Primordial World: Dad Under House Arrest? I'll Smash Hongjun with My Baby Bottle!
Chapter 10

Saints Gather! The Two Saints of the West Nearly Wet Themselves

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The shout from Jade Void Palace still echoed above the ninth heaven.

The next instant, a figure stepped out of the void.

Golden lotuses bloomed beneath his feet, each step shining with radiance.

From the auspicious clouds above his head hung countless strands of jeweled tassels, and Auspicious Qi arose around him.

In his hand was a Whisk that looked utterly ordinary, yet the Jade Pure Immortal Light coiling around it split into countless sharp edges, slicing through Chaos.

One of the Three Pure Ones, the true form of the Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerate had arrived!

His gaze swept past his furious Elder Brother and landed on the Milk Bottle.

The body of the Saint Yuanshi Tianzun trembled slightly.

Tongtian!

Well played, Tongtian!

He had thought he'd calculated every twist of fate, suppressed Tongtian in Zixiao Palace, wiped out the ten thousand immortals of the Interception Sect, and settled their karmic ties so they could never rise again.

Who could have imagined it!

Who would have dared imagine it!

He looked toward Zixiao Palace, his voice carrying across the entire Primeval World.

"You hid yourself well, Junior Brother!"

Before the words had even faded, his gaze snapped back to Xiruan, killing intent turning tangible in his eyes.

"This child must not be allowed to live!"

He whipped the Whisk in his hand forward, and the Apricot Yellow Banner swooped down over Xiruan!

Xiruan had been about to use the Milk Bottle to smash the Taiji Diagram. When she saw the great banner fluttering in the wind, her big eyes went wide.

"Huh? Second Uncle's here too?"

"Your raggedy banner looks more fun than Big Uncle's cushion!"

Mount Sumeru in the West.

"Elder Brother!" Zunti's voice brimmed with excitement. "Heaven has sent us a golden opportunity! The East is in turmoil, and the Heavenly Court's Fortune is collapsing. This is surely a sign that Heaven wills the West to rise!"

Jieyin said nothing, but a rare glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

A compassionate Buddha's Name rang out from Mount Sumeru in the West, echoing through Chaos.

"Amitabha."

"Fellow Daoists, please calm your anger. Please, calm down."

As the words fell, two Golden Buddha Shadows appeared in the Heavenly Court.

One held the Jieyin Treasure Banner, his face etched with suffering as he grieved for all living beings.

The other held the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree, his countenance solemn and dignified, Buddha Light layered behind his head.

The Two Saints of the West had arrived!

Their appearance made all the Great Beings spying from the shadows feel as though their Divine Senses were about to shatter under the terrifying pressure of the Saints facing off.

The Three Pure Ones were fighting among themselves, and the West had joined in.

How was this even more exciting than the Investiture of the Gods Calamity?!

Yuanshi Tianzun and Saint Taiqing frowned in unison and coldly eyed the two newcomers.

Before either of them could speak, a childish voice rang out.

Xiruan stared fixedly at the Two Saints of the West, so excited that drool dribbled from her mouth.

She pointed at them with her chubby little hand.

"Wow! They're made of gold!"

"Are you here to make my daddy pay his debts too?!"

All the Saints on high in the Heavenly Court froze, and the terrifying standoff instantly fell apart.

Saint Taiqing and Yuanshi Tianzun turned to look at the Two Saints of the West in unison. Their expressions were extraordinarily complicated, with a hint of... schadenfreude.

Jieyin Daoren and Zunti Daoren were completely dumbfounded.

What had they come here for?

Why was this baby pointing at them and saying they were... here to collect a debt? Why was she looking at them like fat lambs?

Xiruan didn't care what the Saints were thinking. She counted on her little fingers.

"One golden man, two golden men..."

"If I melt you two down, I can probably sell you for lots and lots of money, right?"

"Then Daddy won't have to be locked in the Small Dark Room anymore!"

When she finished, she nodded firmly, quite pleased with her brilliant idea.

RUMBLE!!

Melt... melt them?!

The expressions on the Two Saints of the West cracked in unison.

Who were they?

Heavenly Dao Saints! They were indestructible through countless kalpas and would live as long as Heaven!

This little baby wanted to melt down the Golden Bodies of Merit they had painstakingly cultivated and sell them as gold?!

She wanted to dig up the foundations of the Western Religious Sect, then use the Saints' ashes to pave a pigsty!

"Y-Young Benefactor..."

Jieyin forced down the Saint's Heart that was on the verge of breaking apart, doing his utmost to preserve his compassionate expression.

"You and I are strangers. How could I possibly be here to collect a debt? There must be some misunderstanding."

Buddha Light blossomed around him, accompanied by Buddhist chants, as he tried to convert the baby on the spot.

But the golden light couldn't even touch Xiruan. Instead, it gilded her in a gorgeous golden glow.

She looked just like a festive New Year's painting doll.

Xiruan raised her little brows and pointed the Milk Bottle at the Two Saints of the West.

"You're so shiny. You must be rich!"

"Rich people are all bad! You came to bully my daddy!"

"Let me hit you once. Just once!"

She charged at them with the Milk Bottle in hand.

Zunti Daoren's eyelid twitched violently.

Reason with her? His Elder Brother was trying to reason with a baby who wanted to melt him down and sell him?

What was his Elder Brother thinking?!

The Saint's fury burned away the last shred of his reason.

"Elder Brother! This monster is impossible to reason with! She's gone too far!"

Zunti roared furiously. The Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree in his hand swelled in the wind, unleashing countless streams of Seven-Colored Divine Light that streaked toward Xiruan.

He would make this reckless little monster understand that no one could insult a Saint!

Inside Zixiao Palace.

Master Tongtian had gone numb as he watched the scene in the Water Mirror. He slowly shut his eyes and clutched his chest.

It was over.

The two most shameless, most vengeful fellows in the Primeval World had been thoroughly offended, too.

Daughter, had you perhaps expanded your network a little too widely?!

The Chaos Baby Bottle and the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree, which could brush away anything, collided with a thunderous crash.

Yuanshi and Taiqing fixed their eyes on that instant.

"CLANG—!"

A deafening boom that shook the ninth heaven erupted over the Heavenly Court!

Zunti Daoren felt an overbearing, savage force surge back through the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree!

His Sixteen-Foot Golden Body shuddered, and the Chaos Void beneath his feet cracked inch by inch!

He stared down in horror.

The Seven-Colored Divine Light on his Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree, which could brush away anything and break through any treasure, had been smashed dim!

A hairline crack had even appeared in the tree itself!

"Pfft—"

His heart and mind rocked, and Zunti spat out a mouthful of Saint Blood, his face full of disbelief.

My Treasured Dao Artifact... had actually been cracked by a baby bottle... with one hit?!

How was that possible?!

"Junior Brother!"

Jieyin Daoren's expression changed drastically. He immediately brought out the Jieyin Treasure Banner, shielding Zunti completely.

"Amitabha! Benefactor, stop at once!"

The banner unfurled, revealing countless Buddha realms. Three Thousand Jie Di chanted, and boundless merit light gathered into a defensive barrier.

Xiruan was flung back into the air. She steadied her tiny body and looked at the glittering Turtle Shell, pouting.

"You still dare to block me!"

"I'm angry now!"

She opened her mouth and sucked gently.

Whoosh—!

The Saints felt their scalps go numb.

The golden canopy, formed from boundless faith and merit, turned into a golden stream of light and was swallowed by Xiruan in one gulp!

Everyone was dumbstruck.

What was that? It was merit! The Power of Faith! The lifeblood of the Western Religious Sect!

That stuff was formless and could only be drawn in and guided with great magical power.

But now...

It had actually...

Been sucked away?!

"Burp~"

Xiruan burped contentedly, smacked her lips, and gave her serious assessment.

"Sweet. Like roasted sweet potatoes."

Billions of miles away, the water in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool on Mount Sumeru in the West instantly fell by half!

Countless golden lotuses withered on the spot!

Jieyin Daoren and Zunti Daoren were struck as if by lightning. They clearly felt a large chunk of the Western Religious Sect's fortune being torn away!

It was ten thousand times worse than being killed!

"M-Monster!"

Zunti Daoren pointed at Xiruan, his voice trembling. He had none of a Saint's usual dignity left.

At last, he understood.

Tongtian! This was all Tongtian's scheme!

Tongtian was a lunatic. He had refined a monster specifically designed to counter every Saint!

Boundless fear swept over the two Saints.

Xiruan's big eyes shone as she fixed them on the pair again.

"Your turn!"

This time, her target was Jieyin Daoren's Big Bald Head!

Jieyin Daoren's pupils widened.

In his vision, the Milk Bottle glimmering with Chaotic Ghostly Light rapidly grew larger.

For the first time in countless ages, fear appeared on his face, usually marked by eternal sorrow!

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