F * ck, it was the worst to fight against the Sorcerer Tribe without a magic treasure.
Even if he had succeeded in cultivating the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art, it would be difficult for him to gain an advantage in terms of physical strength. The skin of the Sorcerer Tribe was too tough.
If you hit him a few times, he would be fine. If he hit you, you would be in pain for a long time.
"Hahaha, great, great! Fellow Daoist, I'm here!"
The mountain dock that had been shaken away laughed loudly and charged up again.
Just as Su Chen was about to counterattack, there was a fluctuation in the space beside him. Two people appeared.
One of them held a horsetail whisk and wore a white Daoist robe. His hair and beard were white, and his face was like a statue. There was no expression on his face.
The other person was wearing a golden robe. From afar, one could feel a towering and domineering aura coming from him.
This person placed his hands behind his back and sized Su Chen up with a scrutinizing gaze, as if he wanted to see through him completely.
Su Chen was shocked. He realized that under the gazes of these two people, all his secrets seemed to be seen through.
No way.
Su Chen secretly guessed the identities of the two people. He was dumbfounded. Why were these two big shots here?
"The human race's Su Chen greets Saint Taiqing and Saint Yuqing.”
When Laozi and Heavenly Lord Yuanshi appeared, Su Chen could not care less about the battle with the mountain dock. He turned around and bowed to the two of them.
Laozi nodded slightly. Primordial Heaven Supreme said,"Hmm, not bad."
Not bad?
What was not bad?
Before Su Chen could figure it out, he noticed that something was wrong behind him. His eyelids twitched. F * ck, do you want to die? A saint is here, and you're still fighting!!
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, Su Chen was sent flying. He only stopped after crashing into countless mountains.
This damn mountain dock didn't care about martial virtue!!
He actually ambushed me.
"Um."
The mountain dock sent Su Chen flying. Only then did it notice the existence of Laozi and Heavenly Lord Yuanshi. It was stunned.
Of course, he knew the high and mighty Saint. However, he did not understand why the Saint had suddenly appeared. He did not even notice it.
Su Chen clearly did not know what the Three Pure Ones looked like. He could only guess their identities based on his own guesses. He quickly bowed and acted appropriately.
Not to mention Laozi, even Primordial Heaven Supreme, who was usually the most picky and concerned about these things, could not find any fault.
That was why he said not bad.
Who knew that before the two of them started, Su Chen was sent flying.
Laozi and Honored Lord of the Origin's faces darkened. They looked at the dumbstruck mountain dock in front of them. Laozi closed his eyes and was too lazy to speak.
This was indeed the Sorcerer Tribe!
Primordial Heaven Supreme was so angry that his expression changed. He said angrily,"As expected, it can't be educated!"
The Sorcerer Tribe was still the same Sorcerer Tribe!
What should I do?
Shanwu was a little flustered. That's not right. He didn't seem to have done anything!
Thinking of this, Shan Wu ignored Primordial Heaven Supreme and said indifferently,
"I'm from the Sorcerer Tribe's mountain dock. Greetings, Saints.”
It was impossible for the people of the Sorcerer Tribe to give a grand gift to the Sage. Their Supreme Pangu would only give a grand gift to Pangu and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. The others could forget about it.
Even Hongjun did not have such treatment, let alone Laozi and Heavenly Lord Yuanshi.
"You!"
Ignoring the existence of the saints was one thing, but he bowed to himself and his father and even nodded indifferently. It was all over with just a sentence. Aren't you people of the Sorcerer Tribe too arrogant?
Primordial Heaven Supreme was furious.
" Cough cough!!"
It was simply suicide.
He got up and shook off the dust on his body. Su Chen transformed back and looked at the mountain dock's indifferent attitude towards Laozi and Heavenly Lord Yuanshi. He knew that things would be serious.
Laozi couldn't be bothered, but Heavenly Lord Yuanshi was different. He would feel embarrassed.
It was not a small matter to make Primordial Heaven Supreme feel embarrassed.
"The Sorcerer Tribe naturally welcomes the presence of the Saints. However, why would a dignified Saint make things difficult for an ordinary member of the Sorcerer Tribe?”
The space was torn apart, and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery appeared. Emperor Jiang took the lead and walked in front to protect the mountain dock. The other Ancestors of Sorcery stood behind him and confronted the Honored Lord of the Origin.
They admitted that Saints were powerful.
However, you want to bully the people of the Sorcerer Tribe just because you're powerful? We, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, will never agree to it.
They wouldn't directly start fighting, right?
The corner of Su Chen's mouth twitched. With the personalities of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, they were both explosive barrels.
They might really start fighting. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were not a match for the Saints, but they would not admit defeat when facing the Saints.
Otherwise, the people of the Sorcerer Tribe would not be called Iron Head Babies.
The atmosphere instantly became heated. The smell of gunpowder between Heavenly Lord Yuanshi and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery became stronger and stronger.
"Enough."
At the critical moment, I spoke.
"It's understandable that you can't stop during a battle. It's not that you're ignoring the Saints.”
I'm here to take in disciples, so I naturally won't fight with the Sorcerer Tribe for no reason.
Besides, they still needed to borrow the strength of the Wizard Tribe for their next plan.
I don't want to ruin my relationship with the Sorcerer Tribe at this time, even though there's no favor between the two sides.
"The Sage is perceptive."
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery relaxed, and Emperor Jiang smiled.
"I wonder why the Sage has come here. If there is anything that the Sorcerer Tribe can help with, the Sorcerer Tribe will definitely not decline.”
Since I gave him face, Emperor Jiang naturally wouldn't hold on to it.
When it was time to give them a way out, they had to give them a way out.
They were reckless, but they were not stupid.
There was no benefit in going against a Saint. If he had the time, he might as well think about how to deal with the demons.
Laozi shook his head slightly and glanced at the furious Heavenly Lord Yuanshi.
Seeing this, Primordial Heaven Supreme could only give up. He snorted and did not speak anymore. This matter was over.
"I'm Tai Qing Saint Laozi, the first disciple of Dao Ancestor, the leader of the Three Pure Ones, and the Sect Master of the Tribe of Humanity. Are you willing to join me and become a disciple of the Tribe of Humanity?”
"Me?"
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