Sicken You to Death

"It hasn't been long, and another one has come!!"

Outside Pangu Hall, an elderly man with the bearing of an immortal stood at the entrance.

Taiqing Saint.

The eldest of the Three Pure Ones, Hongjun's first disciple.

His strength was unfathomable.

Even though Dijiang now wielded twelve Laws, he still could not see through the current Taiqing.

"Fellow Daoists, could it be that you do not welcome this old man?"

Taiqing Saint stood at the door for a while, yet no one opened it.

He was not angered. Instead, he took the initiative to knock.

"How could we dare not welcome you? We merely fear that we may fail to live up to Your Holiness's goodwill."

"Our Witch Clan has already reached the end of the road. We wish to rise and catch up, but we have the will and lack the strength."

"We never expected Yuanshi Saint to think so highly of us. We have disappointed him."

"If Taiqing Saint has come to hold us accountable, our Witch Clan is willing to compensate for all losses."

"..."

Dijiang controlled the twelve Ancestral Shamans and lowered their stance to the utmost.

Because...

The doors of Pangu Hall had opened, yet Taiqing Saint did not enter.

"I have already learned of this matter. Yuanshi was indeed too impatient."

Taiqing Saint spoke with the warmth of a spring breeze.

At the same time, with a flip of his hand, countless pills poured forth like a river.

They fell into Pangu Hall.

"Taiqing Saint, what is the meaning of this?"

Dijiang, hidden in the shadows, frowned.

"For the past twelve hundred years, I have been refining pills for you day and night, but I forgot to deliver them to you."

Taiqing Saint flicked his whisk.

Forgot?

He probably just had not wanted to let us have them so cheaply.

He was only bringing them out now because Yuanshi had been angered into leaving.

All the bustling of the world was for profit; all the scrambling of the world was for gain.

Even Sages could not escape it.

"With so many pills, what does Taiqing Saint require of us?"

The Twelve Ancestor Witches were truly shocked by the sheer number of pills.

Given their Mid-Stage Quasi-Saint cultivation, this many pills would be enough to raise their Laws by another ten or twenty percent.

For those with better talent, such as Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin, even reaching the late Quasi-Sage stage would not be impossible.

This was the power of a Sage.

So long as they were willing to pay the time and price, they could rapidly nurture late Quasi-Sage stage experts.

Of course.

Not just anyone was worth Taiqing Saint wasting so much time on.

"You are being too formal, Fellow Daoists. As Tongtian said, we are one family."

"Then I will speak plainly."

"You are Pangu Orthodoxy. You should help Pangu sort out the lifelines of the Primordial Wilderness."

Taiqing spoke only as far as necessary, without Yuanshi's aggressive manner.

[ Ding, Taiqing bestows pills. ]

[ Option One: Accept the pills and contend for supremacy in the Primordial World. Reward: twelve Purple Saint Pills. ]

[ Option Two: Refuse the pills. Reward: one Fallen Saint Pill. ]

[ Option Three: Do not refuse, do not take responsibility, hide on Mount Buzhou. Reward: one set of all cultivation experience from Pangu's Sage Realm. ]

Purple Saint Pills.

They were pills capable of helping a peak Quasi-Sage Realm cultivator break through into the Sage Realm.

With these pills, Zhu Jiuyin could immediately break through to the Sage Realm.

And there were twelve of them as a reward!!!

Would that not mean every one of the Twelve Ancestor Witches could receive one and break through to the Sage Realm?

As for the Fallen Saint Pill?

A Heavenly Dao Fiendish Treasure.

It came from the same origin as the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin and the Six-Soul Banner.

It was formed from the essence, qi, and spirit left behind after the deaths of the three thousand Great Dao Heavenly Demons.

There were three in total, and they could harm the Great Dao Primordial Spirits of Heavenly Dao Saints.

(After the Battle of the Investiture of the Gods, when Patriarch Hongjun was resolving the grudges among the Three Pure Ones, he tricked each of them into swallowing a Fallen Saint Pill. Only after they had taken them did Patriarch Hongjun reveal the pills' power, forcing the Three Pure Ones to cease their infighting.)

Even the Three Pure Ones could not withstand the viciousness of this pill.

One could imagine just how terrifying its power was.

As for Pangu's cultivation experience.

That was even more extraordinary. Though it did not seem to offer any tangible benefit now.

Dijiang did not lack Laws at all.

What he lacked was a perfect guide to clearing the path.

There was no need to think about it.

System, I choose three!

Following Dijiang's choice, endless memories flooded into his mind.

In an instant, a method for fusing the twelve Laws into the Law of Strength surfaced in his mind.

Dijiang was overjoyed.

Without another word, he immediately went into seclusion.

As long as he could fuse the twelve Laws and condense ninety percent of the Law of Strength into one complete Law of Strength.

He would become a Sage of the Law of Strength!!!

The foundation for becoming a Sage would be completely stabilized.

If he had the chance to attain the Great Dao of Strength in the future.

That was the foremost of the three thousand Great Daos!!

"We also have a question. We ask Your Holiness to answer it."

Dijiang's External Incarnation stepped before Taiqing Saint.

"Speak!!"

Taiqing smiled kindly.

"We are Pangu Orthodoxy, but so are you."

"Why have you always urged us to contend for supremacy in the Primordial Wilderness?"

The moment Dijiang said this.

Taiqing Saint froze on the spot.

He had considered countless possible questions, yet he had never imagined that the Witch Clan would ask this.

Contend for supremacy in the Primordial Wilderness and rule the Primordial World.

Was that not what your Witch Clan had always wanted to do but failed to accomplish?

Yet when he looked into the eyes of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, Taiqing Saint naturally could not say such words.

"Fellow Daoists, we have already become Sages."

"Could it be that you want us to come out and keep competing with you for the Sage fruit?"

"And you are Pangu Orthodoxy by nature. It is only right and proper for you to unite the Primordial Wilderness."

"The merit you gain then will certainly help you seize the Sage fruit."

"Could it be that you do not wish to become Sages??"

The Sage Realm!!

It was a temptation no living being in the Primordial World could resist.

"The reasoning makes sense, but you never helped us before. Isn't this help a little too obvious now!!"

Dijiang naturally knew the reason. He merely wanted to disgust Taiqing.

Tongtian was straightforward by nature.

After understanding the Witch Clan's intentions, he stopped pestering them.

But what about Yuanshi?

He had clung to them relentlessly.

In the end, he had even flown into a rage out of humiliation.

Now.

Dijiang also wanted to see just how far the eldest of the Three Pure Ones would tolerate this.

"There was no opportunity before. Hasn't the opportunity come now?"

"Just as Tongtian said: red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves—once rooted in the earth, we are one family."

"We Three Pure Ones have already become Sages. Naturally, we hope that your Witch Clan can become Sages as well."

Taiqing Saint's answer was flawless.

Anyone unaware of the truth would surely have been moved to tears.

Unfortunately, Dijiang had long seen through the Three Pure Ones' true faces.

They always wore a sanctimonious facade.

Aside from Tongtian.

Deep down, they did not respect the Witch Clan at all.

If they had not needed the Witch Clan to emerge and face the tribulation, the Three Pure Ones would never have had any dealings with them.

"If Father God Pangu knew this in the afterlife, he would surely be greatly comforted."

Since you wanted to disgust me, fine.

Then I would disgust you to death.

Immediately.

Dijiang put on a tearful expression of deep emotion.

"Cultivate well. Unite the Primordial World as soon as possible. We Three Pure Ones will wait for you in Purple Cloud Palace!!"

Taiqing believed his temperament to be resolute.

Yet even he was having trouble holding himself back now.

Still, the Witch Clan had indeed produced a half-step Sage in the end, so he had not exactly lied.