Chapter 165: A Primordial Great Dao Golden Immortal Battles a Heavenly Dao Saint

On Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones stared blankly toward the Western Region, their faces showing shock, astonishment, and disbelief.

Nuwa's sudden sanctification instantly jolted them from their cultivation.

Although they felt a hint of gloom amidst their shock, Nuwa was, after all, their junior sister; after some deliberation, the three decided to go and offer their congratulations.

It would also be helpful to inquire about the specifics of Nuwa's sanctification.

Little did they know that just as they were about to set off, such a change occurred in heaven and earth.

Jieyin and Zhunti, these two nominal disciples of the Dao Ancestor, had actually become Saints as well.

The Three Pure Ones had always been arrogant, and they held little regard for these two junior brothers who had obtained their cushions by weeping and wailing.

Moreover, before their Master, these two were merely nominal disciples.

But now, these two shameless fellows had actually become Saints a step ahead of them; how could the three of them endure this?

As years passed, Yuanshi and Tongtian had also slain their Three Corpses, and now they were only one step away, yet they had been unable to find the way.

Even Laozi, who had slain his Three Corpses long ago, still had not figured out the purpose of the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

In this situation, let alone the proud Yuanshi Tianzun, even the aloof Tongtian felt he had lost face.

They were transformed from the Pangu Primordial Spirit, the only Pangu Orthodox in the Primordial World, and Personal Disciples of Dao Ancestor Hongjun; they never expected to end up last.

Facing this sudden anomaly, the Three Pure Ones all felt somewhat dazed.

Yet the Saintly might rolling in between heaven and earth, and the incomparably familiar aura, all served to remind them that what they saw before them was not an illusion.

After a long while, Tongtian was the first to speak: "Big Brother, these Jieyin and Zhunti must have achieved Merit Sanctification as the Master mentioned, right?"

There are three methods to become a Saint: Law Proving the Dao, the Three Corpses Method, and that Merit Sanctification.

Although Merit Sanctification is the weakest, at least Jieyin and Zhunti had indeed become Saints.

Moreover, Merit Sanctification is not that simple; it requires the recognition of heaven and earth before merit can descend.

At the very least, Tongtian had no epiphany in his heart right now that could garner merit.

Yuanshi Tianzun was not surprised, saying angrily: "Establishing a sect and making some vows results in such merit descending; it is truly..."

But before he could finish his words, he was immediately interrupted by Laozi: "Second Brother, watch your tongue!"

The Dao Ancestor has merged his body with the Dao and has already become a part of the Heavenly Dao; these words must not be spoken recklessly.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face twitched slightly, but not knowing what else to say, he could only fiercely stroke the beard on his chin.

In an instant, the Sanqing Palace became quiet once again.

Within Purple Heaven Palace, the first three cushions were taken by the Dao Ancestor as Personal Disciples, all bestowed with Innate Supreme Treasures; how glorious the Three Pure Ones had been.

Yet at this most critical point of sanctification, they had their glory stolen by Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Big Brother, are we still going?" Finally, Tongtian was the first to speak again.

"I cannot bring myself to do it!" Yuanshi Tianzun, who cared most about his face, simply closed his eyes to meditate.

Laozi did not speak, only closing his eyes, with the Hongmeng Purple Qi wandering in his palm.

Seeing this, Tongtian looked toward the Western World and also began to meditate.

Nuwa's sanctification naturally warranted congratulations, but as for Jieyin and Zhunti, even Tongtian could not bring himself to go.

If these two fellows hadn't wept and wailed, threatening to dash themselves to death in Purple Heaven Palace, how could they have obtained those two cushions?

The urgent matter now is to find a way to become a Saint; as for congratulating Nuwa, it would be fine to go later.

On Mount Buzhou, Houtu and the others were all stunned, shocked not only by Tian Yuan's words but also by the way Jieyin and Zhunti had become Saints.

Gonggong could not help but shout: "They just became Saints like that?"

After speaking, he naturally turned to look at Nuwa. Just now, when Nuwa became a Saint, there hadn't been so many messy vows.

The Great Witches on the side, such as Kuafu and Xingtian, and even Houtu, were all filled with confusion.

Establishing a Western Sect, making many grand vows to the Heavenly Dao, and then becoming a Saint—it was simply too much of a farce.

Although Di Jun and Taiyi did not speak, they wore the same expression.

They had gathered the luck of heaven and earth and still only had a sliver of a chance to take that step, yet Jieyin and Zhunti had just opened their mouths to shout a few things and reached the realm they dreamed of; furthermore, not long ago, these two fellows had only just slain one corpse—the progress was simply too fast.

Nuwa looked at Gonggong and spoke softly: "This is Merit Sanctification, different from mine!"

"Merit Sanctification?" Houtu muttered; she seemed to have heard Tian Yuan mention it before, but she hadn't taken it to heart.

Recalling the many grand vows Zhunti had made, Houtu frowned, her peripheral vision unconsciously drifting toward the direction of Chaos.

Tian Yuan and their Wu Clan did real work, yet no merit ever descended; how could Jieyin and Zhunti obtain such vast merit with empty words?

Houtu guessed the root of the matter and said nothing, but Gonggong said with dissatisfaction: "Our Wu Clan clears and purifies the Earth Veins, yet we see no merit descend; what virtue or ability do these two fellows have?"

His words were filled with deep dissatisfaction.

When their Ancestral Witches roamed the Primordial World, Jieyin and Zhunti were nothing. The few Great Witches on the side were also muttering.

Houtu did not say anything, but a hint of annoyance could be seen in her eyes.

After all, when Sister Nuwa became a Saint, merit had also descended, but it was taken back by heaven and earth.

In her view, the sanctification of Jieyin and Zhunti was entirely a back door opened by Hongjun in Purple Heaven Palace.

Thinking of this, a sense of wariness inexplicably rose in Houtu's heart.

If Saints could be created at will, that person in Purple Heaven Palace was far more terrifying than she had imagined.

Nuwa did not speak, only gazing toward the distant horizon.

Amidst falling Heavenly Flowers and rising Golden Lotuses, a broad road extended from the horizon and instantly landed before the crowd; two figures walked side by side upon it, and in a blink, they had arrived before everyone.

With smiling faces, Jieyin and Zhunti cupped their hands and offered congratulations: "Congratulations to Senior Sister Nuwa for achieving the Saint Fruit Position!"

The two had eyes only for Nuwa; as for the others, they did not even glance at them.

Jieyin and Zhunti were overjoyed; as for becoming Saints, they originally hadn't had the slightest thought.

Who knew that upon seeing Nuwa become a Saint, they suddenly had an epiphany and were instantly enlightened.

With a series of grand vows, and borrowing the merit bestowed by heaven and earth, they easily slew their remaining two corpses, and combined with the Hongmeng Purple Qi in their bodies, they successfully took that step and became Heavenly Dao Saints.

Now, their Primordial Spirit is entrusted to the Heavenly Dao; as long as the Heavenly Dao is not destroyed, the Primordial Spirit will not die.

Unless the Primordial World shatters, no one can kill them.

With such formidable strength, how could Jieyin and Zhunti not be happy? Yet they also understood in their hearts that this was all bestowed upon them by their Master.

However, the two of them, smiling broadly, swept a glance at Nuwa and felt a subconscious trace of suspicion.

The aura on Nuwa's body seemed somewhat different from that of the two brothers.

They recalled that when Nuwa achieved Sanctification, the merit that fell from the sky had been reclaimed by the Heavenly Dao.

Looking at the beaming Western Two Sages, Nuwa kept a straight face and replied silently: "If you wish to have a bout, just say so."

Were it not for Purple Heaven Palace, she would have no friendship with Jieyin and Zhunti; moreover, Hongjun had many schemes for the Primordial World, so she had even less of a pleasant expression for the two of them.

They achieved Sanctification at this time, likely just to stop her.

Upon hearing this, Jieyin immediately replied with a touch of melancholy: "Senior Sister Nuwa, we are all under the Master's tutelage and should support and help one another in friendship.

However, since Senior Sister has the heart to offer instruction, this Junior Brother has no choice but to respectfully comply."

As fellow Saints, Jieyin naturally wanted to probe each other's circumstances, and besides, their appearance had a purpose from the start.

Having said this, he took a step forward, and one could see the void before him tear open, with surging Chaos pouring forth.

Di Jun, Taiyi, and the others nearby were all filled with shock at the sight.

This place was quite a distance from Chaos, yet Jieyin had sliced it open with a casual gesture, reaching beyond the Primordial World.

"Hmph!"

Nuwa let out a cold snort and followed closely behind, escaping into it.

As a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal, she likewise wanted to ascertain the strength of Jieyin and Zhunti.

Seeing the two escape into Chaos, Zhunti in the arena withdrew his gaze, lifted his eyes slightly, and let out a soft snort through his nose.

In an instant, Gonggong and several members of the Wu Clan were struck as if by a heavy blow; all their expressions changed drastically, and their figures swayed unsteadily. The weaker Great Witches, in particular, fell downward in a sorry state.

Seeing this, Houtu's expression immediately turned cold, her eyes filled with fury.

But the terrifying pressure shrouding the sky had already rendered her unable to speak.

Zhunti's indifferent gaze swept over Houtu and finally landed on Tian Yuan, who was standing in the air.

Beneath the Saint, all are ants; these people could no longer enter his eyes.

"The karma from Mount Buzhou earlier must be settled with you, little friend." Zhunti looked at Tian Yuan with a gentle expression.

But the next second, his expression changed drastically; he sliced open space with a casual gesture and dove straight in.

The moment it tore open, Tian Yuan vaguely heard Jieyin's cry of pain, as well as Nuwa's indifferent words drifting over.

"Merit Sanctification is indeed the weakest!"

The void healed, and Zhunti's figure had already vanished from the scene.

The Saintly might that had shrouded the heavens and earth dissipated, and many people all around heaved a heavy sigh of relief.

Di Jun and Taiyi, who were waiting in the air, did not hesitate in the slightest and fled directly toward the Demon Court.

(End of this chapter)