"Of course there are." Qing Xuanzi gave an affirmative reply.
Laozi was overjoyed and was just about to speak when Qing Xuanzi cut him off.
"Senior Brother, don't rush. The Heaven-Opening Divine Axe is too powerful. Earlier, I was in a state of enlightenment, so its radiance was restrained within.
But things are different now. Look, Master can barely hold on any longer. Let's return to Purple Cloud Palace before discussing this further."
The Sages looked toward Hongjun. Sure enough, Hongjun's face had turned the color of liver, clearly struggling with all his might to keep things under control.
Seeing that Qing Xuanzi had finally drawn everyone's attention away, Hongjun hurriedly gathered what little mana he could and shouted, "Disperse!"
The scene before everyone's eyes shifted, and they found themselves back outside Purple Cloud Palace.
Hongjun glared darkly at Laozi. Damn it, what kind of disciple defies his master like this? I'm already in such a state.
Yet Laozi did not care in the slightest, only concerned about his spiritual treasure.
The youngest disciple was still the best. At least he knew how to care for an old man.
"Master, your ability to hold your breath is still pretty impressive."
Damn it, this one is also a disciple who defies his master. With a dark face, Hongjun silently walked into Purple Cloud Palace.
The others held back their laughter and followed him inside.
Tongtian was the last to enter. Suddenly, he cried out, "I can't take it anymore. You all go in first—I can't hold it back!"
Then Tongtian charged into the chaos like the wind and burst into laughter. "Breath-holding skills, breath-holding skills! Hahaha!"
Tongtian laughed until tears nearly came out. Just as he was enjoying himself, a pitch-black bolt of divine lightning descended from the sky.
It scorched Tongtian black inside and out, with wisps of black smoke rising from his body.
"Tongtian, don't you love laughing? Then stand there and laugh for a hundred years. The moment you stop, Purple Cloud Divine Lightning will be waiting for you."
Qing Xuanzi looked at Tongtian in confusion. Was that really so funny? His sense of humor was awfully low.
Well, this was perfect. He could laugh for a hundred years now.
Qing Xuanzi silently mourned for Tongtian for three seconds, then casually walked into Purple Cloud Palace.
"Does anyone else want to laugh?"
Inside Purple Cloud Palace, everyone frantically shook their heads. What a joke—laughing for a hundred years? Wouldn't that drive them mad?
Tongtian's laughter outside sounded like a death knell in everyone's ears.
Everyone fell silent, not daring to provoke Hongjun any further.
Otherwise, he would probably make them cry for a hundred years.
To Sages, time was merely a toy. Everyone sat quietly in Purple Cloud Palace.
Listening to Tongtian's frenzied laughter outside.
A hundred years later, Tongtian's laughter abruptly stopped.
Dejected, Tongtian entered Purple Cloud Palace and silently sat on his own prayer mat.
This time, he had truly embarrassed himself. He had only laughed a few times—was there really any need for this?
Using a Heavenly Dao spell to make him laugh nonstop for a full hundred years—if word got out, it would be utterly humiliating.
Thinking of this, Tongtian shot several people a threatening look.
The meaning was perfectly clear: this matter ended here, and no one was to spread it.
Then, with burning eyes, he looked at the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe lying quietly within Purple Cloud Palace.
Now that was a supreme treasure of slaughter. What were the Immortal Slaughtering Four Swords worth compared to it?
He had no idea what his eldest brother was thinking, wanting to split apart such a fine treasure.
Qing Xuanzi seemed to understand Tongtian's gaze. Smiling faintly, he said, "Senior Brother Tongtian, are you feeling envious?"
Tongtian rolled his eyes at him. Wasn't that obvious? Who wouldn't be envious? Step forward if you aren't.
After saying that, Qing Xuanzi stood and said, "Master, the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe was Pangu's companion spiritual treasure.
It is also a Chaos Treasure, on the same level as the Creation Jade Butterfly. One governs creation, while the other governs slaughter.
If it is simply split apart like this, that would be rather wasteful."
"Just say what you mean." Hongjun had no idea what Qing Xuanzi was plotting, so he told him to stop playing games.
Qing Xuanzi took out three golden pills. Laozi's eyes went wide—these were the Thirty-six-Petal golden pills Qing Xuanzi had refined during his enlightenment.
In the primordial world—no, even in the chaos—these golden pills were absolutely unique.
Qing Xuanzi had only kept them from appearing in the primordial world by wrapping them in mana.
Otherwise, they likely would have already taken form.
"These three golden pills are called Divinity Creation Pills, Thirty-six-Petal golden pills.
Their function is to allow the three great Heaven-Opening Treasures to combine or separate freely. Of course, to do so,
the three golden pills must act together. If used individually, each one will greatly enhance its corresponding supreme treasure.
You may regard these three golden pills as the artifact spirits of the three supreme treasures.
However, they are countless times more powerful than artifact spirits, because they can cultivate like living beings.
They can improve themselves without end. Naturally, they possess many other wondrous uses, which I will not elaborate on."
The Sages, Hongjun included, were stunned. Such powerful golden pills were simply unheard of.
"Disciple, by your account, does that not mean the three great Heaven-Opening Treasures can continue growing?"
"Yes. And their growth will not be slow. After all, these are Thirty-six-Petal golden pills, like a Great Luo Golden Immortal whose flower blooms thirty-six petals. They are bound to be extraordinary."
Qing Xuanzi confirmed Hongjun's question. What a joke—if such golden pills could not make spiritual treasures grow,
then what could?
Hongjun sighed. He wanted them badly as well, but Qing Xuanzi had only refined three.
And it was obvious that they corresponded to the Heaven-Opening Three Treasures: the Taiji Diagram, Pangu Banner, and Chaos Clock.
At that moment, Hongjun even felt tempted to take the treasures back.
The temptation was simply too great. It was practically equivalent to possessing a clone capable of infinite growth.
And it was a clone that could transform into a supreme treasure.
"Master, there is no need to be dejected. Since I can refine three, I can refine more.
It is simply that without the environment of enlightenment, it will take somewhat longer. Besides, Hongjun lacks nothing but time,
right?"
This time, Nüwa spoke first.
"Qing Xuanzi, if you keep speaking halfway and then stopping halfway like this, someone will beat you to death sooner or later."
Hongjun also disregarded his dignity and nodded furiously in agreement with Nüwa.
If he had such abilities, he should have said so earlier! Did he have to wait until Hongjun revealed his desire to reclaim the spiritual treasures before saying it?
He clearly just wanted to watch the show.
"Senior Sister Nüwa, you are too impatient. Wasn't I in the middle of saying it?"
"Shut up. Hurry up and distribute those golden pills, then keep refining more." Without another word, Hongjun immediately arranged Qing Xuanzi's future for him.
He was not going anywhere. He would stay in Purple Cloud Palace refining pills. It would be a waste not to squeeze him dry with such talent.
"Master, at least give me something like weekends off."
"Shut up and distribute them already." This time, Laozi spoke. His eyes were nearly falling into the pills, so why was Qing Xuanzi still dragging things out?
"Ah, fine. People these days really have no warmth." Qing Xuanzi shook his head as he tossed a golden pill toward Laozi.
The old man, who had looked half-dead moments ago, instantly leaped up like a leopard and caught it in both hands midair.
His heart leaped into his throat. That little bastard did it on purpose. If anything happened to it, wouldn't I die of heartbreak?
Then his eyes became utterly absorbed in it. He sat down by himself, continuously stroking it as endless sounds of admiration escaped his mouth.
He looked like an old beggar who had suddenly discovered a naked beauty lying beside him.
"Senior Brother Yuanshi, this one is yours." This time, Qing Xuanzi did not toss it, instead handing it directly to Yuanshi.
Yuanshi clutched it tightly like a treasure, as though he would lose five million just by letting someone glance at it.
Tongtian's eyes were bloodshot. Why hadn't I gotten one of the Heaven-Opening Three Treasures back then? All I got were four lousy swords. That rotten old man Hongjun is far too biased.
At that moment, he practically wanted to rush over and bite Hongjun twice to vent his anger.
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