Dijiang Battles Taiyi

After Taiyi broke through, Dijiang said in a clear voice, "Taiyi, that strike of yours just now—the Chaos Bell's might is quite impressive, isn't it?"

Taiyi chuckled smugly. "Of course. This is my innate supreme treasure, born with me—naturally it's formidable..." Before he could finish, Dijiang cut him off. "Your attack sent out wave after wave of Dao sound wave attacks, and countless lesser Wu of my Wu Clan were caught in the blast. For this, you owe my clan an explanation."

Taiyi saw Dijiang demanding an account from him and directly hoisted the Chaos Bell. "An explanation, you say? Might makes right. Come, fight."

Di Jun saw this and stopped him. "Second Brother, don't act rashly. Mount Buzhou was formed from Great God Pangu's spine. To fight here would disturb his peace."

Then he sent a voice transmission to Taiyi: "Second Brother, the two of us can't take on all twelve of them. If we fight now, we'll lose..."

Taiyi nodded at this and cupped his hands to Dijiang. "I was only focused on striking Zhunti and didn't consider the collateral damage to the Wu Clan... Fine, tell me what you want done."

Dijiang wanted to say more, but Zhu Jiuyin grabbed him and transmitted, "Big Brother, what are you doing? If you really fight Taiyi here, it won't end well for our Wu Clan... If it comes to blows, with the Chaos Bell ringing repeatedly, everyone in the Wu Clan except the Great Wu and Ancestral Wu will be shaken to death. What are you thinking? He's softened his stance—just let him go."

Dijiang listened to Zhu Jiuyin's words and nodded. "Alright, this isn't entirely your fault. You may go." Then he turned his gaze to Yun Ting. "Boy, not bad. You had the sense not to let them fight on Mount Buzhou. But... Taiyi's sudden attack was partly your doing. This matter still needs an explanation."

"System, can I beat Dijiang's strength?" Yun Ting asked directly in his mind.

"Ding. Dijiang. Strength: physical cultivation at Quasi-Saint Initial, no Primordial Spirit. Traits: Missing Wisdom (Black), Space Law (Purple), Ancestral Witch Body (Purple), Pangu Bloodline (Red)... According to this system's analysis, you can't beat him. Calling your father to fight him for you is more reliable." Inside the system space, A Certain Lady frowned.

Yun Ting burst out laughing at this and said to Dijiang, "An explanation? You just demanded one from Taiyi, and now you're demanding one from me—that's bullying a child... Aren't you ashamed? Fine, I'll give you one. I am of the direct bloodline of Father God Pangu. Fighting on Mount Buzhou gives me an advantage. Beating Zhunti raises my cultivation. Elsewhere, it's inconvenient for me to strike at him directly. Since so many Great Powers are gathered here today, I took the chance to fight him. Is that explanation enough?"

Gou Mang spoke up. "Wait—beating Zhunti really lets you break through?"

Yun Ting nodded. "Obviously. Zhunti is an Innate Spiritual Root that took form. You're a Yimu Ancestral Witch. Beat him senseless, drain his origin to supplement yourself, and you'll definitely take form. Maybe you'll even grow a Primordial Spirit."

At this, Gou Mang grinned naively. "Big Brother, see? He says I might become our Wu Clan's wise man someday..."

Dijiang looked speechless. "Second Brother, you're confused. We're the Wu Clan. What use is a Primordial Spirit? A strong body is enough. Today, I have to make things difficult for this brat. After all, the Three Pure Ones always claim to be Pangu's orthodox lineage."

Yun Ting chuckled. "My father was born from Pangu's Primordial Spirit. How could I not be Pangu's orthodox lineage?"

Dijiang laughed coldly. "We were born from Father God's essence blood. Whether we're orthodox or not—that's still up for debate."

"Ding. Quest issued. Dijiang shows no reverence for the Heavenly Dao. Spar with him. Your Chaos Sword Body's physical strength is no less than a Wu Clan body. Collide with him physically. Reward: one drop of Pangu Essence Blood." Inside the system space, A Certain Lady seemed to hear something, frowned, and issued the quest.

"Dijiang. Come, fight." With that, Yun Ting beckoned with his hand and threw a punch.

Dijiang laughed. "You're a straightforward kid. Take this punch." He met it with only his physical strength. Yun Ting was knocked back three steps, his face flushed red. "In thirty thousand years, I'll come to Mount Buzhou in person and fight you. Agreed?"

Dijiang nodded. "Fine. Go."

Yun Ting grinned. "You're also of Father God Pangu's bloodline, so I'll give you a word of advice. The Heavenly Dao is not close—but it must not be disrespected." With that, he left.

The other Great Powers also dispersed, leaving only East King Duke, who hadn't moved. Well, he was pinned under Houtu and Xuanming's feet and couldn't move...

Inside the Purple Firmament Palace, Hongjun watched Dijiang leading the Twelve Ancestral Witches against the Three Pure Ones and laughed heartily. "Good. Let them fight... I need to find a way to strengthen the Three Pure Ones. After the third lecture, I'll give them more treasures. The fiercer the fighting, the better. Di Jun and Taiyi need strengthening too."

As he muttered, the Heavenly Dao Dharma Wheel spun and reminded him, "That child Tong Tian—I find him quite good. He knows to revere the Heavenly Dao... Very good. In the future, grant him more fortune. During the Conferred God era, do not make things difficult for him."

Hongjun indicated his understanding and thought to himself, "This Yun Ting sure knows how to play the game..."