Dare to Have a Go at Me?

As the gates of Zixiao Palace swung wide open, all the mighty cultivators could no longer hold themselves back. After all, entering earlier meant a slightly greater chance of obtaining a fortuitous opportunity.

Golden Crow Transforming into Rainbow, Kunpeng Ten Thousand Miles, Shrink Ground into Inches, Escape Earth Golden Light—one Innate Divine Ability after another burst forth, while countless spiritual treasures and hidden weapons flew through the air.

Shi Yu, transformed into his true form—the Tai Xu Shui Yun He—struggled to fly while carrying his master and two martial uncles, weaving left and right to avoid danger.

"Master, I'm a Tai Xu Shui Yun He, not a Mai Ba He! I can't outfly those guys!"

"Damn, the sun's really blinding!!!"

"I can't take it anymore, Master! These guys are vicious! Their hidden weapons are actually poisoned!"

"Damn, my butt's done for!"

Shi Yu twisted his neck and saw a ghastly white Bone Arrow sticking out of his crane rump, glowing with a faint green light.

"Hahahahaha, Little Yu Zi!"

"Your Third Martial Uncle will cure the poison. Just keep flying!" Tongtian said with a chuckle as he looked at the Bone Arrow in the crane's rump. With a wave of his Purple Immortal Sword, the Bone Arrow instantly turned to dust.

Seeing more and more people fly into Zixiao Palace, Yuanshi's expression tightened. "Eldest Brother, are we really not going to speed up?"

"Don't worry. What belongs to us cannot be taken by anyone else!"

Laozi looked at the approaching gates of Zixiao Palace and nodded slightly.

As if by some unspoken rule, once the two thousand nine hundred and ninety-eighth person entered Zixiao Palace, the ancient gates, towering ten thousand zhang high, slammed shut.

The mighty cultivators who had not made it inside widened their eyes. What kind of trick was this?

Inside Zixiao Palace

The floor was paved with pieces of jade that radiated a gentle glow. Natural Dao patterns adorned every piece.

The dome of the palace resembled a vast starry sky. Countless stars glittered, each one representing a law. Some shone brightly, while others dimmed...

Suddenly, a voice rang out inside the hall. It was like the great bell of the universe's creation, resounding in everyone's ears.

"Today, I shall expound the Dao—the mysteries of Heaven and Earth. Listening to it may illuminate the workings of creation. The Dao has no form or name. It was born from chaos, before Heaven and Earth..."

Old Ancestor Hongjun's voice abruptly stopped. Several emerald-green meditation cushions appeared in the very center of the hall.

Layers of chaotic energy wrapped around the cushions. It seemed Old Ancestor Hongjun had a rather mischievous streak.

"Yuanshi, Tongtian, it's our turn!"

Laozi's figure flashed like lightning. With a gentle wave of his sleeve, the Great Dao of Taiji unfurled. The force was like a breeze, yet it could part layer upon layer of chaotic energy.

Then, Laozi walked unhurriedly to the cushions and calmly sat down. His posture was incredibly graceful, as if everything lay within his control. The entire process flowed seamlessly, without the slightest hesitation or wasted motion.

Yuanshi followed close behind. He stood tall and straight as a pine, with an elegant, immortal bearing. The Heaven Auspicious Clouds radiated rays of light that stretched for thousands of zhang, breaking through the chaotic energy and easily claiming a cushion. He then sat down with a solemn expression.

Tongtian, meanwhile, wore a heroic expression and carried an air of boldness. He opened his palm, and a burst of Purple Lightning condensed into a Purple Immortal Sword!

"For me! Break!"

His figure merged with the sword qi, forming a bolt of purple lightning. Sword qi crisscrossed, and wherever it passed, the chaotic energy split apart on both sides as if cleaved by a sharp blade.

At this point, all three members of the Sanqing had obtained their own fortuitous opportunities. The three exchanged smiles and chatted leisurely.

"Eldest Nephew, come on~"

Tongtian waved at Shi Yu, roughly meaning that there were few spots here, so he should hurry over~

After seeing the Sanqing seize three cushions, the others finally could not stand it anymore.

"Brother! Give me a hand!"

Nuwa's eyes were filled with longing for a cushion. Her steps were light, as if she were dancing gracefully.

"Since my little sister has asked, how could I refuse?"

Fuxi wore a determined expression, his brows tightly furrowed as he constantly watched over his sister's safety.

Fuxi charged ahead, summoning his Companion Spiritual Treasure, the Fuxi Qin. As he circulated his magical power, mysterious Trigrams appeared all around him.

He fought his way toward the cushions, but even two fists could not defeat four hands. After all, how could anyone capable of entering Zixiao Palace be mediocre?

When they were only one step away from the cushions, the two were surrounded by several mighty cultivators, and a fierce battle broke out over a single cushion.

The several people surrounding Nuwa and Fuxi used nearly identical abilities, carrying a faint aura of desolation.

"Little sister, be careful. They're remnants of the previous tribulation—the Fierce Beasts!"

"But how did they get into Zixiao Palace?"

"Exactly! How did they get in?"

"Eldest Brother, look at those shameless fellows! They're ganging up on the weak!"

Tongtian was famous for his sense of justice. Seeing this, he made as if to stand up.

"Third Brother, those people have rather mysterious origins. We should avoid getting involved."

"But don't I still have my good disciple here?"

Laozi waved his hand, and a yellow-brown streak of light shot out, flying toward Shi Yu, who was watching the mighty cultivators battle.

"Tower Bro? What are you doing here?"

"Well, the Old Master told you to go save the damsel in distress. I took a look—she's absolutely incredible, a real beauty!"

"Your romantic luck has arrived!!!"

Hearing the voice of the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, Shi Yu merely chuckled and said nothing. There were only a few female cultivators listening to the Dao inside Zixiao Palace...

He was still young, just a child who had lived for a little over one cosmic era. Besides, young love was not good!

"Come on, Tower Bro will take you to save the beauty!" Without giving Shi Yu a chance to refuse, the Exquisite Pagoda dragged him away.

"Caw~~"

A yellow-brown streak of light darted through the battlefield.

"Beautiful lady, hop on the crane!"

Relying on the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda's astonishing defense, the Tai Xu Shui Yun He forcibly broke through the siege of several mighty cultivators and arrived before the two.

The Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda activated Absolute Defense, surrounding the three of them. No matter how the people outside attacked, they still could not break through the defense.

"Brother, this..."

Seeing Shi Yu break through the blockade and suddenly appear before them, Nuwa hesitated.

"My master is Taiqing..."

"Then I'll trouble you!"

Upon hearing this, Fuxi directly placed Nuwa on the back of the Tai Xu Shui Yun He and said with a smile:

"Little sister, you have a better Spiritual Root than I do!"

Then he strode out of the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, holding the Fuxi Qin and single-handedly holding back those people.

Until Nuwa had settled onto the cushion, the Fierce Beasts' attacks abruptly stopped. Moments later, they transformed into illusory shadows and dissipated.

"?????"

Nuwa, Fuxi, and Shi Yu were all left dumbfounded by this scene. What was going on?

"Little sister, do you think Saint Hongjun was playing a joke on you? Without a saint's permission, how could the Fierce Beasts have entered this place?"

"Brother, how could he? He's a saint!"

Fuxi, however, did not dwell on it. He simply stood beside Nuwa with the Fuxi Qin in hand, his expression resolute as he protected his sister. His wary gaze swept across the surroundings, preventing anyone from harming Nuwa.

"See you again if fate allows, Martial Uncles~~"

Shi Yu waved at the two of them and flew toward his master's position.

Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps it was mere luck, but Shi Yu, Nuwa, and Fuxi formed a Karmic Connection here.

Seeing that only a few cushions remained, some of the mighty cultivators grew anxious.

"Strike first to gain the advantage; strike later and suffer!"

"Kunpeng is here!"

An old man with a gloomy face snorted coldly, transformed into his true form, and flapped his enormous wings as he charged toward a cushion.

Unfortunately, someone else had also set his sights on that cushion. That person was Hong Yun. However, Hong Yun was not slow either, his figure resembling a cloud of red radiance.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, my Flowing Cloud Ancient Technique is about even with yours, isn't it? Look, we're flying just as fast!" Hong Yun said earnestly, the honest man that he was.

But in Kunpeng's ears, the words sounded entirely different. Damn it, are you saying I'm inferior? He was extremely confident in his speed.

He had seen everything Hong Yun had done in the plaza earlier. How dare this "idiot" speak like that about the speed he was most proud of? Where did he get the nerve?

Kunpeng was notorious for being narrow-minded, and he immediately flew into a rage. His feathers shimmered with a deep blue light as his speed increased once more, sending him straight toward the cushion.

"Ah~"

"Brother Hong Yun, you really brought disaster upon yourself with those words!"

Zhen Yuanzi could not bear to watch. How long had it been since Hong Yun had already offended several mighty cultivators?

He knew a little about this person's origins. He was Kunpeng of the North Sea, a mighty cultivator who ranked among the very best in the Primordial World.

"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, I'll help you!"

Zhen Yuanzi's magical power was formidable. He used the great divine ability Sleeve Universe, sweeping his sleeve to draw the surrounding chaotic energy into it before hurling it all at Kunpeng.

Kunpeng's true form was enormous. Although he was renowned for his speed, even he could not withstand Zhen Yuanzi's sudden attack.

With Zhen Yuanzi's help, Hong Yun snatched the sixth cushion in an instant. He excitedly cast a grateful look at Zhen Yuanzi, who merely smiled and nodded.

"Good! Very good!"

"You two actually schemed against me!"

Kunpeng showed no intention of giving up. Instead, he spread his wings and flew toward the final cushion.

After taking his seat, he saw Hong Yun in red sitting beside him. He was so furious that his beard bristled and his feathers stood on end, flames of anger flickering in his eyes.

"You're Hong Yun, right?"

"When we get out, let's have a go at each other. I'll make you fly!"

"Hm? Fellow Daoist, we have no grudge against each other, do we?"

"You stole my cushion and insulted my divine ability!" Kunpeng knitted his brows and clenched his fists. "I may not repay kindness, but when someone wrongs me, I have always repaid it without fail!"

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