"Eh?"
Xuanyuan extended his spiritual sense to inspect the properties of the two treasures. A moment later, he couldn't help exclaiming in surprise.
It turned out that these two treasures had quite a history. Both had been formed from Pangu's Ribs, and would become quite famous in the future.
The bow was the Qiankun Bow, and the arrows were the Zhentian Arrows.
The Qiankun Bow was heavy, while the Zhentian Arrows were sharp.
If Xuanyuan had not appeared, this set of bow and arrows would eventually have been given to the Great Witch Da Yi.
The Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrows would also achieve a glorious record in the future.
Nine Arrows Shot the Sun, after which they were lost; Three Arrows Xuanyuan Broke Chiyou.
Even during the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, they would still play a considerable role. Nezha of Chentang Pass would draw the Qiankun Bow and shoot an arrow that killed Biyun Boy, who served under Empress Shi Ji of the Interception Sect.
"Elder Brother is right. We'll cultivate the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique and the Indestructible True Spirit in Pangu Hall. You two intend to travel the Primordial World, so with these two treasures to protect you, your brothers and sisters can feel more at ease."
Zhu Jiuyin said with a smile. The other Ancestral Witches nodded in agreement.
"In that case, we'll accept them graciously."
At that, Xuanyuan and Tongtian exchanged a glance and did not refuse.
The Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrows were unlike ordinary spiritual treasures or supreme treasures. They were strange treasures, neither innate nor acquired, much like the Myriad Heavenly Cloud.
"Fourth Brother, take these two treasures to protect yourself. I have a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure with considerable offensive power, while 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, Elder Brother."
Xuanyuan was speechless, but he didn't refuse.
Tongtian wouldn't lack treasures in the future. But if he didn't go to the Purple Heavens Palace to listen to the Dao, he would miss out on the later distribution of treasures at Treasure Distribution Rock. Xuanyuan was thinking that someday he would have to help his elder brother secure the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation.
No matter who Hongjun gave it to, Xuanyuan would find a way to help Tongtian take it.
"It's a pity I was a step too late in taking form and emerging into the world. A mass of Father God's Righteous Qi once shrouded the sky above Pangu Hall, but later drifted up into the heavens for no reason. It would have been quite a treasure." Di Jiang shook his head regretfully.
They hadn't had spiritual senses and couldn't use treasures, so it hadn't mattered when that mass of Righteous Qi was gone.
But now...
Even if they couldn't use it themselves, they could have given it to their two newly acknowledged brothers!
Hearing Di Jiang's words, Xuanyuan guessed what treasure it had been.
It was the Myriad Heavenly Cloud!
This treasure had been formed from the Righteous Qi in the heart of Great God Pangu. It was neither innate nor of the later age, but a supreme treasure beyond the Heavenly Dao.
It seemed that after Pangu Opens Heaven and fell, Hongjun had obtained the Myriad Heavenly Cloud. After Hongjun became a sage, he gave the treasure to Venerable Yuanshi to protect him.
If the Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrows excelled at offense, then the Myriad Heavenly Cloud was a strange treasure focused on defense.
Once unleashed, it repelled every evil and kept all techniques at bay, ignoring attacks from any treasure or weapon and nullifying the damage of all divine arts and spells.
Within the cloud, the primordial world appeared faintly, with the Sun, Moon, and Stars shining throughout;
Within the cloud, Five-Colored Radiance illuminated the heavens, while the music of the immortals' eight tones rang through the universe;
Beyond the cloud, countless golden lamps, Golden Lotuses, jeweled tassels, and hanging pearls poured down from it like water dripping from the eaves, endlessly and without pause.
During the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, Yuanshi had relied on the Myriad Heavenly Cloud to withstand the attacks of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation and had been unaffected by the curse of another strange treasure, the Six Souls Banner.
"It really is a pity."
Xuanyuan nodded.
Tongtian had the Fishing Drum and Purple Lightning Hammer, so he already had no shortage of offensive power. But even with the Ancestral Witch body protecting him, he was still somewhat lacking in defense.
If he could obtain the Myriad Heavenly Cloud, it could not only conceal the secrets of Heaven, but also suppress fate. Then, even if he established the Interception Sect, with Ten Thousand Immortals Come to Court, it wouldn't collapse without warning like a castle in the sky.
Spiritual energy surged outside Pangu Hall. The moment Xuanyuan and Tongtian stepped out, they felt the distant sky tremble.
Looking up, they saw a ten-thousand-foot crimson radiance burst from halfway up Buzhou Mountain. It surged toward the highest heavens, wrapped in the Dao rhythm of innate creation, drawing the spiritual energy within tens of millions of miles toward it like rivers flowing into the sea.
"What rich innate aura! An Innate Treasure must be appearing!"
Tongtian's pupils contracted, and the phantom of the Yin Yang Fish slowly revolved in his eyes.
"Since a treasure has appeared, we can't miss out on such an opportunity."
Xuanyuan smiled faintly, waved a hand, and sent a stream of Profound Clarity Qi to carry them both toward the place where the crimson radiance shot into the sky.
When the brothers arrived halfway up Buzhou Mountain, they saw a three-zhang-tall spiritual tree rooted in a Space-time Rift in the mountainside. The Innate Restrictions around it had already dissipated.
Its crown spread out like an umbrella. Its leaves resembled those of a jujube tree, and its yellow-and-red blossoms were dotted among the green leaves with fist-sized, red fruits that resembled peaches. A hazy glow flowed around each one.
"Its fruit resembles peaches, its leaves resemble jujubes, its blossoms are yellow and its calyx red; eating it leaves one free from weariness."
A flash of inspiration crossed Xuanyuan's mind.
This spiritual root was the Prosperous Fruit, which benefited the Dao Heart and spiritual sense when eaten. It also helped accumulate magic power. Even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal would greatly increase their magic power by eating one!
At most, one could eat three!
A sweep of his spiritual sense revealed that the tree bore a full forty-eight ripe Prosperous Fruits. After he, Tongtian, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches each ate some, there would still be eight left over.
However, the appearance of a Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure caused too much of a stir. Xuanyuan and Tongtian weren't the first to arrive. A figure already stood beneath the tree with his hands behind his back. Mountain-and-river patterns wound across his earth-yellow Daoist robe, and the weighty aura around him resonated with the Earth Veins of Buzhou Mountain.
This was another mighty cultivator, named Daoist Shanhe. He had Mid Stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal cultivation and was the Essence of Jitu. He, too, had taken form on Kunlun Mountain.
The Great Dao of Earth lay in the center and was divided into Wutu and Jitu. Wutu was Buzhou Mountain, and Jitu was Kunlun Mountain; both were hubs of the Earth Veins.
Daoist Shanhe had the roots of the Essence of Jitu. Upon arriving at Buzhou Mountain, the hub of the Wutu Earth Veins, he had faintly developed a tendency toward Yin Yang Mutual Aid.
Moreover, though this mighty cultivator wasn't well known, the advantage of his roots allowed him to remain inherently undying while standing on the ground of Buzhou Mountain. As a result, he was quite arrogant, even to the point of being overbearing.
"This treasure has an owner. You two should leave."
Feeling that Xuanyuan and Tongtian's auras were no weaker than his own, Daoist Shanhe wasn't intimidated in the slightest. His tone held not a trace of courtesy.
"Fellow Daoist, it seems each person can eat only three Prosperous Fruits. There are forty-eight here. Why insist on keeping them all to yourself?"
Tongtian extended his spiritual sense and received the same information from the Prosperous Fruit Tree. He immediately clasped his hands and spoke politely.
It was true that Daoist Shanhe had arrived first, but Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures belonged to those with virtue. If reason could settle things, that was fine. But if not, Tongtian would still fight.
"Hmph! I know who you are: Upper Pure Tongtian and Xuanqing Xuanyuan of East Kunlun. That Yu Qing Yuan Shi is always claiming to be of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage. I've heard it so often that I'm sick of it."
"But even if you are of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, these Prosperous Fruits are still mine."
Daoist Shanhe snorted coldly and spoke with disdain.
So what if he could eat only three? He could keep the rest and trade them with other mighty cultivators.
"Fellow Daoist, you'd better think carefully."
Tongtian's expression turned cold. The Purple Lightning Hammer and Fishing Drum appeared in his hands, their treasures' radiance swirling as their restrictions glimmered, revealing the might of Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.
"Fine treasures. I'm not unreasonable, either. Give me those two treasures, and I'll let you have six Prosperous Fruits."
Seeing the lightning flashing around the Purple Lightning Hammer and Fishing Drum, greed stirred in Daoist Shanhe's heart.
As long as he stood on the ground, he was inherently undying. There was no need to show Tongtian any respect.
"Bold words! Just don't end up with treasures you can't use!" Tongtian said furiously.
His aura surged, and Grand Unity Magic Power poured into the two treasures.
Boom!
The Fishing Drum trembled softly. Its low Dao Sound rang like a bell tolling at the Beginning of Chaos, and the space crumbled wherever the sound waves passed.
Rumble!
Immediately afterward, the Purple Lightning Hammer flew into the air. Purple light blazed from its head, drawing thunderclouds together from the highest heavens.
In an instant, dark clouds churned above Buzhou Mountain. Bolts of thunder as thick as barrels crashed down toward Daoist Shanhe.
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