Mighty Gods Scrambled to Toss Their Trash, a Peach of Immortality Fell to the Mortal Realm

Primordial World, Five Finger Mountain.

"All right, Nezha, hurry down."

Sun Wukong's voice rang out.

Seeing that the matter was over, Bibi Dong returned to Five Finger Mountain with Princess Iron Fan and Red Boy.

Bibi Dong looked at Ning Rongrong with a complicated expression.

That actually worked?

"I really did underestimate everyone under heaven."

Bibi Dong sighed from the heart. She had to work harder. Never mind being unable to match the Primordial World's native beings; she could not let the others from the Douluo Continent surpass her.

Flender and the others, who had not gotten far, also returned looking bedraggled.

The competition had not even begun, and they were already being led around for fun?

The pigskin all over Yu Xiaogang's body had split, making him bare his teeth in pain. His eyes turned red as he looked at Ning Rongrong.

Who the fuck do you think you are? You just latched onto that connection?

Yu Xiaogang felt an urge to take out Yuqing's spirit tablet. Patriarch Yuqing was a Sage; bringing him out would be playing the ultimate trump card.

But after thinking it over, Yu Xiaogang felt it was inappropriate.

What if Patriarch Yuqing really did not respond? Wouldn't he lose every last shred of face?

Or what if someone else as utterly shameless as Ning Rongrong secretly went to worship Patriarch Yuqing too?

Yu Xiaogang decided that he absolutely could not reveal Patriarch Yuqing unless he had no other choice.

At that thought, Yu Xiaogang felt that he had backing too, and stronger backing than anyone else's. He immediately straightened his chest.

Then he bared his teeth in another wave of pain.

"Xiaogang."

Flender hurried to support Yu Xiaogang.

"I'm fine."

Yu Xiaogang forced himself to hold on. As things stood, he would have to