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

Chapter 28 A Little Game of Good and Evil

"What kind of mini-game is it?"

Nuwa walked out of the temple with a curious mind.

At a glance, one could see that all the innate deities had gathered together, shouting something loudly, and the atmosphere was extremely intense.

Even Taiyi, who had just come out, looked at Dijun with a flushed face and excitement, and Nuwa couldn't help but come closer.

"It must be the Five Banners' own corpse!"

Di Jun was seen rubbing a jade plaque in his hand while muttering incantations.

"I have already collected the good and evil corpses of the Five Directions Banners. If I acquire one more self-corpse of the Five Directions Banners, I can combine the three jade tablets into one and go to the Dao Ancestor to receive a spiritual treasure!"

"Open it!"

With a roar, Di Jun unveiled the jade tablet amidst the expectant gazes of the assembled innate deities.

The pattern of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation on the jade plaque shone brightly.

shh~

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, you have failed to attain Dao once again. Quickly, which fellow Daoist is next?"

The group of innate deities breathed a sigh of relief after reading the contents of the document.

"Damn it, how could it be the Immortal Execution Sword from its own corpse? It's not from the Five Banners, all our previous efforts have been wasted!"

Di Jun roared in frustration.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, step aside, it's my turn! Watch me!"

The Styx Ancestor stepped forward, "Watch me draw out the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl and sever the perfect Three Corpses!"

Soon after, under the watchful eyes of all the deities, the Styx Ancestor unveiled the jade tablet in his hand.

"The Five Banners are a corpse! They deserve to die!"

The Styx Ancestor was unwilling, and Emperor Jun's neck veins were bulging.

"What I needed has been taken away by the River Styx, how can I attain enlightenment now!"

Nuwa understood; these jade tablets were divided into three types: good, evil, and self-centered, and each type contained hundreds or even thousands of spiritual treasures.

These spiritual treasures include those from the same origin and those from different origins.

If you draw three of the same origin spiritual treasures, you have successfully attained enlightenment and can go to Qingyi to receive one of the spiritual treasures.

Unfortunately, this is very difficult. No one in Pangu Mausoleum can predict the secrets of heaven; it all depends on luck.

Each person only has one chance, and it's almost impossible for anyone to succeed.

There are too few three spirit treasures of the same origin, let alone so many people trying to obtain them.

Just like Di Jun, who knows what he needed might have been taken away by someone else.

"What does it mean?"

Nuwa looked at the innate deities who were completely absorbed in the game. Having been reminded by Qingyi several times, she naturally knew that this was not just a game.

I played a couple of rounds myself, and it was indeed very exciting, but I still couldn't manage to collect the three corpses of the same origin.

They couldn't find the meaning behind it either.

"Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I'll stop thinking about it for now. I'll go into seclusion to digest what I've learned from listening to the Dao, and then refine the restrictions in the spiritual treasure. I think I'll make great progress this time."

Refining the restrictions on every innate spiritual treasure is also a method of cultivation.

Nuwa sought out Houtu and built one for herself next to Qingyi's temple.

A Tongtian Temple was also built, but others didn't receive the same treatment.

"Failed again!?"

Di Jun started the Proving Dao game again, but failed again and gave up.

He knew that Taiyi had obtained a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and he originally wanted to use this method to get one for himself, but he failed.

"What exactly does 'Daozu' mean?"

The innate deities are not stupid. When playing, they play well. Once they realize they can't win, Di Jun begins to ponder Qing Yi's deeper meaning.

The Dao Ancestor wouldn't intentionally create something like this to mess with people's mentality; there must be something he hadn't considered.

"Brother, let's go. We can't waste time here. The demon race needs us."

Taiyi spoke up at this moment, knowing there was a deeper meaning behind it, but he had no clue what to do now, so he decided to do something more important first.

"Taiyi, you're right, let's go."

Di Jun stopped worrying and, together with Tai Yi, prepared to leave Pangu Mausoleum.

As soon as they stepped out of the gate, they saw Zhu Rong carrying a large piece of flesh and blood.

"Brother Zhurong, slow down."

Xihe followed behind Zhurong, hopping and skipping along.

"snort!"

Di Jun snorted coldly, his teeth practically grinding to dust at the sight of Xi He's smile. "Zhu Rong, how dare you treat my demon race as food?"

Zhu Rong gave him a look that said, "You're sick."

"This is what our Ancestral Witch has always eaten, how come it's now being eaten by your demon race?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than another group of high priests arrived carrying blood offerings.

"If you won't let us eat this, then go and get me something nice to eat."

Di Jun's expression grew even more somber.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun."

At this moment, Xihe, who had caught up, blocked Zhurong's path.

"After the Ancestral Witch was born, she fed on the creatures near Buzhou Mountain. Moreover, at the request of the Dao Ancestor, she only hunted and killed those whose intelligence had not yet been awakened."

"Fellow Daoist established the Demon Clan after all, we can't let the Witch Clan go hungry because of that, can we?"

With a gentle smile, Xihe argued forcefully on behalf of the Wu tribe.

She felt this matter should be handled properly, as the Wu tribe had a big appetite and would require a lot of blood offerings in the future.

If problems aren't nipped in the bud, small troubles can turn into big troubles.

"That's right, even Xihe understands this principle."

Even if we're talking about first come, first served, I can't find anything wrong with what I'm eating.

Zhu Rong raised his head and stood side by side with Xi He.

Di Jun and Tai Yi were displeased to see the demon race being treated as food.

But over such a long time, he has developed a relationship with the Ancestral Witches. So far, the only lingering resentment in his heart is Xihe and Changxi.

It seems they are indeed in the wrong, and seeing Xihe speak up for Zhurong makes them even more upset.

My heart is broken.

Di Jun clutched his chest.

"Since we are both unenlightened, let's leave it at that. It was our impulsiveness."

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Taiyi, having come to a treasure trove, helped Dijun by bowing his head and explaining.

"Don't worry, once it gains sentience, it will be just like us living beings and won't eat us."

Xihe nodded in satisfaction. As long as the agreement was reached, there would be no problem.

"By the way," Taiyi suddenly spoke up, "Fellow Daoist Xihe, would you like to join the demon race?"

"Hey, what did you say, you stinky bird?" Zhu Rong cursed. "Xi He joined my Wu clan a long time ago."

Xihe pulled Zhurong back and shook her head at Taiyi, "Fellow Daoist Taiyi, please don't joke. My sister and I only wish to accompany the Great God Pangu."

"In that case, very well. Fellow Daoist Xihe, Fellow Daoist Zhurong, farewell."

Qingyi Dojo.

Wang Shu leaned against Qing Yi, looking charming and alluring. "What do you think of Xi He and Chang Xi, those two girls?"

"My twelve nephews worship strength and don't like to use their brains. Xihe has been a great help to them. If these nephews are willing to listen to Xihe, I have nothing to worry about."

Qingyi spared no praise for Xihe.

Qingyi was very satisfied with Xihe's performance; otherwise, Zhurong and Dijun would have had to fight today.

Although his presence prevented a escalation into a war between liches, it was ultimately not a good thing.

With just a few words, Ke Xihe established a line that both sides agreed upon.

A good woman truly brings good fortune to her family.

But he's not bad either.

Qingyi glanced at the Star Fruit tree planted in the dojo.

This is what Wang Shu brought with her this time. It is Wang Shu's symbiotic spiritual root. Qing Yi didn't even know that the Star Fruit Tree would be in Wang Shu's hands.

The most important aspect of this Star Fruit Tree is its ability to assist in mobilizing the power of the stars and to help people comprehend star formations, the most famous of which is the Zhou Tian Star Formation.

For the Star God, it is a top-tier treasure.

The Star Fruit on it, once eaten, can put one into a state where it is easier to comprehend the formation.

Wang Shu brought this over, which shows her sincerity.

Qingyi also needs the Star Fruit Tree to help him comprehend the Star Formation.

The primordial starry sky is incredibly mysterious, constantly transforming extremely violent chaotic currents into innate spiritual energy that flows into the primordial land.

Besides the most important Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array, countless other arrays are also required to complement it.

This innate formation can not be taught by anyone; one can only comprehend it through the Star Fruit Tree.

If Qingyi wants to create a new world, and doesn't want the new world to rely on the primordial chaos, then he must be able to autonomously transform the chaotic energy.

This starfruit tree is exactly what he urgently needs right now.

Qingyi told them to put away the purple-gold, purple-black, and incompletely grown chaotic-colored gourds.

He wanted to keep these two gourds for himself, so that he could use the top-grade spiritual treasure purple-gold gourd to hold wine in the future, which would not diminish the prestige of the Pangu driver.

"I must open up the world after Hongjun's second sermon, otherwise the beings of the primordial world will have no other way to go if they do not cultivate Hongjun's method of severing the three corpses, and there will be big problems."

Qingyi began his seclusion within the Daoist temple.