to enter first...

He knew this was not a good thing!

With the Ancestral Witches' temperaments, if they caused a scene, it would be difficult to clean up.

The Witch Clan possessed immense Fortune in this coming Tribulation. He could not exactly kill the Ancestral Witches, could he?

But should he simply stand by?

Should he watch as the Ancestral Witches became the first to enter Zixiao Palace, seized all the seats, and threw all his plans into disarray?

Hongjun shook his head almost imperceptibly!

The Three Pure Ones were of the Orthodox Pangu Lineage, transformed from the three portions of Pangu's Primal Spirit. In other words, they were the favored children of Fortune in this Primordial World and possessed immense Fortune.

No matter what.

Hongjun had to take them in as disciples!

Only then could he gather the Three Pure Ones' powerful Fortune to himself and help himself climb toward even higher realms...

Nüwa was the same.

Though she was not like the Three Pure Ones, she possessed another great opportunity in the future. Her Fortune would continue without end and be exceptionally profound, so Hongjun naturally would not give her up either!

After weighing matters slightly.

Hongjun acted without hesitation!

Then he looked toward the Ancestral Witches with some wariness. Yet what surprised Hongjun even more was that, after a brief burst of anger, the Ancestral Witches actually suppressed their emotions...

"What is going on?"

"Since when did the Ancestral Witches become so mild-tempered?"

Hongjun grew increasingly puzzled.

Dijiang and the others did not erupt on the spot.

Naturally, this was because Wu Tian had persuaded them!

Even so, Dijiang found it hard to swallow this anger. He no longer cursed Hongjun aloud, instead declaring in a ringing voice:

"Brothers, strike!"

The Ancestral Witches' auras instantly erupted.

An incomparably heavy force immediately surged forth. The Power of Laws roared wildly, utterly incomparable to when they had previously released it for Wu Tian to comprehend!

Previously, the Ancestral Witches had deliberately restrained themselves.

Although the laws conflicted with one another, they had kept them as gentle and docile as possible...

But now, they were incomparably ferocious!

Boom!

The sphere of light surrounding the Ancestral Witches immediately blazed.

It collided with the might emitted by Zixiao Palace. The Power of Laws around them instantly fell into disorder, and the Ancestral Witches broke free from the mud-like restraint in an instant...

They shot toward Zixiao Palace at high speed!

"Whew!"

Wu Tian also let out a soft breath of relief.

He had pleaded and reasoned with the Ancestral Witches, persuading them to suppress their rage and not make a scene on Hongjun's turf. Otherwise, if they truly started fighting, who knew how Hongjun would treat them...

Who knew whether Hongjun might use the Ancestral Witches as an example, kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and intimidate the others who had come to hear the Dao?

As for the seats in Zixiao Palace.

"Mm... Getting two would be fine!"

"At least we could..."

The thought had barely arisen when more figures swept past the Ancestral Witches. The two traveling side by side were naturally Zhenyuanzi and Old Ancestor Hongyun, while the solitary figure with an arrogant expression was Kunpeng!

As Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun passed by.

They even turned and nodded to the Ancestral Witches, wearing exceptionally amiable smiles. These two brothers had always been this way, mild in temperament and kind toward others.

Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun also muttered inwardly:

"Eh..."

"After entering this place, it clearly feels like we have returned to the Primordial World. Even wielding our mana has become smoother!"

"Why do the Ancestral Witches look so strange?"

How could they know that the Ancestral Witches were being suppressed by Zixiao Palace, while they themselves had received Hongjun's deliberate blessing...

Naturally, they appeared somewhat unusual!

As those three figures entered, Wu Tian was left dumbfounded, and he immediately cursed inwardly:

"Damn it..."

"He's actually this shameless?"

He had clearly brought the Ancestral Witches here first, yet at the final step before Zixiao Palace, Hongjun actually pulled such a trick!

Where was the bearing expected of a Dao Ancestor?

In Wu Tian's mind, even if Hongjun had calculations and chose to interfere, it should have been seamless and effortless...

Not so blatant!

This job was far too sloppy, wasn't it?

In truth.

Hongjun himself was quite speechless.

He had originally calculated everything perfectly. Who could have expected the Ancestral Witches to arrive together and even be the first to reach Zixiao Palace?

They had instantly thrown his arrangements into chaos.

If he did not act now to block the Witch Clan, it would likely cause even more trouble when he tried to restore his original plans later...

Naturally, he had no time to care about appearances!

"What exactly has happened to the Ancestral Witches?"

"Could there be some variable..."

Hongjun's gaze shifted.

He could not help looking toward the Ancestral Witches. His eyes were utterly placid, and after sweeping over them once, they naturally fell upon Wu Tian...

But he could not see anything.

Wu Tian already possessed a legitimate identity!

Moreover, the Merit Supreme Treasure, the Primordial Measuring Sky Ruler, suppressed his aura and concealed Wu Tian's fate. Even Hongjun could not probe anything without alerting him.

By the time the Ancestral Witches entered Zixiao Palace.

The Three Pure Ones and the others were already seated on the prayer mats at the very front...

Unlike what Wu Tian remembered, there were seven prayer mats in Zixiao Palace at this time. The first three were naturally occupied by the Three Pure Ones.

Behind the Three Pure Ones were Fuxi and Nüwa.

The brother and sister naturally knew that the prayer mats at the front might contain great opportunities. However, Fuxi was wise, and after a brief consideration, he gave up the idea of taking one for himself as well...

Instead, he sat cross-legged behind Nüwa!

"If they truly hold great opportunities... countless people will surely fight for them. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are outside, and countless great supernatural beings will follow. With the strength of us two siblings, we will likely only be able to keep one..."

"I should stay behind and protect you!"

Fuxi secretly transmitted his words to Nüwa.

Thus, the two occupied only one seat!

The Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, and Kunpeng who entered afterward occupied the fifth and sixth seats. For some reason, Zhenyuanzi, like Fuxi, sat behind Hongyun and did not take the seventh seat...

"Sister Houtu, you have cultivated a Primal Spirit!"

"You go sit there..."

Wu Tian directly pushed Houtu forward.

The Ancestral Witches naturally had no objections, but Houtu froze for a moment. A faint trace of emotion appeared in her eyes as she looked at Wu Tian.

Her gaze seemed to say:

Don't you have a Primal Spirit too?

Why aren't you going to sit there?

Houtu clearly remembered that the reason Wu Tian had wanted to rush ahead to Zixiao Palace was because the seats at the front represented great opportunities...

Would this not mean he was giving that opportunity to her?

Wu Tian merely smiled, pushed Houtu forward, and pressed her onto the seventh prayer mat. Then he turned to the Ancestral Witches and said:

"Let's sit in the back!"

As he spoke, he lightly waved toward the ground.

A large row of jade prayer mats immediately landed on the floor...

But Dijiang was still somewhat furious!

He was also deeply dissatisfied. If Hongjun had not interfered, given that they had arrived first... all seven seats should have belonged to their Witch Clan.

How could they have taken only one?

But before he could speak, Wu Tian secretly transmitted to the Ancestral Witches in advance. Looking at Hongyun and Kunpeng's backs, he said with a chuckle:

"Brothers, don't be anxious!"

"Hongyun will give us his seat later... Not only that, he will even thank our Witch Clan and owe our Witch Clan a great Karma!"

"Do you believe me?"