The Quasi-Saint Era Descends

"You…"

Xuanyuan's words enraged the demons, but they were powerless against him.

Within Zixiao Palace, under the Dao Ancestor's gaze, they didn't dare to make a move. They could only glare at Xuanyuan through gritted teeth.

"Tch!"

Xuanyuan couldn't have cared less.

As a modern person who had received nine years of compulsory education and was influenced by countless internet memes, he wouldn't lose to these native demons when it came to verbal sparring.

"Silence!"

Haotian, receiving a signal from Hongjun, shouted loudly.

Instantly, the entire Zixiao Palace fell silent.

Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, though unwilling, dared not disobey Hongjun's command.

They forced themselves to calm down but couldn't focus their minds.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Fuxi, and others re-enter their states of enlightenment one by one, the demons suppressed a surge of anger. They couldn't vent it, and their hatred for Xuanyuan grew even stronger.

After an unknown amount of time.

They finally felt something again, on the verge of entering that ethereal state of enlightenment.

Just then—

"Slash!"

A furious shout rang out, pulling Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the others back to reality.

"Are you never going to stop?"

Donghuang Taiyi could no longer suppress the rage in his heart. He rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight Xuanyuan to the death.

"Are you crazy? It wasn't me who shouted!"

Xuanyuan looked at him like he was an idiot. Donghuang Taiyi's anger intensified. "If it wasn't you, you barbarian, then who else could it be? Do you think everyone is as childish as you are?"

After roaring, Donghuang Taiyi turned to look at Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Fuxi, and the others. He thought that surely, they couldn't stand it anymore and would denounce Xuanyuan.

After all, everyone had a temper. They couldn't possibly let Xuanyuan keep causing trouble like this.

To his surprise, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and the others remained completely indifferent, staring blankly in another direction.

"What's going on? Are these people really that patient?"

Donghuang Taiyi found it hard to believe.

Didn't they find Xuanyuan incredibly annoying?

It wasn't until bursts of discussion arose.

"Too amazing!"

"He actually succeeded in severing his corpse and broke through to the Quasi-Saint realm!"

"Taiqing Laozi must be the second powerhouse in the Primordial World to break through to the Quasi-Saint realm, besides the Dao Ancestor!"

"Nine-Petal Bloom, boundless potential. As expected of the eldest of the Sanqing. I'm impressed!"

Only then did Donghuang Taiyi realize belatedly that Xuanyuan hadn't intentionally caused trouble this time. It was Taiqing Laozi who had truly succeeded in severing his corpse, becoming the first to break through to the Quasi-Saint realm.

Embarrassed, speechless!

Donghuang Taiyi wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Unfortunately, Zixiao Palace was a Chaos Spiritual Treasure. He looked down for a long time but couldn't find even a tiny gap.

He could only sheepishly walk back.

"Rude fellow, you don't even apologize after wrongly accusing someone!"

Xuanyuan's faint, mocking voice came from behind him. Donghuang Taiyi pretended not to hear, kept his head down, and returned to Dijun's side.

"Second brother, don't be so impulsive in the future!"

Dijun sighed, his face full of helplessness.

His brother was being driven mad by that Xuanyuan fellow.

As he sighed, Dijun looked at the good corpse Taiqing Laozi had severed, his eyes filled with envy.

When would he be able to sever his corpse and achieve the Quasi-Saint realm?

The Witch Clan's strength was constantly growing.

On his side, Fuxi and Nuwa refused to join the Demon Clan he led. The Demon Master Kunpeng was disloyal. Coupled with the matter of the residual souls of the Chaos Demon Gods, the Demon Clan's reputation was completely ruined. It would be difficult to recruit strong individuals in the future.

A pile of messes, he was overwhelmed.

Dijun felt the pressure on him increasing.

His only trusted brother, Donghuang Taiyi, had no shortage of talent and strength, but his brain didn't seem to work very well.

As soon as he encountered Xuanyuan, he would resort to dirty tricks, and no one could stop him.

It's hard!

It's really too difficult!

Compared to Dijun, Xuanyuan was in a much better mood at this moment.

With Taiqing Laozi successfully severing his corpse and breaking through to the Quasi-Saint realm, everyone's focus shifted from him to Taiqing Laozi.

With no one paying attention or bothering him, Xuanyuan enjoyed the peace and quiet.

He chatted and interacted with Houtu, Six-Eared Macaque, and a few others while keeping an eye on the progress of everyone in Zixiao Palace.

Taiqing Laozi was the first to successfully sever his corpse, and he and Houtu could do so at any time.

Besides the three of them, Shangqing Tongtian and Nuwa had the greatest hope of severing their corpses and achieving enlightenment in the short term.

Next were Yuqing Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Hongjun, who secretly mobilized the Innate Spiritual Qi within Zixiao Palace and channeled it into the Enlightenment Futon. Although he didn't receive special treatment, he could still sense something.

After that, it would be Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Minghe, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Fuxi, and others.

These individuals had no issues with their origins, talent, or aptitude; they were no worse than the Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti. In fact, in terms of these aspects alone, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi were even stronger than Jieyin and Zhunti.

Unfortunately, they had bad luck and did not receive the favor and help of Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao.

However, relying on their own accumulation, they lacked some foundation. It would take at least another thousand years of tempering to successfully sever their corpses and break through to the Quasi-Saint realm.

It was almost impossible to break through in Zixiao Palace this time.

As expected, it was just as Xuanyuan had guessed.

Ten years after Taiqing Laozi severed his corpse and achieved enlightenment, Shangqing Tongtian successfully severed his evil corpse and attained the Quasi-Saint realm.

Two years later, Nuwa severed her good corpse and also advanced to the Quasi-Saint realm.

Fifty years later, Yuqing Yuanshi successfully severed his good corpse and achieved enlightenment.

The moment he succeeded in severing his corpse, he looked at Shangqing Tongtian. Upon seeing the evil corpse, dressed in black Daoist robes and with a gloomy expression, standing beside Shangqing Tongtian, his smile instantly vanished. He immediately retracted his good corpse and closed his eyes to rest.

This behavior made Shangqing Tongtian, who had originally wanted to congratulate him on severing his corpse, lose all interest. He retracted his own evil corpse and also closed his eyes, unsure if he was cultivating or sulking.

Taiqing Laozi saw this and shook his head slightly, but said nothing.

Xuanyuan, who had been watching the Sanqing, curled the corners of his mouth, a silent smile blooming on his face.

Very good, the Sanqing seemed united, but in reality, there were internal conflicts.

Taiqing Laozi cultivated the Dao of Non-Action. Non-Action, in the end, was primarily about self-interest, and he was indifferent to other matters.

Yuqing Yuanshi, on the other hand, was too arrogant, even more so than Donghuang Taiyi. He had to compare himself to others in everything, especially unable to stand Shangqing Tongtian being stronger than him, his second brother.

As for Shangqing Tongtian, his personality was somewhat reclusive, and he was devoted to the Dao. Like the Sword Dao he cultivated, it was sharp, imposing, and domineering. He never actively sought favor with others, and even if there were conflicts, he would not explain anything.

In this way, the Sanqing would only drift further apart.

This provided Xuanyuan with an opportunity to separate the Sanqing and persuade Tongtian to join his faction.