Primordial Era: The Dao Wasn't Finished, Yet the Ancestor Witches Became Saints

He was instead extremely puzzled—was the efficiency really this low?

Were these great beings all snails?

After all this time, even a snail would have crawled over.

What the hell were these people doing?

Time is money—could they hurry up a bit?

Once this deal was done, they still had the next one to handle.

Time trickled away, bit by bit, amid the anxiety of the great beings outside the palace and Li Hao's impatience within.

With less than a year left before Hongjun was set to begin his lecture, Yaochi finally snapped back to clarity.

She glanced at the great beings before her, then at the figure that had already vanished.

Startled, Yaochi reached out and nudged the still-dazed Haotian.

Hastily flashing a sweet smile at the great beings, she led them into the Purple Cloud Palace.

Catching sight of that distant figure, Yaochi felt her breath catch, her heart race, as if she couldn't breathe.

Seeing this, the great beings forgot all about being guided.

They surged forward on their own, seeking out seats near the front.

Though it breached etiquette, there was no helping it.

They had already waited plenty—nearly a hundred years, in fact.

If they fussed over manners now, what if this little girl froze up again?

They were here to hear the Dao, not to watch a maiden pine over poetry!

The great beings all moved at once—when it came to listening to the Dao, the closer you were, the more you gained.

Everyone knew that.

Though each held themselves in high regard, they also knew their own measure.

Thus, many didn't press forward but chose a seat nearby instead.

Not because they didn't want to compete—they simply couldn't.

If they started squabbling over seats, and the other party outmatched them, it might pass in ordinary times, but here, with so many eyes and ears, such a scene would be too shameful.

So the seats they chose now basically matched their status and strength.

Quite a few shared this sentiment, even including the Three Pure Ones.

Their strength was indeed top-tier in the Primordial Era.

But... those six Crimson Purple Cushions at the very front, clearly extraordinary, had been taken by that gang of bandits.

Last time, they'd nearly been crippled.

Would they try again?

No memory, no lesson?

The key was—if they lost face, how could they still hold their heads up in the Primordial Era?

The three stood in the second row, hesitating, unable to decide.

Watching the Three Pure Ones waver and refuse to come forward, Li Hao was dumbfounded!

There were seats for you, damn it—you're not coming over?

If you really don't come, how am I supposed to extort... rob... uh, take things?

Thinking this, Li Hao suddenly realized—

Shit!

Didn't the Three Pure Ones have hardly any treasures left?

They were just starting out—most of their stuff came from the Treasure Distribution Rock?

What now? Wasn't this a loss?

What to do? What to do?

Li Hao's mind raced.

Maybe just let them have it?

Even if you're raising pigs, you've got to give them good feed, right?

Fatten them up first—once they're plump, you can harvest another round?

Yeah, that's the plan!

With his thoughts clear, Li Hao waved at the Three Pure Ones.

The three of them didn't react—or rather, they didn't dare to think he was waving at them.

Li Hao had no choice but to wave again.

The Three Pure Ones were baffled. Who was this person?

How dare he ignore the Bandit's summons? Did he have a death wish?

They looked left and right, trying to spot which brave soul it was.

But after searching and searching, they saw no one.

The three were deeply puzzled.

Li Hao was speechless. "What are you looking at? I'm talking to you three!"

Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian were stunned!

They pointed at their own noses in disbelief, their expressions more bizarre than words could describe.

Li Hao nodded and waved again, signaling them to come over.

It wasn't strange they acted this way—these three brothers didn't think the Bandit Li Hao would have anything good to offer them.

He might even be scheming against them.

The three were utterly helpless, but they had no choice.

In the end, they had to walk over reluctantly.

When they got close.

Yuanshi snorted, his face twisted with displeasure. "You shameless little thief, what do you want with us?"

Li Hao didn't mind at all, his face full of smiles.

"We arrived early and grabbed some good spots."

"But something urgent came up in our tribe, so we can't attend the sermon. Yet we don't want to give up our hard-won spots to just anyone."

"Since we share the same origin, we'll give you three the spots!"

Yuanshi looked skeptical. "You'd be that kind? I don't believe it!"

Li Hao waved his hand.

"Look at what you're saying. We share the same origin—blood is thicker than water. Why would I screw you over?"

Laozi and Yuanshi rolled their eyes at this.

Listen!

Just listen!

Was that even human speech?

Blood thicker than water? Not screw them over?

With all their Divine Powers and Magic Treasures.

Hadn't he screwed them over enough?

Chapter 27: Since You're So Pretty, I'll Give You One

Tongtian had been unconscious at the time and didn't know the details, so he didn't find it strange.

Instead, he seemed a bit moved.

Was the Witch Tribe really like what his elder and second brothers said?

Not savage, brutal, or shameless at all.

But rather polite, affectionate, and considerate.

His elder and second brothers must have misunderstood them.

That wouldn't do—he'd have to talk some sense into them later.

Though they'd had some conflict over the treasure.

The Witch Tribe was still their brothers of the same origin.

Besides, they were the ones in the wrong, coming to their territory to snatch treasure—that was indefensible.

Seeing Tongtian's expression was different from the others.

Li Hao was overjoyed. He grabbed Tongtian and immediately started buttering him up.

"Brother Tongtian, look at your two elder brothers."

"We're all brothers of the same origin. Even as we leave, we still think of them."

"And they... they actually doubt us. That really breaks our hearts."