Primordial Era: Mistaking the Jade Emperor for My Son at the Start - Section 37

Sage Zhunti nodded, looking at the destroyed Spiritual Mountain, even more furious and heartbroken!

"Western Cattle-Heaven Province was already barren, and now Spiritual Mountain is ruined, the Spirit Veins and Earth Veins have been severed, over half our followers are dead or wounded—why must the Western Teachings suffer such a calamity!"

"The Heavenly Dao is unjust! Waaah~"

Sage Jieyin also beat his chest and stomped his feet, weeping bitterly: "I must go to Teacher Hongjun and file a complaint!"

Sage Zhunti started sobbing.

For a moment, Sage Jieyin and Sage Zhunti embraced each other and wailed loudly.

Like this, where was any trace of their sage dignity?

The Mortal Realm.

The Kirin Ancestor, the Dragon Ancestor, and the Nine Ten-Legged Golden Crows had already returned to the courtyard.

"How was it? How was it?" Yang Jian hurried over to ask.

"Spiritual Mountain was flattened by a few swings of my hoe!"

"Holy crap, that fierce! You took out their lair! Hahaha, good digging, good digging! Let that old bastard Zhunti keep acting arrogant!"

"Flattened isn't all. Spiritual Mountain's Spirit Veins and Earth Veins were all severed and shattered! Over a hundred thousand bodhisattvas and arhats turned to ash, and a paradise cave instantly became a death cave, hehehe." The Dragon Ancestor also laughed excitedly.

"So satisfying!"

Yang Jian slapped his thigh and jumped up in excitement: "Back to square one in one go, hahahaha, let's see how the Western Teachings ever grow strong again!"

"You think that's satisfying? There's even more satisfying!" The Kirin Ancestor shot Yang Jian a disdainful look.

"Oh? Even more satisfying?"

Yang Jian was stunned. Spiritual Mountain destroyed, countless Western Teachings followers slaughtered—that wasn't satisfying enough?

There was something even better?

"That old bastard Zhunti—I lopped his head off with one swing of my hoe! Hahaha!" The Kirin Ancestor roared with laughter.

"No way! No way, no way, no way! For real?!"

"Of course it's real!"

"Old Black, you're a legend!!"

Yang Jian jumped up in shock, laughing too: "Hahaha! That old bastard finally got what he deserved! Hahaha! Serves him right! How dare he bully my Brother Tong, he deserved to die!"

Old Black?

The Kirin Ancestor's expression twisted oddly for a moment, but he didn't take it to heart.

"Hahahaha, that's right, he deserved to die! What a thrill! What a thrill! Hahahaha!"

The Dragon Ancestor and the Nine Golden Crows all burst out laughing!

How long had it been, how long!

A million years—never in a million years had they felt this exhilarated!

Never had they felt this unrestrained joy!

Chasing down a sage like a stray dog—how could that not be satisfying!

It couldn't get any better!

Western Teachings, Spiritual Mountain.

"Esteemed fellow disciples, senior and junior sisters. Please lend us your aid."

Sage Jieyin, still weeping, walked before the Grand Pure Sage, Nuwa, and the Primordial Lord of Heaven, asking for their help.

Nuwa nodded and said: "Brother, you speak too gravely. Since the Western Teachings have suffered such a great disaster, we naturally won't stand idly by."

"Mm." The Grand Pure Sage did not refuse either, but also asked: "Who exactly were those people just now? When did you provoke figures like them?"

"We don't know either!"

Sage Zhunti was on the verge of tears: "After the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, we went into seclusion. If Teacher hadn't appeared, we'd still be in seclusion."

"Among those people, two had sage-level strength!" The Primordial Lord of Heaven's face darkened.

This was a terrifying revelation.

There were actually people with sage-level power!

The few of them had joined forces and even beheaded Sage Zhunti!

Faced with this unknown force, the Primordial Lord of Heaven was secretly alarmed.

If they could strike at Sage Zhunti and Sage Jieyin today, who knew if they might come for him, the Primordial Lord of Heaven, tomorrow?

The Grand Pure Sage furrowed his brow.

There were other sages in the Primordial Continent.

The Grand Pure Sage recalled what Sect Master Tongtian had said to him in the Chaos.

Could the hand behind this attack on Sage Zhunti and the destruction of Spiritual Mountain be the very sage Sect Master Tongtian spoke of?

The Grand Pure Sage was certain in his heart. It had to be so.

"Correct. Those two were at least at the Saint Fifth Heaven level of strength." Sage Zhunti also nodded grimly, his face dark.

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Grand Pure Sage: "..."

Primordial Lord of Heaven: "..."

Saintess Nuwa: "..."

The three of them fell into a speechless silence.

If they truly had Saint Fifth Heaven strength, you would have long since fallen for real!

Would you still be here weeping and wailing?

You shameless old wretch, Zhunti!

"Regardless, this matter must be brought to the Teacher's attention."

Sage Jieyin stepped in to smooth things over: "For now, I ask Senior Brothers and Senior Sister to lend us your aid. Restore the earth veins and spirit veins of Spiritual Mountain."

"The spirit veins can be restored. The earth veins, I fear, cannot. At best, we can piece them together, but they will be far from what they once were." Grand Pure Sage shook his head.

Sage Jieyin sighed. "As long as they can be reassembled, that is enough. Nurtured for ten million years, they will surely recover."

"Please, lend us your strength." Sage Zhunti also bowed in request.

"Very well." Saintess Nuwa nodded her assent once more.

Thereupon, the five great sages joined forces, unleashing their mighty divine powers and setting up the Saint Grand Formation to begin restoring Spiritual Mountain.

A sage was indeed a sage. The spirit veins of Spiritual Mountain were restored in no time.

The earth veins of Spiritual Mountain were also pieced back together, once again radiating an ancient, profound aura of the earth.

"Many thanks!"

Sage Jieyin and Sage Zhunti clasped their hands in gratitude.

The three, Grand Pure Sage and the others, nodded.

This karmic debt was now settled. In the future, should need arise, the Western Teachings could not stand idly by.

Then Saintess Nuwa and the other two departed.

"Third Brother, oh Third Brother, what is the secret you carry? When will that Grandpa of yours finally be revealed?"

Thinking back to what Tongtian had said, Grand Pure Sage murmured to himself.

Chapter 34: Tongtian: San Xiao, I'll Take You to Meet My Grandpa

Western Teachings, Spiritual Mountain.

"Teachings Leader!"

Tathagata Buddha arrived at this moment, dragging his heavily wounded and broken body.

He fell to his knees before Sage Zhunti and Sage Jieyin, unable to hold back his pain and indignation.

"Alas, it is good that you survived."

"Did the Dao Ancestor not say that a sage—the next sage—would surely be me? That the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin should be mine? Why have others raced ahead of us?"

Tathagata Buddha was unwilling to accept this. So his worry had been over his own sagehood all along!

"This Seat does not know either."

Sage Jieyin shook his head. "Originally, our teachings could have produced three sages from one school. The Western Teachings would have flourished, surely dominating the Primordial Wilderness. But who could have expected such a variable?"

"Do not worry. The Dao Ancestor has promised that you will surely become a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin."

Sage Zhunti comforted Tathagata Buddha. "Come, follow us to the Purple Cloud Palace!"

"Yes, Teachings Leader." Tathagata Buddha nodded.

The three then arrived at the Heaven Beyond Heaven, within the Purple Cloud Palace.

As soon as they saw Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the three of them burst into tears.

Sage Zhunti even fell to his knees before Hongjun, clutching his leg and wailing loudly!

"Dao Ancestor, you must seek justice for us! Spiritual Mountain is destroyed, tens of thousands of followers slain. The Western Teachings are finished! We can no longer share your burdens!"

"This Seat is already aware of this matter."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun frowned slightly. "Stop your weeping and wailing. A dignified sage acting like a three-year-old child—what is this nonsense!"

Hearing this, Sage Zhunti immediately released the Dao Ancestor Hongjun's leg, wiped his tears with his hand, and said pitifully, "Teacher, tens of thousands of elite followers were slaughtered. Our grief is too great."

"Does the Primordial Wilderness lack people? What it least lacks is people."