Luo Hou: My Home Was Robbed?

After Xuanxiao's explanation, Gou Chen became even more enthusiastic about collecting Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

The two traveled and searched along the way, collecting Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Before they knew it, they had entered the western lands of the Primordial World.

"As expected, that crafty old fox Luo Hou had prepared a fallback for himself long ago. Could Hongjun suffer a major loss at his hands in the end?" The moment he entered the western Underworld Realm, Xuanxiao keenly sensed something strange about the western Spiritual Veins and couldn't help thinking to himself.

"Hmph. You and Hongjun are fighting fiercely, and I can't be bothered with that. You secretly schemed against the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes, and I could turn a blind eye to that as well. But if you dare blow up the Primordial World, wouldn't that be the same as blowing up my home right under its owner's nose? I absolutely won't tolerate that!" Xuanxiao wore an expression of deep dissatisfaction and muttered under his breath.

With that, Xuanxiao lightly pointed toward the Spiritual Veins underground, and a nimble Spirit Light instantly sank into them.

In an instant, the Demonic Qi filling the Spiritual Veins was covered layer by layer by the Spirit Light.

As long as this Spirit Light remained, Xuanxiao could sever Luo Hou's control over the Demonic Qi at any time and counter Luo Hou's moves.

Xuanxiao had no intention of directly eliminating the Demonic Qi Luo Hou had left in the Spiritual Veins.

He had already made his calculations: if Luo Hou didn't detonate the Demonic Qi, then so be it. But if he dared to act rashly, Xuanxiao would make him taste regret.

"Master, what are you doing?" Gou Chen watched Xuanxiao with intense curiosity, his eyes filled with confusion.

The Demonic Qi Luo Hou had left in the Spiritual Veins was extremely well hidden. Even Hongjun had failed to detect it, let alone Gou Chen, who was only at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm.

The corners of Xuanxiao's lips lifted slightly. With a hint of malicious amusement, he said, "Nothing much. I merely added an 'insurance lock' to these Spiritual Veins and prepared a 'surprise' for Luo Hou. I hope he'll 'like' my generous gift."

"Looks like Luo Hou is in for some bad luck." Gou Chen thought this to himself.

Although he wasn't entirely sure who the Luo Hou Xuanxiao had schemed against was, he understood that anyone Xuanxiao took such pains to scheme against would definitely meet a terrible end.

"Let's go. We need to investigate these western lands thoroughly. I want to see exactly how much Demonic Qi that bastard Luo Hou left in the Spiritual Veins." After saying this, Xuanxiao took Gou Chen and searched throughout the western lands.

On this trip, Xuanxiao's method of collecting Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures could only be described as "stripping the fields bare." He had practically swept up every treasure he could find.

However, on the surface, the areas they passed through still appeared full of life.

That was because every time Xuanxiao collected Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, he would set up a clever illusion array to delay the time it took the Demon Race to discover anything unusual.

Xuanxiao understood the situation very well. By now, many of the western creatures had already been secretly controlled by Luo Hou's Dao Heart Seed Demon Divine Ability.

Since Luo Hou had dared to entertain the thought of blowing up the Spiritual Veins of the Primordial World, how could he leave the Demon Race any cultivation resources?

At the same time, the Demon Race also sensed that something was wrong in the west.

At first, they were worried that Luo Hou would find out and punish them severely, so they planned to investigate the situation thoroughly before reporting it.

However, as the investigation deepened, the terror in their hearts grew stronger.

Nearly half of all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the west had mysteriously vanished. The Demon Race was now struggling even to maintain normal cultivation.

Faced with such a serious matter, how could they dare keep hiding it?

They immediately hurried to report the matter to Luo Hou, who was stirring up a war between the Three Clans in the east.

"My home was robbed!!!" When Luo Hou learned of the news from the western headquarters, he froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.

Immediately afterward, Luo Hou fell into a fit of extreme rage and roared, "Damn it! Which reckless bastard dared to steal my lair while I was away?"

However, no matter how Luo Hou used his Divine Abilities to divine the truth, he couldn't obtain even the slightest information about the mastermind.

This made him even more uneasy, like an ant on a hot pan.

With his lair robbed, Luo Hou no longer had the mind to continue sowing discord among the Three Clans.

At that moment, he wanted only to capture the audacious bastard who had dared to attack his foundation.

"What on earth has gotten into Luo Hou? Judging by the direction he left in, could something major have happened in the west?" Hongjun had been closely watching Luo Hou's movements, so he naturally noticed his abnormal behavior. He couldn't help feeling puzzled and instinctively looked toward the west.

Hongjun activated his Divine Ability and performed a divination. He soon learned why Luo Hou had hurried back to the west.

He immediately laughed schadenfreude-filled laughter and said, "So Luo Hou's nest was raided. No wonder he rushed back in such a panic."

Over the years, Hongjun and Luo Hou had used the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes as chess pieces, openly and secretly struggling against each other and clashing many times.

Hongjun had lost more often than he had won. Now that he saw Luo Hou suffer a setback, even someone as detached by nature as Hongjun couldn't help feeling a trace of joy.

"But which fellow Daoist did this? Even if Luo Hou has devoted most of his energy to stirring up conflict among the Three Clans, there are truly only a handful of beings in the Primordial Wilderness capable of stealing the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures from the west without making a sound. Could Fellow Daoist Yang Mei have made a move?" Hongjun slightly furrowed his brow and pondered inwardly.

After all, he had learned from the information of the Heavenly Dao long ago that Yang Mei was a Space Demon God who had retained all his memories and cultivated the Space Great Dao. He indeed possessed the ability to plunder all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the west without anyone noticing.

But soon, Hongjun rejected his own guess. "No. Although Fellow Daoist Yang Mei has such ability, he should still be unable to completely block my and Luo Hou's divinations. Could it be... Dao Venerable?"

At the thought of Xuanxiao, Hongjun's eyes instantly lit up.

"If Dao Venerable is willing to lend me a hand, perhaps I can defeat Luo Hou this time." Hongjun began calculating inwardly.

Over the years of fighting Luo Hou, Hongjun had truly suffered quite a lot and had been at a disadvantage most of the time.

This was unavoidable. Although Luo Hou cultivated the Demonic Great Dao, he had inherited the Inherited Memory of the Destruction Chaos Demon God—and likely quite a lot of it at that. His strength far surpassed that of Hongjun, an original native Innate Divine Being of the Primordial World.

The reason Hongjun had been able to contend with Luo Hou for so many years was entirely because the Immortal Great Dao he cultivated was more compatible with the current Primordial World, thus earning him greater favor from the Heavenly Dao.

But even so, Hongjun estimated that if he fought Luo Hou to the death, his odds of victory would be only thirty percent.

"Looks like I'll have to make a trip to the west as well." Hongjun muttered to himself. Before his voice had even faded, his figure vanished into the boundless void.

Elsewhere, Yang Mei sensed the disturbance in the west through divination and instantly guessed that it was Xuanxiao's doing.

Ever since learning that Xuanxiao had not perished, Yang Mei had rarely left his Daoist temple, constantly worrying that he might encounter Xuanxiao.

Back then, the Chaos Demon Gods had chosen to oppose Pangu and Xuanxiao, and Xuanxiao had exhausted himself to death during that World Creation battle.

Now that he knew Xuanxiao had been reincarnated, he didn't dare guarantee that Xuanxiao wouldn't settle old scores with him.

Moreover, his current strength was already far inferior to the power he had possessed as the Space Demon God.

Even during the Chaos Era, Yang Mei had never dared underestimate Xuanxiao.

Especially during that World Creation battle, Xuanxiao had fought alone against countless Chaos Demon Gods in a bloody battle, including the Destruction Demon God, who had been born before him. That brutal battle had made Yang Mei deeply understand that Xuanxiao's strength was in no way inferior to his own.

Now that he had reincarnated into the Primordial World, Yang Mei was even more convinced that Pangu must have left plenty of good things for his younger brother, Xuanxiao.

Thinking about it this way, Xuanxiao's current strength was certainly above that of Yang Mei, who had transformed from the Innate Willow Body.

Furthermore, Yang Mei had already faintly sensed that the Heavenly Dao's attitude toward Innate Divine Beings like them, who carried the aura of Chaos, was not particularly friendly. Under these circumstances, Yang Mei was even less willing to encounter the ominous star Xuanxiao.

At that moment, Xuanxiao, who was in the west, suddenly raised his head and looked toward the void. A smile appeared on his face. "Old friend, I've found you! I'll go looking for you after I deal with Luo Hou."