Primordial Salted Fish: Starting from Refusing to Join the Demon Clan

At the summit of Mount Buzhou, the wind and clouds changed color.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were locked in fierce combat with the demon army, their battle cries shattering the heavens.

Donghuang Taiyi stood in the void, the illusory image of the Chaos Bell appearing and disappearing behind him, and purple-gold ripples spreading out like a tsunami.

He had already attained the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm in the Zixiao Palace, with the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top and the Five Qi Converging at the Origin.

At this moment, with the blessing of the innate treasure Chaos Bell, it actually suppressed Dijiang, who had been immersed in the Great Luo realm for many years.

"when--!"

The bells tolled, and space collapsed. Dijiang roared repeatedly, his Ancestral Witch form clashing head-on with Zhong Bo, yet he was still forced to retreat step by step by the shock.

On the edge of this devastating battlefield, in a secluded valley protected by numerous restrictions, the atmosphere was eerily tense.

Under the joint protection of powerful figures such as Taiqing and Yuanshi, the six spirit gourds on the innate gourd vine finally matured completely, their radiance subdued and their precious aura soaring into the sky.

As for the seventh one, it was still shriveled and withered, clearly lifeless.

Taiqing Laozi held a coiled dragon-shaped cane, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his calm demeanor revealing an undeniable domineering presence.

Fellow Daoists

Taiqing spoke first, his voice not loud, yet booming like thunder: "This innate treasure gourd is destined for my two brothers and me. Now that we're here, we brothers will each take one. The remaining three can be distributed among you as you see fit, what do you say?"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent, and then a surge of anger rose in everyone's hearts.

What a boastful tone!

The Three Pure Ones are going to take half of it?

Of the remaining seven gourds, the brothers took three, while the other dozen or so Great Luo Golden Immortals could only share three.

What kind of logic is this!

However, despite their anger, no one dared to be the first to stand up and refute them.

The Three Pure Ones are the true descendants of Pangu. Taiqing has the peak cultivation of a Great Luo and is protected by the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth. Yuanshi and Tongtian are also top-tier Great Luo cultivators. The three of them are one, and their strength is unparalleled among those present.

Although innate spiritual treasures are wonderful, if one were to incur the wrath of the Three Pure Ones for the sake of vying for them, it would be extremely difficult to move an inch in this prehistoric world in the future.

Seeing everyone's silence, Taiqing's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

This is the primordial world, this is the Great Dao. Strength reigns supreme; even the breath of the weak is wrong.

"Since elder brother has spoken, then it is settled."

Yuanshi Tianzun held the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his hand, his chin slightly raised, his eyes looking down as if at a group of ants. "If you all have no objections, my brothers and I will make our move."

Having said that, he actually stepped forward, preparing to pick the magic gourd.

"Wait!"

Just then, a slightly shrill voice suddenly rang out.

From the crowd, Daoist Zhunti, dressed in tattered hemp clothes, stood out with an air of righteousness and blocked the way for the Three Pure Ones.

Behind him, the Guide, though silent, appeared to be following suit.

The three brothers frowned simultaneously.

They never expected that there would actually be someone in this group who was fearless enough to stand out.

Sanqing may appear prosperous now, but it is actually dirt poor.

The Pangu Banner, Taiji Diagram, and other treasures have not yet been obtained and are still in Hongjun's hands.

Therefore, apart from Taiqing possessing a treasure of acquired merit, the Three Pure Ones, Yuanshi and Tongtian, besides obtaining three parts of the Creation Lotus, were practically penniless.

These three innate gourds are the foundation for their inevitable attainment of enlightenment!

"Zhunti?" Taiqing Laozi's face darkened, and he lightly tapped his cane on the ground. "What's your opinion?"

In his eyes, these two Westerners were nothing but clowns, and they dared to question the decision of the Pangu lineage?

"Of course I have objections!"

Zhunti clasped his hands together, his face filled with grief and indignation, "Fellow Daoists, there are only six ripe gourds here."

"You brothers took three, how are we supposed to divide the remaining three among so many of us? Are we supposed to fight tooth and nail to get them?"

Seeing his junior brother speak up, Jieyin sighed softly from the side, "Well said, well said, the three fellow Daoists have gone too far. The West is barren, and we have come from afar, seeking only a sliver of opportunity..."

This exchange instantly ignited the emotions of everyone present.

The Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun, the Old Ancestor of the Blood Sea Styx, the Thunderous Wrath of Heaven... these powerful figures who were usually awe-inspiring in their respective regions all cast unfriendly glances at this moment.

Indeed, aside from the Three Pure Ones, there were no fewer than twenty Great Luo Realm experts present. If the Three Pure Ones took half, the rest wouldn't even get a few sips of soup.

"Too much?"

Yuanshi Tianzun sneered and retorted directly: "This is a matter concerning my Buzhou Mountain in the East. The spiritual treasure has appeared in the world, and those with the right destiny will possess it."

"You, a Western creature, dare to try and get a piece of the pie?"

"Go back to your Western all you want!"

These were extremely harsh words, directly targeting the Westerners' origins.

Anyone else would probably have retreated in shame and indignation long ago.

Who exactly is Zhunti?

That's someone with a shamelessness comparable to a primordial spiritual treasure.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, you are mistaken!"

Instead of getting angry, Zhunti stepped forward and said confidently, "This is Buzhou Mountain, the center of the primordial world, not your backyard."

"The appearance of the Lingbao is a manifestation of Heaven's justice; what distinction does it make between East and West?"

"If you really take three, wouldn't we have made a wasted trip today?"

His words, seemingly speaking out for the people, were actually an attempt to muddy the waters.

He knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to monopolize the power on his own, but if he could use the power of the crowd to force the Three Pure Ones to retreat, it would not be difficult for him and his senior brother to gain one or two of them.

Yuanshi Tianzun was so angry at this shameless fellow that he laughed, pointing at the withered seventh gourd and mockingly saying:

"Want an opportunity?"

"sure."

"There's one that's not fully cooked yet. It's a defective product, but even a mosquito's leg is meat, which is perfect for someone like you who's 'cultivating asceticism'."

"If you like it, take it!"

This is blatant humiliation.

Zhunti's expression remained unchanged; instead, he replied solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, don't try to fool me."

"The gourd's essence has been exhausted; what use is it to take it?"

"How about this, we switch?"

"Take away the unripe gourd, and I'll take the ripe one, okay?"

Yuanshi Tianzun felt he was being provoked and glared at Zhunti with hostility, his jade ruyi in his hand poised to strike.

With tensions rising between the two sides, a chaotic battle seemed imminent.

Just then, a gentle, mellow voice, tinged with a hint of helplessness, broke in.

"Fellow Daoists, please wait!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the kind-hearted Hongyun walking out with a worried expression.

He felt that there was an opportunity for him here, and with a mindset of watching the excitement, he didn't want to get involved in the conflict. However, seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, if the gourd vine was damaged, no one would be able to get it.

All eyes turned to Hongyun.

As a well-known "good guy" in the prehistoric world, he still has people who give him face.

Hongyun felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at by so many eyes, but he still forced himself to speak:

"Fellow Daoists, it is truly unbecoming of us to argue incessantly here."

"Besides, there are only six ripe gourds here in total, and even if you include the unripe one, there are only seven."

"There are too many of us to divide it evenly no matter what."

"Then what do you suggest we do?" the Styx Ancestor asked menacingly, the Yuan Tu and A Bi twin swords in his hands gleaming coldly.

Hongyun took a deep breath and presented the plan he had already prepared:

"As an ancient saying goes, Lingbao has a spirit, and chooses its master to dwell in."

"Instead of fighting to the death here, let's take three steps back and wait a moment."

"Let this innate gourd sense the secrets of heaven and automatically detach itself to choose its master!"

"This way, it's fair and won't damage harmony. What do you all think?"

Upon hearing this, the previously noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

Taiqing Laozi narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly weighing the pros and cons; Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly and remained silent; Zhunti's eyes darted around, seemingly plotting something.

But this seems to be the only option at the moment.

After all, no one can guarantee that they will be able to snatch the gourd in the chaos. If they are ambushed and lose their lives, that would be the biggest joke.