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The matter at the Nuwa Palace had just been sorted out, and Fuxi's brother-in-law had been appeased, but Lin Xuan's anger had not yet completely subsided.

Although winning over Nuwa was an unexpected bonus, the debt of that old bald monk Zhunti scheming against Kuafu and almost killing my brother cannot be left unresolved.

Lin Xuan sat on the steps of the Pangu Hall, picking his teeth with a grass stick in his hand, his eyes drifting westward.

"System, do you think if I lead my men directly to Mount Sumeru now, will that old man Hongjun jump out and take my side?"

The system didn't answer directly, but it did give a notification sound.

[Ding! Host's resentment level detected to be off the charts. The Listening Upgrade Card has been activated. Current Listening level: Saint-level Watchdog (Modified Version). Bonus effect: Causal Reflection (Any schemes against the host will be reflected back tenfold in humiliation).]

Lin Xuan laughed.

This system is sensible.

He waved to Di Ting, who was gnawing on a big bone in the distance.

"Big Black, come here."

Di Ting is now twice the size of an elephant when it stands up. Upon hearing the call, it immediately threw away the bone and came running over, its big tongue wagging like a mop.

"See that area to the west?" Lin Xuan pointed to the golden-glowing land in the west. "Remember that bald monk with a piece of flesh missing from his butt?"

Di Ting's eyes lit up instantly, and it made a "gurgling" sound in its throat, clearly remembering the taste vividly.

"Go ahead." Lin Xuan patted its big head. "Don't hold back this time. Bite the other side to make it symmetrical. Also, bring all your underlings, including the Howling Celestial Dog (although it's not born yet, we can use the wolfhounds raised by the Witch Clan to make up the numbers). Take them all and put on a 'Hundred Dogs Night Parade' for the Western Sect."

Di Ting let out an excited howl, transformed into a streak of black light, and led a pack of vicious dogs out.

Lin Xuan thought about it and felt that simply releasing dogs wasn't impressive enough.

"Xingtian!"

"exist!"

Xing Tian was shirtless, sharpening his axe in the square when he heard the shout. He came over, carrying his massive axe, which was as big as a door panel. Although he hadn't been beheaded yet, he already exuded a fierce and menacing aura.

"Take five hundred brothers and head to the entrance of Mount Sumeru," Lin Xuan said slowly. "Don't actually fight your way in; that's a sage's sacred ground, and we can't demolish it yet. Just stand there and dance at the entrance."

"Dancing?" Xing Tian scratched his head, looking completely bewildered. "Thirteen Ancestral Witches, I only know how to kill people, I don't know how to dance."

"Idiot! It's our Wu tribe's war dance! The Ganqi Dance!" Lin Xuan said, exasperated. "You just grab an axe and a shield and jump around in front of their door. Shout slogans like... 'Debts must be repaid, murderers must pay with their lives, old man Zhunti, come out and get a beating!' If he doesn't come out, you keep going, dance that square dance for three days and three nights!"

Upon hearing this, Xing Tian became excited.

"Alright! This is my specialty! I'll go right now, I guarantee it'll keep him awake all night!"

……

In the west, Mount Sumeru.

This place was poor to begin with, and the spiritual energy was scarce. They had finally managed to accumulate some wealth, and it all depended on Jieyin and Zhunti going to the East to beg for alms.

At this moment, beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Zhunti was lying face down on a large rock in an extremely undignified posture. His buttocks were wrapped in thick gauze, which was stained with blood.

"Senior brother, it hurts so much!" Zhunti groaned. "What kind of dog is Lin Xuan raising? Even my golden body can't heal my wounds. There's a power of law on it that's specifically designed to corrode wounds."

The guide sat beside him, looking distressed, his face so bitter it could have been squeezed to release bitter melon juice.

"Junior brother, we've really messed up this time. We never expected Nuwa to completely side with the Wu Clan, and even Di Jun was driven away. This move of ours has gone terribly wrong."

"I'm not reconciled!" Zhunti slammed his fist on the stone. "What merits does Lin Xuan possess? Isn't he just relying on the favor of the Twelve Ancestral Witches? Once I become a saint... ouch!"

His excitement aggravated his wound, causing him to grimace in pain.

Just then, the protective array beneath Mount Sumeru suddenly began to shake violently.

"What's going on? An enemy attack?" Jieyin suddenly stood up.

Before he could even extend his divine sense, he heard a deafening bark from a dog.

"Woof!"

This sound, carrying the pressure of a Saint-level being, pierced through the great formation and exploded in Zhunti's mind.

Zhunti shuddered; the voice was all too familiar, a nightmare indeed.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black claw ignored the mountain-protecting array's defenses and stretched out from the void, shattering the restrictions above the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

"You beast! How dare you!"

Jieyin was furious and was about to strike down with his Demon-Subduing Pestle.

But the black claws ignored him completely, their target clear: Zhunti, who was lying on the rock.

Zhunti was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his skin. He didn't even have time to pull up his pants (since he couldn't anyway), and just wanted to run away.

But how could he possibly outrun the upgraded version of Di Ting?

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

Zhunti let out a scream more agonizing than a pig being slaughtered.

"Ouch—! My left butt!"

Di Ting's bite was incredibly precise, landing directly on Zhunti's intact left buttock. It held on tightly and wouldn't let go, shaking its head wildly as if trying to tear the flesh off.

At the same time, deafening drumbeats resounded outside the mountain gate.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Xing Tian led five hundred burly men, shirtless, holding axes and shields, stomping their feet in unison.

"Debts must be repaid! Murderers must pay with their lives! You old bastard, come out and take your beating!"

The sound, imbued with the malevolent energy of the Wu tribe, shook the tiles on Mount Sumeru, causing them to fall off.

Jieyin's face turned green upon seeing this.

This is supposed to be a sacred place! Now it's turned into a debt collection market!

If this gets out, how will the Western Religion survive? Who will dare to come and seek refuge with them in the future?

"Stop! Stop it, all of you!"

Jieyin dared not attack Xingtian, after all, he was a great shaman of the Wu tribe, and killing him would surely provoke all twelve ancestral shamans to join the attack. He could only swallow his anger and fly to the mountain gate.

"Great Shaman, let's talk this out. This is a peaceful place..."

"Peaceful my foot!" Xing Tian pointed his axe. "Zhun Ti schemed against my brother Kua Fu, and this isn't over! The Thirteen Ancestral Witches said that either Zhun Ti should come out and let me chop him with my axe, or he should pay me compensation!"

The guide's mouth twitched.

One axe blow? If that axe were to strike, would Zhunti still be alive?

"Compensate... compensate for what?" Jieyin asked through gritted teeth.

"Not many." Xing Tian held up three fingers. "Three Bodhi seeds. They're your specialty. Take them to make tea for my brother."

The guide's heart was bleeding.

Bodhi seeds! Those are the fruits of the Gengjin Bodhi tree, the very essence of Zhunti. Only a few of them grow every ten thousand years; they are the ultimate treasures for enlightenment!

"Give it to us or not? If you don't, we'll jump around here for a hundred years!" Xing Tian said, then led his men to start stomping their feet again, "Boom boom boom, boom boom boom..."

Inside, Zhunti was still screaming in agony, while outside, Xingtian was still dancing.

Jieyin simply couldn't take it anymore.

"Here you go! I'll give it to you, okay?!"

With trembling hands, Jieyin took out three golden Bodhi seeds and threw them to Xingtian.

"Take it! Get out of here!"

Xing Tian caught the Bodhi seed, put it in his mouth and bit it, then chuckled.

"You're smart to know what's good for you. Guys, let's call it a day! Let's go back and have some drinks!"

Xing Tian waved his hand and left with his men.

Di Ting also let go, and ran off triumphantly with a piece of cloth (and some meat) stained with blood in its mouth.

Only Zhunti remained, lying on the ground with a tooth mark on each of his buttocks, looking disheveled in the wind.

Lin Xuan watched this scene through the system and laughed until his stomach hurt.

"Serves you right! You schemed against me. This is just interest; we'll play it slow."