Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends-Chapter 341 - 296: Borrowing a Treasure

Above the river’s surface, the great battle raged on.

"Nezha, taste my halberd!" A booming shout suddenly resonated between Heaven and Earth.

Ao Bing and Yang Jiao attacked simultaneously.

Ao Bing’s Fangtian Halberd went straight for Nezha, while Yang Jiao’s Fangtian Halberd aimed directly at Yang Jian.

Six fighters entangled, and the entire river shook from their turbulent clashes; roaring waves surged until dinner time, when the fight finally ceased and the six dispersed.

Atop the Three Lights Immortal Island, Bai Jin witnessed everything, his gaze solemn. Could it truly not be avoided?

I have already warned Fire Spirit, instructing her not to join the Sealing God Battle, yet now she is still caught in the midst of Calamity, and if nothing unexpected happens, she cannot extricate herself easily.

In the legends of the past, the fall of the Fire Spirit Saint Mother signified the final severing of the bond between the Chan Sect and Jie Sect. Upon her demise, Guang Chengzi visited the Biyou Palace three times, trampling the dignity of the Jie Sect underfoot. How could the Tongtian Sect Master not be enraged? Hence he laid out the Extermination Immortal Sword Formation.

The Sealing God Battle of this world has greatly diverged from the past. Thanks to Bai Jin’s strategizing, countless Jie Sect Disciples have perished, to the satisfaction of the Primordial Venerable, who has thus far refrained from taking action.

But with the Law Enforcement Team striking repeatedly, annihilating the Chan and Western Sects several times, the prestige of the Jie Sect has reached its pinnacle, preserving the honor of the Tongtian Sect Master, who consequently remained content and silent.

The relationship between the Primordial Venerable and the Tongtian Sect Master remains unharmed, to the great satisfaction of the Taishang Sect Leader.

Having eliminated those demon and ghost-like followers of the Jie Sect and safeguarded the Law Enforcement Team, Bai Jin was quite pleased with himself.

However, amidst the general rejoicing, for some unknown reason, after his own warning, the Fire Spirit Saint Mother has reappeared on the battlefield of the Sealing God. fгeewebnovёl.com

As a disciple of Many Treasures, the first disciple in the third generation of the direct disciples of the Jie Sect, the identity of Fire Spirit holds a certain significance as the face of the Jie Sect. Therefore, it is imperative that the Fire Spirit Saint Mother not fall, nor can the scenario of Guang Chengzi visiting the Biyou Palace three times unfold, where the dignity of the Jie Sect is trampled. Otherwise, the conflict between Chan and Jie Sects would escalate dramatically.

Bai Jin murmured: "The reason for Fire Spirit’s appearance is beyond the time to delve into. What must be done now is to aid the Fire Spirit in overcoming her Calamity."

With a casual wave, numerous Magic Treasures, like a multitude of stars, floated suspended in the air. All were prized collectibles of Bai Jin himself, mostly gifts from his two Masters, along with some crafted by the artisanship of Holy Mother Ping Xin and Nuwa, and others gathered with the help of Jiang Ziya.

It must be said that Jiang Ziya has been extremely supportive. Almost all the Magic Treasures and weapons of the fallen Jie Sect Disciples on the battlefield were offered up by him, exchanging them for the Cultivation of a Profound Immortal. The pursuit of the Immortal Dao was his motivation for collecting these Magic Treasures.

Bai Jin sifted through the many Magic Treasures, ultimately selecting a small tripod. The tripod was black in color with two large characters, Netherworld, inscribed upon it, along with a line of smaller text stating: a product of Holy Mother Ping Xin.

Holding the Netherworld Black Tripod, Bai Jin reached into the Haotian Mirror, which rippled like the surface of water, allowing his hand to pass straight through.

Inside the Yin Shang Camp, the Fire Spirit Saint Mother, suppressing her rage, returned to her own tent and sat cross-legged on the bed with a fierce look in her eyes.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space before her, expanding into a mirror-like surface. Within the mirror, a figure emerged.

The Fire Spirit Saint Mother quickly got up and bowed in respect, saying, "Greetings, Second Father!"

In the mirror, Bai Jin nodded, waved his hand, and a small black tripod floated out, suspending itself in front of the Fire Spirit Saint Mother, before the mirror closed up and disappeared.

Rising to her feet, the Fire Spirit Saint Mother held the black tripod with some confusion about what her Great-Uncle Master intended. Upon touching the tripod, her mind immediately fell into a trance, where through the haze, she seemed to see a long river, boundless and without end, traversing the Yin Yang realms, connecting past to future, suppressing the endless expanse of time and space, filled with countless ghosts wailing.

The Fire Spirit Saint Mother suddenly came back to her senses, grasped the usage of the black tripod, held it tightly, and bowed towards the East, joyfully saying, "Many thanks, Great-Uncle Master!"

The Fire Spirit Saint Mother stood up, sat cross-legged on the bed to refine and assimilate the tripod, then strode outside. Under the cover of night, she arrived by the great river and cast the tripod into it, along with the five thousand Fire Dragon Soldiers. The once turbulent river instantly became smooth and calm, dead silent.

Inside the West Qi Camp, Ji Fa sat in the main seat, with Jiang Ziya, Yang Jian, and other Chan Sect disciples on the left, and Mahasthamaprapta, Jin Naluo, and other Western Sect disciples on the right.

Ji Fa, concerned, asked, "Second Father, I have heard that there are Jie Sect Disciples joining the Yin Shang army. Could it be the Law Enforcement Team?"

Before Jiang Ziya could reply, Nezha spoke nonchalantly, "Your Majesty, rest easy. They are merely ordinary Jie Sect Disciples. Today, I inflicted a great defeat on them."

Mahasthamaprapta smiled and said, "To my knowledge, it seems that Nezha, Yang Jian, and Lei Zhenzi only managed to fight to a draw when they joined forces against them."

Nezha frowned and replied, "It’s clearly because she has a protective treasure."

Mahasthamaprapta brought his hands together in salute and said, "Your Majesty King Wu, regardless of her Magic Treasure or Taoist Skill, this woman is extraordinary and likely has an important background. She must be suppressed quickly to avoid future troubles."

Ji Fa turned his head to look at Jiang Ziya, his eyes filled with expectation, "Second Father, what do you think?"

Jiang Ziya, who had repeatedly pulled West Qi back from dire straits when all the Immortals and Buddhas from Chan and Western Sects were powerless, now held an unrivaled status in Ji Fa’s heart. Even though the real reason was that figures such as Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Ci Hang had offered their Magic Treasures, did that matter? In the eyes of the emperor, what mattered was the person who solved the problem, while the means by which it was solved could be disregarded.

Jiang Ziya, looking contemplatively at Mahasthamaprapta, asked, "Fellow Daoist, do you have a dharma gate to deal with this lady?"

Mahasthamaprapta humbly replied, "Our Western Sect is unremarkable, with no significant Magic Treasures, but I know of one that can restrain her."

Ji Fa quickly asked, "What Magic Treasure is it?"

"The Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Shield, for she is of the fire attribute, and fire can counter fire."

Ji Fa’s expression shifted, and he looked at Jiang Ziya, "I recall the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Shield is indeed the Magic Treasure of my Second Father’s elder brother."

Jiang Ziya thought for a moment and then said, "Nezha, go to the Golden Light Cave in Qianyuan Mountain and borrow the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Shield."

"Yes!" Nezha responded, stood up, and walked out of the tent. As he stepped outside, the Wind and Fire Wheels appeared beneath his feet and he soared into the sky like a shooting star.

Qianyuan Mountain was one of the rare Cave Heaven Blessed Lands in the Three Realms, enshrouded in clouds and mist year-round, where auspicious beasts occasionally appeared, brimming with the charm of Immortals.

A streak of fire pierced through the clouds, landing on a flat plateau on the flank of Qianyuan Mountain, in front of which was a cave with the three characters for Golden Light Cave inscribed above it.

Nezha called out loudly, "Master, I am back!"

He strode into the Golden Light Cave, and upon passing through the entrance, he instantly entered a brand new world. Lakes with blooming Qinglian, red cranes soaring through the heavens, woods abounding with trees, and abundant vines—this was a miniature universe unto itself. A Tao Palace was situated on an island at the center of the lake.

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