Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

When Jieyin and Zhunti heard that they would have to offer benefits to go up Buzhou Mountain, they were immediately displeased.

"What? The Twelve Ancestral Witches are all Great Luo Golden Immortals?"

They originally intended to fight their way up, but upon learning that the Twelve Ancestral Witches were all Great Luo Golden Immortals, the two hesitated.

"We can't beat them, brother, what should we do?"

Zhunti looked at Jieyin, his face filled with sorrow, and said, "Are we really going to give away the spiritual roots we've collected to others for nothing? These Twelve Ancestral Witches are going too far!"

Jieyin shook his head with a dejected look, "I don't know what it is that has attracted us."

Zhunti nodded, "Yes, but I don't think it's that important. How about we don't go?"

Zhunti carefully considered that if he could gain more benefits by sacrificing some spiritual roots, that would be fine.

But he knew perfectly well that it wasn't a treasure that had appeared.

"Fine, then I won't go."

Upon receiving the order, Zhunti was overjoyed.

"Great! We don't even care about Buzhou Mountain. Let's go back, brother. This time we'll start searching from the other side. We're sure we'll find even more treasures there."

The two brothers were born in the West. Thanks to Qingyi's intervention, the West suffered little loss, and the damaged ley lines have now been almost fully restored.

But the West had already been plundered by Rahu, and when Qingyi searched again, there was nothing left.

The two were very poor.

Before leaving, Zhunti looked back at Buzhou Mountain one last time.

For him, not even glancing at a treasure right in front of him was no different than losing a supreme innate treasure.

"Never mind, it's nothing important anyway, it's impossible for them to take my spiritual root."

The two brothers changed direction and continued their treasure hunt westward.

At Mount Buzhou, the figures of the Three Pure Ones appeared.

Looking towards the mountainside, none of the three looked too good.

"Second brother, please don't be so impulsive this time."

Tongtian said to Yuanshi with some unease.

"Do you even have any sense of hierarchy? I'm your second elder brother; I don't need you to remind me!"

Yuan Shi spoke with displeasure.

"Alright, let's go."

Laozi interrupted the two and led the way up the mountain.

This time, they arrived at the entrance of Pangu Mausoleum.

I saw those three Dao patterns.

"Pangu Mausoleum, indeed, this is a place to commemorate the great god Pangu."

The Three Pure Ones had a sudden realization.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches walked out.

"Oh? Here we go again?"

Zhu Rong was delighted when she saw Yuan Shi.

"How does it feel to wear the same style as Hongjun? Haha."

In this primordial world, only the statue of Hongjun and Yuanshi have tasted what the mud he created tastes like.

"snort."

Yuanshi didn't understand what he was talking about, and snorted coldly.

He threw out three innate spiritual roots.

"Get out of the way."

After saying that, he was about to go inside when the Twelve Ancestral Witches stepped forward and blocked his way with displeasure.

Stop.

"What? Didn't they say that bringing offerings would allow entry?"

"First," Zhu Rong said, holding up one finger, "the offerings are just carelessly thrown away like this; I don't feel any sincerity from you towards the Father God."

"Secondly, as I said last time, we want that tower."

Zhu Rong pointed to the Xuanhuang Pagoda above Laozi's head.

"Impossible!" Yuanshi Tianzun roared in fury. "Are you playing us, the Three Pure Ones, for a fool?"

"Playing you for fools? You think you're worthy?"

"Let me tell you, if you don't bring out the tower, then don't even think about going in. Only that tower can prove your sincerity."

"If you're not satisfied, then practice some more!"

Zhu Rong showed off his muscular physique, feeling incredibly handsome.

After seeing the Three Pure Ones off, he went to find Xihe and crushed the two stars she had just made. Xihe would definitely punch him again, like tickling him, which would be so satisfying.

"you……"

Yuanshi, his face flushed red with suppressed anger, was about to utter some rude words.

Tongtian, who already knew him well, immediately stepped forward to block him.

"Fellow Daoist Ancestral Witch, do you think you could...?"

"Get out of here. You're his brother, aren't you? You're not exactly a good person either."

Zhu Rong directly pushed open the Tongtian Pass.

"If you can't bear to part with it, then get out of here. Father God won't miss a broken tower."

After saying this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches returned to Pangu's Mausoleum and closed the gate.

"This...sigh."

Tongtian sighed.

"Walk."

I asked him to speak, and he only came twice, which is already a favor.

They even wanted his tower.

"Hmph, so what if we're not at Pangu's Mausoleum to pay homage to the Great God Pangu?"

Yuanshi followed closely behind.

Soon, the Three Pure Ones set up an altar at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

"Great God Pangu, you've worked hard."

The three stood before the empty altar, speaking in unison. After a few breaths of silence, only Tongtian bowed.

Is this how you commemorate Pangu? There was absolutely no reaction?

This is utter nonsense! I really believed in the evil teachings of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

I thought there would be some benefits in worshipping Pangu, but a bunch of guys without primordial spirits are really unreliable.

Laozi turned and left immediately, while Yuanshi waved his sleeve, shattering the altar into pieces.

"If I don't benefit from the altar I built, no one else can use it."

Before leaving, he glared fiercely at Tongtian; despite being brothers, he had repeatedly spoken up for the other.

Tongtian looked at his two elder brothers and felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

"But it is right to offer sacrifices to the great god Pangu. Although it is wrong to ask for the elder brother's tower, we should still be sincere."

Tongtian thought to himself.

After the three had been gone for a long time, many living beings gradually gathered there.

"What's going on with those three powerful beings? Wasn't it enough to simply go up and offer sacrifices to the Great God Pangu as long as one was sincere?"

"Their strength should be enough to get there."

Some living beings are curious.

"I don't know, maybe it's because my heart wasn't sincere enough."

"I guess that's true. It seems there really are ungrateful people in the prehistoric world who don't respect the Great God Pangu."

"Exactly, even if we can't climb up, we still know to pray down there."

"Quickly bring out the spiritual roots you have collected and offer them to the Great God Pangu."

Soon, countless beings knelt down before the spiritual roots laid out before them.

Unconsciously, their fortunes fluctuated.

"May the great god Pangu protect me; I only ask for peace."

Living beings made wishes.

"Great God Pangu, open your eyes and see! Those powerful beings don't even respect you."

Some living beings took the opportunity to file a complaint.

The actions of the Three Pure Ones outside naturally did not escape Qingyi's notice.

But he didn't care. Could he really be greedy for a Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda? He wasn't lacking in spiritual treasures.

The Three Pure Ones are transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, and unlike other innate deities, they should naturally protect Pangu.

But Lao Tzu never hesitated for a moment, which shows that he had absolutely no sincerity towards Pangu deep down.

And that Yuan Shi was even more unfilial.

"If you suffer the consequences later, don't come back crying and wailing."

Qingyi stopped paying attention to the Three Pure Ones and looked down with a smile.

Inside Pangu Mausoleum, the innate deities were working tirelessly, and at this moment they were taking a break from their work.

A group of innate deities gathered together chatting, just like migrant workers sitting together smoking and bragging.

"How could Hongjun be so evil? Even I can't stand it."

Hongyun couldn't resist when she saw the monument of sin, so she went up and slapped Hongjun's head away. This almost became a stress-relieving activity.

"Haha, Hongyun, I never thought you, such a kind old man, would have this side to you."

Dong Wanggong laughed and patted Hongyun on the shoulder.