Bullying the Honest, Your Path Is Not Solitary!

Xuanyuan controlled the Taiji Diagram, sweeping along forty to fifty thousand people, and landed outside Zixiao Palace.

Taiqing Laozi strode over and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist, the Taiji Diagram has a connection with me. I hope you will grant my wish. I am willing to exchange other treasures for it, and the Sanqing will owe you a favor."

Yuanshi's face was full of arrogance, and he said impatiently, "We, the Sanqing, are transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit. As everyone knows, the Taiji Diagram is formed from the handle of Pangu's axe. It should rightfully belong to my eldest brother!"

Tongtian stood behind the two, his face dark, hiding his inner embarrassment.

Xuanyuan's face was full of mockery, unspeakably sarcastic.

As expected of the Sanqing, thick-skinned and shameless!

They can even describe snatching other people's treasures so elegantly.

He couldn't even be bothered to say another word.

At this moment, a voice came from the side.

"That's not right!"

Dijun, wearing a golden Daoist robe and an imperial crown, stepped forward and said majestically, "Treasures go to the capable. I am the Emperor of the Demon Clan, and the Taiji Diagram should rightfully belong to me!"

Donghuang Taiyi followed Dijun, dressed in a green Daoist robe, also wearing an imperial crown, with the Chaos Bell hovering above his head. He shouted sternly, "My elder brother fancies the Taiji Diagram, which is your honor. Why don't you hand it over obediently?"

Xuanyuan rolled his eyes wildly. He really underestimated the people of the Primordial World.

There's no such thing as the most shameless, only more shameless.

It's simply lowering the bar of recognition.

Impressive, impressive!

Besides the Sanqing, Dijun, and Donghuang Taiyi, there were many others who wanted to snatch the Taiji Diagram.

Kunpeng, the Demon Master, was eager to try. His gaze swept over Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi. After hesitating for a moment, he finally retreated.

He was the Demon Master of the Demon Clan, a top expert who listened to orders but not necessarily commands. However, nominally, he was still under the Demon Emperor.

Now that the two Demon Emperors had personally entered the fray, it was clearly overstepping his bounds for him to appear.

On the other side, Nether Patriarch, dressed in a blood-red robe, sat cross-legged on the Twelve-grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, with the Yuantu and Abi swords hovering above his head. He looked greedily at the Taiji Diagram above Xuanyuan's head and cackled sinisterly, "Fellow Daoist, why don't you hand the Taiji Diagram over to this old ancestor? This old ancestor will protect you!"

Xuanyuan surveyed the Sanqing, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Nether Patriarch without any fear, even with a smile.

The moment he brought out the Taiji Diagram, he had anticipated this moment.

Everything was going according to plan.

Very good!

They all want to snatch my treasure!

The karma has been planted.

It gives me a reason to make a move against these people later.

He really wanted to see who else would jump out today, so he could catch them all in one net.

Just then—

Dijiang: "Sanqing, stop using Father God to pressure people. Xuanyuan is our brother, a genuine Pangu Orthodox. According to your logic, shouldn't we give the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda to Brother Xuanyuan?"

Zhurong: "Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, how dare you two feathered birds covet our brother's treasure?"

Gonggong: "And Minghe, who do you think you are? Do our brothers need your protection?"

With a rustle, the Twelve Ancestor Witches surrounded them, chattering incessantly, leaving the Sanqing, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Nether Patriarch speechless.

Everyone's eyes widened in shock.

Xuanyuan is the brother of the Twelve Ancestor Witches?

Then isn't he also an Ancestor Witch?

Since the birth of the Witch Clan, there have only been twelve Ancestor Witches. When did another one appear?

Many people who had seen Xuanyuan arrive at Zixiao Palace alone with a group of weaklings and had harbored greedy thoughts about the Taiji Diagram now retreated one after another, hiding far away.

Although the Ancestor Witches rarely appeared in the Primordial World, legends said that the Witches were all lunatics. Robbing an Ancestor Witch of their things?

Is that like an old man eating arsenic, thinking his life is too long?

With the Twelve Ancestor Witches appearing, Xuanyuan stopped his fishing expedition. He smiled at the Sanqing and others, "My brother is right. Taiqing, the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda has a connection with me. Dijun, Taiyi, I've also taken a liking to the Chaos Bell and the River Diagram and Luo Book. As for you, Nether Patriarch, hand over the Twelve-grade Karma Fire Red Lotus, Yuantu, and Abi, and our Witch Clan will protect you!"

At this moment, Xuanyuan, facing the top powerhouses of the Primordial World like the Sanqing, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Nether Patriarch, was not only fearless but also spoke and laughed freely, acting outrageously.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

Yuanshi and Taiyi shouted loudly, furious.

One was transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit, the Pangu Orthodox, and the other was the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, commanding hundreds of millions of demons.

Since their birth, no one had dared to insult them like this.

So what if they are Ancestor Witches?

They are just a group of hot-tempered barbarians.

"You think you're worthy of contending with them?"

"My elder brother fancies the Taiji Diagram; it's your honor."

"Just hand it over obediently with both hands, and you dare to turn against the host and snatch my treasure? This is outrageous!"

Yuanshi and Taiyi sang in unison, pushing shamelessness to its extreme.

"Heh heh!"

Xuanyuan let out a scoff, his face full of disdain. "It's only natural for me to snatch your treasure, but it's outrageous for me to want your things?"

"In front of all the Primordial World's powerhouses, everyone, please judge this. Is there any logic like this in the Primordial World?"

Xuanyuan scanned the surrounding Primordial powerhouses, sneering inwardly.

Yuanshi and Taiyi are still too young; they clearly haven't suffered enough worldly beatings.

In the Primordial World, the strong reign supreme, and treasures belong to the capable. This is a universally acknowledged truth among the beings of the Primordial World.

But while this is the truth, saying it in front of so many people is akin to tearing off everyone's last fig leaf, provoking widespread anger.

Outside Zixiao Palace, most of the top powerhouses in the Primordial World have gathered.

Everyone watched the two opposing sides with varied expressions.

Although many had entertained the thought of snatching the Taiji Diagram, Yuanshi and Taiyi's overbearing and blunt manner still caused dissatisfaction.

What, if you fancy a treasure, must others hand it over obediently with both hands?

In front of all the Primordial powerhouses, if even the mighty Ancestor Witches could be wantonly robbed and insulted by you, then how could they have any sense of security in the future?

Of course, despite their anger, everyone remained silent. No one was foolish enough to offend the top powerhouses like Sanqing, Dijun, Taiyi, and Nether Patriarch at this moment.

However, they all made up their minds to stay far away from them in the future, lest their attention be drawn to themselves one day.

Everyone's reaction was within Xuanyuan's expectations.

Assessing the situation was an essential survival rule in the Primordial World.

If they lacked even this level of composure, these people wouldn't have survived until now.

Since no one seconded his point, he wouldn't be blamed for singling out an honest person.

The atmosphere had already been set; he couldn't be the only one performing.

Xuanyuan's expression remained unchanged, but his gaze swept through the crowd, finally landing on a Taoist in red robes.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Ancestor Hongyun was slightly taken aback, his face turning bitter.

Why him out of so many people?

What did Xuanyuan mean by this? Did he think he had a good temper and was picking on the honest ones?

Ancestor Hongyun didn't want to get involved in the murky waters between the Witch Clan, Sanqing, the Demon Clan, and Nether Patriarch. He turned and pretended to chat with his friend Zhen Yuanzi.

This action amused Xuanyuan.

The honest one isn't so honest after all!

Hongyun didn't want to get involved, but Xuanyuan was determined not to let him off the hook. He raised his voice and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, are you going to stand by and watch the honest person get bullied?"

His voice was extremely loud, echoing outside Zixiao Palace.

Everyone looked at Hongyun, wanting to hear his response.

After all, Hongyun was known as the number one good Samaritan, the number one honest person in the Primordial World.

If even such an honest person dared not speak out, who else in the entire Primordial World could uphold justice?

Everyone subconsciously ignored Xuanyuan's description of "honest person."

If you're honest, then is anyone in the Primordial World dishonest?

At this moment, Hongyun lowered his head, his heart pounding rapidly, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

It was clear that Xuanyuan was putting him on the spot, and no matter what he said, he would offend at least one side, or even everyone present.

'Xuanyuan is ruining me!' 'Xuanyuan is ruining me!'

Hongyun muttered incessantly, quickly thinking of a countermeasure. Finally, he hardened his heart and decided to feign ignorance and pretend to be deaf and mute.

Everyone found Hongyun's reaction surprising, but upon closer thought, it was also understandable.

Hongyun might be honest, but he wasn't truly foolish.

Why would he get involved in a thankless task like this?

Just as everyone thought the matter was settled and they were eagerly awaiting the opening of Zixiao Palace to listen to Ancestor Hongjun's teachings.

Yuanshi's words reignited everyone's anger.

"He who has the Dao gains much support, he who loses the Dao gains little. Xuanyuan, what else do you have to say?"

For a moment, the entire area outside Zixiao Palace fell silent. Everyone stared blankly at Yuanshi, utterly speechless.

"Have some shame!"

The reason Ancestor Hongyun wasn't speaking was simply because he didn't want to get involved.

How dare you call it support for me?

"Well said, 'He who has the Way has much help; he who has lost the Way has little.'"

Xuanyuan wasn't angry; instead, he clapped his hands and praised, "Stealing others' treasures is having the Way, and defending one's own interests is losing the Way. I have learned much!"

Xuanyuan's gaze was chilling as he swept across the three thousand Zixiao Guests, finally looking at Hongyun. "Having lived for a million years, today I finally understand what the Way is. Your Way is not alone. From this day forward, I too will try walking it!"