Qing Xuanzi pointed a finger at Daoist Cihang, sending the Three Lights Divine Water into her body.
Daoist Cihang slowly regained consciousness.
Seeing that Qing Xuanzi had saved her, she hurriedly bowed in thanks. "Thank you, Uncle-Master."
"You should all return." Qing Xuanzi left those words behind and departed as well.
In the endless starry sky, after the Twelve-Petal White Lotus of World Purification changed hands and fell into Nüwa's possession—
The assailant was just about to self-destruct when a loud shout interrupted him. "Don't even think about it!"
The one who stopped him was Yuanshi, who had arrived in time. With two Saints arriving at once, the man's fate was no longer his own to decide.
"Junior Sister Nüwa, is that the Twelve-Petal White Lotus of World Purification in your hand?"
"It is, but don't even think about taking it." How could Nüwa not know what Yuanshi was thinking? She immediately cut him off.
Yuanshi sighed. This was Daoist Cihang's original body, and the karmic ties were too heavy.
If anything happened to the Twelve-Petal White Lotus of World Purification, Cihang would surely suffer as well.
Fortunately, it was now in Nüwa's hands, so it should be safe.
It was practically impossible to severely damage such a spiritual treasure while it was in a Saint's hands, unless it was the Heavenly Dao.
Or unless one possessed the cultivation of a Mixed Origin Taiji Golden Immortal.
No one in the current prehistoric world had reached that realm. Perhaps someone would in the future, but that person could only be Qing Xuanzi.
Qing Xuanzi likely would not make a move against Nüwa either.
After analyzing the matter, Yuanshi gave up. Such a situation should not happen again anyway.
He then grabbed the assailant and was about to search his soul when Qing Xuanzi's voice came from behind him. "Senior Brother, wait."
Unfortunately, it was already too late. The restriction on the assailant's primordial spirit had activated.
At that moment, the man's memories were like a muddled paste, completely devoid of logic, and the scenes within were utterly absurd.
There was no way to obtain any useful information.
"Alas, I was still a step too late." Seeing the assailant's dazed, foolish expression, Qing Xuanzi knew he had arrived too late.
"Second Brother, you are usually such a cautious man. Why were you so reckless today?" Laozi had arrived as well.
He had no choice but to come. Such a major incident had occurred in the prehistoric world, and as the eldest senior brother of the Mystical Sect, he had to be present.
"Eldest Brother, alas, this restriction was too well concealed. Without careful examination, it really was difficult to discover at first glance."
"Forget it. Qing Xuanzi, what do you suggest?"
Qing Xuanzi was deep in thought. This matter had come too suddenly. It had begun with the human race and implicated the Demon Clan.
Now even the Elucidating Sect had been dragged in. Was the person behind this really not afraid of arousing public outrage?
No. Qing Xuanzi suddenly thought of something and shouted, "The Witch Race!"
Without even having time to offer a greeting, he rushed straight toward the Ancestral Witch Land.
From afar, Qing Xuanzi saw a figure take out a gourd and mutter something under his breath.
A streak of white light shot straight toward Houtu.
Houtu heard the disturbance, but by the time she turned around, it was already too late. The blade light had reached her.
Qing Xuanzi inwardly cried out in alarm and hurriedly flung out a streak of golden light. With a spatial shift, he instantly appeared beneath Houtu's feet.
Layer upon layer of light screens rose up, protecting the utterly unaware Houtu.
Seeing that Houtu was unharmed, Qing Xuanzi shouted, "Lu Ya, where do you think you're running?"
The Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler flew from his hand, and with a flash, he arrived before Lu Ya.
However, the moment Lu Ya saw a sudden streak of golden light appear behind Houtu, he knew the attempt had failed.
He decisively transformed into a rainbow and shot into the heavens, fleeing hundreds of millions of li in an instant and vanishing without a trace.
Everything had happened in the blink of an eye. By the time Houtu turned around—
Everything had already settled.
Qing Xuanzi paid no attention to Lu Ya's escape. He saw that the Three Pure Ones who had arrived afterward were already pursuing him.
"Brother Qing Xuanzi, you're back?"
"Houtu, why did you leave Pangu Hall?" Qing Xuanzi spoke gently. He knew there had to be a reason.
"A tribesman reported that the Houtu Tribe was under attack, so I came out to take a look. Brother Qing Xuanzi, you won't blame me, will you?"
Qing Xuanzi sighed. This girl was just too innocent. Since she had put it that way, what else could he do?
"Forget it. Go inside."
"Mm, all right." Houtu had the temperament of a little girl, and she skipped into Pangu Hall.
Qing Xuanzi did not immediately enter Pangu Hall. He knew Laozi and the others would probably fail to catch up.
"Alas, this senior brother is incompetent. What a disgrace to the title of Saint, letting him get away." Laozi spoke with a face full of shame.
"Forget it. Judging by that speed, he was undoubtedly a Mixed Origin Great Luo Golden Immortal." Qing Xuanzi sighed and voiced his speculation.
"Is that so? Then everything makes sense." Yuanshi, who had been somewhat dejected, came back to life upon hearing this. So the other party was also a Mixed Origin Great Luo Golden Immortal. Then it was not so embarrassing after all.
After all, for a Saint to catch a Mixed Origin Great Luo Golden Immortal determined to flee was almost impossible.
Qing Xuanzi had some guesses about this baffling incident and had also formed an idea of who was directing things behind the scenes.
But now was not the time to say it. He said to Laozi, "Senior Brother Laozi, I have a rough idea of what is going on. Please have the three senior brothers go to Purple Cloud Palace. Once I finish dealing with the Witch Race's affairs, I will come at once."
Laozi silently nodded and glanced at Yuanshi and Tongtian. Neither objected. After offering their farewells, they left.
After entering Pangu Hall, Qing Xuanzi took out the Heaven Deceiving Pill and placed it into the Blood Pool as before.
The Chaos Clock reappeared in Qing Xuanzi's hand.
Qing Xuanzi looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and said, "There is only one rule: the Ancestral Witches and Great Witches must not make a move against the Demon Clan,
Likewise, the three Demon Clan emperors and demon marshals must not make a move either."
As soon as Qing Xuanzi finished speaking, Taiyi's voice came from within the Chaos Clock:
"Saint Qing Xuanzi, Bai Ze was indeed right. The message you left behind held its mystery within the Eastern Emperor Bell,
What the Saint says is reasonable. Our Demon Clan will certainly obey."
There was even less need to mention the Ancestral Witches. Dijiang spoke for them and immediately agreed. "Whatever Brother Qing Xuanzi says goes."
Seeing that both sides had agreed, Qing Xuanzi nodded and continued, "In that case, you must pay attention:
If your subordinates report that mid- or high-ranking members of the Witch Race or Demon Clan have made a move, do not act rashly,
Do not attack directly. Inform me first, and I will definitely provide an answer,
Especially the Witch Race. You must remember this. Do not hear that the other side's mid- or high-ranking members have made a move,
Then rush eagerly into battle, understand? Inform me. You must inform me."
Dijiang smiled awkwardly. He knew the Witch Race's habit of acting without thinking was perhaps too famous, so Qing Xuanzi had specifically singled out the Ancestral Witches during the negotiations between the two races.
"Brother Qing Xuanzi is right. I will reiterate it here: even if all of you receive word that I have been beaten to death by the Demon Clan, you must still notify Brother Qing Xuanzi and let him decide."
The other Ancestral Witches also used themselves as examples and gave their assurances.
On Taiyi's side, he could only roll his eyes. Were they really as brainless as those people?
Knowing that the Witch Race never went back on their word, Qing Xuanzi said to the Chaos Clock, "The Demon Clan must do the same."
"Taiyi understands."
"Good. Since you understand, one final matter: the Witch Race and Demon Clan cannot have no conflict at all,
You may arrange for your subordinates to fight each other, but the scale must be limited to fewer than ten thousand people,
The point is to make it look like you are playing around. That way, both sides will inevitably suffer losses,
If you can minimize those losses while making it appear as though the battle is extremely fierce, then you will have succeeded."
At this point, Dijiang was somewhat confused. "Brother Qing Xuanzi, didn't the Dao Ancestor say that fighting was forbidden for one hundred thousand years?"
"Then why did you go smash the Southern Heavenly Gate? Weren't you afraid of the Dao Ancestor's punishment then?" Qing Xuanzi replied irritably.
He then continued:
"From the time the Ancestral Witches smashed the Southern Heavenly Gate, the Heavenly Dao showed no reaction at all. This means the Heavenly Dao prefers for your conflicts to continue without end,
That is why I am making this demand. Do you understand?"
After Qing Xuanzi finished dealing with the Witch Race's affairs, he summoned Nüwa and hurried to Purple Cloud Palace.
The moment he entered, he said, "Master, have you ever heard of the Star Demon God?"
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