As beings of the Primordial World who valued decorum, when had they ever heard such filthy national curses?
Even Zhurong, with his fiery temper, exclaimed in shock, “Truly worthy of being called the Little Tiger Lady!”
The others also twitched their lips. The reputation of the Primordial World’s Arrogant Rabbit was indeed well-deserved—her verbal attacks were truly unmatched!
Kunpeng’s teeth ground with a “creaking” sound, his demonic power trembling around him, and his aged face flushed red.
Xihe remained on guard, ready to hide behind Dijiang at any moment. But before the old scoundrel Kunpeng could erupt, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward.
“Demon Master!”
“Heavens, the Demon Master has fainted from anger!”
The looks in the eyes of Zhurong and Gonggong of the Witch Clan toward Xihe completely changed—it was something akin to… admiration!
Without lifting a finger, she had caused Kunpeng, who had reached the Great Perfection of Daluo, to faint from anger. In all of heaven and earth, Xihe was undoubtedly the first to achieve such a feat.
Dijun sighed and ordered someone to take Kunpeng away first. Only then did he turn to Xihe and say, “This Emperor once mediated the conflict between you. I fear such efforts are now useless.”
Xihe bowed in courtesy. “Thank you, Heavenly Emperor. That old scoundrel… Demon Master Kunpeng has always been narrow-minded. Even if Your Majesty speaks, his hidden resentment will not dissipate. Xihe is not a member of the Celestial Court, so Your Majesty need not trouble yourself.”
Dijun’s eyes darkened slightly. Dong Huang Tai Yi could no longer hold back. “Xihe, what do you mean by these words? Are you truly planning to side with the Witch Clan?”
Xihe shook her head. “We were born from the eyes of the Father God. Although Xihe has not joined the Celestial Court, I regard both of you as elder brothers and would never oppose you. I had originally intended to cultivate in peace, but I never imagined that my unique alchemy would draw the attention of both clans. Now, Xihe finds herself in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat. Thus, I can only stand completely independent of both clans.”
Before anyone could ask how she intended to remain independent, Xihe looked up at the sky, her expression solemn.
“Heavenly Dao above, I, Taiyin Xihe, sensing that the Malignant Qi of heaven and earth harms the Primordial World, hereby make a Grand Vow: to purify all battlefields of the Wu and Demon Clans. All merit gained shall be used to purify the Karmic Power of both clans. The elixirs I refine shall not favor either clan. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!”
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and golden lightning suddenly descended. However, it did not strike Xihe but instead formed a golden lightning bolt on her forehead.
Then, a pillar of golden merit descended, splitting into two above Xihe’s head and dispersing to the two clans.
Everyone immediately felt the Karmic Power that had risen from their rampant slaughter gradually weaken.
At this moment, everyone looked at Xihe with complex expressions. This rabbit was simply… beyond words!
The golden lightning bolt on her forehead was a warning from the Heavenly Dao, marking Xihe as a Heavenly Dao Emissary. Anyone who killed her would inevitably face punishment from the Heavenly Dao.
Her Grand Vow was to purify all battlefields of the Wu and Demon Clans, meaning that as long as the Great War of Witch and Demon continued, the Heavenly Dao’s warning would not disappear.
In the current Witch-Demon Tribulation, no one was safer than Xihe!
If it were merely a Grand Vow, the Wu and Yao races might not have appreciated it. But Xihe declared that she would not keep any merit for herself, instead using it all to purify the Karmic Power of the two clans. This was equivalent to working for the Heavenly Dao while giving her wages to the two clans.
Nor was she working for free. By refining elixirs and selling them peacefully to both clans, she was bound to make a fortune!
With this move, she achieved multiple goals with a single arrow, balancing everyone’s interests.
This woman was extraordinary!
At this moment, everyone shared the same thought. Dijun’s gaze toward Xihe carried an even stronger sense of determination.
He smiled at Xihe and said, “Such a Grand Vow is beyond even my capabilities. This Emperor will issue an order: no one in the Celestial Court shall trouble you, little sister. You may proceed as you wish. As for the elixirs, the Celestial Court will purchase as many as you sell.”
Dijiang also laughed heartily: “You little rabbit is indeed clever. I truly didn’t expect you to retreat unscathed. Our Witch Clan will not harm a single hair on you, and we will accept any amount of medicinal pills you have.”
[Congratulations, host. Spontaneous completion of the show-off task. Acquired immunity status during the Witch-Demon Tribulation. Reward: three drops of Ancestral Xuanwu Blood.]
Xuanwu? This clan had long vanished in the Primordial World. Even that Quasi-Saint beneath Penglai Immortal Island was merely a Xuan Turtle true form, containing only a trace of Xuanwu bloodline.
Hmm, with this Ancestral Xuanwu Blood, that giant turtle might be willing to talk with her…
While dealing with the two clans, Xihe pondered these matters inwardly.
After selling all previously refined medicinal pills equally to both clans, Xihe followed Dijun and Taiyi away from the Witch Clan territory.
Along the way, Dijun repeatedly called her “little sister,” as if truly accepting her as one. Taiyi was more straightforward, his admiration written plainly on his face.
Dijun invited her to the Celestial Court. Having already visited the Witch Clan, she couldn’t refuse now, so she accompanied them.
Within a mere century at the Celestial Court, the East Sea trembled.
Tongtian had actually advanced to Quasi-Saint!
This news stunned her. Tongtian was indeed the most gifted among the Dao Ancestor’s disciples, but according to legends, his cultivation was firmly suppressed. Among the Six Sages, Nuwa attained enlightenment first, followed by Laozi, Yuanshi, and then Tongtian.
Now among the six disciples, he was actually the first to breakthrough?
Quasi-Saint! After reaching perfection, one could prove the Dao and attain Sagehood. Yet she was only at mid-stage Daluo now.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Pill must be accelerated, but collecting materials alone was too difficult.
Suddenly remembering something, Xihe’s eyes brightened. She was currently at the Celestial Court—anything she needed was just a word from Dijun. At worst, she could give them some pills after refining the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Pill.
Xihe immediately sent a maid to summon Dijun and Taiyi. Upon meeting them, she promptly presented the formula for the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Pill and explained it eagerly.
Taiyi gasped: “Even that guy Taiqing couldn’t refine this pill, right? Xihe, are you sure…”
Meeting Xihe’s threatening gaze, Taiyi quickly changed his tone: “Xihe, you definitely can refine it! Brother, let’s just help Xihe gather the materials.”
Dijun affectionately ruffled Xihe’s hair: “Whatever you need, just say it.”
Xihe, immersed in the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Pill, didn’t mind this small gesture. She rattled off a list of spiritual herbs and fruits, which the brothers noted down one by one and ordered people to search for.
From then on, Xihe secluded herself at the Celestial Court, completely unaware of Tongtian’s emergence…
After Tongtian emerged, he immediately inquired about Xihe’s recent activities. Amused and longing, he went directly to Taiyin Star to find her.
Jin Ling informed him that Xihe was at the Celestial Court. Tongtian’s smile remained unchanged, but Jin Ling shuddered.
Clutching the precious gift Tongtian gave her, Jin Ling sealed her formation and returned to cultivate. Wuwuwu, there were too many wolves and tigers around her master. She must cultivate diligently, otherwise a single glance might frighten her to death.
Tongtian went to the Celestial Court to find Xihe. Dijun and Taiyi naturally said Xihe was in seclusion and unavailable.
It was said Tongtian departed swiftly that day, but inexplicably, the Celestial Court was cleaved in two by a sudden sword strike.
The sword intent was completely unlike Tongtian’s—neither the slaughter of Zhu Xian nor the intent of Qinglian—so it couldn’t be blamed on Tongtian. Rumors said Dijun was on his throne at that moment, nearly split in half himself.
Afterward, the Celestial Court was furious and searched everywhere, but never discovered who did it.
Angered, the Golden Crow brothers also entered seclusion successively, only emerging after breaking through to Quasi-Saint under the Celestial Court’s merit.
Xihe was completely unaware of these events, wholly immersed in alchemy. However, she had underestimated the difficulty of refining the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Pill. After several failures, she had no choice but to refine other elixirs, gradually advancing her alchemical skills.
Just as Xihe reached her hundred-thousandth year of alchemy, Hongjun’s disciples had also entered the Quasi-Saint realm—except for Zhunti and Jieyin. Those two were still in the Western Region, researching how to sever the Dao Lineage of the Palace of Ultimate Bliss!
One day, a seven-colored light pillar shot out from somewhere in the Celestial Court, and a Great Dao Heavenly Phenomenon appeared in the sky, with the fragrance of elixirs spreading for thousands of miles.
In Taiqing Palace, Taishang Laozi, who was refining elixirs, suddenly changed expression as an entire furnace of pills spiraled out of control and was completely ruined.
Gazing at the seven-colored phenomenon from afar, he exclaimed in shock, “A pill containing the aura of the Great Dao—how is this possible? Aside from Master Hongjun, how could there be someone with alchemical skills surpassing this old Daoist? I must go and witness this with my own eyes!”