"Are you really a Sage's disciple?"
Jiu Feng looked wary as she carefully examined Xuan Qing. "Judging by your attire, you do seem to be a disciple of the Mystic Sect, and you bear none of the Demon Clan's aura!"
"Genuine without a doubt!"
Xuan Qing hurriedly agreed.
As he spoke, he revealed a trace of his mana. Although the mana cultivated by disciples of the Three Pure Ones differed slightly, it generally contained a strand of Innate Pure Qi.
The Demon Clan's aura, meanwhile, was chaotic and impure. This was especially true for Demon Clan members below Daluo, who cultivated the "Heavenly Demon Body-Refining" method and used the power of the surrounding stars to temper their bodies. They inevitably carried some Lunar Power, standing out from other cultivators like a candle in the night.
Jiu Feng still did not lower her guard. She sternly demanded, "If you are a Sage's disciple, why were you hiding in the earth veins beneath our Witch Race tribe?"
"This..."
After hesitating briefly, Xuan Qing decided to answer truthfully. "Not long ago, the Demon Clan besieged the Pan Hu Clan. Their ancestor, King Pan, perished and transformed the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains into poisonous miasma! This humble Daoist went there in search of treasure and, by chance, encountered King Pan's remnant soul. I reached an agreement with it and lured Demon God Xiao Mang into the deathtrap King Pan had prepared!"
"And in exchange, King Pan's remnant soul gave this humble Daoist the two Innate Spiritual Treasures in his possession!"
As he spoke, Xuan Qing summoned the Heavenly Gu Yuan Yu Banner and the King Pan Yuan Gu Sword, waving them before Jiu Feng to lend his words greater credibility.
If he lied and she saw through him, the Witch Race might think that a Mystic Sect disciple had been stirring up the war between the Witch Race and the Demon Clan from behind the scenes.
Therefore, everything he said was true!
"Xiao Mang?"
Jiu Feng frowned slightly. "So you were the one Fuxi had been pursuing?"
"That's right!"
Xuan Qing nodded.
Just moments ago, he had calculated with his fingers. Less than three days had actually passed since he fled into Witch Race territory and was then taken away by Nuwa's divine power!
The abilities of a Sage were indeed unfathomable. He had vaguely felt as though he had spent nearly a thousand years in Grand Simplicity Heaven, yet only three days had passed in the Primordial World.
"Interesting!"
Upon hearing this, Jiu Feng finally withdrew her killing intent. She looked at Xuan Qing with interest. "A mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal actually managed to escape from Fuxi?"
"No!"
Jiu Feng frowned again. "Your cultivation realm looks rather strange. You seem like Taiyi, yet also like Daluo. Both your physical body and primordial spirit have reached the level of a Great Golden Immortal, but your Dao Fruit still seems to remain at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level!"
"Great Witch, your eyes are sharp indeed!"
Xuan Qing did not deny it. He merely silently activated the Golden Cloud Crown, concealing his aura.
Jiu Feng was not surprised.
She was close to Houtu among the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Houtu had also gone to the Purple Mist Palace to hear the Dao, so Jiu Feng naturally knew that Mystic Sect disciples possessed all manner of strange divine abilities and magical treasures.
"Leave at once!"
Jiu Feng's face was full of baleful intent. She did not wish to become entangled in a Sage's karma, and she had little goodwill toward Xuan Qing, who had diverted disaster toward them and fled to their Witch Race tribe for refuge. Naturally, she had no desire to deal with him.
Hearing this, Xuan Qing tested the waters. "May I stay here temporarily for a few days? I fear Fuxi may still be near the Witch Race tribe, waiting to capture this humble Daoist!"
The excuse was ready-made.
In truth, the Plague God authority had already stopped issuing warning signs. Moreover, Nuwa had only just summoned him, so he could be certain that Fuxi had already left.
The reason he wanted to remain was to use Jiu Feng's connections to meet Qiang Liang and Houtu.
The former, as the Ancestor of Thunder, controlled the Dutian Divine Thunder, said to be the origin of all lightning. It would bring unimaginable benefits to his comprehension of the Great Dao of Thunder.
As for the latter, she would one day transform herself into reincarnation and was a person of immense virtue. Even if he could not gain any Merit from her, simply getting acquainted would do Xuan Qing no harm.
"The Witch Race does not welcome you!"
Jiu Feng still rejected him outright, a hint of baleful intent on her face. It seemed that if Xuan Qing failed to appreciate her goodwill, she would personally drive him away.
Xuan Qing had no choice but to cup his hands and leave.
Still, he was not too disappointed. At the very least, he had made an impression on Jiu Feng. If they met again in the future, he could perhaps use that familiarity to strike up a connection.
After bidding Jiu Feng farewell, Xuan Qing immediately found a secluded place, casually opened a simple cave abode, and entered it to study the Map of Mountains and Rivers!
This treasure was an exceptionally rare world-type treasure in the Primordial World, possessing boundless power. Within the painting lay a universe, vast and limitless. It could create living beings, nourish all life, capture Gods and Demons, and destroy everything.
Of course, it was also a map of the ancient Primordial Wilderness, recording the courses of every mountain, river, and earth vein in the Primordial World. It was practically a miniature Primordial World.
Although it was only a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, it was said to be capable of trapping a Sage. Even a Heavenly Dao Saint would need a hundred years to walk out of the painting.
Of course, that depended on trapping the Sage inside in the first place!
Therefore, Xuan Qing felt that this treasure, like the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, was somewhat exaggerated. If Sages could be trapped so easily, they would not be Sages!
The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was the same. Though it was called the greatest killing formation beneath the Heavenly Dao, if a Sage wished to leave, even its full power could not keep him behind.
"Alas!"
Looking at the Map of Mountains and Rivers, Xuan Qing could not help sighing. "Why did it feel like my teacher was not their true brother, when all three came from Pangu's Primordial Spirit?"
The Heaven-Opening Divine Axe had transformed into three Innate Supreme Treasures. First Martial Uncle Taiqing Laozi controlled the axe handle, the Taiji Diagram, while Second Martial Uncle Primordial Lord of Heaven controlled the axe blade, which had become the Pangu Banner. Yet his own teacher had nothing.
Likewise, the Great Dao Merit gained from Pangu Creates the World had transformed into three extraordinary treasures: the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda, the All-Heavens Celebration Cloud, and the Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler. The two martial uncles each received one, while his own teacher still got nothing!
Of the Innate Five Elements Five Directions Banner formed from the leaves of the Chaos Green Lotus, First Martial Uncle controlled the Earth-Leaving Flame Light Banner, while Second Martial Uncle controlled the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner. Of the remaining three banners, not one belonged to his own teacher.
Even among the Three Lamps of Heaven, Earth, and Man, Taiqing Laozi and Primordial Lord of Heaven each held one, while the remaining lamp had somehow fallen into Ran Deng's hands.
If this was coincidence, it was far too much of a coincidence!
"Heaven's Will?"
Xuan Qing frowned and looked overhead. "Or was the Heavenly Dao wary of something?"
Just as he was grumbling inwardly, a familiar voice rang in his ears.
"Xuan Qing, my disciple, return to Kunlun at once!"
Although he had not returned to Kunlun Mountain for nearly ten thousand years, Xuan Qing still recognized the source of that voice. It belonged to Sect Master Tongtian, whom he had just been silently criticizing.
"Yes!"
Upon hearing the Sage's summons, he immediately rose and bowed toward Kunlun Mountain.
However, he did not immediately return to Kunlun Mountain. Instead, he first manifested a strand of Other Self Spiritual Light and used the Heavenly Gu Yuan Yu Banner to bear his Other Self Incarnation.
"From this day onward, you shall be the Plague God!"
As Xuan Qing had his Other Self Incarnation inherit the Plague God authority, he also handed the still-unrefined King Pan Yuan Gu Sword to the Plague God Incarnation.
He planned to have this Plague God Incarnation, like Suiren Shi, contribute to the rise of humanity and explain the Way of Plague to the many human tribes.
The power of human faith was far purer than that of other races. Xuan Qing sent the Plague God among humanity so that he could comprehend the mysteries of Incense Godhood, laying a solid foundation for taking charge of the Heavenly Court in the future.
"Plague God greets the main body!"
"Go!"
Xuan Qing waved his hand. The Plague God Incarnation vanished, while his true body followed the Sage's decree, riding a rainbow toward Kunlun Mountain.
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