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Moreover, the shop also has considerable defensive capabilities, able to withstand a Saint-level attack for half a day, which is quite impressive.
Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Kunpeng, and Styx formed a circle, trapping Yi Shuihan in the middle.
"Let's leave the others aside, Nuwa, why are you here instead of properly comprehending the Primordial Purple Qi? Aren't you afraid they'll try to steal you too?"
Facing six top-tier quasi-saints, Yi Shuihan still appeared completely relaxed.
Let alone six Quasi-Saints, even if there were ten times more, Yi Shuihan wouldn't take them seriously. Although he appears to be at the Quasi-Saint level, he has already set his sights on the Saint level. He is not a Saint, and these Quasi-Saints are no different from ants to him.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, don't be provoked by his words. How could we possibly steal your Primordial Purple Qi? You are the last disciple of Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Even if we did steal it, we wouldn't be able to keep the Primordial Purple Qi alive."
Seeing that Nuwa was wavering because of Yi Shuihan's words, Dijun quickly spoke up. This was not only to appease Nuwa, but also to remind others not to act recklessly.
"Hand over the Primordial Purple Qi, or don't blame us for being ruthless. This area has been sealed off by a great formation, and you can't escape."
Di Jun had absolutely no goodwill towards Yi Shuihan, this guy who was on the same path as the Wu Clan, and said coldly.
With a flick of his wrist, the Primordial Purple Qi appeared in Yi Shuihan's hand. Upon seeing the Primordial Purple Qi, everyone present except Nuwa began to breathe rapidly.
"There's only one wisp of primordial purple energy, how do you plan to divide it?"
His voice carried a hint of teasing, and Yi Shuihan's eyes were full of mockery.
"Don't try to sow discord. We've already agreed on the distribution of the Primordial Purple Qi. After we get it, we'll each take turns studying it for a thousand years until someone can comprehend its mysteries and become a saint."
Di Jun spoke calmly, and Kunpeng and the others remained silent, clearly acquiescing to this allocation method.
"It seems you've made up your mind to take me. Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Her expression turned slightly cold as she turned to look at Kunpeng. Her icy gaze made Kunpeng tremble, and memories of being chased resurfaced in his mind.
"I'll give you a chance to back out, otherwise this time it won't be as simple as just hunting you down."
The murderous aura released left no doubt about the truthfulness of Yi Shuihan's words.
"He's just bluffing. No matter how strong he is, he can't defeat all of us together. Let's attack together."
Seeing that the situation was not good, Di Jun decisively chose to take action.
Donghuang Taiyi was the first to respond, suppressing spacetime in the chaos and instantly making the space around Yi Shuihan incredibly solid.
Soul Devouring
One after another, vengeful spirits roared out from behind the Styx River and rushed madly towards Yi Shuihan, determined to devour him.
"Bei Ming Yu"
The Kunpeng transformed into its true form, its feathers turning into burning feather swords. It actually traversed space directly to arrive behind Yi Shuihan and then attacked from behind.
Nuwa also made her move, throwing out a red embroidered ball that transformed into a streak of light with earth-shattering power, arriving in front of Yi Shuihan in the blink of an eye.
Fuxi muttered incantations, and a Bagua array appeared beneath Yi Shuihan's feet. Countless large hands, formed from spiritual energy, surged out, determined to drag him into the endless abyss.
And then there's Di Jun, who has somehow already positioned himself in the only possible escape route for Yi Shuihan, waiting for Yi Shuihan to force his way out before severely injuring him.
Even if I were to hold the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda above my head, this kind of spectacle would leave me utterly bewildered.
"You're still laughing at a time like this?"
Nuwa saw Yi Shuihan's smile and couldn't understand how he could smile when he was in deep danger. It wasn't until the next moment, when Yi Shuihan caught her red embroidered ball with his palm, that her expression changed drastically.
She knew her own treasure well. As a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Red Embroidered Ball had an absolutely astonishing attack power. Even if Nuwa herself were to take this attack head-on, she would only suffer serious injuries. And if it were the Ancestral Witches or those who had refined their bodies, they would never have been able to catch the Red Embroidered Ball as easily as Yi Shuihan.
Following the Red Embroidered Ball, Styx, Kunpeng, and Fuxi's attacks struck Yi Shuihan in succession, producing astonishing booming explosions.
"It didn't work at all?"
Di Jun was stunned, Donghuang Taiyi was stunned, Nuwa and Fuxi were also stunned.
Could he be an ancestral witch disguised as a human?
"Keep going! Show me what you've got!"
Yi Shuihan had no idea what these people were thinking, and said somewhat impatiently.
"Gentlemen, he must be putting on a brave face, using all his strength, otherwise he might escape..."
Di Jun didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant. Leaving such a powerful enemy outside would make them restless and unable to eat or sleep in peace.
Styx took out his companion spirit treasures, the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords, whose bloody smell made people want to vomit. Even Nuwa, who was also a quasi-saint, frowned.
Kunpeng glanced enviously at the Styx's magical treasures, but did not take out his own magic weapon. The best magic weapon he had was not as powerful as his own supernatural abilities.
Fuxi, on the other hand, produced an ancient zither in his hand, radiating the aura of a primordial spiritual treasure.
Another round of attacks, this time several times more powerful than the last. They were truly using all their strength. Unless they used a secret technique that damaged their foundation, they would never be able to unleash an attack with even greater damage.
"Let's try out my new magical artifact."
With a thought, Yi Shuihan appeared inside the shop. Without exception, the attacks struck the outside of the shop, causing constant noise and considerable tremors. However, they were all bark and no bite, and did not cause any damage to the shop.
Chapter 1048, Slapping the Faces of Six Quasi-Saints
"How could a mere acquired spiritual treasure possess such powerful defensive capabilities?"
Despite the continued bombardment by Di Jun and the others who refused to believe in the evil, a full quarter of an hour passed. The surrounding area, spanning thousands of miles, was leveled, but Yi Shuihan's shop remained standing unharmed, so conspicuous.
They exchanged a glance, and both could see the anxiety in each other's eyes. They had come full of ambition, thinking of defeating Yi Shuihan as quickly as possible, obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi, and then finding a place to study it. But now, after fighting for so long, they hadn't even scratched Yi Shuihan, and that was without Yi Shuihan retaliating.
No one believed that Yi Shuihan only knew how to defend and not how to attack. Kunpeng knew this best, as he had been forced into desperate situations countless times and his injuries were still not fully healed.
They would never give up so easily. The allure of the Primordial Purple Qi was too strong; they would fight for it even if there was only a one in a billion chance.
"The spiritual energy consumed by their defenses is not as fast as my recovery. It seems that this is a qualitative difference. If they don't break through to the Saint level, they won't even have the possibility of shaking the shop."
Nodding in satisfaction, Yi Shuihan packed up the shop.
"You've had your fun, now it's my turn to attack."
He spoke with a smile, and what he said almost made Di Jun and the others fall from the sky.
Playing around? This is a legitimate robbery, you're telling me this is playing around!
"Watch out, I'm about to slap Kunpeng's left cheek."
Before Di Jun and the others could react, a huge hand slapped Kunpeng's face with a loud crack that echoed throughout the space.
"Next is Styx's right cheek."
The scene from before is repeated, only this time it's the River Styx.
"Then there's Di Jun's right cheek."
"Donghuang Taiyi's right cheek"
"Fuxi's left cheek"
With every word Yi Shuihan uttered, a corresponding slap in the face would ring out, and not one of them missed. These slaps wouldn't cause any serious injuries to Di Jun and the others, though they would still hurt. However, compared to the pain on their faces, their hearts were in even greater agony.
Who are they? They are powerful quasi-saints, renowned figures in the primordial world, worshipped and revered by countless beings. Their every word and action can influence the birth, aging, sickness, and death of countless creatures.
However, now they were being held down—well, to be precise, not being held down and beaten, but being watched and beaten. Every time Yi Shuihan looked over, their hearts trembled, knowing that they had been chosen.
At first, they tried every possible way to avoid the spiritual energy slaps, including escaping into space, sealing off time and space, disrupting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and using magical artifacts for defense, but nothing changed; they were still being hit.
Among these six quasi-saints, Nuwa was no exception, and was hit many times, but with slight differences. The slaps that landed on Nuwa's face were much gentler, more like caresses than hits, which made Nuwa extremely ashamed and angry, her face turning red.
Normally, Di Jun and the others would have been in the mood to appreciate this scene, but at this moment they were too busy with their own affairs to pay much attention to Nuwa's situation.
You ask why they didn't run? This is a case of reaping what you sow, and getting caught in their own trap. In order to prevent Yi Shuihan from escaping, they set up an array around them. To dispel the array, it would take the six of them more than a dozen breaths, and if it were just one person, it would take at least 2 minutes.
Clearly, Yi Shuihan wouldn't give them time to break the sealing formation.
"Don't push your luck. I am the Heavenly Emperor. Believe me or not, with one command I can make sure you can't survive in the primordial world."
Di Jun, still stinging from the slap, blurted out something he didn't mean, but he immediately regretted it. He then received a special treatment, being slapped dozens of times in a row, allowing Kunpeng and the others to rest for a while.
"As expected of the Heavenly Emperor, I am no match for him."
A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. In Kunpeng's view, Heavenly Emperors and Demon Emperors were all fleeting clouds. Only cultivation was real. Rather than fighting with the Witch Clan for supremacy, it was better to focus on cultivation. As long as he became a Saint, wealth, honor, and power would all be no problem.
"Wait, I admit defeat this time. I'm willing to offer a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure as compensation."
Seeing Yi Shuihan's gaze fall upon them, the Styx Ancestor was the first to lose his temper. He realized that Yi Shuihan's strength was unfathomable, and that they were simply no match for him. Continuing would only bring them further humiliation, and he was willing to pay a fine to avoid further disgrace than to be humiliated like this.
"A top-grade acquired spiritual treasure?"
Yi Shuihan looked at Minghe strangely, wondering where Minghe got his confidence from. If Minghe changed this acquired spiritual treasure into an innate spiritual treasure, Yi Shuihan would consider it. But an acquired spiritual treasure? He just laughed. Was he someone who lacked acquired spiritual treasures? Not all acquired spiritual treasures were called the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda.
"If one is not enough, then two. Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal only has a few acquired spiritual treasures. Don't be too greedy."
Even though Styx himself wasn't wealthy, he was actually quite distressed to take out two top-grade acquired spiritual treasures.
"Give me those two swords that are acquired spiritual treasures, and I'll let you go."
"No, this is an innate spiritual treasure, not an acquired one."
"Slap... slap..."
Several more slaps landed on his face.
“I said it’s an acquired spiritual treasure, so it is an acquired spiritual treasure. How dare you talk back?”
Styx, feeling dizzy, was on the verge of tears upon hearing Yi Shuihan's words. He realized that Yi Shuihan was just being unreasonable, but even so, he was helpless and couldn't reason with him. After all, he had come to ambush and kill Yi Shuihan.
Giving up Yuan Tu A Bi is absolutely impossible. For Styx, this is already a huge sum of money. He would rather his body be destroyed here than lose Yuan Tu A Bi.
Damn it, I brought them along to prevent Di Jun from playing tricks, I never intended to use them against Yi Shuihan, but now...
"Donghuang Taiyi, give me the Chaos Bell, and I'll spare your brothers' lives. Nuwa, agree to three conditions, and I'll let you and your sister go. As for Kunpeng, don't even think about leaving. I'll give you two choices: one, die; two, become my mount."
Chapter 1049, Are you trying to reach for the heavens?
Yi Shuihan's request was not excessive, because what Di Jun and the others were after was the Primordial Purple Qi in his possession, which represented the qualification to become a saint. In Di Jun and the others' eyes, the qualification to become a saint was definitely more precious than the Chaos Bell.
However, upon hearing Yi Shuihan's conditions, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Kunpeng all looked furious, believing that the conditions were too harsh.
Leaving aside the Chaos Bell, let's talk about mounts. In the prehistoric world, it's common for powerful beings with high cultivation levels to have a mount. Having a mount makes them look more like a master. Although mounts are generally much weaker than their masters and are actually slower than themselves when traveling, owning a mount doesn't really improve one's strength. Yet, many powerful beings still like to keep a mount.
Ultimately, it's all about preserving one's own strength. When you're out and about, you can't always release your cultivation level. It's too vulgar to expect others to know your cultivation level. But if you have a good mount, it's different. A mount can "unintentionally" release its aura, so others can see the strength of its master from the mount.
Becoming the mount of a powerful being is something many demons aspire to, since the prehistoric world at that time was still chaotic and lacked order. Without a powerful backer, it was difficult to survive.
The fact that a Quasi-Saint became a mount is truly unprecedented in the prehistoric world, especially since its master is also a Quasi-Saint. If Kunpeng agrees, many people will probably look down on him.
If it weren't for Yi Shuihan, but rather Hongjun Laozu asking to take Kunpeng as his mount, he probably would have agreed without hesitation. Hongjun Laozu is the number one saint in the prehistoric world, and now he is about to merge with the Dao. As long as you establish a relationship with him, you can walk sideways in the prehistoric world. If you become his mount, even a saint would have to treat you with respect, let alone a quasi-saint.
What are the three conditions specifically?
Nuwa's clear, cold voice rang out. Compared to Kunpeng and Donghuang Taiyi, Yi Shuihan's requirements for him seemed much more lenient. She thought that this was Yi Shuihan giving her, the future saint, face. She felt a bit grateful to Yi Shuihan and thought that she would not hold a grudge after becoming a saint, since she had taken the initiative to participate in the ambush of Yi Shuihan first.
Yi Shuihan had no idea what Nuwa was thinking. If he did, he could only say that she was overthinking it.
"First, if I don't provoke you in the future, you must not make things difficult for me in any way."
"Okay, I agree."
As expected, she was afraid I would settle scores later, Nuwa thought to herself, and readily agreed.
"Secondly, if you become a saint in the future, you must not help the demon race to fight against any race."
Yi Shuihan did not mention the human race, since the human race had not yet been born.
"A certain race? Could it be the Witch Clan? If so, I'm afraid I can't agree to that."
Nuwa also had feelings for the demon race. If she had truly become a saint, she would not have stood by and watched the demon race be bullied by the witch race.
"This particular race is not the witch race."
"Not a witch clan?"
Frowning, Nuwa was a little confused, wondering what Yi Shuihan was up to. Although she didn't know much about Yi Shuihan, she knew that he wasn't on good terms with any tribe other than the Wu tribe. And even if he was on good terms with a tribe, he wouldn't need to make such a request. Did Nuwa have a grudge against the tribe Yi Shuihan mentioned?
After much thought, Nuwa couldn't recall anyone she had a grudge against. To be honest, given her personality, she had been in a state of cultivation since birth and rarely went out. She didn't have any enemies. Even with the Wu Clan, there wasn't any major grudge. It was just that she didn't want to see the Wu Clan destroy the Demon Clan, so she stood up for them a few times and took action, mainly for deterrence.
"Okay, I agree to this condition as well."
Nuwa nodded slowly and agreed to the second condition.
"As for the third condition, when I open my shop to sell the system, you must be there to make a purchase."
"this one?"
Nuwa thought Yi Shuihan was going to make some difficult demands, but she was surprised that it was so simple. She found it hard to believe.
"Of course, I'll definitely come."
Nuwa knew about the system. In fact, she had long been curious about it and wanted to get one to play with, but she just hadn't had the chance.
Having reached an agreement with Yi Shuihan, Nuwa and Fuxi felt much more relaxed and were already in the mood to watch Kunpeng and the others have a good show.
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