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

Chapter 31 Meeting at the Demon Court, Nuwa's Grand gesture

Pangu Mausoleum.

"Teacher, shall I take Tongtian and Houtu with me?"

Nuwa is saying goodbye to Qingyi.

She took some yellow plums from Qingyi as a congratulatory gift.

"Go then."

Qingyi reached out, and a gift made from the branches of the Fusang tree floated into Nuwa's hand.

The invitation was delivered by Taiyi, but it wasn't enough for him to attend this banquet in person.

Wang Shu, who was standing nearby, also didn't go.

"Nuwa, please take care of Xihe and the other two as well."

"Master... Senior Wangshu, it's no trouble at all."

Nuwa glanced at the Star Fruit Tree in the dojo, smiled and agreed, then looked at Qingyi.

"Teacher, after this banquet, we'll go straight to Zixiao Palace. Should we let Houtu come back alone, or will she come with me?"

"Let her come with you to Zixiao Palace to broaden her horizons."

If Houtu wants to create reincarnation in the future, she cannot stay on Buzhou Mountain forever.

However, Houtu's fondness for meat is truly a headache.

Qingyi looked at Houtu, who was happily gnawing on a piece of meat held in eight arms.

hiccup~

"uncle."

Houtu quickly put down the piece of meat.

"Don't embarrass yourself at this banquet. Don't treat the Demon Court like a buffet."

Qingyi was extremely worried. Seeing that the war between the Lich King and the Lich King was unlikely to break out, he was afraid that something unexpected might happen.

"I understand. My presence outside reflects the dignity of the Witch Clan!"

Houtu had an expression that said, "Don't worry about me."

"But what's a buffet? Is it good?"

Qingyi covered his forehead and waved to Nuwa.

"Let's go, Sister Houtu."

Nuwa suppressed a laugh, grabbed Houtu, and led a large group of people on their journey.

"Brother Zhurong, guard Pangu's Mausoleum well on Buzhou Mountain. I will come back after I finish listening to the Dao."

Xihe lagged behind and bid farewell to Zhurong.

"Xihe, we don't really need to go to that Heavenly Court; it's definitely not as good as our Buzhou Mountain."

Zhu Rong rubbed his hands together, cursing the damned Emperor Jun.

You might as well bring the innate treasure to worship the Father God; at least Xihe can be kept under your nose.

Xihe smiled gently, "Brother Zhurong, are you afraid I'll be blinded by the demon court and won't come back?"

"Afraid?" Zhu Rong puffed out his chest. "Can the Demon Court compare to Mount Buzhou?"

"Then what is Brother Zhurong worried about?"

Xihe blinked, saw Zhurong scratching his head incessantly, and chuckled.

"Brother Zhurong, I have to go on behalf of Master and Taiyin Star, but I'm going with Nuwa. I'll be back as soon as I finish listening to the teachings. You must listen carefully to Senior Qingyi's words."

Xihe remained as gentle as ever, and Zhurong nodded repeatedly.

"I've remembered everything you said, don't worry."

Chang Xi was also whispering to Gonggong.

"Brother Gonggong, I received the Eight Directions Pagoda. Sister Nuwa has already reforged it, so I can use it now. Thank you for the gift, Brother Gonggong. I like it very much."

Chang Xi summoned the Eight Directions Pagoda, and the two circle leaders immediately felt the presence of that secluded little space.

Gonggong laughed heartily.

"Chang Xi, I don't have a primordial spirit, so I can't use spiritual treasures. I just grabbed it on the spur of the moment, so please don't be polite."

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Zhu Rong, standing nearby, stared with envy until his eyes turned red.

He also needs to find a way to get one of these magical artifacts, one that can be used to confine someone and whisper secrets.

Finally, the two sides said goodbye.

"I'm gone."

Xihe, arm in arm with Changxi, waved goodbye and caught up with Nuwa and the others.

"No, I must cultivate, I absolutely must cultivate!"

Once they could no longer see the two figures, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong resolved to cultivate diligently.

What if one day we can't beat Dijun?

In short, they hadn't forgotten the look in Di Jun's eyes when he first came to Pangu Mausoleum and looked at Xi He and Chang Xi.

Kunlun Mountain.

Laozi and Yuanshi both emerged from seclusion at the same time.

"Big brother, shall we...go?"

Yuan Shi hesitated for a moment before speaking.

He would never have gone to such a place in the past; he looked down on the demon race.

But after his trip to Zixiao Palace and the incident with Tongtian, he discovered that he didn't have a single friend in the prehistoric world.

That's not right; there should at least be allies.

Just like last time at Buzhou Mountain, Tongtian had Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun helping him.

Yuan Shi didn't want to experience that feeling again, where no one stood up to help when something happened.

This banquet will surely be very lively, with more people than those going to Zixiao Palace. It will be a great opportunity to make friends with many people.

Given their background, if they were to appear there, many people would surely flock around them.

"Prepare a gift."

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Lao Tzu sighed.

"A congratulatory gift—"

Yuan Shi's expression darkened. It was already a favor for Di Jun that he was going; why should he prepare a congratulatory gift?

And he was very, very poor.

The west.

"Brother, let's go. This banquet must have a lot of good stuff prepared."

Jieyin and Zhunti also headed to the Thirty-Third Heaven.

Pangu Mausoleum, Qingyi Daoist Temple, beneath the Star Tree.

Two figures nestled together.

"Everyone's gone, and it's quiet all of a sudden."

Qingyi sighed and squeezed Wangshu in his arms.

Being born a saint is like raising a child; you argue with them every day.

"Let's go, while the wilderness is quiet, let's go out for a stroll."

"Oh? You want to travel through the prehistoric world?"

Wang Shu grabbed Qing Yi's large hand, her eyes shining.

She hasn't yet traveled the prehistoric world with Qingyi.

"Let's go to Beihai."

Qingyi looked north.

He has obtained four of the five flags, and the last one, the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag, is most likely in the North Sea.

After such a long period of seclusion, he has found that he is gaining less and less.

The Five Banners are related to the Five Elements, which are beneficial to his creation of the world, and must be retrieved.

This was something that had to be done sooner or later; he was already digging into the roots of the Three Corpses Severing Technique passed down by Hongjun.

For safety and for the future of all living beings, he must break through before Hongjun discovers it.

A life-or-death battle between him and Hongjun was inevitable.

Wang Shu had no idea that Qing Yi was thinking so much. She simply assumed that he was trying to find his true self and gently stroked Qing Yi's furrowed brows with her warm fingers.

"Severing your own origin means you'll experience pain every moment, won't you?"

Wang Shu spoke with a touch of heartache.

"It's alright, I'm getting used to it. Let's go."

Qingyi smiled and left Buzhou Mountain with Wangshu.

In fact, after the God-Slaying Spear transformed from the lotus stem returned, Qingyi felt much better.

The lotus stem, in a sense, is the root, which is why he did not hesitate to merge it with himself after obtaining the God-Slaying Spear.

Qingyi and Wangshu set off together towards the North Sea.

As time passed, the creatures who had come to keep their appointment arrived at the Demon Court one after another.

Compared to when the Three Heavens were first created, it is much more prosperous now.

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The layers upon layers of palaces demonstrate the powerful foundation of the demon race.

The largest palace in the very center is called the Sun God Palace, which was personally crafted by Emperor Jun.

The group of innate deities felt their eyes were opened from the very first level of heaven.

"Thirty-three heavens, not wrong."

The Eastern King Duke's journey has been a long one, and this is his final assessment.

"Haha, I believe that Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong will also achieve great things in the future."

Taiichi was very happy.

"Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, would you like to take your seat now, or wait with me at the door?"

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa and the others haven't arrived yet? Then I'll wait outside for a while."

Time flowed slowly, and people began to take their seats.

Anyone who can come, regardless of background or ability, is welcome to take a seat.

But when guests from Zixiao Palace arrive, there will be a chant from the demon race.

They've heard the teachings of sages, so they deserve this respect.

Inside the Temple of the Sun, the seating arrangement is very particular.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, please."

Amidst the shocked and awe-inspiring gazes of all the innate beings.

Nuwa, along with Tongtian, Houtu, and others, sat in the frontmost position.

She was surrounded by familiar faces like Hongyun, who all greeted her.

Many of the beings sitting further back did not recognize Nuwa and the others, but they knew from their positions that they were top-tier powerful beings.

They were all hesitant about whether to go up and get to know each other.

Just then, the sound of the demons welcoming guests came from outside.

"Nuwa, Houtu, and Tongtian of Buzhou Mountain, hereby bestow upon you three hundred Huangzhong plums!"

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