Below Saint Is All Ants

Jieyin and Zhunti were stunned.

They looked at Xuanyuan in confusion.

Does this guy have a screw loose?

How is there only one cushion left?

Do you even have a cushion?

And two Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!

He's completely insane!

"Get lost, go dream somewhere else!"

Jieyin impatiently snapped, his eyes darting around rapidly.

He sized up Zhurong and Gonggong, finding that they didn't even have a single treasure on them. He immediately started laughing, "This humble Taoist won't let you give up your seats for nothing. How about two Houtian Spiritual Treasures in exchange for a cushion, what do you say, fellow Taoists?"

Jieyin stared at the cushions beneath Zhurong and Gonggong. He didn't know what these cushions represented, but since Sanqing and Nuwa were sitting on them, they must be good things.

He'd trick them into handing them over first.

If the cushions turned out to be useless, he could just snatch the spiritual treasures back.

"Heh heh heh!"

Zhurong sneered repeatedly. "As my brother and I said, two Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures for one cushion. Take it or leave it!"

"What?"

"You guys are working together?"

Jieyin and Zhunti finally realized, belatedly, that these people were all in cahoots.

Wait a minute!

Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun Patriarch, Nether Patriarch, Kunpeng Patriarch...

The famous powerhouses of the Primordial World were all gathered around the person who had just spoken, seemingly discussing spiritual treasures and Ginseng Fruits.

They had been so focused on how to trick someone out of a cushion that they hadn't paid much attention before.

Now that they thought about it.

Were they really planning to exchange Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures for a cushion to sit on?

And the cushions Sanqing and Nuwa were sitting on, were they really exchanged for Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures?

Good heavens!

Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!

Just for a lousy cushion?

Could it be that everyone in the Eastern World has a mental illness?

Was this really Zixiao Palace, the sacred ground of a Saint, and not a bandit's den?

This was clearly a robbery!

"My brain is broken if I'd exchange a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure for a broken cushion!"

Jieyin snorted coldly, his mind racing. He turned and bowed to Sanqing, "Fellow Taoists, you three are manifestations of Great God Pangu's primordial spirit and represent the Pangu Orthodox. Are you going to let these bandits run amok in a Saint's dojo?"

Sanqing, Nuwa, and Fuxi all had ashen faces and glared at Jieyin.

The cushions beneath their bottoms were indeed exchanged for Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Who are you calling a bald donkey?

Yuanshi sneered, "Jieyin, Zhunti, you two are also top powerhouses from the Western World. Surely you wouldn't be unable to produce two Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, would you!"

Fuxi said disdainfully, "Beggars aren't worthy of sitting on cushions!"

What was going on?

Were these guys from the Eastern World all lunatics!

Jieyin and Zhunti were utterly bewildered.

Especially Jieyin, Did I say something wrong?

Who in their right mind would exchange a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure for a broken cushion?

Do they really think Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures are as common as cabbage!

"Two it is, then. This humble Taoist will exchange!"

Just then, Nether Patriarch gritted his teeth, took out his Yuantu and Abi, two Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, and prepared to trade with Xuanyuan.

Zixiao Palace had been open for a while now. If they didn't hurry, there would be no chance once Ancestor Hongjun appeared.

"This humble Taoist will also offer two Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, plus twenty Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Fruits—Ginseng Fruits—for the last cushion!"

Zhen Yuanzi also gritted his teeth, determined to get a cushion for his friend Hongyun.

With Nether Patriarch and Zhen Yuanzi leading the way, others began to speak up, frantically increasing their bids.

Everyone wanted to get their hands on the last Saint Cushion.

Jieyin and Zhunti were dumbfounded.

What in the world was going on?!

Had everyone lost their minds?

The two looked around and saw that everyone else seemed completely unfazed!

Even Sanqing and Nuwa, who were already sitting on cushions, looked smug, as if they had gotten an incredible deal.

What the heck?

Was the big guy telling the truth?

Were the cushions Sanqing and Nuwa were sitting on really exchanged for Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures?

Jieyin and Zhunti couldn't understand who these people selling cushions were.

Why did they dare to openly hawk their wares in a Saint's dojo?

Could they be from Hongjun's faction?

Jieyin and Zhunti thought they understood the key point: since everyone wanted the cushions, they must have a very important purpose.

This meant they couldn't be taken lightly!

A glint flashed in their eyes, and they instantly made up their minds.

First, they would get a cushion.

They'd worry about everything else later!

If they were truly tricked, they could just tear off their masks and snatch the treasures back!

So, the two of them joined the bidding.

With Jieyin and Zhunti falling into the trap, Xuanyuan chuckled.

"Welcome, esteemed guests, Daoist friends Jieyin and Zhunti. It's truly tragic that you haven't been able to afford even a piece of clothing for countless eons. This last cushion, we've decided to give it to them!"

Xuanyuan accepted the Green Lotus Precious Color Banner and the Eight Treasures Qiankun Bag from Jieyin, signaling Zhurong to give up his cushion to the two.

He then walked over and sat on the last cushion.

In the great hall of Zixiao Palace, everyone looked at Xuanyuan, who was seated on the cushion, with a sense of awe.

In such a short time, he had acquired six Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, far more than their entire life's savings.

Six-Eared Macaque and the others brought to Zixiao Palace by Xuanyuan secretly swore an oath to make Xuanyuan their goal, their future aspiration and direction.

Thus, the struggle for the Saint Cushions in Zixiao Palace came to an end.

As soon as Xuanyuan sat on the cushion, bursts of the Sound of the Great Dao echoed throughout Zixiao Palace.

High in the ninth heaven I lie, On a cushion, the Dao I embody. Beyond Heaven and Earth's Xuanhuang, My position as sect leader I claim. Pangu birthed Taiji, Yin and Yang, the Four Symbols follow. One Dao passed to three friends, Two sects, Chan and Jie, divide. The Xuanmen's foremost leader, One Qi transforms into Hongjun.

A white-robed elder appeared on the cloud bed above, enveloped in Daoist rhymes. Though his appearance was plain, it seemed to contain the profound principles of heaven and earth, such that anyone who looked upon him would be irrevocably drawn in.

The first to awaken was naturally Xuanyuan, whose cultivation was the highest, followed by the Twelve Ancestor Witches standing behind him.

They were all powerful Daluo Golden Immortals.

They didn't hold much reverence for Hongjun in their hearts.

Naturally, they weren't like the others, who were completely subdued after just a glance.

However, they still broke out in a cold sweat.

Especially Dijiang and the other Twelve Ancestor Witches.

Only now did they truly understand why Xuanyuan had repeatedly emphasized before coming to Zixiao Palace that they could provoke anyone but Hongjun.

Strong!

Too strong!

Ridiculously strong!

It even created an illusion that with just one glance from Hongjun, all their secrets would be laid bare.

Was this the power of a Saint?

No wonder Brother Xuanyuan said that all below Saints were like ants.

Dijiang inwardly felt fortunate. It was a good thing they had listened to Xuanyuan's advice and brought the Heavenly Mystery Bead, otherwise, in front of Hongjun, they would be no different from being completely exposed.

Xuanyuan also couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Hongjun was stronger than he had anticipated, and overthrowing him would be a long and arduous journey!

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the mission - Saint Cushion. Does the host wish to claim the reward?"

"Not extracting for now!"

Quest Reward: Houtian Merit Supreme Treasure — Hong Meng Measuring Heaven Ruler.

It was merely a Houtian Supreme Treasure, yet it was far more powerful than the vast majority of Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Furthermore, as a Merit Supreme Treasure, the Hong Meng Measuring Heaven Ruler did not incur karma when used to kill.

Even Hongjun would covet such a treasure.

It was safer to keep it in the system space.

The mission was complete, and the purpose of coming to Zixiao Palace this time had been largely achieved.

Xuanyuan immediately felt much more relaxed.

He quietly observed Hongjun, seeing that the Saint's might was as vast as Chaos, and with his cultivation at the late Daluo Golden Immortal stage, he couldn't perceive it at all.

Hongjun glanced at Xuanyuan with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, then slightly raised his hand, "Awaken!"

Everyone in Zixiao Palace was startled awake, their gazes towards Hongjun filled with reverence and adoration.

Is this what a Saint is?

It's truly too powerful!

Everyone felt a sense of longing.

Yuanshi, Donghuang Taiyi, Jieyin, and Zhunti, those who had grievances with Xuanyuan, wished they could start the sermon immediately and settle the score with Xuanyuan after improving their strength.

"I have attained the Saint Dao and, sensing the difficulties of cultivation for all beings in the Primordial World, I will specially preach in Zixiao Palace, passing down the Three Thousand..."