I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

After saying this, he flashed and disappeared into the void, leaving behind a sky full of purple blood that lingered for a long time.

In the secret realm of Shouyang Mountain, Taiqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bowed to Fuxi, saying, "Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Fuxi."

I have relinquished my holy position, seeking only a sliver of freedom.

"I now offer the remaining primordial purple aura from my sacred throne as a sign of my sincerity."

He opened his mouth and exhaled, and a wisp of purple energy flew out like a dragon, crystal clear, containing the origin of creation, and went straight into Fuxi's palm.

Fuxi accepted it, a look of joy flashing in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Taiqing is so righteous! This wisp of purple energy is priceless."

With your help, humanity will surely advance even further.

Seeing this, Xuandu sighed, "Master, we don't know what the road ahead will be like for the human race."

Taiqing patted his disciple on the shoulder: "Xuandu, follow me on the path of alchemy, and I will not let you down."

Fuxi nodded: "You two can rest assured. This place, Shouyang Mountain, is a secret realm of the human race, which even Hongjun cannot invade."

"I will first return to the Three Emperors' Palace to discuss our grand plan."

After saying this, his figure faded away, leaving the master and disciple to meditate in the mountains.

Inside the Hall of the Three Sovereigns, golden light shone brightly, and Suirenshi and Shennong were already waiting.

Suirenshi, with his hair and beard ablaze like fire, sat regally in the main seat, holding a fire staff, and said majestically, "Fuxi, have you retrieved that wisp of purple energy from the Haotian Set?"

Fuxi appeared, cupped his hands and said, "It's done! That fool Haotian didn't know the treasure was hidden in the set, and the Five Emperors easily seized it."

He flipped his palm, and two wisps of primordial purple energy appeared, one from the suit and the other from Taiqing. They complemented each other, and the purple energy in the hall immediately rose, greatly enhancing the fortune of humanity.

Shennong stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes gleaming: "With the two purple energies in hand, the foundation of the human race's sages is even more solid! Taiqing has relinquished his sage position and joined our human race; this is an immense opportunity."

However, how should this purple aura be used to maximize its benefit to humanity?

Suirenshi nodded: "The interests of the human race come first."

That brat Jiang Wang possesses the Hunyuan Pill, a shortcut to sainthood.

"By exchanging two Purple Qi for four Primordial Chaos Pills, four outstanding individuals can attain enlightenment, creating a new sage and solidifying the foundation of humanity."

Fuxi pondered for a moment and said, "That's right."

I have already become a saint; Suiren and Shennong can also take this opportunity to fight.

However, humanity must be cautious; while the Primordial Chaos Pill is wondrous, it requires careful consideration.

Upon hearing this, Shennong shook his head and said, "My two elder brothers, I will postpone my ascension to sainthood."

The way of Shennong lies in saving the world with herbs. Since the foundation of humankind is not yet stable, I am willing to wait for a later opportunity.

Fuxi, take the two purple auras and hurry to Chang'an to find Jiang Wang to exchange them.

With the four pills complete and the four sages of humanity gathered, what need is there to fear the Heavenly Dao?

Suirenshi praised, "Shennong's benevolence is a great blessing to humankind!"

Fuxi stood up and withdrew the purple aura: "In that case, I will set off immediately."

Jiang Wang of Chang'an holds the secrets of heaven; this exchange is destined to succeed!

He took a step forward, his figure transforming into a streak of light, heading straight for Chang'an.

Inside the Hall of the Three Sovereigns, purple mist swirled around them. Suirenshi and Shennong exchanged a smile, for the rise of the human race was like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, the Ancestor Hongjun sat alone, his face ashen.

He gazed at the purple blood remnants in the void, knowing that cracks had appeared in the Heavenly Dao camp.

Taiqing has betrayed us, Haotian is incompetent, the human race possesses two purple energies, and a sage is about to be added.

Hongjun murmured, "Humanity... has it really come to this? I must rearrange the game to turn the tide."

Outside the palace, chaos surged, and primordial winds and clouds were about to rise.

Haotian returned to the Heavenly Court, summoned the immortals, and restarted the Investiture of the Gods.

He revised the Heavenly Laws and widely recruited wandering immortals, intending to absorb fresh blood and consolidate the foundation of the Heavenly Realm.

Yet, in the Lingxiao Palace, gazing at the empty Haotian Throne, he felt a pang of regret: if he had known the truth earlier, the purple aura within that set would never have fallen into human hands. The Heavenly Court was brightly lit, but Haotian felt a chill to the bone; the shadow of the human race had quietly enveloped the Three Realms.

In the Shouyang Mountains, Taiqing and Xuandu sat cross-legged, refining the elixir.

Li Er lightly tapped his finger, and a furnace of elixir fire rose, purple energy entered the medicine, and new laws were faintly emerging.

Xuan Du, who had been standing guard to the side, gradually calmed down: "Master, is this path of alchemy truly capable of surpassing the Saintly rank?"

Taiqing nodded: "Xuandu, even a sage is but a corner of the world. The Dao of Alchemy encompasses all things. We should seek the Great Freedom."

A mountain breeze blew gently as the master and apprentice awaited a new chapter for humanity.

Fuxi sped along, and outside Chang'an City, Jiang Wang's figure appeared and disappeared.

The young man, holding a whisk, said with a smile, "Sage Fuxi, exchanging two purple energies for a pill? Interesting!"

Fuxi cupped his hands and said, "Jiang Wang, exchange four Hunyuan Pills for these two Qi, for the greater good of humanity."

Jiang Wang's eyes darted around: "Deal! But with the rise of the human race, the Heavenly Dao will surely be angered. Use this pill with caution."

As the purple aura converged and the elixir was obtained, Fuxi was overjoyed: the Four Sages of Humanity were about to arrive! The news reached the Three Sovereigns Palace, and Suiren laughed loudly: "Heaven is helping Humanity!"

Shennong nodded: "We shall plan together for the future opportunities."

In the primordial world, the power structure underwent a dramatic change, and the human race, aided by the dual purple energies, rose to power.

The Heavenly Dao faction is beset by internal and external troubles, and the struggle between Hongjun and Haotian is in full swing.

Amidst the reprimands from Zixiao Palace, Haotian recalled the battle at Niujia Village, the details still vivid in his mind.

Smoke curled from the village chimneys. Yang Chan, disguised as a young girl, smiled charmingly and lured him into a trap.

The ambush suddenly erupted, and Fuxi's Kan water surged in like a black tide, icy cold and bone-chilling. Although the Haotian set shone brightly, it was as if it were trapped in a quagmire.

With a flash of fire from Suirenshi, the world turned upside down; Shennong's poisonous plants and miasma bewitched the mind.

The Five Emperors emerged together: the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan's sword aura was like a rainbow, Zhuanxu Gaoyang wielded thunder, Emperor Ku Taihao arranged the stars, and the three kings Yao, Shun, and Yu joined forces to seal the heavens and lock the earth.

Haotian roared, the mirror light pierced through the mist, and the sword slashed the water dragon, but in the end, he was powerless.

As the suit slipped from his hands, he felt utterly devastated.

Upon hearing this, Hongjun deduced that Fuxi had become a saint, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

The Way of Heaven should be unified, but who knew that the human race would borrow the purple energy and go against the will of Heaven.

Haotian was filled with remorse and could not get up from his knees. Hongjun's pressure was like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

The decree to amend the Heavenly Laws was issued, and Haotian returned to the Heavenly Court. Gazing at the Southern Heavenly Gate, he sighed deeply.

The injection of new blood may temporarily slow the decline of the Heavenly Court, but it cannot conceal its downward trend.

The moment Taiqing relinquished his holy position, an astonishing phenomenon occurred.

The Purple Heaven Divine Thunder danced wildly like a raging dragon, tearing apart the chaos, and purple blood descended from the sky, staining the Milky Way red.

Hongjun was furious and pursued him to the human realm. His human form shone with golden light and blocked the heavenly thunder.

As Fuxi's divine might first appeared, the Kan water protected his body, Taiqing smiled faintly, and Xuandu's heart surged with emotion.

At that moment, the earth trembled, and the human race's fortune soared like a dragon, subtly overshadowing the Heavenly Dao.

When the first sun was placed in the sky, and Taiqing offered up purple energy, that wisp of energy, like the cry of an infant, entered Fuxi's palm and transformed into a warm current.

Master and disciple meditated in the alchemy furnace, where purple flames leaped. Li Er preached: "The way of alchemy is not bound by saintly status; it merges heaven and man into one furnace."

Xuan Du nodded, his doubts vanishing.

The Three Emperors discussed the matter in the Hall of Emperors, and when Suiren struck the fire staff, the hall became warm and cozy.

Shennong stroked his beard, his eyes gleaming with benevolence: "Humanity is the foundation. Our path to sainthood is not for personal gain."

Fuxi set off with purple aura, weary from his journey on the road to Chang'an, yet his heart was filled with surging emotions.

Jiang Wang accepted the pill, and in his laughter, he concealed a profound secret: "When four pills are used to achieve sainthood, humanity will flourish."

In the far east of the Hidden Realm, there is a small, isolated island in the sea, shrouded in mist, with spiritual veins lurking like dragons.

A thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. Jiang Wang sat cross-legged on the stone platform in the center of the island, his body surrounded by a constant flow of chaotic energy. His eyes were as deep as an abyss, reflecting the ten crystal-clear Primordial Pills in the alchemy furnace. Each one was as brilliant as a star, containing the Primordial Dao, enough to overturn the fate of an entire realm.

"It's done."

Jiang Wang murmured, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He stood up, flicked his sleeve, and put the ten newly refined Hunyuan Pills into the purple-gold-red gourd.

The gourd already contained seven gourds, but now all seventeen have gathered. The gourd trembled slightly, as if a spirit had awakened, and a flash of purple-gold light disappeared from the mouth of the gourd.

After sitting in meditation for a thousand years, Jiang Wang felt no fatigue; on the contrary, his mind was clear.

He rose on the clouds and headed straight for the restaurant on Xuanwu Street in Chang'an, the capital of the Central Plains.

Chang'an City remains as prosperous as a dream, with Xuanwu Street brightly lit and bustling with people.

Jiang Wang pushed open the wooden door of the restaurant, chose a private seat by the window on the second floor, called the waiter, ordered a jar of aged Shaoxing wine, and poured himself a drink.

As the wine went down his throat, a warm feeling rose within him. He gazed out the window at the bustling traffic, his thoughts drifting far away.

As the human race's fortunes rose daily and the Journey to the West gained momentum, he, as an observer, was always secretly adding fuel to the fire.

The gourd was warm against his skin, a reminder of his hidden ambition.

"Brother Jiang, what a fine mood you're in!"

A clear voice rang out, and Fuxi appeared at the top of the stairs.

He was dressed in a long black robe, with a Bagua diagram hanging at his waist. He had a commanding presence between his brows, and the light of the innate Bagua could be faintly seen behind him.

Fuxi, the first of the Three Sovereigns of the human race, is already a legendary figure. His appearance in Chang'an this time clearly indicates that he has some ulterior motive.

Jiang Wang raised his eyes and smiled, then stood up and cupped his hands in greeting: "Brother Fuxi, what brings you here? Sit down and try this fruit wine made from three thousand-year-old peaches."

He took out a jade pot from his sleeve. The fruit wine inside was golden like honey and had a wonderful aroma. It was made by hand from the peaches he had stolen from the Jade Pool in the past, and it contained the essence of the Heavenly Dao.

Fuxi didn't stand on ceremony. After taking his seat, he accepted the jade cup, took a small sip, and his eyes immediately lit up with admiration: "Excellent wine! Brother Jiang's work is truly extraordinary."

The spirit of the peaches of immortality is infused in the wine; drinking it is like swallowing the sun and moon.

After drinking three rounds of wine, the two were slightly tipsy when Fuxi said seriously, "Brother Jiang, I have come here not just for wine."

"I recently had a fortuitous encounter, obtaining two wisps of primordial purple energy, which were... bestowed upon humanity by the Supreme Sage after he relinquished his saintly position."

Jiang Wang's fingers paused slightly, causing the wine in the cup to ripple.

He was slightly startled. The Supreme Lord Laozi had abdicated his holy position? This news struck like a thunderbolt, yet it also seemed to have been foreshadowed.

Humanity's fortune is already defying the heavens. Could this abdication of the sage be paving the way for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors? Doubts surged, but he remained calm and smiled faintly: "Primordial Purple Qi, the foundation of creation."

Brother Fuxi, having obtained this, should surely establish a foundation for the human race for ten thousand generations.

But...where did this purple aura come from? Wasn't that wisp of aura in the mortal realm already obtained by the Jie Sect?

Fuxi shook his head, a complex look flashing in his eyes: "Not from the mortal realm, but a direct disciple of Taiqing."

The sage said that humanity should be self-reliant and not rely on external forces.

Brother Jiang, we have known each other for many years, and I know that your alchemy skills are unparalleled in the Three Realms.

This Primordial Essence Pill is rumored to be able to help Quasi-Saints attain enlightenment. I humbly request to exchange some for it.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang remained silent for a moment, then felt a slight warmth in his sleeve.

He took out the purple-gold-red gourd, shook the mouth of the gourd lightly, and two Hunyuan Pills rolled out, hovering in his palm. The fragrance of the pills filled the air, causing the candlelight in the restaurant to flicker.

"Two wisps of purple mist, two pills."

make a deal."

He pushed the pill forward, a playful glint in his eyes: "Brother Fuxi, could it be that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have gathered together, intending to use this to achieve sainthood in one fell swoop?"

Fuxi's expression turned solemn, and he cupped his hands to accept the elixir: "Exactly."

Shennong, Xuanyuan, Huangdi, Zhuanxu, and Diku have all arrived at Kunlun to jointly study the Great Dao.

These two pills can help the two of them break through to the next level.

However, for the eight emperors of the human race, four pills are needed to complete the task.

Brother Jiang, if you could add two more…

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Wang shook the gourd again, and two more pills appeared.

He chuckled: "Four are nothing, but you get two wisps of purple energy in return. It's worth it."

"Take it."

Just as Fuxi was about to express his gratitude, Jiang Wang suddenly stopped, his gaze deep: "Wait, there are eight people in total, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and four pills are only enough for half."

Brother Fuxi has dedicated himself to the human race for a thousand years, and I, being a capricious person, have bestowed upon him an extra one.

Don't refuse, otherwise I won't keep you company with this drink.

Fuxi was taken aback upon hearing this, and declined repeatedly: "Brother Jiang, this elixir is extremely precious, how can I give it away for nothing? The human race already owes you too much..."

Jiang Wang, without allowing any explanation, shoved the fifth pill into his hand, a sly glint in his eyes: "Owe? The prosperity of the human race is my share."

Please accept this, Brother Fuxi.

Eight emperors attained sainthood, and the human race became the dominant force in the three realms.

"When the time comes, remember to treat me to a jar of heavenly wine."

Fuxi sighed deeply, finally accepted the gift, and rose to take his leave: "Brother Jiang's great kindness will be remembered by the human race."

There will be a reward in three days.

With a flash, he vanished into the void, leaving only a faint lingering fragrance of gossip in the restaurant.

Jiang Wang drank alone until late at night. Five pills were missing from the gourd, but two more wisps of purple aura appeared, which secretly pleased him.

The Primordial Purple Qi is part of his grand plan; gathering nine strands of it can reshape the origin of chaos.

After Fuxi left, he returned to the secluded island and sat in meditation to regulate his breathing.

Suddenly, the void trembled, and a golden light descended from the sky, directly entering Jiang Wang's brow.

System notifications flooded in: "Hidden quest triggered - Help the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Human Race attain sainthood."

Mission complete. Rewards: One fragment of a mysterious stone tablet and one chance to draw a prize using experience points.

Jiang Wang opened his eyes, and a simple stone slab appeared in his palm. Its surface was engraved with chaotic runes, which faintly echoed the previous eight slabs.

"The eighth piece... just one piece short of making nine pieces."

The secret of the stone slab is about to be revealed.

With a thought, he activated the lottery. A phantom image of a roulette wheel appeared, its pointer spinning rapidly until it finally landed on "Fragment of the Heavenly Dao."

One grid.

Experience points poured into his dantian like a river, and his cultivation level began to loosen, bringing him one step closer to becoming a quasi-saint.

Meanwhile, at the foot of the Ancestral Dragon Abyss in the West Sea, a fierce wind howled and the waves crashed like a mountain collapsing.

The mouth of the abyss is as black as ink, swallowing all light and brilliance; more than twenty years have passed since then.

The four members of the pilgrimage team sat around a rock, each with a different expression.

Pigsy leaned lazily against the reef, casually poking the ground with his golden hoop, muttering, "Oh dear, it's been over twenty years, and that bald monk Tang Sanzang still hasn't come out of the abyss? I'm starving, my stomach is practically sticking to my back. I should have gone back to Gao Village to get a wife! If he really dies in there, we brothers can just break up, go home, and find our own mothers!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's hairy face darkened, and his golden cudgel thudded.

With a loud thud, the blow landed on Pigsy's forehead, making him grimace in pain: "You wretched wretch! Master, with a compassionate heart, went into the abyss to save that monstrous dragon, and you, on the other hand, are only hoping for his death! If you spout any more nonsense, I, Old Sun, will smash your pig brain in!"

Wukong's eyes blazed with fire. Over the years, he had guarded the abyss day and night, somersaulting countless times, but he still could not find any trace of his master. His heart was burning with anxiety.

The white dragon Ao Lie transformed into human form, his silver armor reflecting the sea's light, his brows furrowed: "Second senior brother, don't be anxious."

Although the third senior brother's words were rough, the abyss was indeed strange. The Ancestral Dragon Abyss was an ancient forbidden area, where those who entered faced a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.

My master has been inside for twenty years without a word. Could it be... that danger has truly struck? (End of Chapter)