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Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

It was incredibly grand, with auspicious clouds and rays of light everywhere. Cranes flew in the sky, and lingzhi mushrooms grew on the ground. This was the headquarters of the Chan Sect, all about pomp and circumstance, and a sense of superiority.

Normally, this place is so quiet it's like nobody's around, because the Primordial Celestial Venerable dislikes noise. He believes that only creatures with "fur and horns" do such things.

But today, this tranquility was shattered by a piercing scream.

"Master! You must avenge your disciple! The Witch Clan is going too far; they have no respect for our Chan Sect!"

Taiyi Zhenren stumbled and crawled into the main hall. In his current state, he was not even as good as a beggar on the street, let alone a dignified immortal.

His once gleaming golden robe with a purple ribbon and eight trigrams was now covered in dirt and missing a sleeve. The most conspicuous thing about him was his head.

Originally, Master Taiyi's hair was piled high in a bun, adorned with a jade hairpin, making him quite dignified. Now, however, he's just a smooth, large braised egg, topped with a red mark—the result of being rubbed by the Heaven-Shaking Arrow.

The head shone brightly under the lights of the Jade Void Palace.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was sitting cross-legged on his cloud bed with his eyes closed, his hands forming hand seals, comprehending the Dao. Hearing this noise, he frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I almost couldn't hold back.

"Taiyi? You... what kind of behavior is this!" Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the bald man and was so angry that his beard trembled.

What does the Chan sect value most? It values ​​lineage, appearance, and appearance.

One of the Twelve Golden Immortals, he came back with a big bald head. People who didn't know better would think that those two poor devils from the Western Sect came to poach him.

"Master!" Taiyi Zhenren knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. "It's not that I'm unkempt, it's that brat Lin Huang, the son of Lin Xuan from the Wu Clan! He ambushed me with a Heaven-Shaking Arrow, and he even shot it specifically at my scalp! Look, the roots of my hair have been shaved off, and even the hair follicles are damaged, so they won't grow back!"

Master Taiyi stroked his smooth scalp, his heart filled with resentment.

"Lin Xuan?"

Upon hearing this name, Yuanshi Tianzun's face instantly darkened.

It's Lin Xuan again.

Ever since this kid became the thirteenth Ancestral Witch, the prehistoric world has never been peaceful. First, he embarrassed him at Buzhou Mountain, then he stole the human race's fortune, and now he even dares to casually beat up his own disciple.

"What exactly happened?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked coldly.

Taiyi Zhenren's eyes darted around, and he began to embellish the story: "Master, it's like this. This disciple sensed that the reincarnation of Lingzhuzi was in Chentang Pass, and originally intended to go and take him as a disciple, and also help that child overcome a tribulation. Who knew that Shiji was so ungrateful, actually colluding with the Witch Clan to try and kill Lingzhuzi. This disciple merely went to argue with them, and Lin Xuan came out with his son, attacked without saying a word, and even said..."

"What did you say?"

"He said... he said the Chan Sect is nothing, even if the Primordial Celestial Venerable came, he'd have to be his son's horse!"

boom!

The Primordial Celestial Venerable slapped the armrest, and the armrest made of ten-thousand-year-old Xuan Jade turned into powder.

"presumptuous!"

When a sage is angered, the heavens and earth change color. Instantly, dark clouds gather over the entire Kunlun Mountains, and thunder rumbles.

Although Yuanshi Tianzun knew in his heart that Taiyi's words were definitely exaggerated, Lin Xuan, though arrogant, was not stupid enough to say such things directly.

But it is not important.

The important thing is that Lin Xuan did indeed slap the face of the Chan Sect. Even when beating a dog, one has to consider its owner; shaving his disciple's head bald was like pulling hair from the face of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

"Master, you must make a move! That Lin Xuan is too arrogant, and he has so many magical treasures. My meager possessions are simply not enough to contend with him." Seeing that the time was right, Taiyi Zhenren quickly pleaded poverty.

Yuanshi Tianzun took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

He cannot take action personally right now.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun has decreed that sages are not allowed to act arbitrarily in the prehistoric world, especially before the great calamity has fully erupted. Last time, Tongtian almost fought with him because he was protecting his own. If he were to personally deal with a junior now, it would not sound good for his reputation, and that Tongtian would definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble.

"Hmph, is a mere barbarian from the Witch Clan worth my personal attention?"

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly and flipped his hand.

A small black flag appeared in his palm.

As soon as the flag appeared, the surrounding space began to distort, and a chaotic sword aura capable of destroying the heavens and the earth flowed across the flag's surface.

Pangu Banner!

A supreme innate treasure, primarily for killing and warfare, its attack power is said to be the strongest in the primordial world.

Master Taiyi's eyes widened, and he almost drooled: "Master, is this for your disciple?"

"Dream on." Yuanshi Tianzun glared at him. "With your meager cultivation, you think you can control the Pangu Banner? This is a replica I made using a wisp of the Pangu Banner's primordial energy. It's called the 'Opening Heaven Blade Banner.' Although it's not as good as the real thing, it still has thirty percent of the real thing's power. It's enough to break through that five-colored divine light and kill a Grand Luo Golden Immortal like slaughtering a dog."

Yuanshi Tianzun threw the flag to Taiyi.

"Take this and go get revenge. Remember, don't kill Lin Xuan. That kid has too much karma on him. Just cripple him and teach him a lesson. As for Shi Ji... Hmph, an outer disciple of the Jie Sect, killing her is fine."

Master Taiyi held the flag in both hands, feeling its weight; it was the feeling of power!

With this treasure, let alone that brat Lin Huang, he wouldn't even dare to touch Lin Xuan himself!

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure! This disciple will certainly live up to your expectations, beat Lin Xuan to a pulp, shave his head, and avenge Master!"

Taiyi Zhenren kowtowed three times, stood up, and walked out with his head held high.

The bald head shone even brighter in the lightning.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Taiyi's retreating figure, still feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Guang Chengzi," Yuan Shi called out.

"Disciple is here." Guang Chengzi, who had been standing silently in the corner, stepped forward. His head had been smashed by Lin Tianyi's brick last time, and although he was healed now, he still trembled at the sight of anything shaped like a brick.

"Follow them secretly and see. If Taiyi wins, all the better. If... if something unexpected happens, crush this jade talisman, and I will know."

Yuanshi Tianzun handed Guangchengzi a jade talisman.

He always felt that Lin Xuan was very strange, and that Taiyi, this bald guy, probably wouldn't be able to get revenge so easily.

……

Skull Mountain, outside the Cave of Bones.

Lin Xuan was sitting on the stone bench that Shi Ji had brought over, munching on a spiritual fruit.

Lady Shiji stood to the side, looking like a wronged little wife, holding a plate of freshly washed grapes in her hands.

"Thirteen Ancestral Witches, you...you really aren't leaving?" Shi Ji asked cautiously. "Although Taiyi Zhenren has fled, he is a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. He will definitely go back to get reinforcements. The Chan Sect is extremely protective of its own. If we offend a sage..."

Although Shi Ji was grateful to Lin Xuan for saving her life, she was timid. She was just a stone spirit who only wanted to live a peaceful life and didn't want to get involved in the power struggles of these big shots.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Lin Xuan spat out a grape seed. "If one comes, I'll take it on; if two come, I'll take them both on. Besides, you're my wife Wudang's junior sister, which makes you my sister-in-law. I, Lin Xuan, don't have many other virtues, but I'm fiercely protective of my own. Anyone who dares to harm my family, I'll scatter their ashes."

Upon hearing the word "family," Shi Ji's heart skipped a beat.

Looking at Lin Xuan's nonchalant profile, a warm feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

Is this what it feels like to be protected?

Just then, Lin Xuan's little Lin Huang suddenly raised his head, a glint of excitement flashing in his heterochromatic eyes.

"Daddy! That bald uncle is here again!"

Lin Huang pointed to the horizon.

"Oh?" Lin Xuan looked over. "You brought a new toy?"

Dark clouds rolled across the horizon, and an extremely sharp killing intent swept over us.

Taiyi Zhenren stood on a cloud, waving a large black banner in his hand. The banner fluttered in the wind, and every ripple tore through the void.

"Lin Xuan! You little brat! Come out here and face your death!"

Taiyi Zhenren's voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, filled with confidence and the thrill of revenge.

"Today, I will show you that the Chan Sect cannot be humiliated! Stick your heads out here so I can crack your skulls open!"