The Scripture of Creation

Sanxiao Sisters looked at Ye Qin somewhat fearfully, as though they were afraid something might happen.

Well, I can't exactly take them, but I can't exactly refuse them either. Killing them would be a waste—they're so fresh and lovely. But if I take them in, Houtu, that vinegar jar, will turn the heavens upside down again. Ye Qin's head throbbed at the thought. However, looking at the Sanxiao Sisters before him, he knew he would have to explain everything properly again.

Over the next few days, the Sanxiao Sisters' personalities underwent earth-shaking changes. They had truly become entirely different people. Although they still called him "Brother Ye" at every turn, their tones had become exceptionally cloying, sweet enough to make one's teeth ache.

Ye Qin accompanied them for several "days," roasting several delicious meals of barbecue for them. After satisfying their palates, he planned to begin cultivating.

However, before he could even start cultivating, Master Tongtian summoned him.

Ye Qin entered Biyou Palace with a puzzled look on his face, muttering inwardly as he wondered why Master Tongtian had summoned him.

"I called you here today because there's something important to tell you. But before that, I want to ask you something." Master Tongtian spoke.

"If I gave you the Hongmeng Violet Qi, could you contend with the other Saints?"

Ye Qin froze when he heard that.

The Hongmeng Violet Qi? Hadn't Master Tongtian refined that thing already? Could it actually be given to someone else?

However, since Master Tongtian was being so serious, Ye Qin did not hold back. After pondering for a moment, he replied, "I don't need the Hongmeng Violet Qi. Although I'm currently at the early Quasi-Sage stage, I can already contend with Saints. I'm only limited by my immortal qi."

Master Tongtian looked at Ye