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

Chapter 54 Nuwa: Hongjun, you old thief, I'll slap you when we get back!

Zixiao Palace fell silent again.

Many of the saints secretly plotted in their hearts.

If that's the case, Tongtian is right, this background is truly amazing.

Yes, if someone like that doesn't deserve to be a saint, then who does?

Hongjun on the high platform had a calm expression, revealing neither joy nor anger.

At that moment, the anxiety that had been hanging over me died completely.

Hongjun no longer needed to confirm; Tongtian had completely transformed into Qingyi's shape.

"There's no need to force the apprenticeship; let's leave it at that."

Hongjun couldn't let the three of them argue any longer.

Raise your hand.

Two beams of dark light shot out and landed in front of Yuanshi and Laozi.

Yuanshi, who had originally wanted to argue with Tongtian, immediately beamed with joy and didn't forget to glance down at Tongtian.

"Laozi, I bestow upon you the innate supreme treasure, the Taiji Diagram; Yuanshi, I bestow upon you the primordial supreme offensive treasure, the Pangu Banner."

Thank you, teacher!

Laozi and Yuanshi immediately bowed down with great joy.

Lao Tzu's initial worry about whether he had chosen the wrong master vanished completely after he obtained the Tai Chi diagram.

This is a supreme innate treasure!

He searched for an entire era and couldn't find even a single high-grade innate spiritual treasure, but he directly obtained an innate supreme treasure.

Unfortunately, the magical artifact for severing corpses is still missing.

He couldn't bear to use this Tai Chi diagram to dismember a corpse.

Yuanshi was even more excited and looked back at the Tongtian Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Can this Pangu Banner compare to the Zhuxian Sword Formation in terms of killing power?

The Primordial One was stirring with ambition.

In short, he now has a treasure to rely on.

I've never been this rich before.

Tongtian didn't even glance at these magical treasures.

Hongjun sighed inwardly, and three streams of primordial purple energy descended.

Just as Tongtian said, it was impossible for him not to give Tongtian the Primordial Purple Qi.

Moreover, he still held onto the hope that if Tongtian refined the Primordial Purple Qi, he would still fall into his hands.

Qingyi couldn't possibly know that the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World was biased.

Therefore, everything is possible.

"The Three Pure Ones possess profound fortune and are destined for sainthood."

Hongjun's voice reached the ears of all the holy beings in Zixiao Palace.

All the saints felt a pang of sorrow in their hearts.

There were only six purple energies in total, and the Three Pure Ones accounted for half of them.

However, the gazes of some quick-thinking deities towards Laozi and Yuanshi immediately changed.

"What's wrong——"

Looking at the Primordial Purple Qi before him, Yuanshi felt no joy even though he had obtained the foundation for becoming a saint.

"Tongtian didn't have a master, so why does he have one?"

Yuan Shi was resentful, for he had always been proud and arrogant.

Tongtian's words and the way those saints looked at him were a thorn in his side.

Why did he become an apprentice? Just for the Pangu Banner?

To be honest, the Pangu Banner is good, but it is far inferior to the Primordial Purple Qi.

But even without formal apprenticeship, they still possess Primordial Purple Qi. Why then does the Corpse Lord hold up Primordial Purple Qi and ask them if they wish to become apprentices?

Isn't this deliberately misleading them?

Lao Tzu's heart skipped a beat.

Is it possible to have a master without formal apprenticeship?

At that moment, Lao Tzu suddenly realized that the fortune they had never paid attention to seemed to be much more important than they had imagined.

But it was too late; he had already become an apprentice.

"snort!"

Tongtian sneered and withdrew the Primordial Purple Qi.

Then he sat upright on the futon, as if nothing had happened.

That's the kind of confidence he has.

My uncle said that he was sent here to get benefits.

Hongjun knew that Laozi and Yuanshi, those two ingrates, must be secretly cursing him.

But it was too late; the die was cast.

Although the expected results were not achieved, Hongjun was still happy.

Then he looked at the fourth prayer mat.

The guests in Zixiao Palace were all startled.

Based on this situation, it seems that the first six prayer cushions will be filled with primordial purple energy.

Zhunti was in an awkward situation on the seventh meditation cushion.

His futon was added by Hongjun later; he didn't have a chance to get those primordial purple energies.

Zhunti immediately sensed the danger and, before Hongjun could speak, suddenly collapsed to the ground in tears.

"Lord Corpse Above, I, Zhunti of the West, have worked diligently for the sake of all sentient beings in the West. I beseech the Lord Corpse to grant me the foundation for sainthood."

He really couldn't wait any longer; if he waited any longer, he would miss out.

"Hmph, are all Westerners shameless like you?"

Kunpeng immediately rebuked him, saying that he was the sixth futon, and that they were trying to steal his foundation for sainthood.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, what do you mean by that? Do you look down on the creatures of the West?"

Zhunti immediately started to label Kunpeng.

"If all Western beings are like you, then it's not just me who looks down on you, but everyone."

Kunpeng was not intimidated at all.

"Quiet!"

Hongjun was displeased. This Zhunti was going too far and he had to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson.

As soon as the sage spoke, Jieyin immediately tugged at Zhunti from behind.

He knew the sage was ruthless, so Zhunti, who wanted to say something more, had no choice but to shut up.

Hongjun then looked at Nuwa again.

"Nuwa".

Hongjun knew that Nuwa had already become Qingyi's disciple and could not become his disciple, but he still wanted to ask.

It's only because he possesses the Primordial Purple Qi.

"Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

As he spoke, the Primordial Purple Qi in Hongjun's hand flickered.

Its noble color seems ready to rush towards Nuwa at any moment.

As long as Nuwa nods.

"Lord Corpse, I already have a master."

Nuwa seemed not to have seen the Primordial Purple Qi and rejected it without hesitation.

Although he had expected it, Hongjun was still angry at Nuwa's attitude.

Alright, you've chosen Qingyi as your master, so go ask Qingyi for the Primordial Purple Qi.

The purple aura in Hongjun's hand immediately quieted down, and he immediately looked away at Zhunti.

Hongjun didn't give Hongmeng Purple Qi, and Nuwa herself was also taken aback.

She knew perfectly well that this was the benefit Master Qingyi had mentioned, yet it didn't include hers.

"Damn old thief!"

Nuwa cursed inwardly, but he didn't have the same background as Tongtian.

It is impossible to reason with a sage.

"I'll slap you when I get back!"

Nuwa was so angry that she took two more breaths of air from Zixiao Palace.

"saint!"

Zhunti saw Hongjun's gaze and looked on with eager anticipation.

"I have a karmic connection with the West. Zhunti, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

A disciple in name only?

Why are Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi able to be your personal disciples when their strength is not as good as mine?

Zhunti was somewhat dissatisfied, but he knew very well that he had no room to refuse.

This Sage Hongjun was no good guy. He wanted to get the Primordial Purple Qi first, so he bowed down almost without hesitation.

"This disciple is willing to pay respects to the master."

"Excellent, I bestow upon you the Primordial Purple Qi."

A wisp of primordial purple energy landed in Zhunti's hand. Zhunti carefully put away the primordial purple energy and continued to look at Hongjun with longing eyes.

Where is my magic treasure?

Hongjun, however, looked away.

He originally thought that the Golden Lotus of Merit and the Five-Directional Flag were a good match for Cundi.

But they were all given to Qingyi.

The thought of Qingyi Hongjun made him feel sad, and he had no heart to choose other spiritual treasures for Zhunti.

Anyway, Zhunti is just a scapegoat, why would he need so many magical treasures?

All eyes in Zixiao Palace were focused on the two remaining strands of Primordial Purple Qi in Hongjun's hand.

Let's look at the figure on the prayer mat again.

If Nuwa didn't have the Primordial Purple Qi, then all that would be left were the Red Cloud and the Kunpeng.

Who will ultimately win the prize?

Should I try crying like Zhunti?

"I beg the Corpse Lord for mercy, I—"

Immediately, some innate beings knelt down and begged, crying even more pitifully than Zhunti had just done.

But they were quickly silenced.

Seeing this, Zhunti sneered inwardly. Did he really think he could imitate him?

Don't you know what kind of people you are? I know the true face of Hongjun. Who do you think you are?

"Keep quiet in Zixiao Palace."

Hongjun's voice was calm, but no one dared to act recklessly anymore.

He just kept staring at those two streams of primordial purple energy.