Seeing Tianlu's shameless appearance.
Hongjun's eye twitched. This Pixiu really did strip the feathers off every goose that flew past, unwilling to suffer even the slightest loss.
He raised his hand and waved it again.
In an instant, the entire rear hall filled with an incredibly dense aura of innate water essence. It turned into a hazy drizzle, and the phantom of a towering ancient tree, radiating endless vitality and the Laws of Water, slowly appeared in the hall.
Its branches were lush and leafy, and each bough bore crystalline peaches, plump and glistening with moisture. Profound Daoist rhymes flowed through every leaf. It was none other than the Xiantian Ren Water Peach Tree, one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots of the Primordial World.
Looking at the spiritual root, Hongjun sighed inwardly.
This was one of the few supreme-grade spiritual roots in his possession. He had intended to keep it as a foundation to distribute among his disciples in the future, but now he had no choice but to bring it out to pay to avert disaster.
Hongjun spoke expressionlessly.
"This is the Xiantian Ren Water Peach Tree, one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots."
"Our transaction is over. Leave the Purple Heaven Palace at once."
Tianlu stared at the peach tree, practically drooling. He couldn't care less about Hongjun's expression. He opened his cavernous jaws and sucked it in with a fierce pull.
Whoosh!
A gale swept through, and the priceless Xiantian Ren Water Peach Tree, roots, leaves and all, was instantly sucked into Tianlu's Abdominal Space.
After swallowing it, Tianlu burped. Hearing what Hongjun meant, he immediately curled his lip and muttered,
"Cheap!"
"Just as cheap as that Heavenly Dao. Always chasing people away at the drop of a hat."
"No wonder you're the Heavenly Dao Spokesperson. You inherited its stinginess. If the upper beam is crooked, the lower one will be too."
Still grumbling, Tianlu lounged lazily on Cloud Treasure and slowly turned to fly out of the Purple Heaven Palace.
Watching Tianlu's retreating figure, Hongjun's Dao heart nearly crumbled. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
What kind of shameless rogue was this?!
He was the reincarnation of the dignified Immortal Dao Demon God, now the Heavenly Dao's appointed Spokesperson and the first Sage of the Primordial World.
Who in the world didn't greet him respectfully as Sage Teacher?
And yet this Pixiu had not only eaten and drunk his fill in the Purple Heaven Palace, but had also extorted a Supreme-Grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure and a Supreme-Grade Xiantian Spiritual Root from him.
Such a brazen scoundrel was unheard of!
Hongjun took a deep breath to calm his agitated heart, then swept his sleeve out with a sharp flick. The Purple Heaven Palace's massive bronze-colored doors slammed shut.
Out of sight, out of mind. He didn't want to see that feather-plucking Auspicious Beast again, not for a moment.
Meanwhile.
Amid the boundless Chaos, Tianlu lay lazily on Cloud Treasure, a cloud that was an Innate Mid-Grade Spiritual Treasure, drifting unhurriedly toward the Primordial World.
"That old loach may be stingy, but he sure has plenty of good stuff."
Tianlu muttered to himself. He had originally planned to return straight to Penglai Immortal Island and enter seclusion, to see if he could break through to Primordial Origin Golden Immortal.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something extremely important.
"Wait!"
"Now that the first lecture at the Purple Heaven Palace is over, isn't this when all the great powers of the Primordial World return to their Daoist abodes?"
"According to the course of events in the Primordial World, that Xiantian Gourd Vine on Mount Buzhou should be emerging around this time!"
At the thought, Tianlu sprang to his feet on Cloud Treasure, practically drooling.
That was a Supreme-Grade Xiantian Spiritual Root!
The seven gourds it bore were each the embryo of a Supreme-Grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure.
Why go back to the East Sea? Of course he was going to Mount Buzhou to hunt for treasure!
With that, Tianlu abruptly changed course, becoming a streak of light as he sped toward Mount Buzhou.
On the other side.
In the Primordial World.
Yang Hui rode an auspicious cloud toward West Kunlun.
But just as she entered West Kunlun's territory, a dazzling beam of Pure Yang Sword light suddenly shot up from below, forcibly blocking her path.
The sword light faded, revealing the one who had appeared: Duke of the East, incarnated from the first wisp of innate Pure Yang Qi.
At that moment, Duke of the East's gaze was filled with jealousy and rage.
In the Purple Heaven Palace, he had watched with his own eyes as the exalted Queen Mother of the West willingly lowered herself to massage that vulgar Pixiu's shoulders and back.
How could he stand for that?
"Yang Hui!"
Duke of the East stepped forward. The aura of the Middle Daluo Golden Immortal Stage erupted from him as he looked down at her and demanded,
"You were incarnated from Primordial Yin Qi. How noble is your status!"
"Why debase yourself like this, serving that ill-mannered Pixiu?"
Yang Hui was forced to stop her cloud. She looked at Duke of the East, who had suddenly appeared to block her way and was acting so arrogantly, and a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes.
Was this fellow right in the head?
What she did was none of his business. Why was he so concerned about her?
Yang Hui's expression instantly turned cold again. She replied calmly,
"What business is it of yours?"
Hearing the coldness in Yang Hui's voice, Duke of the East's fury flared, and his greed showed itself without restraint.
"What business is it of mine?"
"You and I were both incarnated from innate Yin-Yang Qi. You are Primordial Yin, and I am Pure Yang!"
"The union of Yin and Yang is ordained by Heaven!"
"We were born to be Daoist companions. What concerns you naturally concerns me!"
At those words, the space around them froze.
The temperature around Yang Hui plunged as Primordial Yin Qi surged into chaos, turning into frost that filled the sky.
Hearing such shameless blasphemy, Yang Hui's heart blazed with anger, her killing intent boiling over.
"Presumptuous!"
"You're nothing but Pure Yang Qi, yet you dare covet me? You're asking to die!"
Yang Hui didn't waste a word. She waved her hand, and the Supreme-Grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure, the Kunlun Mirror, appeared.
Hum!
The Kunlun Mirror rang with a clear hum. Light blazed across its surface, and a brilliant beam imbued with the power of temporal and spatial slaughter tore through the void, blasting toward Duke of the East.
Duke of the East was stunned. He had never imagined Yang Hui wouldn't even bother with a few empty pleasantries before going straight for the kill.
"Are you insane?!"
Duke of the East shouted. He reached out, intending to pull out his Upper-Grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure, the Pure Yang Sword, to defend himself.
But the instant he frantically drove the Daluo Realm power within him—
A sudden change occurred.
He had harbored tremendous malice toward Tianlu in the Purple Heaven Palace. Now, by some unseen force, Tianlu's passive divine ability as the Pet of the Great Dao was instantly triggered.
Boom!
Duke of the East felt a sharp pain in his meridians. His Pure Yang power abruptly fell out of balance and ran wild through his body.
Worse, Ignorance Karmic Fire suddenly surged from the depths of his heart. A heart demon descended without warning, instantly disrupting his Primordial Spirit.
"Argh!"
Duke of the East let out a scream. The Pure Yang Sword he had been about to summon fell from his hand, and his entire body stiffened in midair for a moment.
In that split second, the Kunlun Mirror's beam of temporal and spatial slaughter slammed into his chest.
Bang!
A thunderous crash rang out.
Struck by a single blow, Duke of the East was sent crashing into the ground below, smashing out a bottomless pit.
Yang Hui stood atop her cloud. Without even glancing down, she coolly put away the Kunlun Mirror.
"Fool who doesn't know when to quit."
With a cold snort, Yang Hui rode her auspicious cloud toward West Kunlun without looking back.
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