Seeing the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery walking out with happy faces, the group of Senior Sorcerers hurriedly shouted in unison.
"Congratulations on breaking through to the Ancestral Sorcerer Realm!"
As the leader of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Emperor Jiang nodded with a smile.
"Did anything major happen during our seclusion?"”
Hearing this, all the other Senior Magi shook their heads. Only Senior Magus Feng Bo suddenly stood up.
"Yes, Count of the Wind, why are you injured? What happened?”
Emperor Jiang quickly discovered the problem and asked.
Count of the Wind told him what had happened.
Feng Bo finished his words.
The Grand Wizard Zhurong was furious." Great! A Mixed Hair Bird of the Demon Race dared to injure a Grand Wizard of our Sorcerer Tribe! I'll kill it now!"”
As soon as Zhurong finished speaking, Grand Wizard Tian Wu also said angrily,"A Zenith Heaven demon dared to injure Count of the Wind. He deserves to be killed!”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery nodded in agreement.
After all, in their eyes, the demons were just food for the witches.
Only Grand Wizard Houtu shook his head.
"What's wrong, Sister Houtu? Is there a problem?”
The Grand Wizard Houtu smiled and said," According to Feng Bo, that Golden-winged Roc is already a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. It was still taken in as a mount. I'm afraid that Taoist's cultivation is not low."
I think it's better to avoid trouble. Count of the Wind was only slightly injured. Moreover, since the other party didn't chase after him, we don't have to be too calculative.”
The words of the Grand Wizard Houtu immediately made the other Grand Wizards frown.
Zhurong even said directly,"Sister, you're just too good-natured.
"So what if that Daoist's cultivation isn't low? Now that the twelve of us have broken through to the Quasi-Sage Realm, do we still have to be afraid of a small Daoist?"
We can't just let this matter go. Otherwise, how can our Wu Tribe rule the Untainted Land in the future?”
"How can we just let it go after injuring Count of the Wind? Sister Houtu, don't worry about it.”
Ancestor of Sorcery Tian Wu said. After all, Count of the Wind was a Great Sorcerer under him, so he was not willing to let it go.
At the same time, as the leader of all the Ancestors of Sorcery, Emperor Jiang said coldly,""We can let go of the Daoist who tamed the Golden-Winged Roc, but the Golden-Winged Roc must die! To be on the safe side, let Zhurong and Tian Wu handle this matter."
Seeing the Grand Wizard Di Jiang say so, a trace of helplessness flashed in Houtu's eyes.
Moreover, since Zhurong and Tian Wu had taken action, no matter how strong the Daoist was, they could ensure that nothing would go wrong, so they didn't say anything else.
As for Grand Wizard Tian Wu, after hearing Emperor Jiang's words, he asked Count of the Wind for directions and flew out.
As an Ancestor of Sorcery who had mastered the Wind Law and had broken through to the Quasi-Sage Realm, Tian Wu's speed was naturally very fast.
"Wait for me!"
After Tian Wu flew away, Zhurong shouted and followed.
……
Just as the Grand Wizard Zhurong and Tian Wu rushed over to kill Peng Yu.
Xuan, who was hurrying through the Wilderness, suddenly had a thought.
"Stop."
Then, Xuan had Pengyu stop.
At the same time, the system's voice sounded in Xuan's mind.
"Detected that the Sorcerer Tribe's Ancestral Sorcerer Zhurong and Tian Wu are about to arrive and hunt down the host's new mount, Peng Yu. The host can make the following choices:
"Option 1: Leave it alone and let the Ancestral Sorcerer kill Peng Yu. Reward host with a drop of Pangu blood essence."
Option 2: Persuade the Grand Wizard verbally to protect Peng Yu. Reward host with one million merit points.
Option 3: Fight the Ancestral Sorcerer and protect Peng Yu. Reward: Connate supreme-grade spirit treasure, Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.”
Looking at the three options given by the system, Xuan decided to choose three without thinking.
Option 1. Forget about one drop of Pangu's blood essence, even if it was ten drops, he wouldn't let the ancestor of sorcery kill Pengyu in front of him. Otherwise, he, Xuan, wouldn't have any face in the future.
As for the second option, what was verbal persuasion? Was there any reason in the Primordial World?
Coincidentally, he also wanted to test his current physical strength compared to that of the Grand Wizard to see who was stronger.
Ever since he cultivated the Primordial Great Dao Scripture, he had not really fought with anyone.
As for the Primordial Great Dao Scripture, it was a cultivation technique that improved one's cultivation and physical body at the same time.
While his internal world was evolving, his body was also constantly being tempered.
When the small chiliocosm in his body evolved into a middle chiliocosm, his physical body would be comparable to a Connate cardinal treasure.
After all, if his body was too weak, how could he withstand the pressure of the internal world?
Just like that, Xuan sat cross-legged on Pengyu and waited quietly.
Even though Pengyu didn't know why Xuan stopped, as a mount, he naturally understood that it was enough as long as he listened.
A few days later, two extremely powerful auras approached.
Xuan slowly opened his eyes.
However, Peng Yu was a little frightened because he could sense that it was the Sorcerer Tribe's aura. With such a powerful aura, it could only be the Sorcerer Tribe's Ancestral Sorcerer.
At the same time, he understood why Xuan had asked him to stop.
He couldn't help but feel a deep respect for Xuan.
After all, Xuan had told him to stop a few days ago. Didn't that mean that Xuan had known a few days ago that a witch was coming?
However, the first sentence that the two Ancestors of Sorcery had just rushed over almost scared Peng Yu half to death.
"Daoist Wuna, your mount has injured a Grand Wizard of our Sorcerer Tribe. Hand over your mount and leave quickly.”
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