Fengqi Mountain.
Inside the small pavilion beneath the Wutong Tree—
Bang!
Nuwa curled her hand into a fist and brought it down on the Immortal Table beside her. She did not hit it hard, but frustration and anger filled her face.
She launched into a tirade:
"That damned madman on the Sun Star!"
"What is wrong with him? He keeps staring at Fengqi Mountain without even trying to hide it!"
"He's gone too far!"
"Aaaah!"
The more she cursed,
the worse Nuwa felt. By the end, she was almost at her breaking point.
Across from her, Fuxi looked far more composed.
He smiled. "Let him watch."
"Who knows how many fellow cultivators are secretly watching us right now?"
"Fellow Cultivator Dan Jing simply can't be bothered to hide."
At that,
Nuwa frowned and snorted.
"Hmph—"
"Whatever the reason, I can't stand that Sun Star Madman!"
Fuxi nodded. He understood.
Since his younger sister had begun roaming the Primordial World,
Dan Jing was the only one who had made her suffer defeat after defeat.
And now...
She was already a Sage Realm cultivator's final disciple, destined to reach the Sage Realm herself.
Yet she still had to steer clear of Dan Jing.
Fuxi understood how galling that was, though he could not truly share the feeling.
After all, Fuxi was one of the very few renowned experts who had never taken a "Fortune Collision" from the Chaos Bell. He had no idea how fearsome it was!
So
he held no particular grudge against the madman Dan Jing. If anything, he found him refreshingly genuine.
He even admired him a little!
Because Dan Jing was genuine—
if he said he would attack someone, he would send them flying on the spot.
There was no ambiguity about it!
Someone like that
would never smile to a fellow cultivator's face while plotting behind their back.
A treacherous schemer was far more frightening than a madman!
A madman's danger was plain for all to see. Everyone knew to keep their distance.
But with a treacherous schemer, you might not spot his vile intentions until the moment he struck.
You might even
die by his hand without ever discovering his malice!
So
given the choice,
Fuxi much preferred a madman like Dan Jing!
Someone like him could be used and maneuvered, provided one was willing to pay the price.
A covert scheme
or an open one—
as long as Dan Jing wanted something and had a weakness, Fuxi was confident he could draw him into his plans.
Thus,
apart from his terrifying strength in battle, there was nothing about Dan Jing that Fuxi considered a problem!
Fuxi was confident
that if the need arose, a little trick would be enough to make Dan Jing part of his plans!
Of course,
as far as Fuxi was concerned,
was Dan Jing truly nothing more than a madman?
Not necessarily!
But that hardly mattered.
When it came to planning and schemes, Fuxi believed no one could match him!
Even if Dan Jing was more than a madman, Fuxi could still maneuver and use him!
"Brother, how much longer do you think it will be before the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race arrive?"
After venting her anger, Nuwa asked the question with a solemn expression.
The powerful figures across the world knew what was coming. They were watching to see whether the siblings would clash with the Twelve Ancestral Witches and whether a great battle would erupt.
And
when it would begin!
As one of those involved, Nuwa naturally cared.
At the same time,
she was deeply nervous.
Every one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches looked absurdly strong!
She was confident in herself,
but she truly worried that she and her brother might gain no advantage against them.
"Thirty thousand years at most. Ten thousand if they're quick."
Fuxi raised a hand, made a few calculations, and gave his answer.
What was coming would come!
Nuwa nodded.
She asked nothing more, but the gravity in her beautiful eyes would not fade.
Twenty thousand years later.
On the Sun Star—
Dan Jing sat cross-legged on the Solar Meditation Mat beneath the Fusang Divine Tree.
Beside him,
the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror glowed, showing him the stretch between Fengqi Mountain and Pangu Divine Hall.
Meanwhile,
the Chaos Bell hovered before him, grown as tall as a person. The Dao's resonance of Supreme Treasures flowed across it alongside the Five-Colored Radiance!
Dan Jing divided his attention—
keeping watch on Fengqi Mountain while studying the Heavenly Circumference Stellar Formation through the Chaos Bell!
It was no challenge for him!
He was watching Fengqi Mountain openly, not sneaking a look, so that took no effort at all.
And he had long since refined the Chaos Bell completely, making it easy to study.
Dividing his attention—
easy and enjoyable!
"Hm?"
Dan Jing paused his study of the Heavenly Circumference Stellar Formation.
He looked up.
His Golden Eyes shone with excitement as he stared straight toward Fengqi Mountain.
"Ooh!"
He pushed the Chaos Bell aside, beckoned the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror into his hand,
and exclaimed with excitement:
"The Witch Race is making its move!"
"Is the first great spectacle since the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Witch Race emerged finally about to begin?"
"Hahaha..."
At that moment,
the image reflected in the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror
showed a Witch Race force of over ten thousand, led by more than a dozen Grand Witches, marching toward Fengqi Mountain!
Who else could their target be?
Whoosh!
Dan Jing put away the Chaos Bell and the Pure Yang Treasure Mirror, rose from the Solar Meditation Mat, and headed straight for the Sun God Palace.
Before long,
Dan Jing came out of the Sun Star carrying an Immortal Table, along with plenty of immortal fruit, spirit dishes, and immortal wine.
He turned into a Golden Rainbow and sped straight toward Fengqi Mountain!
For a spectacle like this,
watching from the scene itself would make it all the more enjoyable!
Fengqi Mountain.
To Nuwa and Fuxi, twenty thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the small pavilion beneath the Wutong Tree—
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The siblings opened their eyes at the same time, their expressions turning grave.
"Brother, the Witch Race is here," Nuwa said first.
Across from her,
Fuxi nodded, but just as he was about to speak, he paused.
His expression turned strange.
"Why is he here too?"
As soon as he spoke,
Nuwa froze for a moment. Then her face darkened.
She looked toward the Sun Star
and said in a low voice:
"That bastard!"
"That madman came straight to Fengqi Mountain!"
"He's gone too far!"
Her words had barely left her mouth
when, in the sky beyond Fengqi Mountain,
hum—
a soft Golden Rainbow spread outward. Dan Jing appeared in the sky, as brazen as could be!
He made no attempt to conceal himself.
Anyone could see him there!
The powerful figures watching Fengqi Mountain paused at his arrival, then turned their attention to him.
What was that madman Dan Jing doing here?
Dan Jing paid their curious gazes no mind.
He went about his own business—
setting out an Immortal Table and a stool, then arranging the spirit dishes, spirit fruit, immortal wine, and everything else he had brought.
Finally,
he sat down at his ease, crossed his legs, helped himself to the food, and poured himself a drink.
He looked exactly like a spectator who had come to claim a front-row seat!
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