Chapter 114 The Three Pure Ones are confused, it’s all for the good of Daozu!
Fairy air lingers and holy power permeates.

The scene in Taiqing Palace is solemn yet peaceful.

The Three Pure Ones did not sit upright on top of the cloud platform, but instead sat humbly around the immortal table.

With a kind smile on his face, he looked at Dijiang and Qiangliang who came from afar.

This situation and scene is harmonious to the extreme.

“My two Taoist friends, it is my great honor to have you visit my Kunlun Wonderland!”

“But I am a little confused. Where does this sworn brotherhood come from?”

Taiqing Laozi’s heart was as calm as water, and he spoke slowly and calmly.

In the past, there were many conflicts between the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones in order to compete for the title of Pangu’s authentic master.

Today, Dijiang and Qiangliang actually came in the name of marriage. Taiqing Laozi thought secretly in his heart and found it difficult to understand their true intentions.

Hearing this, Dijiang raised the cup of enlightenment tea, drank it all, smacked his lips and said with emotion:

“Father Pangu created the world and died of exhaustion!”

“His spirit became the Three Pure Ones, and his essence and blood became us, the Ancestral Witches.”

“Logically speaking, we are all descendants of Father God Pangu, connected by blood, and we are brothers!”

“It’s only because our Wu clan doesn’t have a primordial spirit, doesn’t understand the way of heaven, and doesn’t understand this principle.”

“So, for tens of thousands of years, being disrespectful to the Three Pure Ones is truly a sin!”

Di Jiang did not directly state the reason for repairing the relationship, but first recalled the past and expressed his guilt.

Then, using the name of Pangu, the story describes the kinship between people.

The implication is that since they are both sons of Pangu, why should they fight with each other and never have any contact with each other until they die?
Otherwise, Father Pangu would have difficulty resting in peace.

“What you said is absolutely true!”

“Brother Sanqing, in the past, Qiangliang and the other ancient witches were ignorant and forgot that an elder brother is like a father and that brothers have a deep affection for each other.”

“My three brothers, please accept my humble apology.”

Qiang Liang stood up and strode towards Sanqing. His huge body instantly shrank by half as he wanted to perform the ritual of kneeling and worshipping.

The way he addressed the Three Pure Ones was completely different from that of Emperor Jiang. He was so shameless that he directly called them brothers, not giving them any chance to refuse.

“Ouch, what are you doing!”

“Why are you humiliating me like this? Get up quickly.”

Tongtian Sect Master was quick to act and supported Qiangliang who was about to kneel down.

However, the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, becoming as solemn as ice.

Pfft!
Qiang Liang actually collapsed to the ground, his hands tightly holding Tong Tian Jiao Zhu’s thighs like iron clamps.

An inexplicable chill surged up from his spine to the top of his head, making Tongtian Sect Master shiver involuntarily.

“Thanks to the teachings of Patriarch Kunpeng and Taoist Hongyun all night long, otherwise how could Qiangliang understand the ways of the world?”

“I think at this moment, Master Tongtian should have felt the strong brotherhood, right?”

“Next, it’s my turn to present the gift!”

The corners of Dijiang’s mouth rose slightly, with a bit of the domineering aura of the returning Dragon King.

Before the Three Pure Ones could react, twelve drops of the Ancestral Witch’s blood floated in the air, emitting a strong rhythm of the laws of Tao.

The boundless energy and blood moved their minds, and their bodies seemed to feel thirsty, longing for the nourishment of this essence and blood.

Bang, bang, bang!
A bunch of top-grade innate spiritual treasures were thrown casually into the hall by Dijiang like garbage.

There are a large number of them, more than twenty in total!

Most of them were obtained by the Twelve Ancestral Witches from Mount Buzhou.

There are also a few pieces that are spoils of war from fighting against demons, and there is still residual demonic energy on them.

It’s only because the Wu Clan does not cultivate their primordial spirits that they are unable to control these spiritual treasures.

“Daoyou Dijiang, what do you mean?”

“The Wu Clan does not respect the Way of Heaven, but only respects Pangu, while I, the Three Pure Ones, follow the Way of Heaven and the principles of nature, and regard the interests of the great wilderness as the most important thing.”

“Even if we become brothers, what good will it do you?”

“Do not tempt us with these vulgar things; take them away.”

Yuanshi Tianzun shouted in surprise and said seriously, “The essence and blood of the twelve witch ancestors are extremely tempting to the Three Pure Ones.”

If they could eliminate the evil spirits of heaven and earth and integrate the purest essence of qi and blood, the strength of their bodies would soar countless times.

Dijiang’s move undoubtedly hit their weaknesses directly.

Yuanshi Tianzun clearly knew the pros and cons of having anything to do with the Wu clan and the cause and effect, so he decisively refused to prevent any unexpected situations.

“Oh, my big brother!”

“How can you be so cruel as to reject the sincerity of my Wu clan?”

“It seems that my faults have not been forgiven by you.”

“Forget it, I will die to prove my innocence!”

Qiang Liang hugged Tongtian Jiaozhu’s thighs tightly with both hands and staged a farce of crying and hanging himself.

Thunder roared, blood surged, and he even wanted to sever his own heart meridians in front of the Three Pure Ones.

“Three brothers, please save Qiangliang!”

Seeing that the time was ripe, Dijiang immediately bowed.

He did not kneel down. After all, as the chief of the ancient witches and the leader of the witch clan, he still knew his limits.

One played the good guy, the other played the bad guy, and they both knelt shamelessly in front of the Three Pure Ones.

“You guys are really making it difficult for me!”

“Second brother, please accept all of these ancestor witch essences and top-grade innate spiritual treasures!”

Taiqing Laozi sighed deeply and pretended to be in great pain.

However, he was actually very happy in his heart.

Taiqing emphasizes inaction, but that does not mean doing nothing.

Living in seclusion in Kunlun Mountain to practice meditation and not wanting to be involved in the cause and effect of worldly affairs is just an excuse of the Three Pure Ones.

Now, Dijiang and Qiangliang came in person, willing to establish brotherhood and offer such precious gifts.

If Taiqing Laozi doesn’t react at all, he would be ungrateful.

“Brother, I’m afraid it’s a bit difficult to deal with Tiandao and Hongjun Daozu!”

Yuanshi Tianzun reminded.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are the protagonists of the catastrophe. If the Three Pure Ones agree to become brothers with them, wouldn’t that be against the will of heaven?

Therefore, Yuanshi Tianzun was extremely conflicted.

At this time, Taiqing Laozi did not answer directly, but turned his gaze to Cang Xuan beside him.

“Disciple, please explain this to your Yuanshi Master!”

When Cang Xuan saw this situation, he immediately sat up straight, smiled, and said in a gentle tone:
“Master Yuanshi, you are actually in a state of confusion.”

“Although Master Sanqing rejected the kindness of the two seniors at first, who could have thought that they would beg so hard?”

“In order to prevent Senior Qiangliang from committing suicide and thus delaying the course of Heaven, we agreed to their request with great difficulty.”

“This is truly following the way of heaven.”

“Otherwise, if we keep refusing and something happens to Senior Qiangliang, it would be a grave sin against the Way of Heaven and Dao Ancestor.”

“By that time, even dying ten thousand times won’t be enough to make up for my mistakes.”

The acting naturally has to be comprehensive, so that even if Hongjun Daozu asks, the Three Pure Ones will have sufficient reasons to explain.

After all, the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan are now competing against each other, working together to stabilize the situation in the prehistoric world and waiting for the coming of the catastrophe.

If Qiang Liang died suddenly, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation would be one less ancestor witch.

How can we fight against the demon clan’s Zhoutian Xingdou formation?

By then, the morale of the Witch Clan will be in chaos, and they will definitely not be able to compare with the Demon Clan.

Once the demon race dominates the three realms and rules the universe, the consequences will be unimaginable.

“So that’s how it is. I, the Three Pure Ones, are all thinking about the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun Daozu!”

“Hahaha, I finally understand.”

Yuanshi Tianzun gently waved his jade sleeves, and the twelve drops of the ancestor witch’s blood and the top-grade innate spiritual treasures piled up like a mountain were all instantly included in the world in his sleeves.

(End of this chapter)