Who Dares to Ride a Horse with a Saber Drawn, Only Our Heng Ha Generals

Outside the small courtyard, time held no meaning in the Primordial World.

Countless years had passed since the great war between the Ancestor Dragon, the Primordial Phoenix, and the Beginning Qilin. With the Dao Ancestor on the verge of merging with the Heavenly Dao, the disciples of the Three Pure Ones were all nearing the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, wandering the Primordial World.

On this day, Jieyin and Zhunti were wandering near Kunlun with troubled expressions.

"Senior Brother, why must we establish our sect at Western Spirit Mountain? It is incredibly barren there," Zhunti said with a mournful face.

"Junior Brother, do not be so narrow-minded. Do you not remember how the two of us managed to secure our seats in the Purple Cloud Palace?"

Zhunti fell into deep thought.

As his gaze drifted, Zhunti's brows arched: "Senior Brother, there is actually a small courtyard ahead. Why don't we stop here for a while?"

"Very well. We are traveling the Primordial World to seek opportunities, so we naturally cannot miss this place. If we happen to encounter a Hidden Great Power, it will not have been a wasted moment."

The two quickly flew toward Jiang Ping's small courtyard.

The closer they got, the more shocked Jieyin became.

The courtyard seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious veil, capable of obstructing his Spiritual Sense.

Something was strange!

Zhunti also discovered the anomaly and was overjoyed.

"Senior Brother, it seems our opportunity has arrived!"

"Junior Brother is right; this courtyard is fated to be with us. Although this place can obscure Heavenly Secrets, the treasure-laden Dao Rhyme contained within cannot entirely escape my perception," Jieyin said with a smile.

A few breaths later, they arrived outside the courtyard.

At such close range, the courtyard could no longer hide from their scrutiny.

After probing with their divine consciousness, both men's eyes widened in shock.

The wheel hanging under the eaves actually contained the incredibly pure and dense Law of Time—could it be the Time Wheel of the Time Demon God?

The small pond in the courtyard overflowed with rolling, pure spiritual power; was it actually transformed from Spiritual Energy?

Looking closer, Jieyin's face instantly broke into wild ecstasy.

The source of the small pond was actually the Primordial Spirit Spring!

The lotus flower in the pond had already reached Twenty-Four Petals!

If it underwent further transformation and had the aid of the Primordial Spirit Spring, who knew if it might eventually become a Chaos Green Lotus!

How could a Chaos Supreme Treasure be born from an Acquired Lifeform? This was simply inconceivable!

"These items truly make my heart race with greed. If we move them to Spirit Mountain, the great rise of the West will be just around the corner!"

Zhunti's eyes burned with desire, but his reason remained: "Senior Brother, I fear some Primordial World powerhouse is living in seclusion here. What should we do next?"

Jieyin had been solemn, but when he saw the true nature of Jiang Ping inside the courtyard, his brows relaxed and he sneered: "Junior Brother, today you and I are destined for a great harvest!"

"Senior Brother, what do you mean?" Zhunti asked, puzzled.

Jieyin smiled faintly: "Junior Brother, if my guess is correct, it must be that Acquired Lifeform inside the courtyard who stumbled upon this blessed land by accident."

"This was never his opportunity. A mere Acquired Lifeform with such a weak foundation—he likely searched everywhere for a method of cultivation to no avail, yet he dares to covet these benefits!"

Upon hearing this, Zhunti felt at ease and chuckled: "Senior Brother, you set up an Illusion Array to mask the fluctuations of energy here, and leave it to me to clean up this courtyard and incidentally convert this fated person."

"Amitabha, Infinite Life Buddha." Jieyin smiled, hands pressed together, wearing the mask of one who saves the world with compassion.

Although Zhunti was impatient, he remained cautious and approached the courtyard slowly for the sake of security.

Just as he stopped his flight, a voice suddenly echoed in his ears: "Jieyin, Zhunti, the two of you leave this place at once, or do not blame us for being ruthless!"

Zhunti was startled: "Who is it? Why be so sneaky, fellow Daoist!"

Before the words faded, the courtyard gate creaked open a crack.

Two fluffy chicks hopped out and appeared before them.

Jieyin's eyes narrowed, instantly seeing through their true forms.

Kong Xuan!

Golden-Winged Great Peng!

"Jieyin, Zhunti, I advise you both to retreat immediately and stop disturbing my master's rest," Kong Xuan said coldly, the tuft of hair on his head swaying.

Zhunti was stunned and scoffed: "Don't try to deceive me. My Senior Brother and I were wondering how such a blessed land could appear here out of nowhere; I never imagined it was the legacy of the Phoenix Ancestor."

Jieyin chuckled and clapped his hands: "That is even better. Since the two of you are fated with our Western Sect, why not bring these belongings and return to Spirit Mountain with us?"

"As for that Acquired Lifeform inside, I assume he is just your front. You may as well enter our Spirit Mountain together; becoming ordinary disciples will be a great fortune for him."

The Golden-Winged Great Peng curled his lip: "You are worthy? If not for fear of disturbing our master's rest, we would have suppressed you both long ago. Why would we waste our breath on you here!"

Zhunti laughed: "Haha, you two are quite humorous. You must have just taken human form and know nothing of the world. Even the Primordial Phoenix would not dare speak to us like that!"

"Junior Brother, you go into the courtyard first and take all the spiritual objects. I want to see how these two little fellows plan to suppress us!" Jieyin said with a light laugh.

"Very well." Zhunti nodded and walked straight past the Great Peng and Kong Xuan, intending to enter the courtyard.

Kong Xuan's eyes narrowed, and instantly, Five-Colored Radiance erupted!

In an instant, ten thousand zhang of rosy clouds erupted from the ravines of Kunlun Mountain!

The Golden-Winged Great Peng manifested his true form, his tyrannical pressure exploding outward with a thunderous boom!

With a single spread of his wings, he blotted out the sun and sky; a gentle flap sent frigid, gale-force winds howling toward them!

Myriad wind blades coalesced into a tornado, wreathed in five-colored light, and actually engulfed the two of them!

This—this was far beyond the cultivation of a Quasi-Saint!

Jieyin and Zhunti were struck with absolute terror!

The pressure was so terrifying that only a peak Quasi-Saint could barely compare, and in terms of raw power, it was comparable to a Saint!

Impossible, this was absolutely impossible!

Even if the Primordial Phoenix or the Ancestor Dragon were reborn, they might not be able to force him and his Senior Brother into such a wretched state!

"Junior Brother, use your full strength!" Jieyin roared.

Two formidable auras erupted violently!

Four terrifying Quasi-Saint pressures collided fiercely, causing the Ancient Kunlun, which stretched for tens of thousands of miles, to tremble!

Every living creature within the universe felt the disturbance, and the mighty figures of the primordial era wore grave expressions.

Cups trembled, leaving faint water stains upon the tables.

Nuwa raised an eyebrow.

Even with her personally presiding over the area, her dojo could not withstand the shivering caused by this heaven-piercing pressure.

"These two Taoists from the West are truly restless; to think they would stir up such a massive commotion!"

"It is not far; it seems I must go and see for myself."