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The entire Zixiao Palace was deathly silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

Laozi's eyes widened, and the Tai Chi diagram he was holding stopped. Jieyin and Zhunti stared wide-eyed, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground. Even Hongjun, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, twitched his eyelids twice.

That's the Investiture of the Gods! A rare treasure of the Heavenly Dao! And a little brat just threw a copper coin at it, and it was smashed on the ground like trash?

Yuanshi Tianzun froze completely. He stared at his empty hand, then at the dusty Investiture of the Gods lying on the ground, his mind blank. An overwhelming sense of humiliation surged to the top of his head.

"How dare you, you brat!" Yuanshi Tianzun roared fiercely, bending down to pick up the Investiture of the Gods.

"Clatter".

A foot wearing a black cloud-patterned gold-threaded boot stepped onto the Investiture of the Gods first.

Lin Xuan stood up, one foot firmly planted on the edge of the Investiture of the Gods, the other arm around Lin Xi, looking down at the bent-over Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Yuanshi, what's your hurry? This rag is on the ground, so what if it's dirty?" Lin Xuan's lips curled into an undisguised mockery.

"Lin Xuan! Get your filthy feet off me! How dare you desecrate this precious treasure of the Heavenly Dao!" Yuanshi Tianzun roared, trembling with rage, pointing at Lin Xuan's nose.

"Blasphemy? I call this being factual." Lin Xuan sneered, glanced around at the saints present, and suddenly raised his voice, "The Dao Ancestor just said that signing this lousy list was to find people to do work for the Heavenly Court. Well then, I'll lay my words out here today."

Lin Xuan pointed outside the main hall: "The Heavenly Court is currently controlled by my Wu Clan. The Jade Emperor Haotian only holds 20% of the shares. The remaining 80% is entirely in my hands, Lin Xuan's hands. Security for the Heavenly Court is managed by Xing Tian and Kua Fu of my Wu Clan. I control the heating of the Lingxiao Palace."

Lin Xuan paused, looking at the ashen-faced Yuanshi Tianzun, and said, word by word, "My company is not short of people. It certainly doesn't need those scoundrels from the Chan Sect and the Western Sect who only know how to stab you in the back and can't even win a fight to fill positions! Want to send people into my Heavenly Court? No way!"

This incredibly modern business logic, delivered in a way that completely blew the minds of the sages present away.

They knew that the Heavenly Court had been bullied terribly by the Witch Clan, but they never expected that Haotian would even relinquish control of the Heavenly Court.

"You...you're just making excuses! The Heavenly Court was established by the Dao Ancestor himself, how dare you, a barbarian, lay a finger on it!" Yuanshi Tianzun completely lost his guard. His magical power surged, and a Three Treasures Jade Ruyi radiating terrifying pressure appeared in his hand.

Even if it means facing punishment from the Dao Ancestor, he will kill Lin Xuan, this variable, on the spot.

"Want to make a move?" Lin Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he didn't back down an inch.

With a thought, an extremely vast golden dragon phantom of fortune appeared behind him, representing the fortune of the entire human race. At the same time, an extremely heavy power of rules emanated from his body, the causal anchor point of the Separation of Heaven and Earth.

"Come on, try hitting me." Lin Xuan pointed to his head, taunting arrogantly. "If you dare to touch a single hair on my head today, the rules of the Severing Heaven and Earth Connection will immediately backfire, and the karmic burden of the entire human race will directly crush you. I want to see if your Saintly status can withstand the double crushing blows from both the human race and the Daoist realm!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable held the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi high, his hand hovering in mid-air, trembling violently.

He didn't dare to smash it.

He knew all too well how terrifying that force of cause and effect was. If it really struck, he didn't know if Lin Xuan would die, but he, as a saint, would definitely drop in cultivation level, and might even be rejected by the Heavenly Dao.

"alright."

Hongjun on the high platform finally spoke. His voice was filled with deep weariness. He knew that with Lin Xuan causing trouble here today, the Investiture of the Gods would absolutely not be signed.

"Since none of you are willing to sign the list, then so be it." Hongjun waved his hand, forcibly taking back the Investiture of the Gods list from beneath Lin Xuan's feet. "The great calamity has arrived, and the secrets of heaven are in chaos. You will each rely on your own abilities, and your true spirits will automatically be listed after death. Disperse."

After saying that, Hongjun's figure disappeared directly from Zixiao Palace. He really didn't want to see Lin Xuan's arrogant face anymore.

"Brother, let's go home for dinner." Lin Xuan patted Tongtian on the shoulder, picked up Lin Xi, and led the Twelve Ancestral Witches out of Zixiao Palace in a swagger.

The Tongtian Sect Leader followed behind, feeling incredibly smug. He had never felt so triumphant in his entire life.

Inside the Zixiao Palace, only Laozi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Yuanshi Tianzun, who was standing there so angry he was about to vomit blood, remained.

As Yuanshi Tianzun watched Lin Xuan's departing figure, the resentment in his eyes was almost overflowing.

He knew that outwardly he could do nothing to Lin Xuan. But he couldn't swallow this insult. The face of the Chan Sect had to be regained.

Yuanshi Tianzun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart. He secretly made an extremely secret hand seal, and a divine thought directly pierced through the endless void, landing in the Jade Void Palace of Kunlun Mountain.

"Guang Chengzi, heed my command!" The voice of Yuanshi Tianzun echoed in Guang Chengzi's mind, carrying a chilling killing intent. "Immediately take the Heaven-Turning Seal and descend to the human realm. Find me several third-generation disciples of the Jie Sect and kill them to establish our authority! I want all living beings in the prehistoric world to know that offending my Chan Sect means certain death!"