Invitation to Kong Xuan

"Senior Brother Yuanshi, after the Investiture of the Gods is over, our Western Sect will give you an explanation."

A bitter smile appeared on Jieyin's sallow face.

Everyone had witnessed this. Even if Jieyin wanted to argue, he had nothing to argue with. Zhunti had stood by and watched Black Jade Qilin be respectfully taken away; there was no washing this clean.

What was more excessive was that Zhunti had even taken Black Jade Qilin back to Spirit Mountain.

Yuanshi shot Zhunti a vicious glare. If he were not currently unable to act, and if the Three Religions did not still need Zhunti, he would have carried the Pangu Banner to Spirit Mountain to demand a sword duel.

He would ask Zhunti whether his Pangu Banner was sharp or not.

Ever since Primordial Qilin had sacrificed himself, qilins had been hailed as incarnations of auspiciousness. Their numbers were exceedingly scarce, and they had all but vanished from the Primordial World. Only a few spirit beasts with impure bloodlines still walked the world.

He had spent no small amount of effort finding this pure-blooded Black Jade Qilin, only for Zhunti to snatch it away now.

Xiqi.

As he watched the qilin phantom dissipate and the auspicious rosy light in the sky turn into a bloody glow, Ji Chang's excited and lofty heart was instantly doused by a basin of cold water. From head to toe, the excitement in his heart was extinguished.

He raised his head toward the heavens. The light gradually faded from his eyes as he muttered,

"Where is my auspicious omen..."

"How did it become like this..."

The young man and the surrounding guards were still lying prostrate on the ground, constantly shouting things like how Heaven blessed Xiqi.

The more delighted Ji Chang had been just