When Hongjun Protects His Own, There's Truly Nothing Others Can Do

Seeing Zhunti appear, Qing Xuanzi knew exactly what he was planning. He gritted his teeth and said,

"Saint Zhunti, what is your intention?"

"Junior Brother Qing Xuanzi, these are all fated individuals of my Western Sect. I ask Junior Brother Qing Xuanzi to lay down his butcher's knife."

"Saint Zhunti, these people have killed my Human Race. They are unforgivable. If the Saint insists on this, it will be an act of hostility towards my Human Race. Have you considered the karma of this, Saint?"

Qing Xuanzi gave Zhunti no face at all and directly threatened him.

He relied on his identity as Ancestor Hongjun's closed-door disciple. Saint Zhunti wouldn't dare to act!

Moreover, he had another identity: Deputy Leader of the Humanity Sect.

Do you think Laozi doesn't care about face?

"Presumptuous, Junior Brother Qing Xuanzi. How can you insult a Saint? Today, I will discipline you on behalf of Master and let you know what a Saint is."

As expected, Zhunti was still resentful about Qing Xuanzi's previous actions against them. He immediately struck with a bamboo pole.

Qing Xuanzi smiled slightly. He didn't move at all, just quietly watched Zhunti perform.

A Flat Crutch descended from the nine heavens, blocking Zhunti's Seven Treasure Tree. At the same time, Laozi's voice came from the Flat Crutch:

"Indeed, a Saint cannot be insulted. However, if the status is comparable, it is another matter. Qing Xuanzi is the Deputy Leader of my Humanity Sect, so he is entitled to speak."

At the same time, a point of red light shot from the horizon directly towards Zhunti's head.

"Nüwa." Zhunti was furious. I was just disciplining a Human Race member, and not only did Laozi intervene, but you, Nüwa, also got involved. Do I, a Saint, have no face?

"What's wrong? Qing Xuanzi is both a Human Race member and my junior brother. If he's being bullied, can't I lend a hand?" Nüwa appeared directly and said coldly.

"Qing Xuanzi is wantonly killing the innocent. My obstruction is in accordance with Tian's will. You two are also Saints, so you should act in accordance with Tian's will." Zhunti knew he couldn't defeat two Saints and began to quibble.

Qing Xuanzi directly said, "Wantonly killing the innocent? You're quite good at distorting black and white. In that case, Saint Zhunti, listen carefully."

"If one day, I, Qing Xuanzi, go to your Mount Sumeru to block the gate, and you make a move, would that be wantonly killing the innocent?"

"If one day, I, Qing Xuanzi, attack your Western Sect, and you make a move, would that be wantonly killing the innocent?"

"If one day, I, Qing Xuanzi, kill every single person I see in your Western Sect, and you make a move, would that be wantonly killing the innocent?"

Following Zhunti's twisted logic, Qing Xuanzi asked three consecutive "would that be or not" questions, making Zhunti's face turn ashen.

"Zhunti, how dare you come to my East to take advantage and bully my Junior Brother Qing Xuanzi? Come, come, take a sword from me." The Qingping Sword also arrived, and a strike directly slashed towards Zhunti.

Jie Yin also appeared, unable to watch any longer. His junior brother was about to be besieged.

He blocked the Qingping Sword, but a Jade Ruyi took over the Qingping Sword's attack and smashed towards Zhunti's head. Yuanshi's voice came over: "Utterly shameless."

Zhunti was flustered. Where am I? Who am I?

Damn it, did I poke a Saint's nest? Wasn't I just disciplining Qing Xuanzi?

Besides, I haven't even touched him yet? Four Saints have already appeared.

Nüwa and Laozi had excuses to intervene, but what reason did you, Tongtian and Yuanshi, have?

In fact, Tongtian simply couldn't stand Zhunti's shamelessness.

Although Yuanshi appeared to agree on the surface, secretly he did not want the people from the Immortal Court to go to the Western Sect.

Even if I die, I must die in the East. What does it count for if you, Zhunti, abduct me?

Zhunti was in a sorry state now, sometimes using the Flat Crutch, sometimes the Jade Ruyi, and occasionally having to endure a blow from the Red Embroidered Ball.

Beaten until his hair was disheveled, he roared, revealing his Zhangba Golden Body: "You are going too far!"

Just as a Saint battle was about to erupt, a Fly-whisk descended from the sky, directly shattering Zhunti's Zhangba Golden Body.

The kind that couldn't even be picked up.

Then, Hongjun, with a livid face, appeared.

"You are Saints, why do you keep fighting on the Primordial Era land?"

"Teacher, Laozi and the others are ganging up to bully me!" Zhunti immediately cried out, tears and snot running down his face.

Hongjun's face turned even greener. He gritted his teeth and said, "According to you, I also participated in bullying you?"

Zhunti was stunned. It seems, perhaps, maybe the Fly-whisk just now was Hongjun's Fly-whisk.

I was careless. I didn't pay attention and actually provoked Hongjun.

Zhunti quickly changed his tune, saying, "How could that be? Teacher was teaching me a lesson."

"Hmph, Saints are not allowed to fight on the Primordial Era. This matter ends here."

Hongjun paused, then gave Zhunti a strange look and said, "Saint Zhunti."

When Zhunti heard this, his eyelids twitched. What is the Dao Ancestor going to do? He quickly waved his hand and said, "Teacher, how can I be a Saint in front of you?"

Hongjun didn't buy it and continued, "Did you forget that Qing Xuanzi is my closed-door disciple? How about we spar in the Chaos?"

Zhunti was scared out of his wits. Are you kidding? Spar with you? I've lived long enough.

A ray of light flashed in Laozi's cloudy eyes, while Nüwa's beautiful eyes sparkled.

Tongtian even cried out in surprise: "Ah!"

Yuanshi lowered his head and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qing Xuanzi secretly exclaimed: Good heavens, Hongjun appeared directly. Hongjun's first sentence was clearly a formality as the Dao Ancestor.

The second sentence was Hongjun's own words, coming to demand an explanation from Zhunti.

As expected of a powerful backer. Qing Xuanzi secretly gave himself a thumbs-up for his wise decision to become a disciple earlier.

The Saints all had the same thought: How could Hongjun personally come to settle scores? We were bullied before, and we didn't see you make a move.

Your protective behavior is a bit unfair.

What, is Qing Xuanzi your biological son? No, your biological grandson?

That's right, he must be his biological grandson. Didn't they say there's a special bond between generations?

The other Three Pure Ones and Nüwa gave Qing Xuanzi a meaningful look.

Zhunti directly knelt down. Kneeling to the Dao Ancestor was not shameful, but if they were to spar in the Chaos, what would be lost was his life.

"Teacher, spare my life! These little tricks of mine were all taught by you, how could I dare to lay a hand on you?"

Hongjun nodded expressionlessly and said, "It's good that you know. You may all disperse."

Hongjun left, and Jie Yin and Zhunti immediately slipped away without delay.

It was no joke; if they didn't leave now, they would probably get beaten again.

Laozi said to Qing Xuanzi with a smile, "You are the Deputy Leader of the Humanity Sect. You handle this matter."

After speaking, he left. Tongtian patted Qing Xuanzi's shoulder and said, "Well done, even Teacher made an exception for you."

However, he said this through voice transmission; he didn't dare to say it openly.

Yuanshi, on the other hand, left silently without a word.

Nüwa asked with a smile, "Junior Brother Qing Xuanzi? Have you thought about when you'll come to my place for a visit?"

What Qing Xuanzi feared most was Nüwa saying this. As soon as he heard it, he couldn't even speak clearly, which was usually not the case: "This... that... I..."

Nüwa's beautiful eyes widened, "Speak properly."

"Senior... Sister, maybe in a while."

"Forget it, I'll set a time for you: In a hundred years, you must come, otherwise, you know what will happen."

Nüwa left, leaving behind a deadline of a hundred years before departing.

The farce ended just like that.

Dijiang led the twelve Ancestral Witches and herded the fleeing Immortal Court members over like sheep, asking:

"Brother Qing Xuanzi, how should we deal with these people?"

Before Qing Xuanzi could answer, a voice sounded in the air: "Fellow Daoist Qing Xuanzi, how about you hand these people over to me?"