Chapter 74: I Just Want to Borrow the Taiji Map—I Promise to Return It!

Xiang Xuanqing and others entered the First Qionglou, planning to join the [Dushi Immortal]’s guidance and play a few rounds of dushi.

In fact, this dushi was quite simple—basically equivalent to paying money to open a blind box.

What you opened depended entirely on skill and luck.

“Friend Xuputi, I’ll give it a try too!”

The [Dushi Immortal] glanced at Xiang Xuanqing, as if recognizing him, and gave a slight nod.

Endless radiance flashed, and a dazzling gemstone appeared before Xiang Xuanqing, sparkling like stars.

“Please proceed, friend.”

After handing over a generous amount of primordial spiritual materials, Xiang Xuanqing carefully selected one from the seven treasures offered by the guide.

“This one,” Xiang Xuanqing chose a lustrous jade-like gemstone.

The guide, expressionless, sliced open the gemstone.

Instantly, colorful light streamed through the air, and strange phenomena erupted—a bamboo stalk, resembling emerald jade, floated out.

A faint, sweet fragrance spread, as if lingering in the hearts of all the immortals, evoking a sense of purity and tranquility.

But this moment of calm was quickly shattered by the commotion of the immortals.

“Six Roots Pure Bamboo?!”

“A primordial spiritual root was actually drawn! The Dushi Immortal really has something!”

“How come I cracked six hundred and forty-eight gemstones and didn’t get a single hair?!”

“Damn, these are all shills!”

“Fixed! This is definitely rigged!”

“I don’t believe it! Fake! All fake! This must be an illusion!”

At the sight of the Six Roots Pure Bamboo, many immortal gamblers possessed by misfortune lost their composure.

They preferred to believe it was an illusion rather than accept it as real.

“Someone powerful must be hiding among us, turning false into true and influencing the Dao Masters!”

“Friend, calm down, you don’t want to be hung up by the Turtle Shell Ropes, do you?”

Compared to the chaotic immortals, Xiang Xuanqing remained remarkably composed.

He reached out and tucked the Six Roots Pure Bamboo into his sleeve.

The guide also maintained order with an equally calm expression.

As if losing a primordial spiritual root meant nothing to him.

Of course it meant nothing.

This Six Roots Pure Bamboo was not the original supreme primordial spiritual root, but a branch cultivated into this form.

It was indeed primordial in origin and could be forged into a primordial spiritual treasure.

But to the guide, wasn’t it just a matter of snapping off a bamboo stalk?

What mattered was the friend’s joy.

“Let’s try too!” Jing Yao pulled Yuchen toward the dushi.

It quickly sparked another uproar.

Jing Yao Shangzun drew a seed of Merit Golden Lotus.

Yuchen Daojun drew a fish drum.

The former was a supreme primordial spiritual treasure—the seed of the Primordial Merit Golden Lotus, one of the Four Lotus Thrones, capable of growing a third-rank Merit Lotus.

The latter was a genuine primordial spiritual treasure.

“Hehe, friend, this is so embarrassing.”

Jing Yao Shangzun spoke of embarrassment, yet had already tucked the Golden Lotus seed away—he planned to refine it into a fine pill back home.

Like a Merit Golden Core, for instance.

The guide gave him a slight nod: “Friend, rest easy—I’ve received so many pills from you.”

Seeing this, Yuchen Daojun also took the fish drum.

He considered that after the dushi assembly ended, he could commission a set of arrays from the [Dushi Immortal] at half price.

Mutual benefit, everyone happy.

After Xiang Xuanqing’s trio finished touring the First Qionglou, the Ginseng Fruit Tree had already secured over a hundred orders with Zhen Wu.

“I’m good brothers with the Array Immortal, and you’re good brothers with the Array Immortal too.”

“Round it off, we’re good brothers too!”

Zhen Wu was extremely warm toward Xiang Xuanqing and Jing Yao: “Come, come, let me gift you two brothers a Bound Immortal Rope.”

“Don’t refuse yet—I’m giving you the real version. This one’s called the Golden Illusion Rope, this one’s the Bind Spirit Cord.”

“Take them, take them—don’t be polite, we’re brothers!”

Yuchen Daojun stared at the unorthodox Zhen Wu, momentarily unable to adjust.

Back in Biyou Heaven, he wasn’t like this?

Zhen Wu’s hospitality was too great to refuse; Xiang Xuanqing and Jing Yao had no choice but to accept.

The two then gifted Zhen Wu a spiritual treasure and a gourd of pills.

“This is called the Dragon-Snake Entwined Life Pill. The side effect is like this...”

Jing Yao Shangzun, rare in his seriousness, revealed the pill’s side effect.

Xiang Xuanqing gifted an orthodox spiritual treasure and didn’t elaborate.

“Come on, let’s keep exploring!”

With two more guests, the Ginseng Fruit Tree was overjoyed. He led them to the Second Tiancheng, the Third Tiancheng...

They had essentially toured the entire Baiyu Jing.

Xiang Xuanqing also met the Universe Immortal, the Inversion Immortal, and the Immortal of Immortality.

When he learned that the Immortal of Immortality was Xi Wangmu and that she was pretending to be a peach tree, Xiang Xuanqing truly didn’t know what to say.

“This Honghuang is becoming increasingly unorthodox.”

He even bought several spiritual treasures from the Universe Immortal.

“The Universe Cauldron is in his hands—so he’s the Universe Demon God?”

Xiang Xuanqing recalled the vision he had seen during his enlightenment.

The Universe Cauldron, a primordial supreme treasure, possessed the ability to reverse post-heaven and return to primordial.

With this, one could essentially function as a wholesale dealer of primordial spiritual treasures.

Of course, one couldn’t reverse primordial spiritual treasures without limit—the cost must be significant.

“How did you all enjoy yourselves? Did you have fun?”

After Xiang Xuanqing’s group finished touring Baiyu Jing, Hong Jun and Yang Mei appeared at the right moment.

Especially Hong Jun, who kept staring at Xiang Xuanqing, as if afraid he’d slip away.

“Not bad!”

“The only pity is that the few primordial spiritual treasures the Universe Immortal forged were all too orthodox.”

Xiang Xuanqing wore an expression of sorrow, as if lamenting the Universe Cauldron’s disgrace—clearly, it had the wrong master.

Hearing this, Yang Mei nodded in strong agreement: “Indeed a pity.”

Hong Jun stepped before Xiang Xuanqing and extended his hand.

“Friend, have you maintained my spiritual treasure?”

“Actually, it’s still a bit short...”

“Hmm?”

“But Mianqiang it’ll do.”

Xiang Xuanqing pulled out the Pangu Banner from his sleeve and handed it to Hong Jun.

Hong Jun examined it carefully.

“No switch—genuine article!”

Xiang Xuanqing was displeased, feeling Hong Jun didn’t trust him.

After confirming it, Hong Jun finally smiled: “Friend, do you have any suggestions for our Baiyu Jing?”

Clearly, he was still pondering Xiang Xuanqing’s earlier words.

Because Hong Jun had deduced something!

Xiang Xuanqing’s lips curled slightly.

You fished for me with a straight hook—now it’s my turn to fish for you with one.

“I do have a suggestion.”

“But first, I have a request.”

Hong Jun paused, then asked: “What request?”

“If it’s not too difficult, I might be able to fulfill it for you.”

“Including the hundreds of primordial spiritual treasures you mentioned earlier!”

What?!

Yang Mei, the Universe Immortal, Yin Yang, and the Inversion Immortal were all profoundly shocked.

Do you treat primordial spiritual treasures like weeds?!

Give away hundreds at once?!

Even the Immortals of Heaven and Earth were slightly startled.

“This old Taoist—could he be planning to target me?”

Can the Qiankun Cauldron produce a few hundred Primordial Spiritual Treasures?

Yes!

But it will cost your life!

Extremely life-threatening!

To reverse-refine a few hundred Primordial Spiritual Treasures, the Qiankun Immortal felt he should go ahead and visit Nan Hua, the [Grill Immortal], to pick a fengshui gem of a burial site.

Xiang Xuanqing smiled: “The requirement is simple—I don’t need you to give me hundreds of Spiritual Treasures.”

“I only wish to borrow one Spiritual Treasure from Bai Yu Jing.”

Hong Jun frowned: “Which one?”

“The Taiji Diagram!”

“No!”

The Yin-Yang Daoist appeared instantly, refusing with a grim expression.

“Don’t be stingy—I’m borrowing it!”

Xiang Xuanqing argued firmly: “Borrow and return, and I guarantee I’ll return it!”

“Didn’t I just return the Pangu Flag?”

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