This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 905 - 458: Plotting for the Human Race's Three Sovereigns!

Great Wilderness, Human Race Tribe.

The slightly scheming Demon Ancestor Luo Hou was chasing Hao Tian all over the hills and valleys, giving the little fellow a good beating.

Xuanqing had already constructed the Spirit Realm, and upon returning to the Great Wilderness and seeing this scene, he stood under the willow tree with a laugh.

"Daoist, does nurturing this new Heavenly Emperor really require the personal guidance of you two Supremes?" said the willow tree at the village entrance.

Immortal Yang Mei tactfully remarked, "Actually, with me here watching, it should suffice, after all, Hao Tian is also a student of our Yujing Academy."

"As the Dean, I have the duty to teach him!"

Being Hong Jun's best partner, Yang Mei had actually long noticed the problem with Hao Tian.

However, thinking that they were all founders of the Immortal Dao and having worked together for countless ages, Yang Mei graciously did not report it to the Heavenly Dao Committee.

Even after passing on the Immortal Dao heritage to The Three Pure Ones, he did not disclose any information about Hao Tian.

Upon seeing Hao Tian's reincarnation, with the intention of safeguarding an old friend and recording the black history, Yang Mei had been keeping an eye on him.

Now it has been through nine lives.

In these nine lives, Hao Tian has reincarnated into different worlds.

Sometimes as a prince, sometimes as an immortal, sometimes a bird in the sky, sometimes a beast on the ground...

And now, this is the tenth life.

Yang Mei originally intended to enter the scene himself and partake in Hao Tian's reincarnated life.

But then, Luo Hou came.

Then, Xuanqing also came.

Considering their grudges with Hong Jun, Yang Mei felt that this life of Hao Tian was destined to be tumultuous.

"Daoist, don't overthink it; neither Luo Hou Daoist nor I harbor any ill intentions."

With a smile, Xuanqing looked at Immortal Yang Mei and said, "The new Heavenly Emperor is crucial to the welfare of the Three Realms of Primordial and All Heavens."

"We're here to guard this by necessity."

"All of this is for Hao Tian!"

"I hope so..." Yang Mei said, half doubtful.

Actually, he was more inclined to believe that Xuanqing was retaliating for the past incident in Taixu Country.

Back then, Hong Jun and Yang Mei "happened" to have incarnations exploring the Taixu World, and they "coincidentally" met Xuanqing's reincarnation.

As a result, the two immortals transformed into the Taixu Emperor and Taixu National Master, carefully mentoring [Ah Xuan].

Now, after three hundred Primordial Meetings in the east and three hundred in the west,

Xuanqing is returning the favor of this destiny.

Yang Mei could only be grateful that he wasn't harmed, otherwise, he'd have a share in this destiny too.

"Master, Master, if you don't save me, Grandpa Clan Leader is going to beat me to death!"

Hao Tian screamed like a little whirlwind, rushing over.

First, he circled the big tree thrice to the left, then thrice to the right.

Then, baring eight shiny white teeth, he crisply shouted.

"Master, you're the fairest in all directions!"

In an instant, green mist surged, light and fog mingled, and auspicious colors stretched thousands of miles.

A divine entity appeared.

Yang Mei pinched a piece of a twig, emitting a treasure-like glow like an Order Divine Chain, and lashed at Hao Tian.

Smack!

"Ow~"

With a crisp sound and a howl,

the little baby, clutching his butt, hopped around.

Seeing Yang Mei's hand rise again, Hao Tian was so frightened he yelled repeatedly.

"Master, I was wrong, I won't recklessly chant spells again!"

But Yang Mei didn't stop, giving Hao Tian two more lashes before finally ceasing.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Hao Tian felt the pain, huffing and puffing on a stone bench.

Yang Mei shook his head and sat down nearby.

"Daoist, have a seat as well." Yang Mei looked towards the void beside them.

Xuanqing stepped into reality, appearing before Hao Tian.

"Eh? Who are you?" Hao Tian blinked his round eyes, looking up at the suddenly appeared Xuanqing.

Seeing him in a mysterious robe, with ink-black hair cascading like a waterfall, eyebrows shaped like swords, eyes sparkling like stars, and an ever-present elegant smile on his face.

"I am a friend of your master."

His voice gentle, making others feel at peace.

Hao Tian felt at ease, thinking Xuanqing must be a kind person.

"A friend of the master, then you must be a senior?" Hao Tian smiled.

He ceremoniously saluted, "Dear senior, it's our first meeting, if there's any lack of manners, please forgive me."

Xuanqing chuckled, "Little friend, not only lively but also so well-behaved, a rarity."

"So the senior has been here all along..."

Thinking of himself being chased and running around just now, Hao Tian instantly felt a little embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head, his face showing a shy expression.

Seeing Hao Tian being so respectful in front of Xuanqing, Yang Mei was extremely surprised.

"I have some scriptures here, perfect for you, let it be a meeting gift."

Then, Xuanqing pointed a finger on Hao Tian's forehead.

Hao Tian didn't dodge.

"Daluo Immortal Scripture, Thunder Emperor Scripture, Xuan Yu Demon Fetus Scripture..."

Receiving several Daoist Collections he'd never seen before, Hao Tian was overjoyed.

Looking at Xuanqing, his gaze became much more enthusiastic.

"Thank you, senior!" Hao Tian's gaze upon Xuanqing became much more ardent, calling him senior joyfully.

Soon after, Hao Tian rummaged in the Green Leaf Space and pulled out a handful of pitch-black spikes. They seemed heavy, each a foot long, unlike any known metal.

"Master, can you help me forge these into a Spiritual Treasure? As hand spikes, they're quite handy, or make them into arrows if that doesn't work!" Hao Tian shamelessly pleaded.

Yang Mei saw the neatly cut ends of the spikes and was a little surprised, "Are these the stingers of some exotic bee species?"

Hao Tian's eyes sparkled and he said, "Master, your Wisdom Eye is truly insightful, these were indeed acquired from a hive. Last time I was chased by these mountain bees for quite a while, I remembered them, so I taught them a lesson this time by the way.

"But don't worry, Master, I didn't overdo it."

"The clan members say if you pull out a bee's stinger directly, it'll die. Being kind-hearted, I didn't pull them out directly; instead, I used sharp scissors to cut off their stingers one by one.