Luo Hou: My Home Was Raided?

After Xuanxiao's explanation, Gou Chen became increasingly eager to collect Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

The two traveled together, searching for and gathering Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures along the way. Before they knew it, they had stepped into the western lands of the Primordial World.

"As expected, that scheming Luohu had long prepared a backup plan for himself. Could it be that Hongjun will ultimately suffer a great loss at his hands?" The moment he set foot in the western region, Xuanxiao keenly sensed the abnormality in the western spirit veins and couldn't help pondering to himself.

"Hmph, you and Hongjun can fight tooth and nail—I couldn't care less. You can secretly scheme against the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes, and I'll turn a blind eye. But if you dare to blow up this Primordial World, isn't that the same as blowing up my home right under my nose as its master? That I absolutely cannot tolerate!" Xuanxiao grumbled with a face full of displeasure.

With that, he lightly tapped the underground spirit vein, and a nimble Spirit Light instantly sank into it.

In an instant, the Demonic Qi permeating the spirit vein was layered over and sealed by this Spirit Light.

As long as this Spirit Light existed, Xuanxiao could cut off Luohu's control over the Demonic Qi within it at any time and counter Luohu in turn.

Xuanxiao had no intention of directly erasing the Demonic Qi that Luohu had left in the spirit vein.

He calculated in his mind: if Luohu didn't detonate this Demonic Qi, then so be it; but if he dared to make a rash move, Xuanxiao would make him taste regret.

"Master, what are you doing?" Gou Chen looked at Xuanxiao with great curiosity, his eyes full of confusion.

After all, the Demonic Qi Luohu had left in the spirit vein was extremely concealed—even Hongjun hadn't noticed it, let alone Gou Chen, who was only at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

A faint, mischievous smile curled at the corner of Xuanxiao's mouth. "Nothing much. I just added a 'safety lock' to this spirit vein and prepared a 'surprise' for Luohu. I hope he'll 'like' this gift of mine."

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

Though he wasn't quite sure who this Luohu that Xuanxiao spoke of scheming against actually was, he understood that anyone Xuanxiao went to such lengths to scheme against would certainly end up in a miserable state.

"Let's go. We need to thoroughly investigate this western land. I want to see just how much Demonic Qi that bastard Luohu has left in the spirit veins." With that, Xuanxiao led Gou Chen on a thorough search across the western lands.

By the end of this trip, Xuanxiao's method of collecting Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures could only be described as "taking everything down to the last feather"—he had nearly stripped the area of every treasure he could find.

However, on the surface, the regions they passed through still appeared vibrant and full of life.

This was because every time Xuanxiao collected a Heavenly Material or Earthly Treasure, he would set up an ingenious illusion array to delay the Devil Race from discovering anything unusual.

Xuanxiao knew full well that many of the western living beings had long been secretly controlled by Luohu using the Dao Heart Seed Demon Divine Ability.

Since Luohu dared to harbor the thought of blowing up the Primordial World's spirit veins, why would Xuanxiao leave any cultivation resources for the Devil Race?

Meanwhile, the Devil Race also sensed something amiss in the west.

At first, fearing severe punishment if Luohu found out, they decided to investigate the situation first before reporting upward.

But as their investigation deepened, their panic grew stronger.

Nearly half of all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the entire west had vanished without a trace. Now, even maintaining normal cultivation had become a thorny problem for the Devil Race.

With such a grave matter, they dared not continue hiding it.

They immediately reported This Matter to Luohu, who was currently in the east stirring up war among the three tribes.

"My home has been raided!!!" Upon receiving the news from the western stronghold, Luohu stood frozen on the spot, as if struck by lightning.

Then, Luohu fell into a fit of extreme rage, roaring: "Damn it! Which reckless bastard dared to steal from my lair while I was away?"

Yet no matter how Luohu used his Divine Abilities to deduce, he couldn't glean even a shred of information about the culprit behind it all.

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

With his lair raided, Luohu had no mind left to continue stirring up conflict among the three tribes.

At this moment, his only thought was to find the audacious bastard who dared to touch his foundation.

"What madness has taken Luohu? Judging by the direction he's heading, has something major happened in the west?" Hongjun, who had been closely monitoring Luohu's movements, naturally noticed his unusual behavior. A flicker of doubt crossed his mind as he instinctively looked westward.

After using his Divine Ability to deduce, Hongjun learned the reason for Luohu's hasty return to the west.

He couldn't help but laugh with schadenfreude: "So Luohu had his nest ransacked. No wonder he's rushing back in such a panic."

Over the years, Hongjun and Luohu had used the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes as pawns in their covert struggles, clashing many times.

Hongjun had lost more often than he'd won. Now, seeing Luohu suffer a setback, even someone as naturally detached as Hongjun felt a surge of joy.

"But which Fellow Daoist could have done this? Even if most of Luohu's energy is focused on stirring up conflict among the three tribes, there are very few beings in the Primordial World capable of stealing the west's Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures so silently. Could it be Fellow Daoist Yang Mei?" Hongjun frowned, lost in thought.

After all, he had long known from the Heavenly Dao's information that Yang Mei was the Space Demon God who had retained all his memories and cultivated the Space Great Dao. He certainly had the ability to plunder the west's Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures without anyone noticing.

But soon, Hongjun dismissed his own guess: "No, although Fellow Daoist Yang Mei has this ability, he probably can't completely block the deductions of both me and Luohu. Could it be... that the Dao Venerable made a move?"

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

"If the Dao Venerable is willing to lend me a hand, perhaps this time I can defeat Luohu." Hongjun calculated silently in his mind.

Over the years of contending with Luohu, Hongjun had suffered quite a bit, often finding himself at a disadvantage.

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

The only reason Hongjun had managed to hold out against Luohu for so many years was that the Immortal Great Dao he cultivated was more in tune with the current Primordial World, earning him greater favor from the Heavenly Dao.

But even so, Hongjun estimated that if it came to a life-or-death battle with Luohu, his chances of victory were only thirty percent.

"It seems I'll have to make a trip to the west as well." Hongjun muttered to himself. Before the words had even faded, his figure vanished into the vast void.

On the other side, Yang Mei deduced the upheaval in the west and instantly guessed it was Xuanxiao's doing.

Ever since learning that Xuanxiao had not perished, Yang Mei had rarely left his Daoist Temple, constantly worried about running into Xuanxiao.

Back then, they Chaos Demon Gods had chosen to oppose Pangu and Xuanxiao, and Xuanxiao had exhausted his strength and died in that battle of World Creation.

Now that he knew Xuanxiao had reincarnated, he couldn't guarantee Xuanxiao wouldn't settle old scores with him later.

Besides, in his current state, he no longer possessed the formidable power he once had as the Space Demon God.

Even back in the Chaos Era, Yang Mei had never dared to underestimate Xuanxiao.

Especially during that World Creation battle, when Xuanxiao fought alone against countless Chaos Demon Gods, including the Destruction Demon God who was born even earlier than him. That brutal war had made Yang Mei deeply aware 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 it over, Xuanxiao's current strength was surely above his own, who had transformed from the Innate Willow Body.

Moreover, Yang Mei could already faintly sense that the Heavenly Dao didn't seem particularly friendly toward Innate Divine Beings like them who carried the Aura of Chaos. Under these circumstances, Yang Mei wanted even less to run into that troublemaker Xuanxiao.

At that moment, in the West, Xuanxiao suddenly looked up into the void and smiled: "Old friend, found you! Once I've dealt with Luohu, I'll come find you."