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

Go!

After summoning the water sphere, Hongjun said something indifferently.

Upon hearing Hongjun's words, before Dijun could even step into the water sphere, Styx impatiently flew in first, causing Dijun's face to instantly darken.

The whole affair, except for the fact that Xuan Tian started it, was all about negotiating with Dao Ancestor. I never expected that Styx would beat me to it.

"Big brother, this is good news!" Taiyi saw the gloom on Dijun's face and said to him telepathically.

He then explained that the Dao Ancestor did not say that there could be a series of battles. Since Yuanshi wanted to protect the futon, he had to convince all of us, otherwise he would not be able to protect it.

Upon hearing Taiyi's words, Dijun's eyes lit up.

Yup!

Yuanshi is just one person, but there are quite a few who are not convinced and have the strength to fight him. As long as you control the number of people, you can defeat him when Yuanshi is exhausted, and then the futon will be yours.

But where is this?

This is Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's Daoist temple.

If Hongjun wanted to protect Yuanshi, then Yuanshi could not possibly lose.

So when Xuan Tian saw the smile on Di Jun's face, he gently shook his head.

Everyone thought that Xuan Tian was saying this for the benefit of everyone, but in reality, Xuan Tian was simply trying to disgust Hongjun and the Three Pure Ones.

As Xuan Tian had predicted, Yuan Shi always seemed to be exhausted, but he always managed to win by a narrow margin, and in the end, he managed to keep his futon.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Hongjun said calmly.

Seeing that no one spoke, Hongjun glanced at the palace gate, then waved his hand to signal the boy to close it.

Just as the palace gates were slowly closing, two urgent voices came in.

"Wait! Wait! Dao Ancestor, wait!"

As they were talking, two disheveled figures staggered into Zixiao Palace. When Xuantian saw them, a smile appeared on his lips. Isn't this the Western duo?

He had been wondering why Hongjun's sermon didn't include the Western duo. Turns out they were on their way!

At this moment, the two Westerners' auras fluctuated greatly, and their expressions were not good, indicating that they had suffered some hardships in the chaos.

However, their Taoist robes were not too disheveled. Overall, apart from their aura and complexion being a little off, everything else was acceptable, which was somewhat different from what was described in the novels of my previous life.

"Huh!" Seeing the two Westerners calming down, Xuan Tian suddenly had a question in his mind.

This time, Kunpeng and Hongyun were not sitting on the prayer mats. Since these two Westerners were not on prayer mats, would they cause trouble for everyone?

While Xuantian was pondering this matter, Jieyin and Zhunti also recovered somewhat, and then the two of them immediately noticed the six prayer cushions.

"This futon holds a great opportunity!" The two exchanged a glance, and this thought immediately came to mind.

It seems they'll have to find a way to get two futons to sit on. If two aren't enough, they should at least get one, since the West is too poor.

Thinking of this, the two exchanged another subtle glance, then knelt down before Hongjun and burst into tears. Their cries were so heartbreaking that they brought tears to the eyes of anyone who heard them.

"To be honest, the two Westerners' crying scenes are really good. Not only are they incredibly moving, but their ability to cry on cue is something most people can't learn." Xuan Tian thought to himself after hearing the two Westerners' crying.

"Waaaaah!"

"My brother and I are so pitiful. We were born in the West, but the spiritual veins there were destroyed and the land was extremely barren. We had already exhausted the resources of the West just to be able to take human form. Then we heard the Dao Ancestor preach. My brother and I came from the West, and after going through countless hardships and tribulations, we finally arrived at the Dao Ancestor's seat. But we never expected that we would have no place to stay. We brothers have suffered so much, it has been so difficult!"

Zhunti cried as he spoke loudly, as if afraid that no one could hear him clearly.

Jieyin didn't speak, but his crying was even louder than Zhunti's; it was a truly earth-shattering cry.

The people in Zixiao Palace frowned as they watched Jieyin and Zhunti's exaggerated performance, their eyes filled with mockery and disdain.

The main hall of Zixiao Palace is not small at all. The six prayer cushions are at the very bottom of the steps leading to the top, and there is a lot of space behind the prayer cushions.

You have nowhere to rest? You're just after other people's prayer cushions, you're so despicable!

This is what other people think.

The two cried for a while, and seeing no reaction from Zixiao Palace, their crying subsided considerably. When they looked up, all they saw were contemptuous and disdainful gazes.

However, the two brothers were naturally thick-skinned and ignored the disdainful looks from the crowd, instead turning their attention to Hongjun Daozu.

Hongjun Daozu had his eyes closed at the moment, clearly indicating that he was not going to get involved in this matter, but this made Jieyin and Zhunti secretly delighted.

Since the Dao Ancestor did not speak to stop them, it means that their behavior did not offend the Dao Ancestor. Therefore, they should be able to compete for this futon.

Thinking of this, the two of them turned their gaze to the people on the prayer mat.

The first thing we see is the Three Pure Ones. We've heard a little about them; they are the true descendants of Pangu, powerful and not to be trifled with. Let's skip them.

Next was Nuwa, whose aura was comparable to that of her two brothers. Behind her was a middle-aged man who was likely allied with her. If a fight broke out, she might not come out on top. Let's skip her.

After that, they turned their attention to Xuan Tian and Hou Tu.

Their aura is weaker than ours, and they have no accomplices behind them, so they should be easier to deal with.

After selecting their target, Jieyin and Zhunti went straight to Xuantian.

"Fellow Daoist, this futon is destined for us. Please return it, or don't blame us for ganging up on you!" Zhunti's tone carried a hint of threat.

As they spoke, their magical power began to circulate, and an aura of late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal emanated from them.

When everyone saw that Jieyin and Zhunti dared to threaten Xuantian, they all looked at them as if they were fools, with a hint of pity in their eyes.

"How dare they?"

"Hiss...Are these two Westerners really that brave?"

"This is going to be interesting!"

Among the crowd, people began to whisper among themselves. Even Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at Jieyin and Zhunti with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Me?" Upon hearing Zhunti's words, Xuantian pointed to himself with a puzzled expression.

"Fellow Daoist, if you know what's good for you, quickly give up your futon and get out of there. This futon is not for you to sit on." Jieyin said indifferently, his tone carrying a condescending air.

"Do I look like an easy target?" Xuan Tian ignored Jieyin and the others, turned to Houtu and asked, then turned to look at the others.

When Xuan Tian asked a question, everyone wore ingratiating smiles, but they didn't reply.

"Since you, fellow Daoist, are so ungrateful, then don't blame my brother and me for what we've got!"

As soon as they finished speaking, Jieyin and Zhunti unleashed an aura, and then their two slightly withered hands, carrying a sharp gust of wind, grabbed at Xuantian's collar, preparing to throw him off the prayer mat.

But just as they made their move...

An ordinary-looking fist appeared before their eyes. The fist seemed to have no aura, but it struck first and sent them flying.

After they were thrown backward, fear finally showed on their faces, but it was too late.

As soon as they landed, their bodies were still unsteady when Xuan Tian vanished from the futon. The next instant, a large hand appeared on the faces of Jieyin and Zhunti, and the owner of this large hand was none other than Xuan Tian.

After grabbing Jieyin and Zhunti's large faces, Xuantian slammed them to the ground, the powerful force creating waves of energy.

This caused them to vomit a mouthful of blood, but because their faces were covered by Xuan Tian's large hand, the blood smeared all over their faces.

Even now, Xuan Tian has not revealed his true strength, which means he has not used his full power at all.

If he could still use some tricks when fighting Yuanshi, then when he crushed the two from the West, he was simply suppressing them with overwhelming force. This made everyone's fear of Xuantian rise to another level.