Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends
Chapter 130 - 129, Selection of Law Enforcement Team Members

Chapter 130: Chapter 129, Selection of Law Enforcement Team Members

Qiong Xiao asked with confusion, "Elder sister, what are you thinking about?"

Bixiao smiled slightly and said, "I need you all to do something for me."

"What is it?"

"Go and take a set of Cloud Clothes to Senior Brother Duobao and say that I, on behalf of Bai Jin, have expelled more than ten fellow disciples on his command. It was only later that I learned these disciples had once listened to the teachings of our eldest brother and now are fearful and uneasy, not daring to visit. Thus, I’m sending this set of Cloud Clothes as an apology. Remember, the apology must be made publicly in front of everyone."

Qiong Xiao’s eyes widened, and she said unhappily, "Why should we? Why should we bow our heads? The elder brother’s handling was correct, and even Bai Jin has spoken in favor of our eldest brother before our Master."

Bixiao reached out to sweep a strand of Qiong Xiao’s hair that had fallen onto her forehead back behind her ear, and said kindly, "Go ahead! Otherwise, there will be trouble for our eldest brother."

Qiong Xiao, dejected, said, "Fine!" Then suddenly turned her head and called out, "Little sister, where are you going?"

Not far away, Yun Xiao was sneaking off to the side with a bent back and tiptoeing steps, having already escaped ten meters away.

Upon hearing Qiong Xiao’s shout, Yun Xiao stiffened, and turning her head to glance back, she screamed, "If you want to go, you go, I’m not going!" and instantly transformed into a streak of light that shot up into the sky.

"Don’t run away~" Qiong Xiao cried out sharply, turning into a red light and chasing after her.

Watching the two of them playfully chase after each other and leave, Bixiao’s smile gradually faded, and she slightly furrowed her brows. After the public apology, Senior Brother Duobao would not press our eldest brother for the time being, to avoid being labeled as petty. But this measure could only protect our eldest brother for a while. What comes next would still depend on Bai Jin. In the end, it’s their contest that matters; my little schemes have no influence on the grand scheme of things.

...

Inside the Bird’s Nest, Bai Jin examined the clothing in front of him. No matter how he looked at it, something felt odd. Even though the clothes and pants weren’t missing any parts, they just seemed off. In his past life, it was understandable not to know how to make clothes, but now that he’s become an Immortal, how could he still not know?!

Suddenly a voice rang out, "Zhao Gongming requests an audience with Senior Brother!"

Bai Jin waved his hand, collecting the badly made clothes, and with his hands behind his back, he walked out of the Artifact Refining Room, saying, "Come in!"

Zhao Gongming passed through a layer of light curtain and entered the splendid Bird’s Nest. His eyes instantly fell on the white-robed Bai Jin. He strode forward a few steps, bowed deeply, and said, "Zhao Gongming pays respects to Senior Brother!"

Bai Jin returned the gesture with a bow, saying cheerfully, "Junior brother, there’s no need for such formality."

Standing up straight, Zhao Gongming spoke with emotion, "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Bai Jin replied with amusement, "What are you thanking me for? Suddenly coming to express gratitude like this makes me, as your senior brother, feel somewhat uneasy! If there’s anything you need, just say it. I will do my best to help."

"Senior Brother, there’s no need to hide it anymore. I know all about what you’ve done. You’ve spoken highly of me in front of Master, and even as the Outer Disciple Leader, you’ve given me a gift. But I, but I, your junior brother, am truly ashamed. Rest assured, Senior Brother, with the way you’ve treated me, I will certainly follow all your commands in the future," Zhao Gongming said with sincere emotions.

So, it was about this matter. But all he wanted was to get rid of the responsibility of being the Outer Disciple Leader!

Bai Jin said with righteousness, "Junior brother, there’s no need to thank me. You possess great virtue, how could I turn a blind eye? Uncovering talents within the sect is also the duty of me as the Outer Disciple Leader."

Zhao Gongming called out emotionally, "Senior Brother!"

"Junior Brother!" The two clasped hands, their brotherly affection flowing between them.

Zhao Gongming looked around with excitement and said, "Senior brother, is there anything I can help you with in the future? Just tell me directly. How about I start by cleaning up the Tao Palace for you?"

"The Tao Palace has self-cleaning capabilities, there’s no need for cleaning."

"Then I’ll prepare some food for you."

"I’m not hungry yet!"

"I’ll go and..."

"Junior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

Bai Jin sincerely said, "I have a favor to ask of you, junior brother."

"Just say the word, senior brother."

"Do you know of Kong Xuan, Feathered Immortal, Wuyun Immortal, Golden Ring Immortal, and others?"

Zhao Gongming thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "These people are all quite low-profile, I’m not familiar with them."

"I’d like to trouble you, junior brother, to go and make contact with them and establish a good relationship."

"Senior brother, is something the matter?"

"Master has a task for you all. For now, just interact with each other. I’ll inform you about the specific task later."

"Alright, I’ll follow your instructions, senior brother. I’ll go find them now." Zhao Gongming turned and strode enthusiastically outwards.

Bai Jin continued back to the Artifact Refining Hall to craft uniforms, thinking about how difficult it really was to make clothes. Could it be that I lack the talent to become a fashion designer? I refuse to accept that! I, Bai Jin, am favored by a Saint; how could I possibly fail at making a mere piece of clothing?!

Dang~

Dang~

Dang~

...

The next morning, three bell tolls suddenly rang out, and tens of thousands of Jie Sect Disciples converged on Golden Turtle Island from all directions, like a multitude of birds returning to their nest.

Moments later, a large gathering of disciples congregated inside Biyou Palace, with Lord Duobao, Wudang Saint Mother, Golden Spirit Saint Mother, and Gui Ling Saint Mother, the four prominent Inner Sect Disciples, sitting in the front row. Bai Jin alone sat in the second row, and the other Outer Disciples were seated behind him. Aside from a few who were in secluded cultivation, the rest had all arrived, and the great hall fell into complete silence.

Without a sound, the figure of the Tongtian Sect Master appeared in the main seat. Without uttering a word, he waved his large hand, and in an instant, space and time twisted, transporting everyone above Buzhou Mountain.

At this moment, Buzhou Mountain was filled with the sound of rolling thunder and an air of murderous intent pervading heaven and earth. The sky was churning with dark clouds, beneath which countless members of the Demon Clan swarmed.

Beneath them, the land was covered by the Witch Clan, with numerous Witch Clan powerhouses revealing their true forms, each resembling a terrifying Demon God.

At the forefront of the Witch Clan was none other than the eleven Ancestor Witches, with Emperor Jiang Ancestor Witch appearing like a yellow sack, his body engulfed in red flames, with six legs and four wings, a formidable figure without a face - the Space Ancestor Witch.

Zhu Jiuyin Ancestor Witch was a red dragon, its winding body stretching for ten thousand miles, with a human head and disheveled hair, and within each of its eyes was a disc representing the wheel of time - the Time Ancestor Witch.

Ju Mang Ancestor Witch had the body of a bird and the face of a human, covered in verdant green, with two dragons roaring beneath his feet – the Wood Ancestor Witch.

...

Gonggong Ancestor Witch, with a python-head and human body, draped in black scales, his feet stepping on a Black Dragon, hands wrapped in a green python, and beneath him a surging great river – the Water Ancestor Witch.

The eleven Ancestor Witches led tens of thousands of their kin, looking up at Buzhou Mountain with eyes filled with the will to fight and determination.

Above the cloud head of Buzhou Mountain, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Fu Xi, Bai Ze, and other Demon Saints led the Demon Clan, overseeing the Witch Clan from above.

The horrid and terrifying aura permeating the atmosphere before the great battle affected some Jie Sect Disciples, making their faces pale and filled with fear. Others had eyes red as a sea of blood, their expressions ferocious. Only a few Jie Sect Disciples stood unwavering like mountains, their eyes also reflecting a solemn hue.

In the mid-air of Buzhou Mountain, Emperor Jiang Ancestor Witch let out a muffled shout, "Kill!"

A black long banner rose against the wind, fluttering loudly, emitting an endless ominous aura.

"Kill~"

"Kill~"

"Kill~"

...

Boom~ The ground trembled, and tens of thousands of Witch Clan members leaped at once, landing thunderously on Buzhou Mountain, their feet stomping down the mountainside as they charged toward the cloud head above.