Prosperous Fruit is Born, Shanhe Daoist

"Huh."

Xuanyuan extended his Primordial Spirit power to examine the properties of the two treasures. After a moment, he couldn't help but let out a surprised exclamation.

It turned out that these two treasures also had great origins, both being transformed from Pangu's ribs, and their future fame would be considerable.

The bow was the Qiankun Bow, and the arrows were the Zhentian Arrows.

The Qiankun Bow was heavy, and the Zhentian Arrows were sharp.

If Xuanyuan had not appeared, this set of bow and arrows would eventually be bestowed upon the Great Witch Da Yi for his use.

And the battle achievements of the Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrows would be quite illustrious in the future.

Nine Arrows Shot the Sun, then lost; Three Arrows Xuanyuan Broke Chiyou.

Even during the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, they still had a significant presence. Nezha of Chentang Pass would draw the Qiankun Bow and shoot an arrow that killed Biyun Boy, a disciple under Empress Shi Ji of the Jie Sect.

"Big Brother is right. We'll stay in Pangu Hall to cultivate the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique and the Indestructible True Spirit. Since you two brothers want to travel the Primordial Wilderness, having these two treasures for protection will let us siblings rest a bit easier."

Zhu Jiuyin said with a smile, and the other Ancestral Witches nodded in agreement one after another.

"In that case, we'll respectfully accept rather than decline."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan and Tongtian exchanged a glance and did not refuse.

The Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrows were different from ordinary spiritual treasures or ultimate treasures. They were anomalous treasures, neither innate nor acquired, similar to the Myriad Heavenly Cloud.

"Fourth Brother, take these two treasures for self-defense. I have a set of Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures with formidable offensive power, but you only have the White Tiger Token. Don't refuse." Tongtian took the Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrows and promptly handed them to Xuanyuan.

"Thank you, Brother."

Xuanyuan was momentarily speechless but did not decline.

Tongtian wouldn't lack treasures in the future, but if he didn't attend the lectures at Purple Firmament Palace, he would miss the later distribution of treasures at the Treasure Distribution Rock. Xuanyuan was still thinking about how to help his brother secure the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation later on.

No matter who Hongjun gave it to, he would definitely find a way to snatch it for Tongtian.

"It's a pity too. I was born and took form a step too late. Originally, a mass of Father God's righteous qi hung over Pangu Hall, but later it floated away into the sky for no reason. Otherwise, it would have been a fine treasure." Di Jiang shook his head, somewhat regretful.

Originally, they had no Primordial Spirit and couldn't use treasures anyway, so losing that mass of righteous qi didn't matter.

But now...

Even if they couldn't use it themselves, it would have been good to give it to their two newly recognized brothers!

Hearing Di Jiang say this, Xuanyuan guessed what treasure it was.

It was the Myriad Heavenly Cloud!

This treasure was formed from the righteous qi in the heart of the Great God Pangu. It belonged neither to the innate nor the acquired, but was a supreme anomalous treasure of the Heavenly Dao.

Presumably, after Pangu Opens Heaven and fell, the Myriad Heavenly Cloud was obtained by Hongjun. Later, when Hongjun attained sainthood, he bestowed this treasure upon Venerable Yuanshi for protection.

If the Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrows focused on slaughter, then the Myriad Heavenly Cloud was an anomalous treasure focused on defense.

Once activated, all evils would retreat, myriad laws would not touch it, it ignored attacks from any treasure or divine weapon, and it was immune to damage from all divine powers and spells.

Within the cloud, the chaos world faintly appeared, with the Sun, Moon, and Stars shining throughout.

Within the cloud, five-colored radiant light dyed the heavens, and eight-tone celestial music resounded across the universe.

Outside the cloud, countless golden lamps, golden lotuses, garlands, and hanging pearls fell endlessly from the cloud, like water dripping from eaves, continuous and unbroken.

During the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, Yuanshi relied on the Myriad Heavenly Cloud to withstand the attacks of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation and ignored the curse of another anomalous treasure, the Six Souls Banner.

"It really is a pity."

Xuanyuan nodded as well.

Tongtian had the Fishing Drum and the Purple Lightning Hammer, so he lacked nothing in offense. But in defense, although he had the Ancestral Witch body, it was still somewhat lacking.

If he could obtain the Myriad Heavenly Cloud, not only could it block heavenly secrets, but it could also suppress fate. Even if he later established the Jie Sect with Ten Thousand Immortals Come to Court, it wouldn't collapse as suddenly as the original Castle in the Air.

Outside Pangu Hall, spiritual energy churned. As soon as Xuanyuan and Tongtian stepped out the door, they felt the distant sky tremble.

Looking up, at the waist of Buzhou Mountain, a ten-thousand-zhang crimson light burst forth, carrying the Dao resonance of innate creation straight into the nine heavens, drawing spiritual energy from millions of li around like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

"Such a dense innate aura—there must be an innate treasure emerging!"

Tongtian's pupils contracted, and the phantom of Yin Yang Fish slowly rotated in his eyes.

"Since a treasure is appearing, we can't miss this opportunity."

Xuanyuan smiled faintly and waved his hand, sending a stream of Profound Clarity Qi to wrap around the two of them, flying toward the place where the crimson light surged.

When the Two Brothers arrived at the waist of Buzhou Mountain, they saw a three-zhang-tall spiritual tree rooted in a Space-time Rift within the mountain body, its Innate Restrictions already dissipated.

The canopy spread like an umbrella, with leaves like those of a jujube tree. Among the yellow-red interwoven flowers and green leaves hung fist-sized, peach-like crimson fruits, each one swirling with hazy rosy light.

"Its fruit is like a peach, its leaves like a jujube, with yellow flowers and red calyxes; eating it banishes fatigue."

A flash of insight struck Xuanyuan's mind.

This spiritual root was the Prosperous Fruit, which, after consumption, benefited the Dao Heart and Primordial Spirit. Not only that, it also had the effect of accumulating magical power. Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who consumed it could Greatly Increase their magical power!

At most, three fruits could be eaten!

With a sweep of his Primordial Spirit power, he found that the tree had a full forty-eight ripe fruits. After he, Tongtian, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches each took their share, there would still be eight left over.

However, the commotion caused by the birth of a heavenly treasure was too great. Xuanqing and Tongtian were not the first to arrive. Beneath the tree, a figure already stood with hands clasped behind their back, a Yellow Dao Robe embroidered with winding mountain and river patterns. The heavy aura radiating from their entire being resonated with the earth veins of Buzhou Mountain.

This was also a Great Divine Power, named Shanhe Daoist. He had the cultivation of a mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, with a foundation as the essence of Ji Earth. He, too, had taken form on Kunlun Mountain.

The Great Dao of Earth was centered, divided into Wu and Ji. Wu Earth was Buzhou Mountain, Ji Earth was Kunlun Mountain—both were hubs of the earth veins.

Now, this Shanhe Daoist, whose own foundation was the essence of Ji Earth, had come to Buzhou Mountain, the hub of Wu Earth veins. Subtly, there was a tendency toward Yin Yang Mutual Aid.

Moreover, although this Great Divine Power was not widely renowned, thanks to the blessing of his foundation, he could achieve innate indestructibility while standing on the ground of Buzhou Mountain. This made him extremely proud, even arrogant.

"This object has an owner. You two should withdraw."

Sensing that Xuanqing and Tongtian possessed auras no weaker than his own, Shanhe Daoist showed not a trace of fear, and his tone carried not Half a Point of courtesy.

"Daoist friend, I see that each person can only consume three of these Prosperous Fruits. There are a full forty-eight here. Why insist on hoarding them all alone?"

Tongtian extended his Primordial Spirit's power and likewise obtained information from the Prosperous Fruit tree. He then cupped his hands and spoke politely.

Indeed, Shanhe Daoist had arrived first, but heavenly treasures belong to the virtuous. If reason could prevail, so be it; if not, Tongtian was also prepared to Make A Move.

"Hmph! This Poor Daoist knows who you are—Upper Pure Tongtian and Xuanqing Xuanyuan of East Kunlun. That Yu Qing Yuan Shi prattles on daily about being the Pangu Orthodox Lineage until This Poor Daoist's ears are calloused."

"But even if you are the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, these Prosperous Fruits are still This Poor Daoist's."

Shanhe Daoist gave a cold snort and spoke disdainfully.

So what if each person could only consume three? He could Put them away and trade them with other Great Divine Powers.

"Daoist friend, you had best think this through."

Tongtian's gaze turned cold. The Purple Lightning Hammer and the Fishing Drum appeared in his hands, their Treasure Light shimmering and treasure prohibitions swirling, revealing the might of a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

"Fine treasures. This Poor Daoist Is Not unreasonable. If you give me these two treasures, This Poor Daoist is willing to yield six Prosperous Fruits."

Seeing the lightning-flashing Purple Lightning Hammer and the Fishing Drum, greed stirred In Shanhe Daoist's heart.

After all, with his feet planted on the earth, he was innately indestructible. There was no need to show Tongtian any face.

"What nerve! I'm just afraid you'll have the treasures in hand but no life to spend them!" At these words, Tongtian grew furious.

His aura suddenly surged, and Grand Unity Magic Power poured into both treasures.

"Dong!"

The Fishing Drum vibrated lightly. A low, deep Dao Sound, like the bell toll of the Beginning of Chaos, rippled outward. Wherever the sound waves passed, the void shattered inch by inch.

"Rumble!"

Following that, the Purple Lightning Hammer flew In the Air. The hammer's body blazed with purple light, drawing the thunderclouds of the nine heavens together.

In an instant, dark clouds churned above Buzhou Mountain, and bolts of lightning as thick as water buckets crashed down, hurtling toward Shanhe Daoist.