"What are those two baldies up to?"
Hearing Jieyin and Zhunti's words, Daochen immediately gave them a suspicious look.
He could not speak for anything else, but given what he knew of Jieyin and Zhunti...
Nothing good ever came of those two baldies wearing that expression!
Who knew what dirty schemes were brewing in their hearts!
"Uh..."
Under Daochen's stare, Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions froze slightly.
Looking rather embarrassed, they rubbed their big, bald heads.
They, too, felt that whenever they started cooking up some crafty scheme, that expression appeared on their faces without their realizing it.
But now the Twelve Ancestral Witches were about to fight the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.
If they did not seize this chance to plunder Mount Buzhou, they would feel they had missed out!
After all, Mount Buzhou was now emptier than it had ever been.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had all stormed Mount Kunlun together, and since attaining Sagehood, Nüwa had stayed in the Wa Emperor Palace beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, almost never returning to her cultivation grounds on Mount Buzhou.
Fuxi had also been recruited into the Heavenly Court by Daochen.
If they did not seize this chance to reclaim the heavenly treasures of Mount Buzhou they had been forced to cough up last time, it would be a criminal waste!
But with Daochen staring at them like that...
Jieyin and Zhunti felt too embarrassed to simply leave.
After all, offending Daochen would do them no favors!
What were they supposed to do?
The suspense was killing them!!!
Meanwhile, elsewhere, the figures of the Twelve Ancestral Witches vanished completely, replaced by a bare-chested figure of boundless, towering stature.
Mount Kunlun was one of the foremost blessed lands in the Primordial World, towering hundreds of millions of feet high, with most of its immense