Martial Uncle, Martial Uncle...

Many powerful figures were furious to see Xuanbao's silver tongue, but they couldn't do anything about it.

Xuanbao is considered a junior, while everyone else in the hall is of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones. Moreover, the Three Pure Ones are among the most powerful beings in the prehistoric world, so they should be given face.

However, at this moment, Xuanbao looked at the guests from Zixiao Palace, whose eyes were practically spitting fire at him, but Xuanbao was not flustered at all. He had the Three Pure Ones behind him, so he was not afraid at all.

Moreover, when you're out in the world, you have to earn your own respect. If you're weak and easily bullied, you'll disgrace your master, the Three Pure Ones.

Moreover, Xuanbao's personality meant he couldn't back down. When he saw one of the Taoists with a dark complexion, he couldn't help but want to make a move. Xuanbao even added fuel to the fire by giving the dark-faced Taoist the middle finger.

Although many powerful figures didn't know what giving the middle finger meant, everyone could see that Xuanbao's middle finger gesture was indeed very annoying and definitely not a compliment!

The dark-skinned Taoist was furious, but his already dark face turned even darker. There was nothing he could do; he couldn't defeat the Three Pure Ones, so he had to swallow his anger and turn his head to the other side, refusing to look at Xuanbao.

Seeing his victory, Xuanbao felt bored and pouted. He thought to himself, "I heard that Hongjun preaches for 3000 years at a time. I've only been born for a little over 1000 years. How am I supposed to endure such a long time?" He was troubled.

Suddenly, Xuanbao had a flash of inspiration and thought of something. The powerful figures in Zixiao Palace were all his elders. How could elders not give gifts when meeting juniors?

This is really too much! Xuanbao, who was feeling troubled, instantly recovered. He couldn't help it; being a little greedy, he could collect treasures forever and never get bored.

As he spoke, Xuanbao turned his gaze to Nuwa, who had been chatting with him earlier.

Nuwa, who was speechless after being choked by Xuanbao, saw that this annoying boy was looking at her again, and asked him out of curiosity.

"You infuriating brat, what's the matter?" Nuwa's tone was not good, and her eyes were fierce as she looked at Xuanbao.

"Ahem, it's all a misunderstanding. My junior disciple was just joking, hahaha."

Seeing Nuwa's look as if she were looking at an idiot, Xuanbao quickly changed the subject, "Uncle-Master must be Nuwa, right? My master always said that you are very beautiful and one of the most powerful women in the prehistoric world. Now that I have seen you, I feel that my master was too conservative. Aunt-Master Nuwa is truly beautiful and powerful. If you say you are second in the prehistoric world, who would dare to say they are first? I would be the first to disagree."

Just as Xuanbao was spouting nonsense, he successfully attracted the attention of several powerful women. They might say that if you say Nuwa is powerful, they won't argue with you, but if you say Nuwa is the most beautiful, they'll have a lot to say about it.

Tongtian, on the other hand, was full of questions. "When did I say these things to you? He's slandering me!" But looking at Xuanbao's eyes, which were smiling like a wolf in sheep's clothing, he wondered, "What is a wolf in sheep's clothing?"

Never mind him, but I'm afraid Xuanbao is up to something. His mouth is as sweet as honey, but he's definitely up to no good.

Nuwa, who was being praised, blushed a little. How should I put it? She was overjoyed to be praised. Any woman would feel secretly pleased when she heard someone praise her beauty, unless you are not a woman, it's the same everywhere.

Waving her hand, Nuwa said, "Don't tease me, nephew." She then readily acknowledged Xuanbao as her nephew, completely forgetting that she had just been tricked by him.

As he spoke, he took out a low-grade innate spiritual treasure and handed it to Xuanbao, saying, "Ahem, as this is our first meeting as elders, please consider this spiritual treasure a small gift."

Xuanbao never expected Nuwa to be so accommodating. Before he could even ask for it, she had already stuffed a gift into his hands, and it was a primordial spiritual treasure.

Although it's only a low-grade one, Xuanbao doesn't mind. Nonsense, in the prehistoric world, there are plenty of powerful beings without spiritual treasures. Let alone low-grade innate spiritual treasures, even those with acquired spiritual treasures are fighting fiercely. Who are you looking at? I'm talking to you, Kunpeng.

After receiving the innate spiritual treasure, Xuanbao showered Nuwa with compliments, making her almost lose her bearings. She nearly started taking more spiritual treasures out, but fortunately, Fuxi behind her reacted quickly and pulled Nuwa back to reality.

Seeing that Nuwa Xuanbao's eyes were gradually regaining their clarity, he knew that he probably wouldn't get any benefits. He glared at Fuxi behind Nuwa, praised Nuwa Xuanbao a few more times, and then turned his gaze to Fuxi.

Uncle-Master, I think you are the same...

Fuxi: ...

Hearing Xuanbao praising himself endlessly, Fuxi was not happy at all. Knowing that Xuanbao was good at talking, he simply took out a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure and threw it to Xuanbao, then turned his head away to avoid seeing it and getting annoyed.

Xuanbao's actions shocked the 3000 powerful figures present. Even the Three Pure Ones felt that Xunbao was a bit shameless, but in the end they didn't say anything. Making money is nothing to be ashamed of.

Especially Jieyin and Zhunti, who were sitting on the last two prayer cushions, were so envious that their penises turned purple.

With a sorrowful expression, Zhunti looked down at his senior brother. "Senior brother, why didn't we think of that? If we had known that we could let the juniors receive a gift, we would have brought at least a hundred or eighty disciples to fight against the local tycoons in the Eastern Continent."

But by this point it was too late. I might even lose some of my own money today. The West is so difficult. When will the West ever prosper?

Meanwhile, the guide was looking at Xuanbao with shining eyes, almost as if he was about to say that this boy was destined to be with the West.

Having received a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure from Fuxi, Xuanbao didn't mind. He thought, "Don't underestimate the power of an acquired spiritual treasure; it's no less powerful than an innate one."

However, innate spiritual treasures all possess an indestructible spiritual light, and will recover on their own if damaged. Moreover, innate spiritual treasures can also be used to sever corpses, which is something that acquired spiritual treasures cannot match.

Next, the entire gang turned their attention to Jieyin and Zhunti. After looking at them for a while, they thought for a moment and then looked back at Dijun and Taiyi, who were clearly wealthy.

Don't ask why, Xuanbao can recognize Dijun and Taiyi. There's no way around it, Dijun and Taiyi are dressed in glittering gold and embroidered with three-legged golden crows, anyone can recognize them.

Uncle-Master, I can tell you have an extraordinary bearing; you must be a hero from the primordial era…

Di Jun: ...

Taiyi:……

All the great masters: ……

In this way, Xuanbao acquired two more mid-grade acquired spiritual treasures.

And so, Xuanbao kept praising and asking for things, until some of the extras Xuanbao couldn't even remember the names of. He would just raise his hands and stop acting altogether, directly asking for things. The extras were so angry that they were furious, but in the end, they reluctantly took out some things and threw them to Xuanbao. Hmph, consider it feeding the dog.

They received more and more things. Those with strength gave them a piece of acquired spiritual treasure, while those without strength gave them some innate spiritual materials and spiritual fruits. Among them, they also received two ginseng fruits, which were given by Zhenyuan Daxian of Wuzhuang Temple. His good friend Hongyun also gave him one.

In the end, Xuanbao made a huge profit. Of course, the most unhappy people were the few who were ignored by Xuanbao.

Introduction: ...

Zhunti: ...

Kunpeng: ...

Xuanbao knew they were poor, so he simply ignored them and didn't bother to speak.

They wanted all 3000 people except for the three of them. They should have been happy, but suddenly they felt out of place.