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Lin Xuan looked at the fawning look on the Styx Ancestor's face, as if he wanted to tear his heart out, and lazily waved his hand.

"Alright, stop standing there. We have distinguished guests; it wouldn't be good to neglect them."

"Yes! Yes! Xiao Ming will go back right away and make sure to treat our distinguished guests with utmost respect!"

Ancestor Styx felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He bowed ninety degrees to Lin Xuan again, then tore through space in a flash and disappeared back towards the Netherworld Blood Sea. His speed was faster than a rabbit's.

No sooner had he left than the backyard of Pangu Temple erupted in chaos.

"Thirteenth brother, is there some fun to be had again?" Zhu Rong threw the half-eaten Ten-Thousand-Year Icefield Pig Leg on the table, his face full of excitement, his eyes wide like copper bells.

"It must be that old codger Yuanshi! Besides him, who else in the prehistoric world is so stubborn as to come here every day to make trouble?" Gonggong took a big gulp of monkey wine, grinned, and revealed a set of white teeth.

"Husband, how are you going to trick him this time?" Yunxiao gently peeled a crystal-clear grape for Lin Xuan and held it to his lips, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity and admiration.

Lin Xuan opened his mouth and ate the grape, then took the opportunity to gently suck on Yunxiao's smooth, jade-like fingers, causing the beauty's pretty face to instantly blush.

"A pitfall? How can you call it a pitfall?"

Lin Xuan arrogantly crossed his legs, grinned at his family who were watching the commotion in the yard, and revealed an extremely smug smile.

"This is called... a large-scale live drama lesson! I have to teach the kids what 'all's fair in war' means, and what it means to manipulate the enemy like a puppet!"

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers very casually.

"Buzz—!"

The spatial and water laws at the Great Perfection level were activated instantly.

In the center of the backyard, the air rippled like water, and a giant water mirror, hundreds of feet tall and crystal clear, appeared out of thin air.

What was shown in the mirror was the eerie and terrifying Netherworld Blood Sea, teeming with blood and gore!

"Come on, everyone, don't just stand there! Front row: sunflower seeds, peanuts, and mineral water; back row: benches, beer, and eight-treasure porridge! Live broadcast, pay to watch, one low-grade spirit stone per person!" Lin Xuan skillfully pulled out a large pile of snacks from his storage space and started hawking them to his older brother, sister, wife, and children.

"Yay! Let's watch the show!"

Lin Dasheng, Lin Huang, and the other mischievous kids cheered and jumped for joy. They grabbed a pile of snacks taller than themselves, found the best viewing spot, and sat down, their eyes glued to the water mirror, even more excited than if they were watching a play.

Lin Xuan watched as the kids were busy grabbing snacks and gently tapped the armrest with his fingers.

"Great Sage, Lin Sa, Lin Huang."

The three little ones who had just sat down all looked up at the same time.

With half a pine cone still stuffed in his mouth, Lin Dasheng mumbled, "Dad, what's going on? The show hasn't even started yet."

Lin Xuan glanced at him lazily.

"You three, stop sitting here and start watching. Go squat down at the bottom of the Blood Sea."

"Wait until Styx gets his hands on the item before you come out."

"Remember, get the goods first, then beat people up. Before you get the goods, anyone who dares to show their face will be hung on the city gate tower to dry when they get back."

Lin Dasheng immediately swallowed the fruit, and his eyes lit up.

"Got it! Make that old bastard pay up first, then rob him!"

Lin Sa stood up, holding the banana leaf fan, her little face full of excitement.

"I'm going to slap his clothes!"

Lin Huang slowly put away the spiritual fruit in his arms, and five-colored divine light spun around in his palm.

"I'll take care of cleaning up."

The other kids who weren't called out immediately got anxious.

"Dad, we want to go too!"

Lin Xuan glanced at it directly.

"You all stay and watch the live stream. Anyone who dares to wander off will have braised pork belly for dinner tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining mischievous kids immediately quieted down, clutching their snacks and continuing to stare at the water mirror.

Lin Xuan waved his hand, and the Great Perfection of the Space Law enveloped Lin Dasheng, Lin Sa, and Lin Huang.

The next moment, the three small figures disappeared silently into the backyard of the Pangu Palace.

……

Meanwhile, at the edge of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Space was torn apart by an extremely arrogant celestial light, and the figure of the Antarctic Immortal staggered out from it.

Looking at the desolate land before him, churning with filth and blood, and filled with resentment, he suppressed the discomfort emanating from the depths of his primordial spirit and straightened his brand-new Taoist robe embroidered with the cloud patterns of the Jade Void Palace.

His forehead, shaved clean by the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, reflected an eerie light under the glow of the blood.

"Ugh, what bad luck." The Antarctic Immortal cursed inwardly, but when he thought of the generous reward promised by his master and the future opportunity to take revenge on the Pangu Palace, his fearful heart was filled with greed and resentment.

He cleared his throat, channeling his early-stage Quasi-Saint level magical power into his voice, and shouted towards the depths of the sea of ​​blood in what he considered an extremely authoritative tone:

"The Antarctic Immortal, the eldest disciple of the Primordial Sage of Jade Void Palace, has come to pay respects to Fellow Daoist of the Styx River by order of his master!"

His voice echoed above the sea of ​​blood, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, receiving no response.

The Old Man of the South Pole frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure rising in his heart.

The River Styx, what an arrogant attitude! How dare they not come out to greet the sage's messenger in person?

Just as he was about to urge him again, the sea of ​​blood below suddenly parted to the sides, and a blood-red rainbow bridge extended from the seabed to his feet.

Clad in a blood-red robe, with a sinister face, the Styx Ancestor rose slowly, stepping on a twelve-petaled karmic fire lotus, his eyes carrying a perfectly measured wariness and aloofness.

"So it's you, Fellow Daoist Antarctic, who has graced us with your presence. May I ask what brings the Sage Lord here?"

Styx's tone was neither flattering nor overly rude, perfectly portraying the image of a hegemon caught between the sages and the witches, cautiously seeking survival.

Upon seeing this, the Old Man of the South Pole felt his sense of superiority return.

He snorted coldly, stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge, and looked down at the River Styx as if he were looking at a chess piece that he could manipulate at will.

"Fellow Daoist Styx, I have come to bestow upon you an immense fortune!"

The Antarctic Immortal stood with his hands behind his back, deliberately drawing out his words, enjoying the feeling of controlling other people's lives and deaths.

"The Pangu Palace is going too far, and the Wu Clan acts tyrannically. I imagine you, fellow Daoist, have suffered greatly from living in this Netherworld for so many years?"

"Now, my master cannot bear to see a hero like you oppressed by a brute, so he specially sent me here to discuss important matters with you!"

"As long as you are willing to join forces with my Chan Sect, working together from within and without, to disrupt the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld and severely damage the fortune of the Pangu Palace!"

The old man of the South Pole spoke with a seductive tone, staring intently into the eyes of the Styx River, before dropping a bombshell that he believed no one could refuse.

"After this is accomplished, your master will not only personally help you sever your three corpses and attain the Primordial Dao, but he will also bestow upon you a top-grade innate spiritual treasure for protection!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his hand, and the [Nine Nether Soul Gathering Banner], which was pitch black, filled with resentment, and engraved with countless wailing ghost faces, appeared in his hand!

The terrifying aura of slaughter and resentment instantly caused the surrounding sea of ​​blood to boil!

When the Styx Ancestor looked at the banner and heard the words "Proving the Dao of Primordial Chaos," his sinister face revealed an expression of extreme shock and greed.

His breathing became rapid.

Meanwhile, in front of the water mirror in the Pangu Temple, Zhu Rong was already laughing so hard he started slapping his thigh.

"It's starting! It's starting! Look at Xiao Ming's acting skills, it's a waste of her talent not to perform in the mortal realm!"