Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler Acquired

Qing Xuanzi had never expected to be ambushed here.

Completely unprepared, he was immediately sent flying.

In his haste, what he saw was Houtu, her beautiful face filled with killing intent.

After a roll, he dodged Houtu's attack, blocked her with the ruler in his hand, and asked in confusion:

"Fellow Daoist Houtu, what is the matter? Even if I die, let Qing Xuanzi die knowing why."

"You thief, you still have the nerve to speak! Take this!"

Houtu didn't hear Qing Xuanzi's words at all. She swung her fists and launched a flurry of attacks like a raging storm.

After dodging a few moves, Qing Xuanzi was truly angered and immediately transformed.

This time, he transformed into the Human Ancestor True Body, but the rules in the Pangu Hall restricted the size of his body.

Although his body didn't grow larger, the actual power was vastly different.

For some unknown reason, Qing Xuanzi's transformation seemed to have frightened Houtu. She stood rooted to the spot, looking foolishly stunned.

She was completely oblivious to the whistling fists coming towards her.

Qing Xuanzi couldn't bear it. His fist grazed Houtu's face and was stopped by Qing Xuanzi with great effort.

"You... how could you transform here?" Not only did Houtu's expression change drastically.

The other Ancestral Witches also looked at Qing Xuanzi as if he were a monster.

Seeing that Qing Xuanzi didn't speak, Houtu stomped her foot, ran to Dijiang, and said with a wronged expression, "Big Brother, this fellow Qing Xuanzi, he bullied me. Help me beat him up."

Qing Xuanzi finally understood what it meant that women are difficult to raise. Damn, goddesses are the same.

Why did you rush to attack me? My goodness, you're killing me with anxiety.

Someone seemed to have heard Qing Xuanzi's inner thoughts. She came to Houtu's side and gently comforted her:

"Sister Houtu, tell Sister Xuan Ming what's bothering you. If that fellow really bullied you, I'll beat him to death."

"Sister Xuan Ming, seven thousand years ago, I took that broken ruler to the tribe to measure land and forgot to bring it back. I saw this fellow trying to steal this ruler. I discovered him and chased him away. Now he's come openly. Tell me, isn't he bullying me?"

Xuan Ming nodded: "Yes, it's this fellow's fault."

After speaking, she turned her head and glared at Qing Xuanzi. The meaning was: Why aren't you coming over to admit your mistake? If you couldn't transform here, I would have beaten you until you couldn't take care of yourself.

Qing Xuanzi roughly understood the meaning, but he finally realized that the Witch Race had almost no brains, and the Ancestral Witches were the same.

Could it be that they...

Suddenly, Qing Xuanzi had a bad premonition and asked tremblingly, "Does anyone know how long the Human Race has been born?"

"It's been at least several hundred thousand years," said Dijiang. These words finally made Qing Xuanzi despair.

Damn it, none of the Ancestral Witches were normal.

Now it was good. What he originally thought would be a simple matter to explain was directly confirmed.

After all, for someone like Houtu, recognizing a person was basically based on clothing, face, and the like. As long as there was someone who looked similar, she would directly identify them.

Basically, as long as they were of the same species, she could consider them the same person, as long as she wanted to.

It was estimated that the rift between the Witch Race and the Demon Clan was likely half or even entirely the responsibility of the Witch Race.

Just as Qing Xuanzi was considering how to escape, a heavenly sound rang out: "I've checked, the Human Race has been born for less than five thousand years."

Alright, the case was solved. Qing Xuanzi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he almost pounced on Zhu Jiuyin, who had spoken, to take a bite.

Fortunately, among these Ancestral Witches, there was an Ancestor of Time who could pull up time scenes at any moment. Otherwise, Qing Xuanzi estimated he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

"Ah, Zhu Jiuyin, is what you said true?" Dijiang asked somewhat awkwardly.

"Yes, eldest brother, I checked, it is indeed less than five thousand years."

Houtu wasn't having it. How could she be wrong? She immediately shouted, "Maybe I misremembered the time, perhaps it was three to five thousand years ago."

"Alright, Sister Houtu, Brother Qing Xuanzi knows the Human Ancestor True Body, so it definitely couldn't have been him," Dijiang concluded.

Phew, Qing Xuanzi exhaled a breath of stale air. Although he didn't know how Dijiang concluded that because he knew the Human Ancestor True Body, he couldn't have done this.

But at least, the problem had an explanation.

"Um, Brother Dijiang, what I'm looking for is this ruler," Qing Xuanzi said, shaking the ruler in his hand.

He had already channeled his magic power into it and confirmed that it was the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler.

"Take it, take it. We Witch Race can't use this thing. Since you can use it, I'll give it to you," Dijiang said generously, waving his hand.

Only Houtu was unhappy, sulking there. She still felt that the person was Qing Xuanzi.

So, when a woman, especially a capable woman, is set on something, even if she knows it's wrong, she won't turn back.

She will only wait for others to admit their mistake before she reluctantly lets it go.

Clearly, Qing Xuanzi was not that kind of person, so perhaps Houtu would look at Qing Xuanzi differently.

If there were no one else around, it would likely have been a free-for-all.

Qing Xuanzi stayed with the Witch Race for about a hundred days when he suddenly saw a jade slip beside him shatter.

The shattered jade slip emitted a cry for help from Tian: "Worthy Teacher, the Human Race is under attack."

Damn it, a surge of anger flared up in Qing Xuanzi. He had just been annoyed by Houtu and had nowhere to vent.

Someone actually dared to target the Human Race!

"Brother Dijiang, you heard it too, I'm leaving." After saying that, Qing Xuanzi took a step and disappeared from the spot.

Dijiang was stunned for a moment, then roared, "Which suicidal fool dares to attack my brother's clan? Brothers, let's go, time for a fight!"

The Ancestral Witches howled, revealing their Ancestral Witch True Bodies, and rapidly moved across Buzhou Mountain, heading towards the Human Race's location.

With a single step, Qing Xuanzi arrived at the mountaintop where the Human Race Dao Palace was located.

Looking around, the Three Thousand Congenital Humans had formed the Great Three Talents Formation, but unfortunately, they were all just Earth Immortals and Heavenly Immortals.

They could only struggle to hold on.

Seeing this, a surge of anger shot straight to Qing Xuanzi's head. Vast magic power was injected into the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler.

The Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler was activated by magic power for the first time, blooming with golden light that filled the sky and shot straight up to the nine heavens.

Qing Xuanzi roared, "Dong Wanggong, you are courting death."

The Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler in his hand flew into the air, transforming into a giant ruler that struck down at Dong Wanggong.

Before the attack even reached him, Dong Wanggong felt a suffocating pressure.

The light emitted by the Dragon Head Crutch was far from being able to withstand this pressure.

He had never expected that Qing Xuanzi possessed such a powerful treasure. The attack hadn't even arrived, yet the pressure alone was already unbearable.

"Form the formation!" Dong Wanggong roared. The few figures who looked like protectors beside him hadn't even formed the great formation yet.

The attack from the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler arrived.

A deafening boom echoed. When the dust settled, where were the people?

Only Dong Wanggong, in his primordial spirit state, remained, panicking. Just as he was about to flee, he saw the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler strike down again.

"Qing Xuanzi, I am personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor..."

Dong Wanggong's startled cry came to an abrupt halt. This time, the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler extinguished Dong Wanggong's soul with hardly any effort.

"Appointed your XX! I'm still the personally appointed closed-door disciple!" Qing Xuanzi still felt unsatisfied and began to curse loudly.

Seeing Dong Wanggong forcefully killed, the other so-called members of the Immortal Court scattered and fled.

"Hmph, you think of running away now? No way." Qing Xuanzi summoned the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler and smashed it towards the crowd that hadn't run far.

"Wait, Junior Brother." A Seven Treasure Tree blocked Qing Xuanzi's Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler. Daoist Zhunti stood before him with a smiling face and said.