Who Says Ancestral Witches Have No Brains, Dijiang's Brain Isn't Bad

Dijiang saw Dong Wanggong speak like this and said, "Everyone, please pause for a moment. Dong Wanggong is, after all, the head of the male immortals personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor, so beating him directly isn't very good... How about letting my two sisters beat him up to vent everyone's anger?"

Taiyi's eyes lit up and he said, "That's a good idea. Since he's the head of the male immortals, why not have the female immortals beat him up instead?"

Xuanxiao said, "Actually, you can all beat him. You must know... this is right outside Purple Heaven Palace. If the Dao Ancestor didn't want to see them getting beaten, he would have intervened long ago. It's obvious he tacitly approves."

Taiyi asked, "Young friend Xuanxiao, will it really be okay to beat up this Dong Wanggong?"

Xuanxiao replied, "Everyone here is a primordial deity and demon. Isn't choosing a male or female form entirely up to one's preference? Is it really that difficult to change into a female form, stomp Dong Wanggong a good beating, and then change back?"

Dong Wanggong's expression changed and he said, "Don't listen to him..."

Xuanming said, "Then my sister Houtu and I should go first. You guys can adjust your genders first." With that, Xuanming kicked Dong Wanggong over and, pulling Houtu along, they began to stomp him viciously. Nuwa watched the spectacle and also charged forward.

After the three beauties had their fill of stomping... Dong Wanggong was covered in footprints. Well, this head of the male immortals looked rather pathetic, which posed quite an obstacle to the future establishment of the Immortal Court.

Hongjun, inside Purple Cloud Palace, couldn't stand it any longer and sent Haotian out, saying, "Everyone, the Dao Ancestor has decreed that no fighting is allowed in front of Purple Cloud Palace."

Dijun suggested, "Three Immortals, why not stop for now? The Dao Ancestor is already displeased, and fighting outside Purple Heaven Palace doesn't look good. How about dragging him back to the Primordial World to finish the fight?"

Nuwa nodded and said, "Yes, let's not fight for now. Otherwise, next time when the Dao is being preached, if the Dao Ancestor doesn't allow it, it will be troublesome."

Dijiang said, "Then you've suffered a disadvantage. We Wu clan will take him back to beat him for a few days before releasing him back to the Primordial World. After all, the Dao of the Primordial Spirit that Hongjun talks about has nothing to do with our Wu clan, and we won't be coming next time."

Dong Wanggong cursed, "Xuanxiao, you beast, you violated the Dao Ancestor's decree to beat me. When the next sermon is given, I will definitely report you."

Xuanxiao was furious and said, "How dare you call me a beast? You must know that I am a direct descendant of the Three Pure Ones, the Orthodox Descendant of Pangu. Calling me a beast is like calling the Three Pure Ones beasts, and calling the Three Pure Ones beasts is like calling Father Pangu a beast. You..."

At this moment, Dijiang stepped in and said, "Nonsense, boy. If we're talking about the Orthodox Descendant of Pangu, it should be my Twelve Ancestral Witches."

Xuanxiao retorted, "No, if we're talking about the Orthodox Descendant of Pangu, my three elders were transformed from Father Pangu's Primordial Spirit, so naturally, we should be considered the Orthodox Descendant of Pangu."

Zhu Jiuyin held back Dijiang and said to Laozi, "We can overlook this with a child, but fellow Daoist Taiqing must admit that my Wu clan is the Orthodox Descendant of Pangu."

Laozi was instantly speechless, thinking, "What should I do? If I admit the Wu clan is the Orthodox Descendant of Pangu, will I still have any face? If I don't admit it... currently, there are three of us, plus this child Xuanxiao makes four. We can't defeat the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

He looked at his two younger brothers and, forcing himself, said, "As my Three Pure Ones were transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, we should be the orthodox descendants. The Wu clan is also a branch of Pangu. Why argue?"

Dijiang said, "Good. Since you say the Three Pure Ones are the Orthodox Descendant of Pangu, then three thousand years from now, there will be a battle on Kunlun Mountain. Whoever wins will be the Orthodox Descendant of Pangu, how about it?" In his heart, he thought, "Laozi has the Heaven and Earth Black and Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above his head, he can really take a beating. After we finish beating up Dong Wanggong and our cultivation improves, three thousand years should be enough."

Laozi stroked his beard and said, "So be it." In his heart, he thought: At least now we definitely can't defeat them. As for what happens in three thousand years? We'll talk about it in three thousand years.

And so, the first sermon in the Primordial World ended, and everyone dispersed.