Hongjun Had Become a Saint?

Just as they were talking...

Two figures arrived at the Pangu Temple, hand in hand.

"Big Brother, what are you all doing here? Do we have a guest?"

The voice sounded familiar to Wang Shi, and he turned around.

"Oh, Little Tu."

"Little Shi, what are you doing here? How did you find my home?"

The young woman called Little Tu was delighted.

Inside the Pangu Temple, the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together, scrutinizing Wang Shi.

Neither side said a word. The silence was painfully awkward.

"What are you all doing? Why are you looking at him like that?"

Houtu looked utterly bewildered.

Dijiang looked at Houtu gravely.

"Don't you know who this fellow is?"

He pointed at Wang Shi, looking speechless.

Houtu looked at her eldest brother in confusion.

"Of course I know him. He's Little Shi! We traveled around the Primordial World together. Little Shi is really fun."

Dijiang looked at her helplessly.

"Don't you know he's a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, and that he took form from Buzhou Mountain?"

Houtu immediately stared at them in astonishment.

"What? He's that Stone Spirit who took form back then?"

She truly was astonished. Although she had gone along back then, her attention had never been on Wang Shi.

She had been watching the mighty beings all around them.

Having spent most of her life with the Witch Clan, she rarely went out.

Naturally, she was curious about everything.

She really had not noticed Wang Shi.

That made things rather awkward.

Wang Shi was equally speechless. Was he really that unremarkable?

"Ahem, since this was all a misunderstanding, why don't we just forget about it? What do you say, Big Brother Dijiang?"

He would feel rather embarrassed making them shed their blood now. After all, he and Little Tu got along well.

She was one of the few friends he had found in the Primordial World.

Besides, Little Tu was clever and kind. Being with her felt comfortable.

Dijiang instantly flew into a rage.

What's this? He's already changed how he addresses me? A moment ago, it was 'Senior Ancestral Witch,' and now I'm 'Big Brother'?

Is he trying to woo my little sister?

There's no way I can agree to that.

"No. We'll give you what we promised. My Pangu Temple is too small to accommodate a mighty god like you. Take your things and leave."

Soon, Fire God Zhurong brought over twelve waterskins.

Of course, they contained the blood essence of only eleven Ancestral Witches.

There was no helping it. They could not let Houtu find out.

"Here's what you wanted. That settles things between us."

With that, he picked Wang Shi up and headed outside.

Wang Shi was startled.

"Big Brother Dijiang, what are you doing?"

Before long, he was thrown out.

Houtu wanted to chase after him.

But the other Ancestral Witches stopped her.

"Little Sister Houtu, we've never gotten along with the Three Pure Ones. It's best to have less to do with this disciple of theirs."

That was indeed the truth.

They had always competed with the Three Pure Ones over the claim to the Pangu Orthodox Lineage.

Originally, the two sides had been evenly matched.

But ever since the Three Pure Ones had broken through to quasi-saint, the Ancestral Witches had been no match for them at all.

They could deploy the Twelve Ancestral Witches' Dutian Formation.

Unfortunately, those three had no qualms about simply refusing to fight. The Ancestral Witches could set up their formation, and the Three Pure Ones would just wear them down.

What could they do?

That was why the twelve of them always ended up at a disadvantage.

They could not exactly call the others shameless. After all, each side had different methods.

Although they did not fear the Three Pure Ones, they could do nothing to them either.

Wang Shi looked helplessly at the blood-filled waterskins in his hands. He could not tell how much they held, but they had given him plenty.

"Hey, this is the blood essence of eleven people. No matter how you look at it, you still owe me one portion."

"I'm not in a hurry, anyway. I'll collect it sooner or later."

Ancestral Witch Dijiang rolled his eyes.

"I'll find a way myself and pay you back sooner or later. Now leave. I hope we never meet again."

He shoved Wang Shi away, then slammed the door shut.

Wang Shi gazed helplessly at the enormous Pangu Temple.

This fellow really leaves me speechless. So I'm interested in his little sister. Does he have to go this far?

After returning to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Wang Shi casually waved his hand, and the entire mountain shook.

A palace rose from the ground.

In grandeur, it was no less impressive than the Pangu Temple.

"Buzhou Mountain Divine Hall."

"That's what I'll call you."

He swaggered inside. Being neighbors with the Twelve Ancestral Witches was not a bad idea.

He sat cross-legged inside the divine hall.

He began refining the Ancestral Witches' blood essence.

Because he cultivated the Pangu Great Dao, he was particularly sensitive to the Pangu bloodline within their blood essence.

Soon, he slowly drew out strand after strand of the Pangu bloodline, as though unwinding silk from a cocoon.

Then he invoked the Pangu Great Dao and merged the Pangu bloodline into his body.

He was exceedingly cautious, not daring to be careless in the slightest. Throughout the Buzhou Mountain Divine Hall, the Great Dao trembled from time to time, and its resonant voice rang out.

Wang Shi's cultivation rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before he knew it, a thousand years had passed.

By now, his head was covered in black hair, making him look like a wild man.

His body was withered and still as rotten wood, as though all life had left it.

Just then, a powerful heartbeat reverberated throughout the divine hall.

Thump! Thump!

Vitality rapidly spread through the entire hall.

His body, too, recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before long, a robust Wang Shi stood within the divine hall once more.

His cultivation had now reached Perfected Grand Unity Golden Immortal, leaving him only a single step away from breaking through to great luo.

With a light wave of his hand, he instantly regained his former handsome appearance.

At the same time, he was even more muscular, his whole body brimming with strength.

He flexed his muscles, thoroughly pleased with himself.

This is what a man should look like.

He sighed softly. Unfortunately, he lacked Houtu's blood essence. Otherwise, his Pangu bloodline would have been complete, and he probably could have broken through to the early stage of daluo golden immortal.

Just then, the voice of the Great Dao rang out between heaven and earth.

"I am Hongjun. Today, I have attained Sainthood."

"In a thousand years, I shall teach the Great Dao at Purple Firmament Palace, Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens."

"All living beings with the destined affinity may come and listen..."

Immediately afterward, nine tolls of a bell resounded throughout the heavens and earth of the Primordial World.

Countless mighty beings were startled out of their cultivation.

"Who is Hongjun? He's actually attained Sainthood!"

"Heavens, this is an immense opportunity! Where is Purple Firmament Palace? I want to go too!"

"The first saint has appeared in the Primordial World. How did he achieve it? He's truly incredible."

"He's actually willing to teach the Great Dao. With such noble character, he deserves to be my teacher."

They set out from their places of cultivation, soaring toward the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Countless living beings revealed their longing.

This was an opportunity rarely seen. Anyone who could seize it would have their life changed forever.

Wang Shi's expression grew grave. He had not expected Hongjun to have attained Sainthood already. It seemed the Three Lectures at Purple Firmament Palace were about to begin.

It was time to head to Purple Firmament Palace.

Just then, the voices of the Three Pure Ones sounded in his ears.

"Disciple, Dao Ancestor Hongjun is about to teach the Great Dao. We cannot miss this. Your masters are going ahead, so don't fall behind. We'll wait for you at Purple Firmament Palace."

Wang Shi's face darkened.

Well, then. They've gone off and abandoned their own disciple. They really aren't up to the job of being masters.