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

Chapter 83 Zhunti Loses the Primordial Purple Qi

"Primordial Purple Qi!"

Even with Laozi and the other two present, Hongjun almost lost the composure befitting a sage.

Damn Qingyi, he didn't even give Nuwa the Primordial Purple Qi!

"Selfish and two-faced, how much better are you than me?"

Hongjun's eyes were bloodshot.

In his eyes, Qingyi didn't give Nuwa the Primordial Purple Qi because he couldn't bear to part with it.

Hongjun was unaware that Qingyi was aware of the overall situation and did not believe that Qingyi was deliberately making things difficult for him.

"I don't use it myself, and I don't let others use it either."

Hongjun cursed inwardly.

"teacher?"

Hongjun came to his senses and saw Laozi and the other two staring at him expectantly.

The innate deities are immortal; even the lowest-level beings in the primordial world do not yet have the concept of lifespan.

But at this moment, all three of them looked like they had reached the end of their lives.

I was truly tormented.

"teacher----"

Zhunti squeezed out two tears.

"Does this disciple simply lack the aptitude to become a saint? If I cannot become a saint, then this disciple will not force it."

Zhunti pretended to wipe away his tears and took out the Primordial Purple Qi.

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi felt a sense of shared suffering and proximity.

It is indeed because Cheng Sheng is luring them that they are now in a state of frenzy.

Like other innate deities, they didn't have the Primordial Purple Qi, yet they lived comfortably.

"If this disciple truly lacks the aptitude to become a saint, then please return this Primordial Purple Qi to the teacher. This disciple really does not wish to suffer this torment."

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Zhunti pushed the Primordial Purple Qi toward Hongjun.

Both Laozi and Yuanshi were greatly surprised.

Is this still the Zhunti?

How could someone who'd squeeze a toad until it pees, possibly give up the Primordial Purple Qi?

This is obviously false; Zhunti already knew that Hongjun wasn't as kind as he appeared.

After so many years, one can naturally guess a thing or two; the person who becomes a saint is certainly not chosen randomly.

So he wasn't afraid at all; on the contrary, he wanted to take this opportunity to put pressure on Hongjun.

He could wait, but Jieyin couldn't.

Hongjun frowned and rebuked, "After so many years, this is all the composure you have? You still want to become a saint?"

Zhunti's little scheme could not be hidden from him at all.

Someone who is supposed to bear my karma actually dares to use underhanded tactics to threaten me.

Let's see who's more afraid, you or me.

Hongjun directly pulled over Zhunti's Primordial Purple Qi.

"Since you feel you cannot become a saint, then so be it. Today, I will take back your Primordial Purple Qi."

"Huh?" Zhunti's head buzzed.

"teacher----"

Zhunti panicked and was about to howl when he suddenly realized he couldn't make a sound.

Hongjun didn't put away Zhunti's wisp of primordial purple energy, but instead pushed it towards the prehistoric continent.

"Since you don't want it, then give it to someone else who is meant to have it."

Do not!

My Primordial Purple Qi!

Zhunti watched helplessly as that wisp of primordial purple energy fell into the prehistoric world.

I felt all the strength drain from my body, and I collapsed to the ground, my face ashen.

It's over, it's all over now.

His elder brother is beyond saving; he might be beaten to death too.

The thought filled Zhunti with dread.

Only then did he realize that he had done something foolish.

Even if Hongjun had his own selfish motives when he decided on the position of sage, it didn't mean that it couldn't be changed.

Of all the sacred beings in the primordial world, who is irreplaceable?

The thought of this made Zhunti even more terrified.

Zhunti was unaware that he was the one replacing Jieyin, and he feared that Hongjun would truly abandon him.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't open his mouth or make a sound.

The light in Zhunti's eyes grew dimmer and dimmer.

Yuanshi scoffed inwardly, while Laozi slightly closed his eyes.

That Zhunti, he always liked to play tricks, now he knows he was wrong, right?

That wisp of primordial purple energy, though seemingly disordered, was actually heading straight for Nuwa.

Hongjun knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

Nuwa must become a saint first.

As for Cundi, she must also become a saint, otherwise who will bear the karma?

But let's teach him a lesson first.

This way, I can retain the Primordial Purple Qi in my hands for a while longer, which will make me feel more comfortable.

Looking at Laozi and Yuanshi again, both of them still had a defeated expression on their faces.

However, the matter concerning Zhunti also lessened the despondency in their hearts.

Hongjun shook his head inwardly, thinking, "A bunch of people who can't stand to see others doing well."

Moreover, he never expected that it was just a momentary lapse of judgment that prevented him from giving the Primordial Purple Qi to Nuwa.

This has led to such serious consequences.

The moment that primordial purple aura emerged from the Purple Cloud Palace on the primordial continent.

That's when Qingyi, who's been watching closely, noticed it.

"Houtu, let's go."

Qingyi lifted the Pangu tombstone that had stood in the Pangu Mausoleum for countless years.

"Great God Pangu, I'll take you to see my niece become a saint. Let's go on a trip."

Qingyi patted the tombstone, then left Buzhou Mountain with Houtu, who had already broken through to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian realm, heading straight north.

Even without the Pangu tombstone, the Pangu Mausoleum would still remain unseen by the Heavenly Dao.

After being worshipped for so many years and blessed by Pangu himself, the Pangu Tombstone can now be used as a small-scale instrument to shield the heavenly way.

Even if Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao worked together to calculate, they still couldn't figure out Qingyi's location.

If the location cannot be calculated, it means that Qingyi is still in Pangu Mausoleum.

Meanwhile, after leaving Buzhou Mountain, Nuwa murmured to herself as she walked.

The main point is to get the Primordial Purple Qi.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the foot of a mountain.

Is this the Shouyang Mountain that the teacher mentioned? I can feel the presence of the teacher inside.

Nuwa glanced at it casually, but she made up her mind and slowed down.

This place is indeed wonderful; I can sense a connection with it in some mysterious way.

Everything is ready; all that's missing is the east wind.

"I've arrived at the destination. When will the Primordial Purple Qi arrive? I don't want to have to turn back later."

Nuwa had many thoughts in her mind, but she didn't reveal any of them.

Just then, Nuwa suddenly sensed the aura of the Primordial Purple Qi.

Overjoyed, he showed his happiness on his face this time.

Looking up, she saw a primordial purple aura rushing towards her at an extremely fast speed.

Behind the Primordial Purple Qi followed a group of innate deities, too powerful to catch up with.

"Primordial Purple Qi?"

The Primordial Purple Qi was like a child returning home, eagerly burrowing into Nuwa's primordial spirit.

"Where...where did this come from?"

Nuwa blinked, looking completely bewildered.

"Was it a gift from the great god Pangu?"

"Nuwa kowtows in gratitude to the great god Pangu!"

Nuwa took out a top-grade innate spiritual treasure—an altar—that she had crafted to reverse the innate nature, and set out an incense burner.

First, Pangu was given 36,000 high-level spiritual roots.

This scene was witnessed by all the innate deities chasing after the Primordial Purple Qi.

At this moment, everyone knew that Nuwa had received the blessings of Pangu.

No one suspected Hongjun.

Hongjun, who witnessed this scene in Zixiao Palace, turned pale.

"Never mind, becoming a saint is good enough."

Hongjun sighed; he truly no longer cared about his reputation.

Shouyang Mountain.

Many innate deities arrived together.

"We greet Fellow Daoist Nuwa."

The one at the very front is from the Pangu Mausoleum lineage, and they are very sensible.

They all knew that after today, Nuwa would be a saint.

Even Tongtian and Kunpeng were among them, as they wanted to witness the birth of a sage.

"Master Nuwa".

Tongtian's disciples also bowed.

"Alright, back off."

With a wave of his hand, Tongtian sent all the gods retreating three thousand miles.

Nuwa was speechless. Were they treating her like a monkey?

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Nuwa glanced at the north without making a sound.

Teacher, are you and Sister Houtu in position now?

Nuwa took out the Qiankun Cauldron, the gourd vine, and the Breath Soil.

Then, the clay is mixed in the Qiankun Cauldron, the movements are unhurried and pleasing to the eye.

They appear confident, but in reality, they are just stalling for time.

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