Xuanxiao: This One Doesn't Count-I Can't Eat It

Xuanxiao watched Xing Tian's work and shook his head. "You sure know how to slack off. This doesn't count. I wanted Zhunti's leg to make soup. This one doesn't count—I can't eat it."

Jumang said, "Young friend Xuanxiao, you're still young. This thing is actually edible."

Xuanxiao shook his head. "Then keep it and eat it yourself. I want the left leg."

Jumang nodded, snatched the great axe from Xing Tian's hands, and said, "When are you going to finish chopping? I'll do it." As he spoke, he began hacking at Zhunti's left leg with all his might.

Zhunti cursed loudly, "Hey! Why are you only chopping me? My Senior Brother is also a Spirit Root Transformation!"

Xuanxiao's eyes lit up. "Your Senior Brother Jieyin is also a Spirit Root Transformation? Are you sure?"

Zhunti nodded. "That's right. My Senior Brother transformed from the innate spiritual root Bitter Bamboo. That's why his complexion usually looks so bitter."

Xuanxiao nodded. "You think it's unfair that I'm only chopping you and not him, don't you? That's easy. Why not chop both of you?"

Zhunti realized he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly said, "I'll cut off one of my own arms to protect my Senior Brother."

Xuanxiao was speechless. "Fine. Leave one arm and one leg behind, and you two can get lost." Then he turned his gaze toward the Witch Clan and said, "The Dao Ancestor has Merged with the Dao. There'll still be plenty of fun in the war between the Witch Clan and the demon race. Our demon race has already taken control of the Heavenly Court. What about your Witch Clan? You haven't even fully taken control of Buzhou Mountain, yet you still want to fight us?"

Jumang's expression turned cold. "Hmph. It won't be long before our Witch Clan controls Buzhou Mountain. Just you wait."

Xuanxiao threw his head back and laughed. "Good. I want to see how you unify Buzhou Mountain." With that, he took Taiyi back to the Heavenly Court. Dijun asked, "Mystic Emperor, why didn't you eliminate those two Ancestral Witches just now?"

Xuanxiao shook his head. "There was no need to eliminate them. After all, we still need them to go back and deliver the message, provoking Dijiang into causing trouble, don't we?"

Dijun was speechless. "You tricked the Witch Clan into unifying Buzhou Mountain? Could that benefit us?"

Xuanxiao nodded. "Of course it will. Where are Nuwa and Fuxi's dojo?"

Kunpeng clapped his hands when he heard this. "Demon Emperor, Mystic Emperor, this plan is brilliant! By mocking the Witch Clan for lacking the ability to unify Buzhou Mountain, we'll spur them into action. Those Witches don't have much sense, so they'll naturally purge all the powerful beings across Buzhou Mountain. The Qilin Clan, Nuwa, and Fuxi are all in Buzhou Mountain. After the Witch Clan makes this move, they may join our Heavenly Court to get revenge."

Just as they had expected, inside Pangu Hall on Buzhou Mountain, the Ancestral Witches were holding a meeting. Dijiang said, "Brothers, that demon-race Mystic Emperor mocked us for not even having unified Buzhou Mountain. He also said that the demon race rules the heavens while the Witch Clan rules the earth, sneering at us. What should we do?"

The hot-tempered Zhurong said, "What's so difficult about unifying Buzhou Mountain? Just drive away all the other races. Wouldn't that solve everything?"

Xuanming was speechless. "You Ancestral Witches don't need to eat, but do the Lesser Witches not need to eat either? If you drive everyone away, are we supposed to eat you?"

Zhu Jiuyin silently pondered for a while before saying, "To secure the outside, we must first stabilize the inside. Our Witch Clan has lived on Buzhou Mountain for ages, hunting everywhere. How many powerful beings on Buzhou Mountain have no ties to other creatures? Why don't we simply drive away all the powerful beings?"

Houtu voiced her objection. "That doesn't seem appropriate, does it? After all, Fuxi and his sister have never had any enmity with us. Should we really attack them for no reason? You should know that Nuwa is the Dao Ancestor's disciple."

Xuanming said, "For the sake of our Witch Clan, we can't worry about so much. At worst, we can deal with Nuwa and the others last. Let's handle the other powerful beings first."

Thus, the Ancestral Witches began driving away the powerful beings throughout Mount Sumeru. For example, Nine Spirit Yuan Sheng of the lion clan had been living peacefully with a group of large lions on the grasslands at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. Out of nowhere, Xuanming pinned him down and beat him up, even demanding that he leave Buzhou Mountain's territory. He was so aggrieved that he immediately took his offspring to the Heavenly Court and joined them.

...Quite a few members of other races were also beaten away like this and fled to join the demon race.

Then, one day half a year later, inside Fuxi's cave dwelling, Fuxi was studying his Eight Trigrams when he suddenly furrowed his brows. "Little Sister, today's divination is extremely ominous. Something may happen."

Nuwa asked doubtfully, "The two of us are both Quasi-Saints. As long as someone has a primordial spirit, they wouldn't come looking for trouble with us, would they?"

As they were speaking, Xuanming came to their door and said, "Sister Nuwa, Eldest Brother Dijiang has ordered that no Quasi-Saint powerful beings other than members of the Witch Clan may remain within Buzhou Mountain's territory. I've specially brought two elder brothers to help you siblings move."

Nuwa's pretty face froze. "What the hell... My brother and I have lived on Buzhou Mountain ever since we transformed. What gives you the right to act so tyrannically?"

Zhurong's fiery temper didn't care whether Nuwa was a beauty or not. He immediately retorted, "So what? Buzhou Mountain now belongs to the Witch Clan. All the other races must leave. Eldest Brother Dijiang said that anyone who refuses to listen will be driven out by force. Our second brother and the others have already gone to drive away the Qilin Clan."

Fuxi looked at Nuwa. "Sigh, these fellows have no primordial spirits. There's no reasoning with them. Let's move. There are so many famous mountains in the Primordial Wilderness—why worry that you and I won't have a place to live?"

Nuwa still pouted unhappily, but Fuxi was unwilling to use force, so he simply dragged Nuwa away.