Pangu Hall is a Sacred Ground of the Wu Race, So It Costs Extra!

Within the Purple Cloud Palace.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun wore a calm expression as he looked upon the Three Thousand Innate Gods seated below, his entire being radiating the aura of Immortal Dao fortune, vast and profoundly deep.

"Dao Ancestor, please don't!"

Within the great hall, led by Zhunti and Jieyin, many of the Innate Gods wailed loudly, kowtowing and prostrating themselves before Dao Ancestor Hongjun, putting on a display of fierce loyalty and reverence for the master and his teachings.

Seeing this, East King Duke let out a soft sigh.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun merging with the Heavenly Dao was an inevitable trend, a rule of the Great Dao!

It could not be defied!

"The Great Dao has fifty paths, Heaven's evolution uses forty-nine, leaving one to escape!"

"Pindao's mind is made up. I shall merge my being with the Dao. Do not obstruct me!"

"Heavenly Dao Golden Wheel, merge!"

Suddenly, Dao Ancestor Hongjun cried out in a loud voice, as if attaining true freedom and ease.

The Three Thousand Laws, the Immortal Dao Principles, and the Power of Heavenly Dao all manifested, evolving countless visions behind Dao Ancestor Hongjun. The Heavenly Dao Golden Wheel spun, radiating a supreme and unparalleled aura.

Immediately after, Dao Ancestor Hongjun fused with the Heavenly Dao Golden Wheel, his physical body and even his Primordial Spirit merging with the Heavenly Dao Rules. At this moment, he lost a trace of his gentle temperament, gaining instead a greater sense of the Heavenly Dao's mercilessness.

"Dao Ancestor, merciful!"

Many Innate Gods bowed toward the spot where the Heavenly Dao Golden Wheel had vanished. Then, a wave of Immortal Dao energy swept outward, and everyone appeared within the chaos. Before their eyes, there was no longer any trace of the Purple Cloud Palace.

After a long while, the many Innate Gods gradually dispersed, heading to their dojos to go into seclusion.

"Husband, where do you plan to go now?"

"How about consummating the marriage with Sister Yaochi first?"

Nuwa walked up to East King Duke. Behind her followed Yaochi, whose face was flushed red, even her fair neck tinged with a peach-blossom hue.

Luscious and tempting, captivating the soul!

"Yaochi greets Husband!"

Lowering her obedient little head, Yaochi gave a slight bow to East King Duke, her every movement filled with shyness and unease.

For countless years, she had lived deep within the Purple Cloud Palace, the only beings she had contact with being Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the Haotian Boy. Thus, she could not relax in front of East King Duke.

"There's no need to be so restrained. Now that the Dao Ancestor has merged with the Dao, you are This Emperor's Dao Companion. From now on, we must cultivate diligently together and benefit all living beings of the Primordial Wilderness!"

"As for consummating the marriage..."

East King Duke was deep in thought when a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Daoist Brother East King Duke, now that the third lecture at the Purple Cloud Palace has ended, why not come to Buzhou Mountain and discuss the Dao with us, the Twelve Ancestral Witches?"

"Could it be that you're already thinking of holding your little wife close, enjoying the warmth of jade in your arms and the pleasure of a beauty's lap, sinking into a nest of tenderness?"

"We say, the Primordial Wilderness is a battlefield for true men. It's best for you to come discuss the Dao and cultivate with us, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and comprehend the rules of the Great Dao. Otherwise, sooner or later, your primordial yang will be exhausted, and you'll be left weak and feeble!"

Dijiang walked up to East King Duke and spoke in a booming voice.

The other Ancestral Witches, such as Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong, and Gong Gong, quickly nodded in agreement. They were true men!

As Soon as These Words Were Spoken, Nuwa and West Queen Mother's gazes converged, an invisible wave of resentment shooting toward Dijiang. They had no desire for their husband to stay away from women and become a pair of close brothers like Old Ancestor Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi.

[Ding!]

[God-Tier Selection Mission refreshed successfully. The host is now given two choices:]

[Choice One: Immediately consummate the marriage with Yaochi, cultivate the Great Dao Yin-Yang Art. Reward: Five drops of Pangu Marrow, one strand of Pangu Primordial Spirit!]

[Choice Two: Go to Buzhou Mountain, take Pangu Hall for yourself. Reward: Thirty drops of Pangu's Blood Essence, one strand of Pangu Primordial Spirit!]

The System Big Sister Voice echoed within East King Duke's Primordial Spirit.

Seeing this, the corners of East King Duke's mouth lifted slightly, and he muttered to himself.

These rewards... they can't seem to be separated from Great God Pangu. Did the system butcher a Pangu?

"Consummating immediately is out of the question. After all, there's plenty of time. This Emperor wants to build a connection with Yaochi first, since the two of us have had no prior contact."

"As for taking Pangu Hall for myself, that's quite an interesting challenge. Especially the thirty drops of Pangu's Blood Essence—it seems there's a chance to elevate This Emperor's Law of Strength to the level of Great Accomplishment!"

East King Duke murmured to himself, quickly forming an idea.

"System, This Emperor chooses option two!"

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, host! You have received thirty drops of Pangu's Blood Essence and one strand of Pangu Primordial Spirit!]

Within the system space, a boundless aura of blood and slaughter spread out, radiating immense pressure that made East King Duke's body tremble!

The Pangu Primordial Spirit, in particular, seemed to contain the will of Pangu himself, truly terrifying to the extreme.

A single glance was enough to plunge him into the visions of the World-Opening Tribulation, his entire Dao heart elevated.

"This Emperor intends to take Yaochi to Buzhou Mountain, to discuss the Dao and exchange insights with Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witch dao-friends, and also to explore the mysteries of Pangu Hall."

"You two will head to Penglai Immortal Island—the spiritual energy there is extremely dense, perfect for cultivation!"

East King Duke gently drew Yaochi into his arms, speaking to Nuwa and West Queen Mother.

"We'll listen to our husband!"

"Since we're going to Penglai Immortal Island anyway, we can also visit the East Sea Abyss to find our sister Yinglong. If you dare bully Yaochi, don't blame us for being unkind!"

Nuwa let out a coquettish hum, her small hand twisting at East King Duke's soft waist, while West Queen Mother matched her, her jade hand seeking out his tender spots!

A sour, crisp pleasure—endless comfort!

Seeing this, Yaochi let out a soft laugh, nestling tightly in East King Duke's arms.

Such a scene stirred envy in others, drawing the gazes of many Innate Deities who could hardly bear to look.

"Now that's more like it!"

"Dao-friend East King Duke, come with us to Buzhou Mountain. If I can discuss the Dao with you, my Space Law will surely reach Great Accomplishment!"

Dijiang clapped East King Duke on the shoulder, speaking with great boldness.

Now, no matter how he looked at East King Duke, he felt like a brother—an instant bond of kinship!

Before long!

East King Duke, holding Yaochi, stood atop Qiongqi's Dragon Head, following the Twelve Ancestral Witches to Buzhou Mountain, soaring through the clouds of space.

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Hall.

The group descended upon the earth, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Sha Qi rolling in.

Pangu Hall towered billions of zhang, pitch-black in appearance, where Sha Qi and Pangu's pressure intertwined, exuding an aura of sacred strangeness.

"So this is Pangu Hall!"

"Transformed from Pangu's heart. If This Emperor could forge his Dao heart from Pangu Hall, the Law of Strength would surely reach Great Accomplishment, and the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique would advance unceasingly!"

Gazing at Pangu Hall, East King Duke thought to himself.

After the World-Opening Tribulation, Great God Pangu transformed into the myriad living beings. The twelve drops of blood essence in his heart became the Twelve Ancestral Witches, while the heart itself became Pangu Hall.

Yet over countless years, Pangu Hall had suffered the erosion of time, losing all Life Force. To refine it into a Dao heart would likely require considerable effort.

"Dao-friend East King Duke, please enter!"

Dijiang activated his Space Law, the gates of Pangu Hall swung open, and the group stepped inside.

Within Pangu Hall stood a statue of Pangu, radiating supreme divine might. The group sat in the center of the hall, where a pool of blood churned.

"This is the blood pool from which our Wu Race was born. It contains the blood of Great God Pangu, but no blood essence remains. Over the years, the pool has nearly dried up!"

Ancestral Witch Houtu introduced it to East King Duke.

Hearing this, the latter nodded slightly, then hesitated, looking at Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were so warm and hospitable, yet he was scheming for their Pangu Hall—it truly felt improper.

"Dao-friend East King Duke, speak freely if something's on your mind!"

Dijiang said generously upon seeing this.

Catching the clear, naive look in the Twelve Ancestral Witches' eyes, East King Duke set aside his guard and voiced his thoughts.

"To be honest, This Emperor possesses a fragment of Pangu's Primordial Spirit. If Dao-friend Dijiang refines it, you can attain the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin within ten thousand years."

"This Emperor cultivates the Great Dao of Strength, and the Law of Strength has reached the Minor Accomplishment level. To advance, I need to refine Pangu Hall into a Dao heart, thereby attaining the supreme Dao."

"What say you, dao-friends?"

As Soon as These Words Were Spoken, the Twelve Ancestral Witches showed varied expressions, while Dijiang's face remained calm, his thoughts unreadable.

At the birth of the Ancestral Witches, they possessed a sliver of Primordial Spirit, but it was gradually worn away by Heaven and Earth Sha Qi and the laws they cultivated, leaving them ignorant of the Dao and slow in cultivation.

It wasn't that Ancestral Witches couldn't have a Primordial Spirit—it was that their Great Magic Power would cause even a newly born spirit to vanish in an instant, unless they fused with Pangu's Primordial Spirit. There was no other way.

Now, East King Duke claimed to have a fragment of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, shocking all Twelve Ancestral Witches. For a moment, they didn't know how to proceed.

"Pangu Hall is the sacred ground of our Wu Race. A fragment of Pangu Father God's Primordial Spirit is certainly important, but our sacred ground's value is immeasurable!"

"Therefore, the price must go up!"

"Since you have Pangu's Primordial Spirit, you must also have Pangu's Blood Essence. My Twelve Ancestral Witches require two drops of Pangu's Blood Essence. If you can deliver, then Pangu Hall is yours!"

Dijiang's expression twisted in struggle before he spoke reluctantly.

To avoid scaring off East King Duke, he only demanded two extra drops of Pangu's Blood Essence.

Little did he know, soon Dijiang would regret it bitterly!