Prehistoric World: I Wreak Havoc on the Three Religions, and You Won't Split Up?

The Two Saints of the West stepped forward and spoke to Yuanshi.

"This disciple of yours is truly impressive."

Yuanshi's anger instantly dissipated, replaced by pride.

His own apprentice had brought him face—arriving a bit late was no big deal!

The sudden appearance of Guang Chengzi drew everyone's gaze.

Duobao cast a suspicious look, sizing up Guang Chengzi from head to toe.

"Could that black-robed figure from the other day be him?"

"Or has Senior Brother also taken a Breakthrough Pill?"

"But why is his hair..."

Guang Chengzi wore a Daoist crown, with black hair cascading behind him, fluttering in the wind.

He was clad in a purple Daoist robe embroidered with profound Eight Trigrams patterns, faint immortal energy swirling around.

"There's nothing wrong here—could it be that Senior Brother Guang Chengzi has achieved unity with heaven and earth, blessed with some opportunity?"

Guang Chengzi glanced at Duobao and breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

After taking the pill, he hadn't rushed to break through; instead, he first observed his own condition.

Sure enough, caution had its benefits.

His bald pate had saddened Guang Chengzi, his flowing hair scattering away with the wind.

So he used his artifact-refining skills to conjure a wig from spiritual herbs.

Fixing it in place with the Daoist crown, he set it atop his head.

"Junior Brother Duobao, it seems I'm still one step ahead."

Watching Duobao's dejected expression, Guang Chengzi felt both lingering fear and delight.

Good thing he was clever!

Just as everyone was about to congratulate Guang Chengzi, a gentle breeze swept by.

Guang Chengzi's Daoist crown swayed with the wind and abruptly toppled over.

A gleaming, reflective scalp came into everyone's view.

The lively scene instantly fell silent.

All the Xuan Sect disciples stood dumbfounded.

Chi Jingzi's congratulatory words were cut off halfway, stuck in his throat.

Guang Chengzi sensed the strange atmosphere around him and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

Trembling, he touched his head.

Mm, very smooth.

Then he felt his heart.

Mm, it wasn't beating.

This...

That was an artifact he had refined—how could it not withstand even a gust of wind?!

Junior Brother Xuandan's pill truly wouldn't stop until it killed someone!

A bald head couldn't even be concealed by divine abilities, techniques, or artifacts!

And then he recalled... back in Jade Void Palace.

Even Yuanshi, a Saint, couldn't undo the side effect of Huanglong turning into a Loli.

He was merely a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal wanting to hide his baldness.

Two words: dream on!

Only Duobao was inwardly ecstatic.

"Good, so it really was you, you old bastard!"

One person losing face makes you want to crawl into a crack in the ground.

Two people losing face—he felt immensely relieved.

Sometimes, after being rained on, you want to break everyone else's umbrella.

Yuanshi and Tongtian exchanged a glance, both expressions stiff.

The Two Saints of the West watched the pair with keen interest, inwardly overjoyed.

Good, good, good—both were fine seedlings for the Western Teachings.

Yuanshi and Tongtian's hearts were nearly shattered.

I really couldn't understand what the two of them were up to.

Upon learning that the Two Saints of the West had arrived, they went out to greet them bare-headed as a sign of respect.

This made Jieyin and Zhunti feel as if they had returned to Mount Sumeru?

Duobao felt the scorching gazes around him.

Especially when he caught sight of Qiu Shou Xian pulling out a Memory Stone.

He suddenly felt like needles pricking his back—this was no place to linger.

"Master, this disciple has just broken through to Primordial Unity Golden Immortal and still needs to return and stabilize his realm. I beg your permission, Master."

Tongtian quickly waved his hand.

"Go on back."

Duobao fled back to his cave dwelling as if escaping death itself.

Seeing Duobao already slip away, Guang Chengzi couldn't stay put either.

"Master, I—"

Before he could finish, Yuanshi waved his hand.

"Say no more. Hurry back and stabilize your realm."

Guang Chengzi wanted to cry but had no tears; inwardly, he was already wailing to the heavens.

"Junior brother, you've ruined me!"

He caught sight of the Memory Stones flashing in the hands of Yu Ding and the others, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Without a moment's hesitation, he directly executed an escape technique and fled.

Of the three sects' senior brothers, only Xuan Du remained on the scene.

Watching the two junior brothers leave in such haste, he couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

Earlier, he had sensed someone sneaking into the Ren Sect's dojo.

He never expected it to be Duobao and Guang Chengzi seeking elixirs from Junior Brother Xuandan.

The two of them making fools of themselves with bald heads was true enough.

But their realms were genuinely Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.

They had already broken through a step ahead of him, while he was still stuck at Golden Immortal.

A conflicted gleam flickered in Xuan Du's eyes.

The Three Pure Ones led the Two Saints of the West into the Eight Sceneries Palace.

The Western Teachings' only two disciples, Pharmacist and Ksitigarbha, were left behind.

Laozi instructed Xuan Du and Xuandan to properly entertain these two great disciples of the Western Teachings.

The remaining disciples of the three sects who had come to greet them naturally dispersed.

At the same time, they passed around the Memory Stones among themselves.

Some even traded My Loli Senior Brother for My Bald Senior Brother.

This showed just how much weight Xuan Du carried among the three sects' disciples.

Inside the Eight Sceneries Palace, Jieyin and Zhunti couldn't help but praise.

"The East truly is a land of outstanding talent."

"The disciples of the three sects on Kunlun Mountain are geniuses among geniuses even across the entire Prehistoric World."

"Two Primordial Unity Golden Immortals—the West is deeply envious."

The Three Pure Ones wore smiles on their faces.

Being praised by fellow saints naturally brought them honor.

Taiqing took the initiative to ask.

"Might I ask what business brings you two fellow Daoists to Kunlun Mountain?"

Zhunti wore a beaming smile but did not answer directly. Instead, he asked with a grin.

"We heard that you three fellow Daoists are planning to hold some kind of Three Sects Grand Competition?"

"Might we ask you three fellow Daoists, how exactly will this Three Sects Grand Competition be conducted?"

Taiqing replied calmly.

"The specific details are still under discussion. For now, it is tentatively set to include martial combat—disciples drawing lots to compete—as well as mission trials to assess their individual completion results. At that time, we three brothers will jointly oversee it."

Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged a knowing smile.

With the Three Pure Ones jointly overseeing the competition, there would surely be no chaos.

At this moment, however, the Three Pure Ones were somewhat puzzled, uncertain of the Two Saints of the West's intentions.