"First Brother, don't rush. Just have our older brothers block the door well. We can head inside first and snatch up those few most special prayer mats right at the front."
Dijiang patted his chest. "Got it. But Thirteenth Brother, do we still need to listen to the sermon afterwards?"
After saying this, he paused, continuing with a slightly troubled expression. "You know how it is. Our older brothers aren't very keen on these things."
Li Hao looked at Dijiang, then at the other Ancestor Witches, before finally waving a hand.
"Listen to what sermon? Once we finish this business, we've got other things to do."
Dijiang wore a puzzled expression, looking at Li Hao with eyes full of inquiry.
"Still have things to do? What other things?"
Li Hao smiled in an unfathomable manner. "Don't rush. We'll talk about that after this business is done."
Dijiang was extremely helpless.
This Thirteenth Brother of theirs loved to keep people in suspense far too much.
He actually still wanted to keep secrets from First Brother.
Come to think of it, Dijiang really wronged Li Hao.
This matter truly wasn't him deliberately keeping people in suspense.
The main thing was, where were they currently located?
This was the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun's territory.
If he really said too much, there was no guarantee that old silver coin wouldn't eavesdrop.
In that case, wouldn't the plan go down the drain?
In fact, Li Hao hadn't thought of these things initially, which was why he had blurted out the matter of seizing the prayer mats.
However, this momentary slip of the tongue also cost him a heavy price.
Fifty thousand points went down the drain.
Mm... right as he spoke of seizing the prayer mats, the system prompted that fifty thousand points were deducted to activate the shielding field.
The reason, you ask? Because someone was eavesdropping.
He had to admit that this shielding field was truly powerful, or rather, things produced by the system were all top-tier.
Above, it could obscure heavenly secrets; below, it could block divine powers. Only those within a certain range whom the system judged to be completely incapable of betraying the host could hear.
The only shortcoming was that it was a bit expensive. Fifty thousand points could only shield for three minutes.
With that being the case, how could Li Hao dare to discuss other matters? If another fifty thousand points were deducted, his fragile little heart couldn't take it.
Fifty thousand, ah! Wouldn't it be much better to save it up and snatch... retrieve a magic treasure instead?
Mm... as for the matters after seizing the prayer mats, they weren't complicated.
They were far simpler than seizing the prayer mats.
Hongjun was preaching the Dao.
The various mighty figures, as long as they had some cultivation and consciously felt their realms were decent, all came to listen to the sermon.
This also meant that the Primordial World was basically equivalent to a masterless land.
With such a good opportunity right before him, how could Li Hao possibly miss it?
Wasn't this like having a huge feast? And it was even in a buffet format.
Weren't you going to take whatever looked good and eat whatever tasted good?
This was practically arriving in heaven.
Time passed like a white horse galloping past a crevice.
In less than ten years, the various mighty figures also arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace one after another.
The Three Pure Ones, who arrived first, were originally in high spirits.
With this sage preaching the Dao, the three of us brothers arrived first, so we will boundlessly reap the richest harvest.
As a result... the moment they arrived at the door, they saw seven or eight large men surrounding them in a circle, guarding the palace gates.
Inside the circle were two men and two women, totaling four people.
The most important thing was that that detestable, bandit-like, shameless person was actually among them.
Seeing this scene, Laozi and Tongtian instinctively shivered.
Yuanshi didn't shiver, but his complexion instantly turned pale.
Gritting his teeth, his eyes stared fixedly at Li Hao.
In response, Li Hao didn't get angry; instead, he smiled and waved, counting it as a greeting.
At this, Yuanshi almost choked with rage, his teeth grinding audibly, which showed just how deeply he hated Li Hao.
As time progressed, the subsequent mighty figures arrived in succession.
Seeing the large men blocking the door, they only frowned and didn't dare to say much.
No one was willing to play the bird that stuck its head out first.
At this moment, a middle-aged Daoist wearing a red robe, with red hair and red whiskers, walked over, leading a childish-faced Daoist who was about 1.4 meters tall with three strands of long whiskers growing beneath his jaw.
Li Hao froze for a moment, instantly recognizing the newcomers.
To be honest, these two guys were simply too recognizable.
Wasn't this the Primordial good guy Hong Yun, along with his good buddy Zhen Yuanzi?
Chapter 25: The Primordial World Is Not Suitable for Someone Like Hong Yun to Survive In
Stealthily observing Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi.
Li Hao nodded inwardly. No wonder Hong Yun was called the number one good guy of the Primordial Era.
From his physiognomy, he was simply the kind-hearted, benevolent, and content-with-the-world type.
Not to mention that easygoing and friendly aura.
Just... this title of the Primordial number one good guy was truly well-deserved.
Looking again at Zhen Yuanzi.
Good grief!
Li Hao directly called out good grief!
Although he had heard of it long ago, seeing him now with his own eyes.
He had to say, there was a reason why this guy could become sworn brothers with Monkey Sun and address each other as brothers!
This fellow was a mere three-cun nail; a height of 1.4 meters was not exaggerated at all.
Standing together with Monkey Sun, aside from lacking a full body of fur, calling them brothers wasn't problematic at all.
Wasn't it just that the older brother inherited their parents' good genes, while the younger brother's genes mutated?
Oh... or perhaps the older brother's genes mutated, evolving further from a monkey to become a human.
That also made sense.
Just as Li Hao was observing, Hong Yun's good-guy trait took effect.
Seeing everyone blocked outside, he walked right up.
Hesitating for a moment, he approached a burly man who was about the same height as him, both with red hair and red robes, dressed entirely in red.
He reached out and gently patted the burly man's back.
It wasn't that he didn't want to pat other places; Hong Yun had indeed initially intended to pat his shoulder.
The problem was... his height was simply not enough.
As far as Hong Yun's height was concerned, among Primordial Cultivators, he could already be considered part of the taller bunch.
Yet facing the Witch Tribe, it clearly wasn't quite enough to look at.
Thus, he could only retreat to second best and pat his back.
Seeing this scene, Li Hao chuckled endlessly.
Whether Hong Yun's luck was good or bad had always been rather hard to say.
Did you say his luck was good? It was indeed very good, being able to occupy a Sage-Making Prayer Mat and still obtain the Primordial Violet Qi without occupying a Sage-Making Prayer Mat.
Could this not be considered good luck?
Did you say his luck was bad? That wasn't wrong either; occupying a prayer mat only to cede it, and obtaining the violet qi only to become embroiled in a killing tribulation.
Therefore, Hong Yun's luck was truly hard to say. If he had to say, it was half good and half bad.
The saying "misfortune is what fortune leans upon, fortune is what misfortune lurks within" was entirely correct.
However, after seeing this action from Hong Yun, Li Hao could conclude.
Hong Yun's luck was truly terrible. With so many people blocking the door.
Whom else could you pick to cozy up to, why did you have to go and find someone with a fiery temper like Zhu Rong?
This time, he was probably going to suffer a massive loss of face.
Sure enough, just as Li Hao expected.
Feeling someone patting his back, Zhu Rong impatiently turned around to look behind him.
Seeing it was a middle-aged Daoist with red whiskers and red hair, wearing a red robe.
Zhu Rong, whose heart was already feeling displeased, grew even angrier.
What the fuck!
Dressing in matching clothes wasn't enough!
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