Chapter 40: The Colorful Giant Egg

  But then Zhuang Xiong forced several people to retreat, looked up at the sky and let out a loud roar, which actually scared several people stiff. Several people couldn't help but look at each other in dismay, exchanging glances, bewildered and unable to make sense of it, staring at Zhuang Xiong with puzzled eyes.

  Zhuang Xiong rolled his eyes, let out a long sigh, and pointed at the few people, scolding: "You bunch of ancestors, not one of you is any good. Just because I accidentally touched your family's defensive shield? It was just a touch, it won't kill me, do you need to surround and kill me for thousands of years? Surrounding and killing me for thousands of years is one thing, but don't even give me time to catch my breath, do you want me dead or alive? Do you think I'm easy to bully? Does the tiger not show its might because you think I'm a sick cat?"

  Several ancestral witches looked at each other again, scratched their heads in confusion, and Zhu Rong shouted: "Houtu's sister clearly said that we can fight as we like, as long as we don't go back to the tribe to fight. For thousands of years, whenever we wanted to fight, we came here to find him to fight. We didn't break any rules!"

  Gong Gong snorted and said, "Emperor Jiang has already said that this person's martial skills have the shadow of Pangu's father god, but he doesn't have the father god's essence blood. Moreover, being so brainless, it's impossible for him to be one of the Three Purities. For now, we can't guess his origin, let's just capture and interrogate him."

  Qiang Liang said beside him, "What's the point of saying these things? The problem now is, he's angry, will he fight or not?"

  Jian Meng furrowed his brow and hesitated, saying: "I think we should capture him first? The task that Emperor Jiang entrusted to us at the beginning seemed to be to capture him?"

  Zhurong scratched his head and said in a daze: "What? I don't remember that."

  The candle dragon did not follow the black line on his head, and said in a bad tone: "At first, Emperor Jiang had made it clear that you were just playing too much, only remembering what Houtu girl said after investigating the matter clearly, letting you play casually, as long as you don't make trouble in the tribe, but you forgot what Emperor Jiang said?"

  Qiang Liangdao said, "It's no wonder that you guys are excited. We brothers have been sparring with each other for years and have long been familiar with each other's moves. Suddenly seeing a new opponent is quite novel, and this kid is getting more and more clever, always having many novel things, it's quite interesting. Before we knew it, we got carried away."

  Gonggong Dao: "What do we do now? Hou Tu's sister said it was okay to play around, but is Emperor Jiang's order to capture him still effective? Also, this kid seems like he doesn't want to play with us anymore. What to do?"

  Zhuang Xiong was just struck by lightning, and it seemed like he was cooked on the outside but tender on the inside. However, Zhu Long seemed to be deep in thought and said: "Houtu's younger sister said that this person should be here to practice martial arts, but from a martial arts perspective, they also have some connection with Father God, and their strength is not bad, there's no need to offend them. Why don't we just let him play with you few violent maniacs? But this person's martial arts should have been refined long ago, why haven't they left yet?"

  "What's so strange about that? Looking at his brain, it's not very flexible. I reckon the time is too long and he forgot what he was doing."

  Zhuang Xiong suddenly felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his heart, and he instantly understood. His face turned even more bitter: "Ah, my martial skills have long been refined to perfection, why am I still staying here? Is it because there's something here that I'm attached to? Certainly not! What's more, even if I didn't come to refine my martial skills, what could anyone do to me? Hong Jun is my elder brother, San Qing is my sworn brother, and Nü Wa is my destined wife. With such powerful backing, who can touch me? Even if I don't refine my martial skills, with my own strength, I can still defeat ten people at once. Who am I afraid of? Why must I suppress my strength and refine my techniques? Even if I didn't cultivate martial arts, my physical defense is sufficient, and I also have divine magic spells! But why did I come here in the first place? Was it for that martial dream? Or... was it just to vent my frustrations in battle, whether it's torturing others or being tortured myself? It seems that I've been confused all along. Only after the fact do I think of excuses. Is this something I should be doing?"

  Zhuang Xiong's thoughts drifted away in an instant, but his face turned even more bitter: "A few thousand years, just a moment of recklessness, it seems my heart is still not strong enough. Forget it, thinking about the past is useless anyway. Before the Great War between Wizards and Demons, I was destined to rise to power, and I couldn't intervene even if I wanted to. Let me be reckless this one time." Zhuang Xiong let out a long sigh, but then felt uncertain about his direction: "Mount Not-Week? Can I still go back? Mount Kunlun is a good friend, but it's not my home after all. It's time for me to build my own little nest. My otaku dream will come true in this vast world." Alright, let's go find a place in the East Sea. Of course, before leaving...

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but smile slyly as he glanced at the eight ancestral witches who were still whispering among themselves. He wasn't someone to be trifled with, after all. Having been surrounded and killed for thousands of years, although he hadn't suffered any losses, he still had to regain some face, didn't he? With a cunning smile, Zhuang Xiong grasped the Qiankun rod in his hand and suddenly let out a loud shout as he charged forward.

  They have been fighting for thousands of years and are already familiar with each other's strength. Zhong Xiong also knows that he won't be able to cause too much damage to Zu Wu in a short time, so he thoroughly unleashes his full power. However, the 12th Zu Wu has not experienced Zhong Xiong's complete strength before. Tian Wu swings his sword and clashes with him, while Zhu Rong thinks Zhong Xiong is still fighting and excitedly charges forward with a loud shout. But he is left staring in shock as Tian Wu is sent flying by a single swing of Zhong Xiong's staff. Before he can even process this fact, Zhong Xiong has already grabbed his staff and given him a severe beating. This guy, along with Gong Gong, has been living here for thousands of years and is the most detestable. Speaking of which, where is Gong Gong? Zhong Xiong's divine spirit scans the area and discovers Gong Gong hesitating on the side, revealing a cruel and evil smile as he charges towards him once again. The other Zu Wu are shocked and quickly come to his aid.

  This great war was a pleasure for Zhuang Xiong, who had increased his physical strength by nearly tenfold after cultivating the Hunyuan Mysterious Skill. Although he was still in the Quasi-Saint realm, it was a tremendous change compared to before, and he had never truly unleashed his power with abandon. This time, he finally got to fulfill his wish. The乾坤棒 (Qian Kun Stick) was already heavier than Mount Tai, and although Zu Wu wasn't afraid of its weight, being hit by it was a different story altogether. Moreover, Zhuang Xiong was swinging it with all his might. In less than half an hour, the eight Zu Wu were all battered and bruised, lying on the ground in disarray.

  He let out a mouthful of foul air, and finally felt relieved in his heart. With the stick on his shoulder, he shook his head, swung his tail, hummed "Clouds broke, sky opened, driving away the old master" and left.

  Half a time later, the ancestors also got up one by one, looking at the direction where Zhuang Xiong left, and shook their heads with regret. Only Zhu Rong muttered: "This kid is really ruthless. Is this his true strength? It's really impressive! It seems to be similar to Hou Tu sister, but more powerful than Hou Tu sister. What exactly is it?"

  "Gong Gong snorted coldly: 'What's the point of thinking about that? His growth is fast, but we haven't made no progress either. A war spanning several thousand years is indeed exhilarating.'"

  Qiang Liangdao said: "It's refreshing, but what should we do next? It seems like there's nothing to fight for anymore?"

  Chui Long squeezed in and laughed: "Who wants to fight? Why don't I accompany him instead?"

  Everyone directly ignored him.

  Zhurong burst out laughing on the other side: "After fighting for a few thousand years, it's enough. I want to go back to my tribe and discipline those little guys. Suddenly, playing with the little guys doesn't seem so bad either."

  Gonggong, Qiangliang and other ancestral witches suddenly lit up in front of them, seemingly, it's quite an interesting sight.

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  Zhuang Xiong continued to head east, and from time to time, he couldn't help but think of those twelve ancestral witches. This group of simple and lovely guys sometimes really made it hard for people to hate them. Although they would also be the main characters in the great war to come and would cause a lot of bloodshed, perhaps one day they would even face off against him, but at this moment, he truly couldn't bring himself to hate them like Emperor Taizong did. They were just too simple-minded, relying on their instincts and nature to act, and even in the great war that was to come, many times it felt like they were forced by circumstances and the pride in their bones.

  But said that Zhuang Xiong drove the cloud to the east, but he didn't go more than a hundred million miles before stopping in his tracks. It turned out that Zhuang Xiong was still a road idiot when he was a house man in his previous life, but after arriving at Honghuang, he had three eyes and six ears of divine power, so he naturally wouldn't get lost, but also developed the habit of starting up his divine power to explore from time to time. On this day, he explored an innate array method, which was extremely ingenious, and his interest was greatly aroused. Zhuang Xiong's Taoist practice had already taken shape tens of thousands of years ago, and even when he was bored, he would study other aspects that he was weak in, such as array methods, alchemy, and divination. With Fuxi and Sanqing around, his array method was actually not bad at all, and after being lectured by Hongjun, it could be said to be a master of array methods, but he still hadn't had the opportunity to use it.

  Suddenly, there was an opportunity to learn and apply it, and Zhuang Xiong also became interested for a while. He first counted his fingers, hum, it's a living spirit, not a spiritual treasure? But at this time, what good spiritual treasure is left? A living spirit is just right, can be used as a tea-serving boy, if the talent is still okay, it's not impossible to consider taking him as an apprentice. Many seniors do it this way, can there be any mistake?

  Zhuang Xiong circled around the formation for two rounds, furrowed his brow and calculated for half a day, before suddenly nodding his head. Ah, indeed, directly using brute force to destroy it was still the simplest way. After all the calculations, circling around and going through the motions, there were still many procedures that needed to be followed, truly too much trouble. Where's the fun in just one swing? However, this was a rare chance for him to put his skills into practice, and he also feared hurting the child inside, what if it ended up being mentally handicapped or brain damaged, that would be troublesome. Better to play it safe. Also, so as not to always be laughed at by Fuxi and the others.

  Zhuang Xiong thought to himself, "This is a Five Elements Formation. According to my attributes, it would be best to enter from the Earth element position. Of course, if you insist on saying Water element, that's not wrong either. However, Zhuang Xiong was afraid of conflicting attributes, which might harm the living beings inside. Those are his future disciples, after all! Disciples are almost like a person's face, for example, Town Yuanzi's Qingfeng Mingyue, Laozi's later Jinjiao Yinyue, Hongjun's Huangtian Yaochi, Nüwa's Lingzhuzi, they were all very famous later on. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but be careful, if it were just ordinary disciples like Laozi's two, being born stupid would be fine, but if he accidentally made them stupid, how could he dare to show them off in the future and let people laugh at him?

  Zhuang Xiong walked step by step according to the calculated direction, and from time to time, he would cast a few spells. After more than two hours of fussing about, Zhuang Xiong was already drenched in sweat when the formation finally made a "whoosh" sound, and a wave of spiritual energy spread out, gradually dispersing to reveal what was inside. Zhuang Xiong wiped away his sweat, not bothering to rest, and looked intently ahead, but was suddenly shocked into staring blankly with his mouth agape.

  In the array, there was a dried-up pool with countless mysterious symbols crisscrossing inside, emitting an aura of mystery. A gigantic colorful egg stood in the center, about one zhang (a unit of length) in diameter, with red, green, yellow, black, and white lights swirling on its surface. As the primordial spirit of the earth, Zhuang Xiong naturally recognized that the five-colored lights were the essence of the five elements of the primordial heaven. It was likely that the original pool contained the essence of the five elements, but it had all been absorbed by the giant egg. However, this was not the main point; the key was that no matter which modern person who had passed through the starting point arrived here, they would not recognize it? Wasn't it Kong Xuan, who was known as the invincible one under the saint during the sealing of the gods and was later subdued by Zhuang Xiong? This was truly a great figure! I only wanted to find a child, but why did heaven send me such a great gift?

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel a little bewildered, had he done anything recently that would please Tian Dao and Hong Jun? It didn't seem like it. Lately, he seemed to have been making one foolish mistake after another. Was Tian Dao pleased when he acted foolishly? However, what was he supposed to do with Kong Xuan now? Should he really take him in as a disciple? He seemed a bit old for that, though. Even Hong Jun's disciples hadn't turned out that impressive later on, had they? Nevertheless, after a moment, Zhuang Xiong's mood lifted again. Why couldn't he have an impressive disciple of his own? At worst, if Hong Jun was dissatisfied, he could just take Kong Xuan in as an apprentice instead. Either way, it would be a disciple or apprentice who could bring him considerable benefits.

  Zhuang Xiong, having made up his mind, couldn't just let Kong Xuan stay here. Since the essence of the five elements had already been absorbed and there was no benefit to staying, he said to the egg: "I don't know if you have gained spiritual intelligence or not. I am Xiong Dao Ren, a brother of San Qing and a disciple of Hong Jun. I've decided to take you as my apprentice. Now, let's change your location. Another day, I'll bring you to meet Hong Jun and listen to his teachings, so you can transform early. If you have spiritual intelligence, make a sound; if not, I'll take action." Actually, Zhuang Xiong didn't know if he should say this or not, but seeing the other powerful beings introduce themselves before taking on apprentices, he also did the same.

  Zhuang Xiong finished speaking, but felt a weak divine thought coming from the giant egg. A faint childish voice said: "Do you really know Hong Jun Sheng Ren? Can you take me to listen to his teachings?" Zhuang Xiong was speechless, not expecting the giant egg to respond to him. Although he had prepared for this, it still felt strange. He didn't expect that either during Hong Jun's ascension or later when the three thousand guests at the Zi Xuan Palace spread the news too widely, even an egg sealed in an array would know about his divine powers. This publicity effect was a bit too good, wasn't it? Although Zhuang Xiong was speechless, he still gave the giant egg a definite answer.

  He saw the giant egg and heard his reply, lightly nodded, Zhuang Xiong hurriedly took out the Qian Kun fan, gently swept it, and put the giant egg into the space of the Qian Kun fan. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a voice coming from afar: "Fellow Taoist, please stay."