Ziwei Attendant: My Master is Ling Xiao

Ling Xiao already had an idea in mind and immediately made his choice.

"System, I choose two."

Afterward, he summoned the Ziwei Attendant.

"Master, what are your orders?"

The Ziwei Attendant, clad in purple robes that seemed to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, exuded boundless nobility. Now, he served as Ling Xiao's attendant.

"Boy, take my magical treasure and go bring back my two elder brothers..."

Ling Xiao beckoned, and the Primordial Cauldron appeared in his palm, emanating chaotic energy and immense divine might.

"Yes!"

The Ziwei Attendant's face showed surprise as he took the treasure. Within the palm-sized cauldron, Primordial energy swirled, constantly evolving into wondrous phenomena, as if a vast Primordial world was unfolding inside, astonishing to behold.

It was the first time he had seen Ling Xiao reveal this treasure. Judging by his own standards, there were probably fewer than ten treasures in the entire Primordial World stronger than this one.

Ling Xiao informed him of the location and gave him some general instructions. After listening, the Ziwei Attendant became a little uneasy.

He was being asked to use this magical treasure to repel Jieyin and Zhun Ti!

Was this a joke?

Although he didn't know much about the outside world, he had heard of Jieyin and Zhun Ti. They were the two most powerful beings in the West.

With just him and a treasure, wasn't this a suicide mission?

Let alone repelling them, he doubted he could even survive.

"Master, won't this be a bit difficult?"

The Ziwei Attendant asked tentatively, hoping Ling Xiao would reconsider. Assigning such a task was akin to playing with his life.

Ling Xiao chuckled and said, "Just go. When you get there, throw out the cauldron, and I'll handle the rest."

The Primordial Cauldron was his natal magical treasure. Now that he had reached the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm and refined a portion of the power of laws into it, he could still control it to kill enemies even across vast distances.

As long as Jieyin and Zhun Ti had not yet severed a corpse, he could definitely repel them, if not kill them, as long as they were below the Quasi-Saint realm.

"Alright." The Ziwei Attendant nodded, holding the Primordial Cauldron, and left the Sun Star, his expression one of grim determination.

"Getting a drop of Pangu's essence blood for free... so satisfying."

Ling Xiao watched the Ziwei Attendant's departing back, a comfortable smile playing on his lips.

Meanwhile.

The battle between Di Jun and Tai Yi against Jieyin and Zhun Ti had reached its climax. The entire battlefield was on the verge of turning into chaos, filled with an aura of destruction.

Although Di Jun and Tai Yi's cultivation was lower than Jieyin and Zhun Ti's, they could still fight relying on their magical treasures, holding their own for the time being.

Jieyin and Zhun Ti grew increasingly alarmed as they fought. They had gathered all the fortune of the West, and their cultivation could advance to another realm at any moment, yet they couldn't defeat two Golden Crows.

They recalled that the last time at Mount Buzhou, these two Golden Crows were still very weak, and they could easily overpower them. Now, they were not much weaker than them.

"No! We must sever a corpse and become Quasi-Saints quickly!"

Jieyin and Zhun Ti felt a sense of crisis. Only by becoming Quasi-Saints could they truly widen the gap.

The aura of their battle alerted many powerful beings who were returning after listening to the Dao. Some, just emerging from the chaos, suddenly witnessed a world-shattering battle, their faces quickly turning from surprise to excitement.

Duke of the East, leading a group of newly recruited subordinates, emerged from the chaos.

Seeing Di Jun and Tai Yi being suppressed, a cold sneer appeared on his lips.

"Weren't you quite arrogant back in Purple Heaven Palace?"

He had kindly invited them, but they had refused to give him face.

Now, they were finally tasting the consequences, weren't they?

"Immortal Lord, they are fighting without reason and disrupting the order of the Primordial World. Should we intervene?"

At this moment, a subordinate behind Duke of the East inquired.

"Not yet. This is a personal feud; let them resolve it themselves." Duke of the East waved his hand dismissively.

If it were ordinary beings, he would have intervened to show off.

But these were not ordinary beings. The Golden Crows naturally didn't fear him, but he was wary of Jieyin and Zhun Ti. He didn't want to offend them unless absolutely necessary, unless he had sufficient power.

On the other side.

The major Ancestral Witches, having just repelled the Three Pure Ones, were drawn to the battle between Jieyin and Zhun Ti and Di Jun and Tai Yi.

"Jieyin and Zhun Ti's strength is actually comparable to the Three Pure Ones?"

Qiangliang's voice boomed, sounding quite surprised. He was eager to fight, his battle spirit surging, still not having recovered from the previous engagement.

"That's because they have gathered the fortune of the West and are blessed with merit!"

Xuanming's eyes flickered as she took in the entire scene of the battle.

"It's a pity. If the Golden Crows had accepted the decree of a Saint and established the Heavenly Court, Jieyin and Zhun Ti would definitely not dare to attack them!"

Houtu said with some regret, briefly explaining the events at Purple Heaven Palace to Xuanming and the other Ancestral Witches.

"Could such a thing really be true?" Xuanming wore a look of astonishment, never expecting that the Golden Crow had once refused such a grand opportunity.

"To oversee the heavens and earth and maintain the order of the Primordial World—this move is likely intended to restrain our Witch Clan."

"The Golden Crow was wise; he knew that accepting this heavy responsibility would mean facing us Ancestral Witches, so he refused."

Xuanming analyzed, feeling a sense of appreciation for the Golden Crow's good sense.

"Whoever dares to ride upon my head, this one will tear them apart!" Qiangliang let out a thunderous roar, flashes of lightning flickering amidst his words, creating a terrifying spectacle.

"The entire Primordial World was transformed from the body of Father God; who has the qualifications to manage us?" Zhurong sneered, his face full of disdain.

Logically speaking, the entire Primordial World should be inherited by them; they should be able to do whatever they pleased on their own turf. Was it really someone else's turn to point fingers and dictate?

"Eh! What is that?"

Just as the Ancestral Witches were discussing the matter, they suddenly saw a streak of purple light pierce the horizon and rush toward the battlefield.

Ziwei Attendant had finally arrived, clutching the Primordial Cauldron to his chest, emboldening himself as he charged into the fray.

This action drew surprise from many great powers, and seeing that he was merely a cultivator at the early stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, they were even more bewildered.

"Has he lived enough and lost his mind, seeking his own death?"

Is a battle between top-tier Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals something one can just casually interfere with?

"All... all of you, stop!"

Ziwei Attendant took a deep breath and shouted, his heart trembling with unease, for he truly had no confidence in how he could repel Jieyin and Zhun Ti with nothing but a cauldron.

"And who are you? How dare you interfere in our affairs!" Zhun Ti stared directly at Ziwei Attendant, shouting with a hostile expression. Had he not sensed that the newcomer's origins were extraordinary, he would have slapped him away long ago.

"My master sent me here. You should leave quickly, depart from this place; I... I do not wish to resort to force."

Ziwei Attendant swallowed hard, bracing his courage as he shouted, striving to put on the air of an expert.

At this moment, Di Jun and Tai Yi suddenly noticed the small cauldron in Ziwei Attendant's arms.

"Isn't this... our third brother's Dharma treasure?"

The two exchanged a glance, their hearts suddenly clear.

"Little thing, and who is your master? To actually dare meddle in our affairs?"

Zhun Ti asked coldly, his gaze lingering on the Primordial Cauldron.

"Hmm... this trinket seems familiar; where have I seen it before?"

"Could it be..."

Ziwei Attendant pursed his lips and shouted loudly: "My master is the Sun Star God Ling Xiao!"