Trading for the Sea Calming Divine Beads

Hongjun's figure faded away, and the gates of Zixiao Palace burst open with a thunderous roar.

The deathly stillness within the hall shattered in an instant. Countless figures transformed into streaks of light, scrambling to rush out of the palace gates, their sights set on the Treasure Distribution Rock beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens!

Wu Ming's mind stirred, and he transmitted a voice to Dijiang beside him: "Dijiang, you're the fastest. Head to the Treasure Distribution Rock immediately."

"Remember, ignore everything else. You must find the Twenty-Four Dinghai Divine Pearls."

"That set of pearls is extremely compatible with your Space Law. You have to secure them."

Dijiang's figure paused almost imperceptibly, then he caught on and nodded to Wu Ming.

His form flickered, Space Law flowing as he merged directly into the void. The next instant, he had crossed immeasurable distances, teleporting toward the Treasure Distribution Rock at a speed far surpassing other great powers.

Chaotic energy surged violently. The Treasure Distribution Rock floated in the void, its surface shimmering with treasure light, faintly revealing countless spiritual treasures rising and sinking within.

Yet when Dijiang arrived first, he froze.

Where was the scene of radiant treasure light and treasures raining down like a storm?

The Treasure Distribution Rock stood empty and bare, with only a few low-grade and mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures lying there, emitting a faint glow and exuding an aura of "I'm utterly ordinary."

"This..." Dijiang frowned, sweeping his Divine Thought to confirm there was no oversight.

Had he come too late? Impossible—he was confident his speed had placed him among the very first batch.

Despite his doubts, Dijiang still collected those few low-grade and mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures. Even a mosquito's leg is meat.

Before long, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti, along with Di Jun and Taiyi of the Demon Race, and other top-tier great powers arrived.

Right behind them, Wu Ming and the other Ancestral Witches also reached the spot.

Seeing the sparse few treasures on the Treasure Distribution Rock and Dijiang's slightly puzzled expression, Wu Ming quickly understood.

"So, Hongjun had already made arrangements," Wu Ming mused inwardly.

"The treasures on this rock aren't visible to everyone, nor attainable by all. It all depends on fate—or rather, the fate set by the Heavenly Dao."

Sure enough, what followed confirmed his guess.

The Three Pure Ones stepped forward. Taiqing flicked the Taiji Diagram, and dozens of beams of treasure light flew into his sleeve, among them no lack of High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Yuanshi offered up the Pangu Banner and gave it a gentle shake, sweeping away a large swath of treasures.

Tongtian was the most unrestrained. With a hearty laugh, his sword light coiled around, and over a hundred various treasures were pocketed by him, a dazzling array that made onlookers burn with envy.

Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti also reaped a rich harvest, each collecting dozens of treasures.

But when it came to other great powers, the situation was vastly different.

Some stepped forward and could only see three or five low-grade treasures—better than nothing.

Others couldn't see anything at all and could only stare blankly, fuming with frustration.

"What's going on? Where are the treasures?"

"Why can they take so many, while I can only see these?"

"Unfair! The Heavenly Dao is unjust!"

Complaints and protests rose one after another.

Wu Ming watched it all, his expression calm.

He led the Ancestral Witches forward.

In the end, aside from Wu Ming and Houtu each obtaining a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the other Ancestral Witches only collected one or two low-grade or mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures—barely better than nothing.

Soon, all the treasures on the Treasure Distribution Rock that could be sensed by the crowd were taken.

Just as everyone was about to leave, Wu Ming made a move that left them all stunned.

He walked up to the Treasure Distribution Rock, extended his massive hand, and with a surge of Magic Power, directly covered the entire stone cliff!

Wum—!

The Treasure Distribution Rock shook violently, then was uprooted by Wu Ming, shrinking continuously until it became the size of a palm and fell into his grasp.

"!!!"

"What is he doing?"

"He took the Treasure Distribution Rock?!"

"Holy shit! You can do that?!"

Everyone was utterly shocked.

This rock, capable of bearing so many Innate Spiritual Treasures, was undoubtedly extraordinary in material. Even if it wasn't an Innate Spiritual Treasure itself, it was definitely a top-tier refining material!

They had been so focused on grabbing the treasures that none of them thought to take the cliff itself!

"This object has a fate with my Witch Clan," Wu Ming said flatly as he stored the Treasure Distribution Rock away.

The crowd: "..."

Fate my ass!

You were just faster!

But then again, with so many people present just now, Wu Ming was the only one who thought of it and actually acted.

What could you do about it?

Fight it out?

Looking at the twelve Ancestor Witches bristling with Sha Qi standing behind Wu Ming, then weighing their own strength, most people wisely chose silence.

Di Jun shot Wu Ming a deep look, grabbed Taiyi who wanted to speak, turned around, and departed as a rainbow.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the others also left one after another.

Just then, Wu Ming spoke up.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, please hold a moment."

Tongtian, who was about to leave, stopped in his tracks and looked at Wu Ming with some surprise: "Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, what is it?"

Wu Ming stepped forward and got straight to the point: "Among the spiritual treasures you obtained at the Treasure Distribution Rock, are there the Twenty-Four Dinghai Divine Pearls?"

Tongtian was startled, then a flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had indeed obtained that set of beads, but how did Wu Ming know?

Tongtian remained composed, and with a thought, twenty-four beads radiating a hazy treasure light and pulsing with the fluctuations of Space Law floated in his palm.

"These are exactly them. How did Fellow Daoist Wu Ming know?"

Wu Ming looked at the twenty-four beads, then glanced at Dijiang beside him.

Tongtian followed his gaze and immediately understood.

The Dinghai Divine Pearls contained Space Law!

And Dijiang was the Ancestor Witch of Space!

"I see." Tongtian smiled freely. "Fellow Daoist Wu Ming wants to exchange this treasure for Fellow Daoist Dijiang?"

Wu Ming nodded and directly took out the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure he had just obtained.

"Correct. I am willing to exchange this treasure for your set of Dinghai Divine Pearls. What do you say?"

Tongtian was straightforward by nature and disliked scheming. He had no particular attachment to this set of beads; he primarily cultivated the Sword Dao, and Space Law was of little use to him.

"Hahaha!" Tongtian laughed heartily. "So that's it! These beads are indeed useless to me. Since Fellow Daoist Dijiang needs them, swapping is no trouble at all!"

He very readily handed the Twenty-Four Dinghai Divine Pearls to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming took the beads and passed them to Dijiang.

Dijiang received the beads, felt the resonance with his own Law, a joyful expression appearing on his face. He gave Tongtian a solemn bow: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Tongtian!"

Wu Ming also cupped his hands toward Tongtian: "Thank you for your generosity, Fellow Daoist."

"The Witch Clan will remember this."

"Today, the Witch Clan owes you a karmic debt. If you ever have need in the future, the Witch Clan will repay it."

Hearing this, a sharp light flashed in Tongtian's eyes, and he laughed heartily: "Well said! Well said!"

He put away the treasure, nodded to Wu Ming and the Ancestor Witches, then transformed into a streak of sword light and shot into the Primordial Wilderness.

Wu Ming watched Tongtian's departing back and nodded slightly.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Hongyun, who was preparing to leave with Zhen Yuanzi in the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun."

Hongyun's figure paused. He turned around, a complex expression on his face.

Wu Ming looked at him calmly: "If you have made up your mind, you may come to Pangu Hall on Buzhou Mountain to find me."

Hearing this, Hongyun's body trembled almost imperceptibly. His lips moved, but in the end, it only turned into a sigh. He cupped his hands toward Wu Ming without speaking.

Wu Ming said no more and nodded to Zhen Yuanzi.

"Let's go. Back to Buzhou Mountain."

He waved his hand grandly, and together with the twelve Ancestor Witches, they transformed into thirteen streaks of light, shooting toward the pillar-like mountain that stood at the center of the Primordial Wilderness.