What Are You Supposed to Be?

Taiyi listened.

He instantly understood what Di Jun meant.

His eyes gleamed as he looked toward Jieyin and Zhunti, a faint sense of anticipation rising in his heart...

Wu Tian also seemed to notice something at this moment.

He abruptly turned around.

He looked toward Jieyin and Zhunti, a half-smiling expression appearing on his face...

Zhunti's steps suddenly halted.

"Who is this person?"

"Why is he looking at us like that?"

Thoughts churned wildly in Zhunti's mind.

He thought rapidly, but soon suppressed his many thoughts. Gritting his teeth, he went behind Hongyun and Kunpeng. The expression on his face became incomparably sorrowful, making him look utterly miserable and desolate!

"Alas..."

"My brother and I came from the Western World. The journey was long, Chaos was dangerous, and by the time we arrived at Zixiao Palace, we were already so late that there isn't even a seat for us!"

"Woe is us!"

Zhunti truly had no shame.

A few glistening tears actually rolled down his face!

Wu Tian clicked his tongue in amazement at the sight.

As for Jieyin, he too sighed at the side. He already looked incomparably bitter and miserable, so he did not even need to cry like Zhunti to appear pitiful...

When the others heard this.

They all frowned and looked toward Jieyin and Zhunti. Their expressions carried some disdain as faint snorts sounded one after another!

"Hmph..."

"So what if you don't have seats?"

"Does being miserable mean you have a right to occupy a seat in Zixiao Palace? Why should you?"

Jieyin and Zhunti were innate beings of the Western World. During the Dragon-Han Tribulation, the Dao-Demon War erupted between Hongjun and Luo Hou, shattering Western Heaven and Earth!

The famed Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

Its formation diagram had been forged by Luo Hou after extracting the Western World's Earth Veins...

Just think about it. Even the Earth Veins had been pulled out to forge a treasure. Naturally, the Western World's spiritual qi was thin and its vitality scarce. Of course, it was incomparably barren!

But...

What did that have to do with everyone in Zixiao Palace? It was not as though they owed the two brothers anything!

As Zhunti continued his tearful plea.

Disdainful gazes turned toward the two of them!

Zhunti's Dao heart truly was firm, and his will was resolute. Put another way, his skin was simply too thick. Even under so many strange gazes, his expression did not change.

He continued describing the Western World's misery.

And how pitiful the two brothers were!

At the same time, he stared straight at Hongyun and Kunpeng's backs. His gaze was almost tangible, immediately making the two feel as though they could neither sit nor stand at ease...

While Zhunti wailed, he stared fixedly at Hongyun and Kunpeng's backs.

The light in his eyes seemed almost tangible.

It made the two feel thoroughly uneasy!

Hongyun could not help sighing inwardly:

Trouble has come!

But remembering Wu Tian's earlier warning, Hongyun could only grit his teeth and endure it, completely ignoring Zhunti's incessant chatter behind him.

Just then.

Zhunti suddenly mobilized his mana. An invisible force instantly slammed toward Hongyun and Kunpeng, nearly knocking them off their Prayer Mats...

Whoosh!

Light flashed over both of them.

They instantly circulated their mana and forcibly steadied themselves on their seats. Then, Hongyun turned around with an extremely ugly expression and looked toward Zhunti.

Kunpeng lowered his head and clenched his teeth.

His face had already darkened like ink...

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi also realized what had happened. He frowned at Zhunti together with Hongyun, only to see Zhunti's face filled with pleading, as if he had done nothing at all just now:

"I hope you two fellow Daoists will oblige us!"

"Give these seats to my brother and me... We will be endlessly grateful. In the future, when the living beings of the Western World benefit from this sermon, they too will remember your kindness..."

Zhunti spoke softly.

His gaze at Hongyun was incomparably firm, as though he would not rest until he achieved his goal...

Hongyun could not help drawing in a cold breath.

"Hiss..."

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"Zhunti is this shameless?"

"He just launched a sneak attack on me, yet now he's acting as if nothing happened..."

The more someone was like this, the harder they were to deal with.

A trace of worry arose in Hongyun's heart:

If he firmly refused, setting aside whether he and Brother Zhen Yuan would have to fight the two of them, even if they kept their seats...

It would not be a good thing to be targeted by them.

Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi suddenly felt a hint of regret:

They might as well have held firm earlier.

And given these seats to Fellow Daoist Wu Tian!

That would have spared them this situation...

As they thought this, the two involuntarily looked toward Wu Tian. Yet they were too embarrassed to speak. If they said they wanted to give the seats to Wu Tian now, they would be asking him to stand up for them!

Wu Tian's heart stirred when he saw this.

The time has come...

Although Zhunti did not understand why Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi were looking toward Wu Tian, and found it somewhat strange, he was not worried.

He had no impression of Wu Tian...

Since that was the case.

He certainly was not anyone formidable!

Zhunti also preferred to pick on the weak. He definitely did not dare provoke the Three Pure Ones. Even Fuxi and Nüwa had been avoided directly after he saw Fuxi's resolute demeanor.

Houtu went without saying...

Thus, his target could only be Hongyun and Kunpeng. Although Hongyun had Zhen Yuanzi beside him, Zhunti had long understood their temperaments and did not care at all!

He immediately spoke with a faint smile:

"If you two fellow Daoists are willing to oblige..."

"My brother and I will forever remember your kindness and owe you a karmic debt!"

As he spoke, he was about to squeeze toward Hongyun.

Wu Tian suddenly stretched out a hand and stopped him, speaking indifferently at the same time:

"Hold it!"

"You want to snatch Fellow Daoist Hongyun's seat... Have you asked me?"

Jieyin and Zhunti turned their gazes.

They looked toward Wu Tian with extreme hostility!

"Who are you?"

"You dare meddle in my affairs..."

They found Wu Tian unfamiliar. Though he was seated with the Ancestral Witches, there was not a trace of fierce Baleful Qi around him. Naturally, they never imagined that Wu Tian was from the Witch Clan!

Thus, they showed him no courtesy at all.

Zhunti even thought to himself:

Should he teach this suddenly appearing fellow a lesson? That would also intimidate Hongyun and the others, killing a chicken to scare the monkeys and making them obediently surrender their seats.

At the same time.

The great mighty ones who had arrived earlier and already knew Wu Tian's identity suddenly wore gloating expressions, watching Jieyin and Zhunti with great interest...

Wu Tian did not care about the two men's imposing manner at all.

He said casually:

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun gave this seat to me long ago. If you want to snatch it, naturally you must first ask for my opinion..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Zhunti directly cut him off!

Zhunti snorted coldly and said directly:

"Just because you say so makes it true? What are you supposed to be..."

Before the Seven Treasure Tree in his hand could even sweep out.

He was struck head-on by incomparably dense Baleful Qi and could not help taking a step back. Dijiang and the others all rose to their feet!

Dijiang did not care in the slightest that this was Zixiao Palace. Without hesitation, he threw a punch at Zhunti!

Zhu Jiuyin immediately attacked Jieyin as well.

The other Ancestral Witches were also itching to make a move. In an instant, fervent battle intent surged through Zixiao Palace, stirring everyone's blood...

Only after the two Ancestral Witches attacked did Dijiang's furious roar resound through Zixiao Palace:

"What are you supposed to be?"

"You dare bully my Witch Clan!"

"You're courting death..."