Xi He and Changxi were stunned by the vicious words spoken by the women and the Origin Mother.
"To the point where we've fallen to this state? What state? Isn't this a good thing?"
The two women were puzzled. They hadn't seen any of the other women missing limbs; they were eating and drinking well. It didn't seem as bad as they were described.
Moreover, according to the female listener, Ling Xiao seemed to be a heartless and ungrateful man who fell in love with every woman he met.
That won't do!
Based on their understanding of Ling Xiao is definitely not that kind of person.
If so, the two sisters would definitely be among the first victims.
After all, we live so close, like the sun and the moon, we're neighbors, there's no way we can run away from each other.
If Origin Mother and the others said something else, it might have some credibility, but Xi He and Changxi would absolutely not believe this.
Therefore, even when surrounded by more than a hundred women, including the Stunning Immortal, Xi He and Changxi remained completely unmoved.
I even felt a little like laughing.
However, in order to cooperate with them and not give themselves away, the two women still tried their best to feign shock, fear, and even disgust.
He nodded repeatedly, and even uttered a couple of curses.
"Ling Xiao... he's really a villain!"
"That's outrageous! I'll definitely get my hands on him if I ever see him again!"
Under the guidance of their Origin Mother and through the efforts of the two women, they progressed from the initial stage of Primordial Origin Great Luo to around the fifth level of Primordial Taiji.
Although their cultivation level was only average, the women still encouraged them and were satisfied with their performance.
Cultivation level is secondary; the most important thing is to have an enlightened mind.
As long as one's ideological awareness keeps up, one can gradually learn what cultivation entails.
"Mother, as long as you kill this villain Ling Xiao, you can become the successor of the War God Palace. This is an opportunity for you."
Should we set off now for the Mythic Battlefield?
The Stunning Immortal asked for instructions with a serious expression, already eager to try and impatient to do so.
Origin Mother slowly sat down, revealing a mature and beautiful figure. She did not answer immediately, as if she was thinking.
"I don't care about the legacy of the Ancestor of War. Let me think about this matter. Going to the Mythic Battlefield rashly would be fraught with danger."
Moreover, with so many powerful individuals flocking to it, disputes are bound to arise. By then, we will be in grave danger before Ling Xiao has even killed him."
She had considered everything carefully. One of the prerequisites for killing Ling Xiao was going to the Mythic Battlefield, where she would have to compete with so many powerful opponents.
In other words, if you want to kill Ling Xiao yourself, you have to defeat these people first.
It's like having a huge group of bodyguards; if you want to kill the main target, you have to deal with these guys first.
"What should we do then? Are we just supposed to let this revenge go unpunished?" one of the fairies said unwillingly, her anger rising like a volcano.
It's about to spray!
Xi He and Changxi, standing in the crowd, had their eyes light up. Not seeking revenge was just what they wanted.
"Xi He, Changxi, what are you laughing at?"
A fairy noticed the two women's unusual behavior; while everyone else was angry, these two actually started laughing.
"No! We're just laughing because we're so angry!" Changxi's expression turned furious.
"Revenge! We must get revenge!"
Xi He and shouted loudly.
The women nodded with satisfaction; that was exactly the feeling.
I almost thought there was a traitor among them.
Origin Mother glanced at the two girls but didn't think much of it. Under normal circumstances, she would have noticed their unusual behavior.
But right now, her mind was entirely on Ling Xiao. After thinking for a long time, she slowly spoke.
"Right now, Ling Xiao is certain to die. It's regrettable that we can't take revenge ourselves, but it's a helpless situation."
Origin Mother remained calm and spoke coldly, the chill in her eyes lessening considerably.
Ling Xiao killed the successor of the War God Palace, committing a heinous crime that the Ancestor of War would never forgive.
Even if Ling Xiao had extraordinary abilities, he couldn't possibly survive this calamity.
She felt somewhat at peace with it, but there was nothing she could do about it otherwise.
"Does Mother mean we're not going to the Mythic Battlefield?"
"I will not go for now. I will pay close attention to this matter and report back to me as soon as possible."
The Origin Mother spoke sternly.
The women wanted to say something more, but seeing the resolute and unquestionable expression on the Origin Mother's face, they had no choice but to hold back.
Xi He and Changxi breathed a sigh of relief, but not too much. Remembering Ling Xiao's situation, they quickly tensed up again.
Although the Origin Mother did not intend to intervene, the Ancestor of War had already declared that there would be no shortage of powerful individuals to intercept and kill her.
As fellow natives of the Primordial World, regardless of the reason, Xi He and Changxi both hoped that Ling Xiao could live in peace.
Next, Origin Mother's daughters went out to gather information. Xi He and Changxi were at the forefront, showing great enthusiasm and winning the approval and affection of the other women.
At this moment, a large number of powerful individuals in the Thousand Autumn Realm have already set out from the teleportation arrays of various main cities to the Chaos Forbidden Zone.
This upheaval, while not particularly intense, has had a wide-ranging impact.
The central capital city, under the jurisdiction of the twelfth Divine Hall of the Thousand Autumn Realm, is the hub of teleportation arrays of all sizes in the surrounding area.
Fortresses made of divine Golden Immortal iron, and unknown substances are connected together, covering thousands of light-years of spacetime.
Countless powerful individuals come and go from this place, using the teleportation array here to travel to other realms.
"I've been in the True Realm for so long, and this is my first time using a teleportation array. For some reason, I'm a little excited."
In the city, a young man dressed in a black robe and carrying a three-foot-long sword looked around and said with a smile.
"Hmph! A realm beyond realms, yet they still need teleportation arrays to travel? How laughable!"
Beside him, a middle-aged man with an arrogant expression spoke coldly, his words full of disdain for the Origin True Realm.
"Doesn't this make it look bigger?" the young Daoist in black robes laughed.
Listening to their conversation, the old man walking between the two men had a glint in his eyes.
He may appear old, but he possesses a sharp and undiminished edge.
"This time, our Three Sages Sect is serving the Divine Hall and going to the Mythic Battlefield to quell the chaos. In the eyes of others, we are nothing more than cannon fodder."
There's nothing we can do about it; the allocated spots have to be filled. But isn't this also an opportunity? An opportunity for us to make a name for ourselves?
Upon hearing this, the black-robed Daoist immediately laughed.
"Brother, wouldn't it be wonderful to live a secluded life as a carefree cultivator? Why go to such lengths to gain the approval of the Thousand Autumn Realm?"
"You don't understand. This place may seem different from the Primordial World, but its essence is the same. Only by becoming the core of a realm can one truly find peace."
The old man's eyes shone with a sharp light, a wisdom that seemed to see through everything.
"I understand, I understand. The Realm Lord is like Hongjun, and we need to become Heavenly Dao Sage. Haven't you had enough of this trick yet?"
The black-robed Daoist smiled helplessly.
"Wrong! This time, the Fate of the three of us brothers must be in our own hands."
The old man spoke in a deep voice, his eyes gleaming with a light that made it impossible to look directly at him.
Behind the three were a few scattered cultivators, all of whom were newly joined disciples of the Three Saints Palace.
Hearing the Palace Master's grand words, everyone looked at him strangely and almost burst out laughing.
They didn't know the background of their three leaders, but their titles were all incredibly powerful and terrifying.
The first leader was called Taishang, the second leader was called Yuanshi, Three Teachings was called Tongtian.