Chapter 323

For a Hunyuan Daluo, some top-tier innate spiritual treasures could be of huge help.

But for a Heavenly Dao State powerhouse, not only were innate spiritual treasures useless, but even innate supreme treasures were the same.

This point could be seen from Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

"Boom..."

Facing this attack, Zhunti and Jieyin were caught off guard; even if they wanted to react, they couldn't.

An earth-shattering sound resounded through this world.

This small world instantly fell into a scene resembling the end of the world.

"Nuwa." Zhunti's expression became furious.

He naturally recognized that the red light just now was the Red Embroidered Ball.

He hadn't even gone to find trouble with Nuwa yet, and now Nuwa actually dared to come to their door to deal with them; this was seeking death.

"Hmph..." Jieyin waved his palm, and this small world instantly vanished; their figures stood above the Great Leiyin Temple, and they also saw Nuwa, as well as Tongtian.

Seeing Tongtian, Jieyin's pupils shrank slightly.

He didn't expect that this time, not only Nuwa, but even Tongtian had appeared.

Since when had the relationship between Tongtian and Nuwa become so good?

"Nuwa, you are seeking death." Zhunti's gaze was fixed on Nuwa, and a terrifying Saint aura spread out, causing this heaven and earth to tremble.

The Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and Lohans of the Great Leiyin Temple below couldn't help but show horror; the power of a Saint was too terrifying.

Under such power, they could only feel an incomparable sense of powerlessness.

"What's wrong?" Nuwa looked at Zhunti with interest. "Zhunti, didn't you say you wanted to find me? I have come here voluntarily now; there is no need for you and Jieyin to come to my Wa Palace together. My Wa Palace does not welcome you."

"Nuwa, do you know what you are doing?" Jieyin's eyes narrowed.

"Of course. Didn't Zhunti just say he wanted to find trouble with me? Haven't I come now?" Nuwa said faintly, without any courtesy.

"Hmm..." Jieyin's gaze darkened.

From Nuwa's words, it seemed the other party had truly come to find trouble.

But what Jieyin couldn't understand was why Nuwa would come to find trouble with them.

Was it because of Sun Wukong?

But that shouldn't be enough.

Although Sun Wukong was born from a five-colored stone and had some connection to Nuwa.

But this connection shouldn't be enough for Nuwa to tear her face off with them, the two Western Saints.

It could only be said that the two Western Saints didn't know at all that Sun Wukong was only a small reason for Saint Nuwa; a bigger reason was that, like Tongtian, she wanted to see if she could fleece some wool from the two Western Saints.

But on the way, Zhunti looked down on her and insulted her repeatedly.

Naturally, she, Nuwa, also wanted to teach Zhunti a good lesson.

"Tongtian, you came with Nuwa; do you want to deal with us together?" Jieyin said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Tongtian's decision would determine the decision of the two Western Saints.

If Tongtian also wanted to deal with them, this matter probably wouldn't be resolved so simply.

"Deal with you together..." Tongtian shook his head with a tsk. "Of course not. Zhunti previously severely injured my disciple, but promised me certain heavenly treasures. I am just here to collect these treasures."

"Severely injured your disciple?" Zhunti gritted his teeth. "Tongtian, Tianpeng injured himself."

"Is that so?" Tongtian's eyes carried a glimmer of light. "Zhunti, tell me, what kind of person would severely injure themselves? What do you say?"

"You..." Zhunti's eyes turned red, and he wanted to strike at Tongtian, but Jieyin stopped him.

"Tongtian, then if you take the heavenly treasures, will you not interfere in the matter between Nuwa and us?" Jieyin asked.

"That depends on your sincerity," Tongtian said faintly.

"Senior Brother." Zhunti frowned.

He had promised Tongtian earlier as a delaying tactic; he hadn't said when he would give Tongtian the various heavenly treasures.

Such a time could be a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, or even longer.

This was all up to him, Zhunti, to decide; this was a little scheme in Zhunti's heart.

But who knew that Tongtian would actually follow Nuwa and come personally to demand the heavenly treasures.

"Zhunti." Jieyin interrupted what Zhunti wanted to say, and with a wave of his palm, countless heavenly treasures appeared in mid-air.

"Tongtian, these are the heavenly treasures that Junior Brother Zhunti promised to give you," Jieyin said in a deep voice.

"Hmm..." Tongtian scanned the treasures before him and shook his head. "Jieyin, who are you trying to dismiss? Although I know you are very poor, as Saints, your collection shouldn't be just this much, right?"

"Hoo..." Jieyin took a deep breath and waved his hand again.

Countless more heavenly treasures appeared in the void.

"Are these enough?"

Saying this, Jieyin felt a slight reluctance in his heart; he had indeed taken out many treasures from his own hands.

"Not bad." Tongtian looked at the many treasures before him and smiled.

It seemed that the two Western Saints had indeed suffered a heavy loss this time; with these treasures in Tongtian's hands, he could exchange for many more treasures at the Grocery Store.

Tongtian waved his hand, and these treasures were collected into his hands; then he smiled slightly and stood to the side.

It was as if he would no longer interfere in their matter with Nuwa.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, do you still want to be our enemy?" Jieyin's gaze turned to Nuwa.

Without Tongtian's interference, the pressure on Jieyin was much less.

Targeting Saint Nuwa was still an easy matter for the two Western Saints.

Now Jieyin was giving Nuwa a final warning; if she left now, they, the two Western Saints, wouldn't say anything.

The matter of Sun Wukong could be discussed later.

"Enemy." Nuwa smiled. "Fellow Daoist Jieyin, it's not that I want to be your enemy. Looking at Fellow Daoist Zhunti's appearance, he seems to hate me to death. Is this not a sign of being my enemy?"

"Nuwa, do you think you are Tongtian?" Zhunti couldn't hold back anymore. "Among the many Saints, you must understand that your strength is the weakest. Being the weakest means you should have the performance of the weakest."

At this moment, Zhunti was truly mocking her.

If Nuwa's strength were at the level of Tongtian, he, Zhunti, would endure it even if he were angry.

But in Zhunti's eyes, this Nuwa was the weakest Saint. For the weakest Saint to dare to be an enemy of them, the two Western Saints—was this a joke to them?

"Zhunti, do you think my strength is the weakest among the many Saints?" Nuwa's eyes turned cold. This time, since Zhunti mocked her like this, if she didn't teach Zhunti a good lesson, she wouldn't be called Nuwa.

The harvest from the Grocery Store was Nuwa's confidence.

In the past, she, Nuwa, might not have been Zhunti's match, but now, that was no longer the case.

"Isn't it?" Zhunti's expression was also extremely cold.

He, Zhunti, had to vent the humiliation he suffered from Tongtian.

"Very good." Nuwa laughed. "Zhunti, it seems you and I truly need to have a showdown."

"Showdown, I have the same intention." Saint power also continuously spread and permeated from Zhunti's body.

This heaven and earth were filled with these two Saint powers.

The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Great Leiyin Temple trembled; they knew Saints were powerful in the past, but they had never felt it personally.

But now, just from the influence of the Saint's aura, they had a very intuitive feeling that under such power, they were just like ants.

"This is a Saint." Buddha Rulai endured the pressure brought by the Saint's power, his eyes carrying a glimmer of light.

Becoming the Buddha of Buddhism, from the first disciple of the Jie Sect to the leader of the Buddhas, Rulai had only one goal, and that was to attain the Dao and become a Saint.

Otherwise, being just a Quasi-Saint, why would he need to become the Buddha of Fomen?

Even being the first disciple of the Jie Sect was enough to let him reach the level of a top-tier Quasi-Saint.

This was similar to the Great Master Xuandu, the first disciple of the Ren Sect.

But Rulai had his own ambition; becoming the seventh Saint of heaven and earth was his goal.

"Master, Saint Tongtian?" Rulai's gaze was fixed on the young man standing in the void, who was his former teacher, Tongtian Jiaozhu.

Could it be that his teacher was really interfering in the Journey to the West Kalpa?

Saint Tongtian plus Saint Nuwa—this would likely have a huge impact on the Journey to the West Kalpa.

Could it be that Saints were no longer afraid of the karma caused by the Heavenly Dao?

In fact.

This was really the case.

Whether it was Nuwa or Tongtian, after knowing about the Grocery Store, their wariness toward the Heavenly Dao had lessened a lot.

Not to mention, not long ago, Tongtian even self-slashed his own true spirit, directly facing the Lei Jie, and endured it head-on.

If it were a complete Kalpa, then Tongtian and Nuwa would still consider it carefully, but now, this Kalpa of Fomen flourishing could only be considered half a Kalpa.