Wait a minute, where is my master?

Jin Xu, upon hearing this, praised the statement.

Then, a few of them stepped onto the beast skin carpet.

After Little White's second uncle and the one-eyed stout man told them to take care of the house, a burst of Spiritual Power entered the carpet under their feet. Instantly, a luminous shield appeared and the flying artifact sped directly towards the distant bald peak.

Midway,

The second uncle was the first to break the silence.

"Now at West Pole Peak, although it seems calm on the surface and even all tribes have set aside their past disputes and chosen to coexist peacefully, in actuality, all the tribes from the Demon Realm who have come here are facing a brutal competition," he said.

He said this and sighed deeply before turning to confirm with the little Taoist.

"Little Taoist, my sixth brother just sent a message saying that one of your purposes for coming here is to help the Demon Realm overcome the impending disaster. Is that true?"

"It is indeed true, and furthermore we are here not only to aid the Demon Realm but also to assist the Nine Provinces,"

Jin Xu responded warmly.

When Little White's second uncle heard that their purpose in coming here was not solely to save the Demon Realm but also to help the Nine Provinces, he slightly lowered his guard. Rather than believing they were the compassionate Great Master prophesied by the Old Priest, he preferred to believe they were here driven by some ulterior motive.

However, the next moment, the words from Jin Xu confused him again.

The little Taoist detailed to him the need for the Nine Provinces to reabsorb various fragmented small worlds in order to overcome the tribulations.

After hearing this, a fleeting look of astonishment crossed Xue Yi's eyes.

Then, he feigned contemplation as he spoke.

"Although the Origin signalled a warning, it didn't reveal any specifics about the great disaster. It's unexpected that this calamity would transform from a blessing, truly embodying the saying that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.

"However…"

Xue Yi said, suddenly changing his tone, his eyes seriously fixed on Jin Xu as if trying to discern some insight from him, and continued.

"If the calamity has only the solution you mentioned, then I'm afraid the event organized by the Origin Delegates is greatly problematic."

At this moment, Jin Xu saw the other looking at him and kept the same expression he had while explaining, calmly looking into eyes the same color as Little White's.

A slight smile appeared on his lips as he said,

"In my opinion, this event organized by the Origin indeed has many oddities. Also, second uncle, when you mentioned the brutal competition among the tribes earlier, were you referring to the event currently taking place on West Pole Peak?"

Though Jin Xu was currently on the beast skin carpet, his Spiritual Sense had already spread into the high-reaching peak of the mountain.

In his conversation with Xue Yi, he could distinctly observe through his Spiritual Sense, at the very top of the mountain, three colossal platforms floating mid-air.

On each platform, thousands of Demon Clan members with different appearances were sitting cross-legged, seemingly enduring some pain.

Occasionally, Demon Clan cultivators unable to bear the pain would fall backwards, fainting.

Then, outside the platform, Demon Clan with black feathers would appear, using iron chains with hooks to drag the fainted cultivators away.

Xue Yi was slightly startled upon hearing this; he was being cautious in his probing, but the other party had bluntly laid it all out.

Was this little Taoist so outspoken?

Even if you are a follower of Senior Chi, also the prophesied one by the Old Priest,

you still came questioning the Demon Realm's Origin...

As Little White's second uncle was internally struggling on how to respond, he heard the little Taoist in front of him continue speaking.

"Second uncle, you might as well tell me what this event is all about."

Before Jin Xu saw the scene at West Pole Peak, he had just suspected that the Demon Realm Origin's warning and the grand assembly organized by the Origin Delegates might have problems.

But at that time, he didn't dare to be certain. After all, what if the Origin of the Demon Realm indeed had an extraordinary talent and had developed some miraculous method of Crossing Tribulation?

Now, however, he was one hundred percent sure that this so-called gathering for self-rescue definitely had problems.

After all,

"Abusing wild animals" on the arena surely would not affect the cosmic tides descending from beyond the realm.

"As I just mentioned, although the World Origin warned all tribes of the Demon Realm, it did not specify what the calamity would actually be.

"Before calling us here, the Origin Delegate had given revelations to the leaders of each clan, saying that this calamity was extraordinary,

"Even though It did not wish to see the living creatures of the Demon Realm suffer, due to Its own lack of power, It could only protect five Demon Clans entirely unscathed at most.

"For the other clans, It could only bestow some techniques and treasures. When the calamity descends, how many could survive would depend on the clan's fortune and fate.

"Moreover, because the living beings within the realm are becoming stronger, the World Origin will also strengthen. Therefore, before the final test arrives, It will command the Origin Delegate to fully supply the Cultivators of all clans who have come to West Pole Peak with what they need for Cultivation.

"In hopes that when facing the calamity, everyone's chances will be a bit greater,"

Upon hearing Xue Yi finish, a flicker of understanding passed through Jin Xu's eyes.

So the act of "abusing wild animals" on the arena was actually some form of Cultivation?

But that didn't make sense either. Even if you help the beings of our realm accelerate their Cultivation, your essence is still just a broken Small World Origin.

Such an enhancement, when facing the grand cosmic tides, is nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

Moreover, there are only a few days left.

"There must be something fishy going on. However, Senior Chi once told me that World Origins generally act according to fixed rules.

"Such a shattered Small World Origin is even more dull and lifeless, and normally it wouldn't be able to perform complex thinking and operations.

"Could it be... the manipulation of the Origin Delegate?"

Thinking of this,

the Taoist opened his mouth and asked Xue Yi,

"Uncle, who is the Origin Delegate appointed by the Demon Realm Origin?"

"The Origin Delegate is from the Little Golden Crow clan,"

Little White's uncle realized as the other said this, that the young Taoist before him might be suspecting the Origin Delegate.

"Little Golden Crow?"

Jin Xu mumbled to himself, his mind instantly recalling the Black Feather Cultivators he had seen outside the arena holding hooks and chains.

Meanwhile, Little White, thinking that their Temple Master was curious about what exactly the species was, immediately started to explain,

"They're actually just a bunch of Fire Crows, but they call themselves the Little Golden Crow clan to glorify themselves,"

The Taoist picked up a hint of resentment in Shiqi's voice and looked at her curiously.

Xue Yi then took over the conversation,

"Since time immemorial, water and fire haven't mixed. When Fei was little and went hunting with his big brother, they were once ambushed by this clan.

"Of course, we got our revenge later."