Old Ancestor, I Was Just Late

"Moo~~" x2

Two muffled cries rang out as the Green Ox and Kui Ox, pulling the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage, advanced into the Chaos beyond the heavens.

Lying in the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage, Shi Yu crossed his legs, leisurely watching the rapidly changing scenery outside.

Last time he was the one being ridden, this time he could finally rest.

"Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, go!"

As they were about to break through the thirty-sixth heaven, Taiqing deployed the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda to shield the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage from the intrusion of the chaotic gales.

After an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at the plaza outside Zixiao Palace. However, there were already quite a few people in the plaza this time.

Zhunti, with a pained expression, and Jieyin, gaunt and sallow, had already been waiting at the entrance of Zixiao Palace, anticipating the opening of the doors.

"Duang~"

A crisp bell chime sounded as Tai Yi and Di Jun arrived with the Chaos Bell above their heads.

"Senior Brother Yuanshi, this must be the Dragon Clan's treasure, the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage, right? I've been searching for it for a long time, I never expected it to be with you!"

Tai Yi flickered and appeared before the Sanqing, scrutinizing the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage.

"Senior Brother Yuanshi, name your price!"

"As long as it's within the capabilities of my brother and me, we can agree to anything, as long as you transfer this imperial carriage to me."

"How about it?"

After the last sermon concluded, Tai Yi and Di Jun had already begun to establish their own forces.

The brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi followed the path of "Only I Am Supreme," and to achieve enlightenment, they had to become supreme beings dominating the Primordial World. To this end, they gathered all the spirits and monsters in the world and founded the Demon Clan.

And to unify the Primordial World, they had to conquer the Dragon Clan, that colossal entity, the dominant clan of the last Kalpa.

The path of "Only I Am Supreme" was about controlling immortals and gods, ruling all beings, and transcending the Primordial World!

The Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage was indispensable to them, as it could be used to suppress the Dragon Clan and force them to join the Demon Clan.

The Ancestor Dragon of the Dragon-Han Tribulation and the Beast King Shen Ni of the Fierce Beasts Tribulation had both walked this great path, but both had failed.

"You want this Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage to intimidate the Dragon Clan?"

"Hahahaha, interesting!"

"But this is a gift from my junior nephew, there is absolutely no possibility of giving it to you!"

With that, Yuanshi flicked his sleeve and left, leaving only his departing back for Tai Yi...

Tai Yi stared at Yuanshi's retreating figure, his expression darkening. How could Yuanshi be so disrespectful...

At this moment, Di Jun patted his shoulder and whispered, "Tai Yi, don't rush. This matter requires careful consideration!"

"I'll listen to everything Brother says. At worst, I'll personally go to the East Sea and use force to suppress these ignorant dragons!"

"Hahaha, where is little Yu Zi?"

"We haven't seen each other in ages, why don't you come to the Wu Clan to play with us!"

Before they were seen, their voices were heard. The twelve divine bodies broke through the Chaos and descended from the sky, landing on the Zixiao Palace plaza.

"Master, my friends are here, I'll go say hello!"

"If I'm not back in a while, then you can go inside!"

Seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witches arrive, Shi Yu first bid farewell to the Sanqing and walked towards the Ancestral Witches.

"Esteemed Ancestral Witches, it has been a long time, your cultivation has grown significantly!"

The Ancestral Witches were each enveloped in a chilling aura of killing intent, their Blood Essence surging to the heavens. They were indeed worthy of being called the Wu Clan, who adhered to the principle that strength begets law.

The strongest, Ancestral Witch Di Jiang, had already reached the Quasi-Saint cultivation level, making him a top expert in the current Primordial World.

Even the weakest, Ancestral Witch Xuanming, was already at the late stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal. The rest were only one step away from Quasi-Saint. The Ancestral Witches were truly worthy of being born from Pangu's essence blood, they were formidable...

"Not at all, not at all~"

"Your cultivation has also grown, you're already at the middle stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal!"

Houtu smiled slightly at Shi Yu and teased, "Little Yu Zi, haven't you been cultivating properly!"

"Cultivating is too boring~"

"I don't really like cultivating, I prefer alchemy, artifact refining, and formation arrays. These are much more interesting than cultivating!"

"Oh, Shi Yu, you can also refine pills~"

A crisp and melodious female voice sounded in Shi Yu's ear. Nuwa and the great god Fuxi arrived together.

"Greetings, Aunt Nuwa, Uncle Fuxi!"

"Why be so formal, we're all family!"

"Oh my, the Esteemed Ancestral Witches are here too. Greetings, Esteemed Ancestral Witches!"

"Greetings, Daoist Friend Nuwa, Daoist Friend Fuxi!"

The Ancestor Witches' expressions turned grim upon seeing Fuxi and Nuwa.

During the last epoch, Tai Yi and Di Jun frequently visited Nuwa and Fuxi on Mount Buzhou, attempting to recruit them into the Demon Clan...

As the sworn enemies of the Wu Clan, Di Jun and Tai Yi, and anyone associated with them, would naturally not receive a warm welcome from the Ancestor Witches!

Just then, Old Ancestor Hongjun's voice echoed from Zixiao Palace: "Disciples, enter and listen to the sermon."

Everyone tidied their robes and walked into the palace. A small, exquisitely carved child emerged from the Zixiao Palace gates and stood outside.

"Haotian, Yaochi."

"We respectfully welcome all senior brothers!"

The Sanqing glanced at Shi Yu, who was chatting with the Ancestor Witches, and intended to call him over. Just then, Ancestor Witch Houtu happened to walk over.

"You three must be Little Yu Zi's masters and uncles. I am Houtu. He and my brothers and sisters do not plan to enter and listen to the Dao, so please don't wait for him."

Taiqing nodded upon hearing this, realizing Shi Yu was once again planning to contribute to the construction of Kunlun Mountain...

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

"Aunt Nuwa, please be gentler! Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Shi Yu's wails suddenly reached their ears. They saw Nuwa, her fair fingers pinching Shi Yu's ear, gracefully approaching the entrance of Zixiao Palace.

"Shi Yu, you're not cultivating properly, are you!"

"Last epoch you were at the early stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and this epoch you've only reached the middle stage! Your talent is quite good! It's clear you've been slacking off!"

Seeing Shi Yu with his ear being pulled, Tongtian and Yuanshi prepared to intervene but were stopped by a look from Taiqing.

"This kid isn't afraid of the three of us. It's rare to find someone who can handle him today, so it's good to teach him a lesson!"

Seeing the Sanqing remain silent and allow Nuwa to pull Shi Yu's ear, Houtu couldn't stand it anymore.

"Sister Nuwa, since he doesn't want to go in, why force him? A melon twisted off the vine won't be sweet!"

"Junior Sister Houtu, this fellow isn't striving for progress. It's a waste of his excellent origins!"

Nuwa glanced at Shi Yu, who was grimacing in pain. If she weren't familiar with him, she wouldn't bother. Thinking of this, she tightened her grip slightly...

"Uncle Fuxi, save me~"

Shi Yu, writhing in pain, looked at Fuxi with pleading eyes.

Although Fuxi wanted to help him, his sister wouldn't listen to him. He returned a look of helplessness to Shi Yu...

Taiqing, seeing that Shi Yu had received a sufficient lesson, spoke up.

"Sister Nuwa, spare my disciple's life~"

"One cannot force cultivation!"

"Yes, yes, spare our eldest nephew's life!"

"He's foaming at the mouth!"

Tongtian pointed at Shi Yu, who was on the verge of collapsing, while Yuanshi was already preparing to snatch Shi Yu back.

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Nuwa looked at Shi Yu, whose ear she was still holding. She found that Shi Yu had already passed out, foaming at the mouth with his eyes closed...

"Oh dear, I used too much force!"

She quickly placed the unconscious Shi Yu on the ground. Nuwa, with her formidable Quasi-Saint cultivation, had managed to subdue Shi Yu, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal...

"Three senior brothers, I apologize~"

"It wasn't intentional, I just..."

Seeing that she had caused a major incident, Nuwa apologized. She had only genuinely wanted what was best for Shi Yu, as he was one of her few friends in the entire Primordial World...

"It's alright, this kid is tough. He'll be fine with a pill!"

"Green Ox, look after Shi Yu!"

Taiqing placed a pill into Shi Yu's mouth and then summoned Green Ox to attend to him.

As the great beings entered Zixiao Palace and the sermon was about to begin, Shi Yu, having taken the pill, gradually regained clarity, though his earlobe still throbbed with pain.

"Haotian, we should close the doors!"

Yaochi said to Haotian, who was guarding the gate with her. She was a Clear Spring of Chaos, and he was a Stubborn Stone of Chaos, both enlightened by the Dao Ancestor and taken as attendants.

"Okay, Yaochi!"

"What about those twelve?"

Haotian extended his small hand and pointed at Shi Yu and the group of Ancestor Witches who had already started playing mahjong in the Zixiao Palace square.

Excluding Houtu, who still insisted on listening to the sermon, there were exactly twelve people, forming three tables of mahjong!

"You don't need to worry about us. We voluntarily forfeit! Two junior uncles, please don't mind us!"

Shi Yu shouted loudly at Haotian and Yaochi, as he couldn't understand what the Dao Ancestor was preaching anyway.

Just as Yaochi and Haotian were about to close the door, a shout came from afar:

"Don't close the door, I haven't arrived yet!"

Old Ancestor Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi, who were late, rushed into Zixiao Palace. It was the day to pick Ginseng Fruit, which was why they were a little delayed.

"There shouldn't be anyone else this time!"

"Close the door!"

As the door was closing halfway, a hoarse voice called out again, "Don't close the door, your Old Ancestor is here!"

A blood-red stream of light shot out from the Chaos, heading straight for the great gate of Zixiao Palace.

A tall, burly old man in a black robe with a stern face emerged from the light.

Seeing that the newcomer was unfamiliar, and he didn't seem to have met him before, Haotian asked:

"Who are you?"

"You weren't among those who came to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao Ancestor preach last time, were you?"

Upon hearing this, the old man sighed and slowly said:

"I am Old Ancestor Minghe. I missed the opportunity to come to Zixiao Palace last time due to certain matters. I intended to come this time, but the Sea of Blood is too far..."

Shi Yu, who was playing Mahjong, listened with one ear to what was happening at the entrance.

"Old Ancestor Minghe..."

"We'll have to deal with him in the future, so I might as well help him!"

After confirming with the other eleven Ancestral Witches that they truly didn't want to listen to the sermon, Shi Yu's figure flickered, and he appeared outside the main entrance of Zixiao Palace.

"Little Uncle-Master Haotian, Little Uncle-Master Yaochi!"

"I think this old man is quite pitiful. Why don't we let him in?"

"Can the twelve of us trade our seats for his?"

Old Ancestor Minghe, standing to the side, looked at Shi Yu before him with some confusion, not understanding why he was helping him, as they didn't know each other.

"Young friend, why are you helping me?"

"Do you have any ulterior motives?"

"No, I'm simply doing good deeds. Senior, please don't overthink it!"

After Haotian inquired with Dao Ancestor Hongjun, he agreed to let Old Ancestor Minghe in.

"Young friend, I am Minghe. I will remember your kindness, Old Ancestor!"