I've Been AFK for Ten Million Years-Chapter 302 The Pitiful Jie Yin and Zhun Ti

Today, two figures descend from the void, none other than the Daoist Zhunti and his companion. They have arrived in the west aiming for sainthood.

Vowing to achieve sainthood through grand and vast aspirations.

This is their method for becoming saints, yet before commencing, they hastily survey their surroundings, searching for any formidable human tribesmen.

Upon this investigation.

Indeed, the duo discovers several tens of Quasi-Saints lurking just beyond the barren desert.

Moreover, these Quasi-Saints are all mighty warriors from the human tribe.

"This this this..."

Daoist Zhunti and his companion tremble in shock. What to do now? Quasi-Saints, dozens of them, and it seems the human tribe predicted their westward journey for sainthood and had been lying in wait.

"Brother, we two are truly suffering!"

Tears well up in the eyes of the two Daoists. Born in the west, where the spirit veins were shattered, leaving the land barren, hardly any powerful beings have ever emerged.

And now, just as they were finally on the cusp of achieving sainthood, to their surprise, they find themselves surrounded by numerous strong humans.

They were after their lives!

"We must fight for our lives; today, we shall ascend to sainthood!"

Daoist Zhunti confidently declares.

"That’s right!"

Daoist Zhunti nods, his eyes filled with resolute determination. But at that moment, three figures appear, traversing the sky. They are none other than Ba Di and his companions.

The trio of Ba Di had long reached the pinnacle of Quasi-Sainthood, and thanks to their vast merits, their strength is not inferior even to that of Saints.

Right now, the three are heading straight for Daoist Zhunti and his companion.

"They’re coming!"

Daoist Zhunti waves his hand, summoning the Treasure Color Flag, while Daoist Zhunti readies his Blessing Divine Mallet. Both exude boundless auras.

"Ba Di, it looks like they are up for a fight with us, eh?"

Soul Sword Emperor itching for action speaks. Ever since the three ascended to Quasi-Sainthood and with the human tribe flourishing, hardly anyone in the primordial world dared provoke them.

It has been a long time.

Since they’ve had a good fight!

Remembering the days when they followed Ren Changsheng through battles across the realms, those were the times of glory—there was a fight almost every day!

"Fighting? How delightful!"

Ba Di feels the itch in his hands, too. Besides, Daoist Zhunti and his companion are not lacking in strength, making them suitable candidates for a bout.

"Fu Xi Saint has commanded us to not come here for brawling, but to protect these two in their ascension to sainthood, ensuring no disturbances!"

Spirit Emperor chides her companions with a glance.

While they enjoy a good skirmish, Spirit Emperor isn’t as eager. She deems Ren Changsheng’s mission as the essential task; after all, they must ensure these two achieve sainthood.

"Ascending to sainthood? How splendid!"

Ba Di and Sword Soul Emperor’s eyes light up. They are nearly as powerful as any ordinary Merit Saint. All they lack is the Hongmeng Purple Qi; currently not yet saints—if they had the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

The two would likely ascend directly into the midst of sainthood.

"What brings you here?"

Daoist Zhunti swallows hard, then shouts fiercely, his entire being enveloped by the Treasure Color Flag, fearful that Ba Di and his companions might make a move.

Danger.

With the advent of Ba Di and his companions, the two intuitively sense peril, a direct indication that the trio’s power surpasses their own.

And behind Ba Di.

Stand dozens more of Quasi-Saint warriors, disciples from the human imperial hall, ones brought from the divine realms by Ren Changsheng himself. These individuals, having followed Ren Changsheng into battle and gained the most merit, are now at the realm of Quasi-Saints.

"Ba Di, since these two can become saints anyway, even if we have a small clash, it shouldn’t be a problem, right? Besides, our master instructed us to aid their ascension to sainthood, but he didn’t say we couldn’t give them a beating!"

Sword Soul Emperor’s eyes twinkle, and he speaks with a sly grin.

"That’s true. It does make sense to interpret our orders that way!"

Ba Di also nodded in agreement.

Itching for a fight, the two were merely looking for an excuse to make a move. Humans rarely crossed paths in battle with the three of them, let alone the Quasi-Saint powerhouses from other races.

They wouldn’t dare either.

Having finally encountered two who they could act against, how could Ba Di and Soul Sword Emperor let the opportunity slip by? If they didn’t fight now, who knows when they would be able to do so again.

"You two..."

Spirit Emperor shook his head, then looked at them with a face full of sympathy. Although Ren Changsheng forbid killing these two, their chances of having an easy time today seemed grim.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhunti’s voice trembled.

The looks in their eyes tightened his heart with evil intent, bringing upon him an ominous premonition.

"Strike!"

"Clash!"

Soul Sword Emperor and Ba Di made their move directly. In the next moment, two figures were sent flying backward. In the presence of Ba Di and Soul Sword Emperor, the two individuals, Zhunti, and Jieyin, had no power to resist.

Ba Di and his two companions were comparable to Saints. Zhunti and Jieyin were not much to speak of in Quasi-Saint strength, and at this moment, they were even less able to withstand the onslaught.

"Clash!"

After a quarter of an hour, Ba Di and the other coolly retracted their hands. Zhunti and Zhunti lay on the ground, convulsing all over.

Their faces were bruised and swollen, looking as miserable as one could imagine.

"You’re going too far, too far!"

"It’s detestable!"

Zhunti and Zhunti felt stifled within. They had come to make their grand vows, only to be thoroughly beaten up. However, what was strange was that Ba Di and the others did not kill them.

"Hurry up and make your grand vow to ascend. Who knows what your strength will be once you become Saints, and whether you can withstand a punch from this Emperor!"

Ba stated arrogantly.

"What? You’ll still hit us!"

Zhunti’s expressions changed drastically. At this moment, they even lost the thought of becoming Saints; they just wanted to leave this damned place!

"Aren’t you going to ascend?"

Soul Sword Emperor said coldly.

There were so few Primordial Saints, and finding a Saint to battle was truly too difficult. If the two in front of them, Zhunti and Jieyin, ascended, wouldn’t it be perfect?

"Wah!"

The two leaned on each other, and at that moment, they began to cry out loud.

"Useless fools!"

Ba Di snorted coldly, finding them completely worthless. They had wasted the Hongmeng Purple Qi for nothing. He couldn’t fathom how Hong Jun was blind enough to pick these two for ascension.

"Jieyin, once we ascend, I refuse to believe these two can stop a Saint. We must seek justice after our ascension!"

Jieyin spoke angrily.

"That’s right!"

Zhunti also stood up. If Ba Di and the others did not kill them, then they must become Saints and seek justice after ascension.

They didn’t believe it.

That Ba Di and the other three could even stop a Saint!

"I, Jieyin, make the grand vow to bring prosperity to the western pure land!"

"I, Zhunti, make the grand vow..."

Their voices roared across the Primordial world, and at the next moment, the sky trembled, and a flood of merit headed toward them.

"Such little merit!"

They watched as sporadic clusters of merit gathered from the void, their expressions darkening. The amount of merit was pitifully scarce, as if the Heavenly Dao looked down upon them. This bit of merit could barely allow them to become Saints.

Compared to the merit of Mount Tai back then, it was perhaps not even one-thousandth.