The Maiden's Scolding, Like a Spoiled Child

The mere thought that the Huangzhong Plum fruits she had guarded for countless ages had been eaten clean was too much to bear.

Yang Hui could no longer hold it together; her eyes stung, and tears spilled over.

"Wuu wuu wuu..."

The crisp sound of sobbing echoed through the empty blessed land, heavy with immense grievance.

The dignified future leader of all female immortals was currently being driven to such a state of humiliation by Tianlu, a Pixiu, that she could only sit on the ground and wail like a helpless little girl.

Tianlu, who had been preparing to walk away, paused abruptly at the sound of sobbing behind him.

He turned his massive head to look at Yang Hui, who sat on the ground crying with a face streaked with tears, and felt a wave of speechlessness.

This was the future leader of all female immortals?

This was the majestic Queen Mother of the West, who would one day rule over all the female immortals in the world?

If this display were to get out, it would surely make everyone laugh their heads off!

What kind of joke was this?!

Tianlu turned around and slowly returned to stand before Yang Hui.

His massive Pixiu body loomed over her like a small mountain, blocking out all the light.

Not only that, but Tianlu stared fixedly at Yang Hui, saying nothing.

An invisible pressure of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal quietly permeated the air, causing the atmosphere to instantly grow heavy and suffocating.

Feeling this terrifying pressure, Yang Hui shivered all over and forcibly stifled her sobs, though her shoulders continued to tremble as she stared at Tianlu with eyes full of terror.

Seeing that she had stopped crying, Tianlu snorted in satisfaction.

He turned around, lifted his four hooves, and prepared to leave once more.

However, he had barely taken two steps.

"Wuaa!"

Seeing Tianlu leaving again, the grievance in Yang Hui's heart erupted once more, her wails even louder than before.

Tianlu was now completely exasperated; he spun his massive body around, his hooves striking the ground with dull thuds.

He glared at the girl on the ground who was crying her heart out.

"You little thing, what exactly do you want?!"

"This Seat only ate nine of your Huangzhong Plum fruits; I didn't even uproot the spiritual root itself! Is it really worth crying like this? Anyone who didn't know better would think I'd razed your West Kunlun to the ground!"

As he spoke, Tianlu suddenly paused, tilting his massive head as his eyes darted around.

Wait, something wasn't right.

He was a dignified Auspicious Beast, a Pixiu, born with the fortune of the Great Dao; he was always one to pluck the feathers off a passing goose and skin the beast that crossed his path.

Faced with a top-tier Xiantian Spiritual Root like the Huangzhong Plum, why had he only eaten the fruit and not pulled the root out to stuff into his belly?

This was a grave betrayal of his own fine tradition of greed and treasure-hoarding.

At this thought, the exasperation in Tianlu's eyes vanished, replaced by a look of undisguised greed.

He stepped forward, heading straight for the Huangzhong Plum tree that radiated rich Xiantian Dao essence, and opened his maw, ready to swallow the top-tier Xiantian Spiritual Root whole.

Yang Hui, who had been sobbing, noticed his intent and her expression changed drastically.

Ignoring her fear, she scrambled to the Huangzhong Plum tree, spread her arms, and blocked Tianlu's path with her body, glaring at him with tear-filled, angry eyes.

"You greedy, insatiable Pixiu!"

Yang Hui cursed through gritted teeth.

Tianlu stopped and looked down at the indignant girl, sighing inwardly.

To be honest, he didn't want to kill this young version of the Queen Mother of the West.

In the vast and boundless Primordial World, there was an unwritten rule.

Unless it involved a life-or-death struggle over the obstruction of one's Dao, the Xiantian deities, divine beasts, and powerful beings born with the fortune of heaven and earth would never easily engage in a fight to the death.

Everyone had struggled through untold hardships to be born, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and comprehending the laws of the Great Dao, all in pursuit of the supreme Great Dao in hopes of attaining the Hunyuan state in the future.

If they were to fight over every little thing, even to the point of killing one another, it would not only easily invite unnecessary karma—leading to their destruction when the Great Tribulation arrived—but it simply wasn't worth it.

However, for a darling of the Great Dao like himself, that didn't seem to apply.

Even so, he had to take this Huangzhong Plum today.

The space within his belly needed such a top-tier Xiantian Spiritual Root to enrich his foundation.

Looking at Yang Hui, who stood her ground and refused to budge, Tianlu opened his blood-red maw, which was large enough to swallow the heavens and the earth, and bared his sword-sharp fangs, threatening her viciously.

"Move aside, you little thing."

"Otherwise, I'll eat you along with it!"

A violent, fishy wind mixed with the terrifying pressure of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal rushed toward her, whipping Yang Hui's clothes into a frenzy.

Yet, she bit her lip hard, refusing to retreat even an inch, her eyes showing not a shred of surrender.

Tianlu saw this and felt a wave of helplessness in his heart.

He put away his fierce and menacing expression, sizing up Yang Hui's yet-to-be-perfected dharma body.

The other party was still trapped at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm and could not even achieve a true transformation, clearly lacking in foundation.

Tianlu's eyes rolled, and a plan formed in his mind.

"Fine, fine, This Seat finds you quite pitiful."

"How about this: This Seat will help you complete your origin and assist you in achieving the Zenith Heaven Dao Fruit, allowing you to truly manifest into the world."

"In exchange, this Huangzhong Plum Xiantian Spiritual Root belongs to me."

"Do we have a deal?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Hui was slightly stunned, her mind racing as she pondered the offer.

She knew very well that this was the greatest concession this greedy Pixiu would ever make.

If she continued to hold out, and the other party lost patience and resorted to force, she might truly be finished today.

Moreover, the temptation of achieving the Zenith Heaven Dao Fruit was simply too great for her current self.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yang Hui gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Fine, I agree."

Seeing her consent, a flash of cunning amusement crossed Tianlu's eyes.

Without another word, he opened his blood-red maw and inhaled sharply.

This scene gave Yang Hui a massive fright; she thought this greedy Pixiu was going back on his word and intended to eat her as a snack, so she let out a cry and turned to flee.

But how overbearing was Tianlu's innate divine ability? An irresistible force of devouring instantly enveloped her.

Yang Hui felt the world go black, and she was swallowed whole into Tianlu's belly.

The space within Tianlu's belly was a boundless, pitch-black void.

Yang Hui tumbled into the void, trembling all over, convinced she was truly about to perish in the beast's gullet.

But at that very moment, a sudden change occurred.

Within the void, a sky full of brilliant golden light suddenly surged forth.

It was an incredibly vast and pure power of the Law of Merit.

This power transformed into a sky of golden rain, drifting down and beginning to nourish Yang Hui continuously.

Yang Hui felt a warmth spread throughout her body; the bottleneck of her Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm began to loosen, and under the infusion of this power, her Primordial Spirit cultivation began to grow and stabilize at an incredible speed.

She was utterly shocked.

She could clearly feel that this was by no means the common Law of Merit of the Heavenly Dao found in the Primordial World.

If one were to absorb the Law of Merit of the Heavenly Dao, while it could rapidly increase cultivation, it would inevitably incur karma from the Heavenly Dao, leaving one's foundation unstable.

However, this merit was the purest, most primordial power of creation.

This was the purest reward of the Primordial World, converted by Tianlu through his heaven-defying innate divine ability after consuming the fruit of the top-grade Xiantian Spiritual Root, the Huangzhong Plum.

It was untainted by even a shred of karmic retribution, as pure as the origin of the Great Dao itself; not only would it not destabilize one's foundation, but it could actually temper a cultivator's foundation to a state of flawless perfection.

Feeling the power within her body continuously climbing, the fear in Yang Hui's heart gradually dissipated, replaced by boundless excitement.