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Chapter 31 The True Lineage of Pangu! Is occupying four prayer mats no problem? (A massive 3000-word chapter!)

Seeing that the gates of Zixiao Palace had opened, Taichu had no intention of continuing to tease the Dijun brothers.

He directly shouted in his heart to the three Supreme Beings.

"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, there's a great opportunity inside, let's go!"

Because he was used to following Tai Chu's orders, Tai Shang didn't think twice and subconsciously unleashed the power of a Primordial Golden Immortal, sending Di Jun and the others flying.

He led the three of them directly into the Zixiao Palace and immediately saw the six futons placed at the front.

Even without being reminded, he now knew that there was something fishy about these prayer cushions.

Immediately, he rushed straight towards the prayer mat.

Seeing this, the others were not about to give up easily and all used their supernatural abilities to try and take one of them.

Even disregarding the imposing aura the Supreme Lord had just displayed, they directly attempted to stop them.

However, Dijiang and the others were not mere decorations; how could they just stand by and watch?

"If you want to compete for a spot, you'll have to get past us first."

"You four brothers go ahead, leave this place to us."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have no primordial spirit and have no need to listen to the Dao. Their purpose in coming here is simply to prevent the Di Jun brothers from gaining any benefits.

By the way, do you know if Hongjun has any way to solve their congenital defects?

Now he has recognized Siqing as his elder brother.

If someone were to obstruct Tai Chu and the others from pursuing their opportunities right in front of them.

That would be a slap in their face.

"Little sister, go quickly and find Tai Chu."

Although Fuxi did not know the secrets of the prayer mat, seeing that Taishang and others were all vying for it, he naturally wanted to get one for Nuwa as well.

She directly cooperated with the Twelve Ancestral Witches to block the others who wanted to rush into Zixiao Palace, and quickly sat down next to Taichu.

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, you may leave now."

Upon seeing that Taichu and the others had all taken their seats, Fuxi quickly gestured for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to step aside.

And the crowd was no longer able to stop them.

They didn't even bother to cause trouble for the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Fuxi, and swarmed into the Zixiao Palace, charging towards the last futon.

Among them, Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, and Hongyun are the strongest contenders.

He paved his way with swords and shields, and defended himself with fiery red lotuses. Few dared to confront him directly.

One of them used the Earth Book to create a shield and charged recklessly with the Cloud Escape Technique, completely disregarding what lay ahead.

However, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Just when they were about to win and thought that their final opponent was each other.

A pale blue figure suddenly darted out and sat down directly on the last futon!

"Thank you for clearing the way, fellow Daoists."

Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the three from the Styx River were a thousand times worse than if they had swallowed a fly.

After working so hard for half a day, it all turns out to be a favor done for someone else. This is even more painful than killing them.

However, the matter was already settled, and no matter how unwilling they were, they could only find a seat near the front.

The entire process of vying for the prayer mats seemed extremely long, but in reality, from the opening of the Zixiao Palace gates to Kunpeng occupying the last prayer mat, only a single breath had passed.

Even though Di Jun and his group rushed as fast as they could, when they arrived at Zixiao Palace, the main hall was already packed with people, leaving only the corners and seats near the door.

"Damn it, big brother, we can't let this go."

Taiyi, unwilling to accept defeat, roared and tried to seize the positions of Taichu and the others.

Don't act impulsively.

Di Jun was also filled with resentment and anger, but he knew clearly what to do at what time.

If we were to try and seize it now, let's not even discuss whether we could defeat Tai Chu and the others.

If they displease Hongjun, their fate will definitely not be good.

"Let's find a place to sit down and listen to the sermon first. We can settle our old and new scores with them after we get out."

With Di Jun's obstruction, Taiyi had no choice but to give up. He stared coldly at Taichu and the others, imagining the way they would beg for mercy.

Once everyone was seated, the Zixiao Palace quickly quieted down.

Just as the gates of Zixiao Palace were about to close, two bald Taoist priests arrived late.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment."

The sound came from outside the palace. The moment Haotian looked up, Jieyin and Zhunti had already stepped into Zixiao Palace.

Tai Chu glanced back upon hearing the sound.

These two bald monks followed the same trajectory as before, and it's unclear whether it was intentional or because they were genuinely slow, thus making their grand entrance last.

The main hall is now packed with people; all the good spots have been taken, and the six prayer cushions have been taken.

If he's right, what follows is a classic scene.

Jieyin and Zhunti scanned the main hall, their sly eyes darting around before their eyes fixed on the six prayer cushions at the very front.

The two exchanged a glance and both understood each other's meaning.

"Senior brother, those six prayer cushions must hold great opportunities; we must seize one."

"That's how it should be."

In an instant, the two made a decision and sat down on the ground with a thud.

"Senior brothers, we're suffering! We two brothers have traveled countless miles, enduring countless hardships to get here, only to find that we don't even have a seat! Waaah..."

Zhunti immediately started playing the victim, wiping away tears.

"Yes, how tragic! We brothers have traveled day and night, braving countless dangers, only to fear missing the sage's sermon, and that there would be no place for us..."

Jieyin, even more so than his teacher, covered his face with his Taoist robe while pouring out his grievances, displaying his sorrow to the fullest extent.

They would occasionally glance at Hongjun on the Nine Heavens Futon, hoping to move him with this method and have him bestow one or two futons upon them.

However, everyone looked at them with cold and indifferent expressions.

They're all ancient foxes, why are they playing at Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?

Trying to play the victim now? Do you really think they're all idiots? Can't they see that these two bald monks are just howling and crying without shedding a tear?

Upon hearing the two crying, Yuanshi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure and disgust crept onto his face.

"For a dignified being of the Great Luo realm to weep and wail like this truly disgraces us all."

"I am ashamed to sit with such shameless, sissy trash."

"..."

Yuanshi immediately unleashed a barrage of attacks.

Its firepower was so overwhelming that everyone present was stunned and secretly amazed.

Jieyin and Zhunti were stunned by the scolding, and for a moment even their howling stopped, their eyes staring straight at Yuanshi.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

However, the two of them are truly shameless.

Even if she was thoroughly criticized and her fake crying was exposed.

After realizing what had happened, they continued their performance.

After all, getting the prayer mat is the most important thing right now.

You can't eat or play with your face, so it makes no difference whether you have it or not.

"You four brothers occupy four prayer mats, while so many of us haven't received a single one. This is simply unfair."

"That's right, why do the four of you occupy four prayer cushions, while we've traveled a long way to hear the teachings, yet not a single one of us has one?"

"We are all seekers of the Way, so why are you the only ones who are different!"

"To be fair, you should give up your three prayer cushions so we can distribute them among ourselves!"

"..."

Anyone with a sound mind present could see through Jieyin and Zhunti's scheme to shift the blame eastward.

But the temptation was too great.

If Taichu and the others really agree to give up the three prayer mats under their protests...

Wouldn't that give them another chance to seize an opportunity?

After all, there were only six futons in the vast Zixiao Palace. If there was nothing fishy going on, they would be willing to commit suicide on the spot!

Di Jun and the others shared the same idea.

He who considers himself the future ruler of heaven and earth not only doesn't have a prayer mat, but has also been squeezed into a corner, near the door.

If given the chance to compete again, with their strength, they could at least take two of the prayer cushions, if not all of them!

"This is definitely not fair, why...?"

However, just as everyone was tempted and preparing to join forces to put pressure on Tai Chu and the others.

Yuanshi stood up straight from the futon and retorted to the two guides.

"Do you really think everyone's blind and can't see through your little schemes?"

"You want us to give up three prayer cushions? You're just dreaming!"

"They have absolutely no self-awareness."

"I feel like I'm wasting my breath trying to reason with you."

As he spoke, Yuanshi directly summoned the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, his gaze turning cold and sharp as he looked at the two guides.

"Didn't you just want fairness?"

"I can give it to you."

"In the primordial world, strength has always been paramount."

"Defeat me, and the meditation cushion is yours!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tongtian also drew his Qingping Sword, pointing it at the two of them and coldly shouting.

"You heard what my second brother said: either beat us, or kneel down and kowtow to apologize!"

The Supreme One did not speak, but he released the aura of a Primordial Golden Immortal, enveloping the two of them, and stared at them with cold eyes.

"Second brother, third brother, why waste so much time talking to them?"

"We are the direct descendants of Pangu, and the entire primordial world was transformed from the Father God. Let alone these few prayer mats, even a stone falling from the sky should belong to us!"

As soon as Tai Chu finished speaking, he immediately summoned the Twelfth Grade Creation Green Lotus, which, using the One Qi Transforms into Four Pure Ones technique, stood in four directions, glaring angrily at the two guides.

Upon seeing this, Taishang and the others did not hesitate at all. They immediately used the One Qi Transforms into Four Purities technique, placing themselves around the five prayer mats to completely fill the space.

"What kind of supernatural power is this, that it is so powerful?"

"The differentiated body is almost tangible, and its cultivation level is nearly identical to that of the original body!"

Nuwa looked at Taichu, who was protecting her behind her, her eyes filled with admiration and gratitude.

Seeing such power, the two guides dared not continue to provoke him and knelt down without hesitation.

"My brother and I were confused for a moment and offended you seniors. Please forgive us."

The two's shameless behavior truly shocked everyone present.

They really hadn't expected that Jieyin and Zhunti would admit defeat so smoothly.

They showed absolutely no dignity befitting a strong person.

She knelt down on the ground, looking so fresh and delicate!

Originally, Di Jun and the others were preparing to add fuel to the fire, but seeing the two of them in this state, they could only suppress their thoughts with a look of displeasure.

"Hmph, you guys were quick to chicken out."

Tongtian never expected that the two of them could be so shameless.

He could only suppress his displeasure and sit back down on the prayer mat with the Supreme Elder and the others.

(End of this chapter)