Primordial Era: Oh no, the Witch Clan has produced a genius!

After bestowing gifts upon the Queen Mother of the West, Hongjun spoke words of encouragement to the Duke of the East. As soon as Hongjun finished speaking, the way some people in the Zixiao Palace looked at the Duke of the East immediately changed.

If some people in Zixiao Palace previously looked down on the Eastern King, now there's a hint of flattery and fawning in their attitude.

"Big brother!" Taiyi couldn't help but send a telepathic message to Dijun, but Dijun stopped him.

This is the Purple Cloud Palace! If their telepathic communication is detected by Hongjun, Dijun doesn't even dare to imagine what will happen to their demon race.

In Di Jun's view, a large part of the reason why Hongjun treated Dong Wanggong this way was because of himself.

Because he did not consult the Dao Ancestor when he founded the demon race, the Dao Ancestor punished him in this way.

In fact, Di Jun's guess was only partly correct. Hong Jun did reward Dong Wang Gong because of the demon race. That was because the demon race's overall strength was stronger than that of the immortal race. If the immortal race were not empowered, they would not be able to defeat the demon race at all.

Hongjun wanted a mutually destructive outcome, then he would use the conflict between the two races to destroy Buzhou Mountain and thus eliminate the will left behind by Pangu.

Whether it will succeed or not depends on Hongjun's future plans and calculations.

"Alright, everyone, leave!" Hongjun said calmly, and then disappeared from the futon.

After Hongjun left, Dijun immediately stood up, snorted coldly at Dongwanggong, and then left Zixiao Palace with Taiyi.

After Di Jun left, Kunpeng also immediately left Zixiao Palace, followed by Nuwa and Fuxi, though their expressions were not very good when they left.

Because the current Nuwa and Fuxi are the Wa Huang and Xi Huang of the demon race, although the Dao Ancestor did not say anything, his actions conveyed a message to everyone: he supports the immortal race but not the demon race.

"Sister Houtu, let's go too." After Nuwa and the others left, Xuantian stood up and said to Houtu.

When they reached the entrance of Zixiao Palace, Xuantian turned his head and saw that Dongwanggong was talking loudly in the crowd, seemingly trying to recruit these people to join the Immortal Clan. Some of them had eager looks in their eyes.

"Hongjun's plan has succeeded. The strength of the Immortal Clan is steadily increasing and is almost on par with the Demon Clan," Xuantian thought to himself.

But what does this have to do with him? In the end, it won't be the interests of his witch clan that suffer losses. Besides, the ancestral witches have already nurtured their primordial spirits, and their fate has long been changed. In the future, the ancestral witches will only get better and stronger.

After returning to the prehistoric world, Xuan Tian did not delay and went straight back to Buzhou Mountain, where he met Di Jiang and the others. At the same time, he saw the rare and precious materials he had plundered in the back hall of the Pangu Temple.

"Thirteenth brother, how is it? Are you satisfied? I went through a lot of trouble to collect this." Zhu Rong said with a smile, pointing to the rare treasures in front of him.

"The Immortal Race and the Demon Race..."

"Don't worry, we haven't touched these places." Gonggong shook his head.

"By the way, how's the innate gourd vine doing?" Xuan Tian suddenly asked.

"Xuanming is currently guarding the gourd vine, so nothing should happen to her!" Zhu Jiuyin said.

"Let's hurry over there, it's going to be quite lively there."

When Xuan Tian and the group of Ancestral Witches arrived at the Innate Gourd Vine, the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun and Tai Yi, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, the Western Duo, Fu Xi and Nuwa, and other well-known powerful beings had already arrived.

"Oh! Everyone's here!" Xuan Tian said with a smile upon seeing everyone.

With just this one sentence, he took control of the entire situation and used these seemingly casual words to put everyone in his place.

"Fellow Daoist Xuantian, what is the meaning of this?" Kunpeng frowned and asked, looking at the group of Ancestral Witches standing beside the Primordial Gourd Vine.

"Can't you tell?" Xuan Tian's face showed a surprised expression at just the right moment.

"This place, Buzhou Mountain, is the territory of my Ancestral Witches. This place, the Primordial Gourd Vine, we have guarded for thousands of years. You wouldn't be thinking of openly robbing us, would you?"

After saying the last few words, Xuan Tian subconsciously took a step back behind Di Jiang and the others. Di Jiang and the others instantly understood Xuan Tian's meaning. They all stepped forward and released their auras as peak Great Luo Golden Immortals, directly pressing against the crowd.

"You...you've gone too far!" Yuanshi couldn't stand it any longer, pointing at Xuantian with a furious expression on his face.

"What? You're not convinced?" Xuan Tian said calmly after hearing Yuan Shi's words.

"Fellow Daoist Xuantian, there are seven gourds on this innate gourd vine. It's probably impossible for you to eat them all," Zhen Yuanzi said, a rare occurrence for him.

Hongyun told him that he was destined to be with one of the gourds, and since Hongjun had not yet given the three lectures or distributed the treasures, there were not many people in the prehistoric world who possessed such treasures.

The gourds on this innate gourd vine are extremely rare, so Zhen Yuanzi wanted to try and get one for his friend.

"There are seven gourds here, but the Three Pure Ones, you two, Di Jun and Tai Yi, Nuwa and Fuxi, Styx Kunpeng, and the two from the West, that makes thirteen. How are we to divide them?" Xuan Tian looked at the Three Pure Ones with a half-smile.

In their past lives, the Three Pure Ones possessed three of these seven gourds, but they won't be so lucky in this life.

"Fellow Daoist Xuantian, my brother and I have no intention of fighting over this gourd. We just came to take a look. Yes, we just came to take a look."

Upon hearing Xuan Tian call their names, Zhunti, one of the Western duo, quickly spoke up to clear them of any involvement. They were truly terrified of Xuan Tian and now had a phobia of him.

"Fellow Daoists, this innate gourd vine is one of the ten innate spiritual roots, and the seven gourds that grow on it are all innate spiritual treasures. Do you really have the heart to watch them all fall into the hands of these barbarians?" At this moment, Yuanshi suddenly spoke up.

"We may not stand a chance if we fight alone, but if we join forces, we might have a fighting chance." Seeing that no one spoke, Yuanshi spoke again.

"My brother and I are just curious, so we won't get involved," Fuxi said immediately after Yuanshi finished speaking.

After all, his and Nuwa's cave dwelling was located in Buzhou Mountain, and they were neighbors with the Ancestral Witches. Even if they joined forces with the Three Pure Ones and others to defeat the Ancestral Witches, what would happen after they left? Would the Ancestral Witches come to take revenge? Fuxi dared not gamble.

Upon hearing Fuxi's words, Yuanshi's face instantly darkened. He hadn't expected Fuxi to be so disrespectful.

Di Jun and Taiyi didn't want to give up, but when they thought that their futons were given to them by Xuan Tian, ​​they feared that if they joined forces to deal with Xuan Tian now, they would not be able to gain a foothold in the prehistoric world.

"My brother and I are here to watch the fun too," Di Jun said with a smile, thinking of this.

After Di Jun finished speaking, Kunpeng and Minghe also expressed their thoughts. Kunpeng's thoughts were simple: since Di Jun and the others hadn't competed, even if he had, the final result wouldn't have been much better, so it was better not to compete.

As for Styx, he wouldn't antagonize Xuantian just because Xuantian helped him find Mosquito Daoist.

"Fellow Daoist Xuantian, I wish to exchange ten ginseng fruits for a gourd," Zhen Yuanzi said.

"You!!!" Tongtian looked at the people who were changing their minds, his face turning red.

"Okay!" Xuan Tian nodded.

"Do you still want this gourd?" After Xuan Tian finished speaking, he looked at the Three Pure Ones.