People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 281 Kunlun Golden Turtle Has Arrived, Yunhua Descends to the Nine Provinces!
"The balance of the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man..."

The Dao Ancestor muttered to himself, a half-smile playing on his lips.

It was unclear whether he was satisfied with what Yang Xuan said or for some other reason.

He didn't say much, but simply nodded slightly to Yang Xuan.

"Indeed, the prosperity of the Heavenly Court and the Underworld is beneficial to the Primordial World. With your assistance, the Heavenly Court will soon have the opportunity to flourish."

The Dao Ancestor's words were simple, but they carried immense weight. If any other being heard them, they would be utterly astonished and would strive to befriend Yang Xuan in the future.

Even if Yang Xuan doesn't have the ability, as long as the Dao Ancestor says so, then he must be the key to the great prosperity of the Heavenly Court. This is the weight of the Dao Ancestor!
Moreover, the Heavenly Court's current state is entirely due to Yang Xuan's efforts, and now with the Dao Ancestor's words, its credibility has undoubtedly increased significantly.

Even Yang Xuan himself did not expect that the Dao Ancestor would have such a high opinion of him, directly calling him the greatest talent in the Heavenly Court to date.

Before Yang Xuan could say anything modest, he heard the voice of the Dao Ancestor again.

"You have rendered meritorious service to the Heavenly Court, and this old Taoist should reward you accordingly. The suggestions you made today have given me some ideas. If I don't give you some benefits, I'm afraid I'll be laughed at if word gets out."

The Dao Ancestor made a joke and continued:

"I'm giving you two choices now."

"Firstly, I have some decent spiritual treasures on me. If you need them, I can give you one."

"Secondly, your background is quite remarkable, and the cultivation method you practice is unique. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can tell me, and this old Taoist priest may be able to answer them for you."

Both of the options offered by the Dao Ancestor were quite tempting.

When the Dao Ancestor preached at Zixiao Palace, he gave the Treasure Sharing Cliff to those who listened to his teachings.

The spiritual treasures on the Treasure Sharing Cliff are either acquired or innate, but regardless of whether they are innate or acquired, they are all famous spiritual treasures in the prehistoric world and possess great power.

The spiritual treasures at the Treasure Sharing Cliff possess such power, so one can imagine how valuable the spiritual treasures left behind by the Dao Ancestor must be.

It's estimated that any one of these items would be enough to make a Quasi-Saint envious; the Five-Needle Pine given to Haotian not long ago is the best proof of that.

Perhaps the spiritual treasures that the Dao Ancestor possesses now are of the same grade as the top-grade innate spiritual root, the Five-Needle Pine!
But Yang Xuan only hesitated for a moment before giving up the idea.

To be fair, Yang Xuan was also tempted by the Dao Ancestor's spiritual treasure, but compared to most of the prehistoric beings, he was not lacking in spiritual treasures.

He possesses many spiritual treasures, such as the Treasure-Dropping Coin, the Golden Bell, the Mysterious Spirit Gourd, and the World-Destroying Black Lotus, all of which are top-tier spiritual objects from the primordial world.

In addition, his natal spiritual treasure is special and has an extremely high upper limit. Furthermore, his body can endlessly gather the five primordial virtues, making the upper limit of these natal spiritual treasures even higher and the difficulty of upgrading them even lower.

Among the five natal spiritual treasures, the Book of Fate is further integrated with the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen, making it one of the top spiritual treasures below the innate treasures of the primordial world.

For this reason, Yang Xuan preferred to receive guidance from the Dao Ancestor rather than obtain the Dao Ancestor's spiritual treasure.

Although in the Fire Cloud Cave, Yang Xuan had already asked Fuxi and the others about all the cultivation problems they had encountered in recent years.

However, after his breakthrough in cultivation, he encountered some new problems with the Five Virtues Profound Technique.

Moreover, Dao Ancestor was the first person in the prehistoric world, so his explanation of the same question would definitely be different from that of Fuxi and others.

If he could get his guidance, perhaps he could bloom the divine flower on his head and break through to the late stage of the Great Luo realm before the Great God Tribulation arrives!
Yang Xuan already possesses enough spiritual treasures, and with his good fortune, plus the Treasure-Falling Coin and the Treasure-Changing Divine Technique, he is not really lacking in anything.

In Yang Xuan's view, cultivation level has always been his weakness.

After comparing the two, Yang Xuan only needed to think for a moment before he had an answer.

"This humble god has encountered some problems in cultivation, and humbly requests guidance from the Dao Ancestor..."

However, before Yang Xuan could raise his doubts about cultivation, golden lotuses suddenly emerged from the ground and flowers rained down from the sky within the Zixiao Palace, creating many strange phenomena.

A mysterious Daoist aura emanated from the Dao Ancestor, enveloping Yang Xuan.

Whether it was the problems encountered in cultivation or the improvement of the Five Virtues Mystic Art, Yang Xuanquan gained many insights.

With the Dao Ancestor's cultivation level, why would Yang Xuan need to raise so many questions?
Of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace back then, only a small number were able to preach to the Dao Ancestor.

The reason why no one left halfway was that under the influence of this Daoist aura, one could gain many insights, thereby solving problems encountered in daily cultivation and improving one's Daoist practice.

Yang Xuan's current situation is similar to that of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace back then. He is the only being in the prehistoric world to receive such treatment since the Zixiao Palace began its sermons.

Ok……

Haotian, the true form of the Purple Cloud Palace, doesn't count!
Yang Xuan knew this opportunity was rare, and perhaps he would never have another chance in his life.

He dared not delay and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up the Mysterious Spirit Gourd, and poured out the only drop of the purple-gold Enlightenment Source Liquid.

This is made primarily from purple Enlightenment Tea leaves, supplemented with a large amount of proper innate spiritual herbs. Its value is even more precious than many top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and it can greatly enhance one's comprehension.

At the same time, the Golden Wheel of Morality appeared behind Yang Xuan's head, further enhancing his comprehension and allowing him to perceive that profound Daoist charm.

"good."

After observing for a while, Hongjun Daozu nodded in satisfaction, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he were deep in thought.

After an unknown amount of time, the Dao Ancestor waved his sleeve slightly, and Haotian reappeared in the Zixiao Palace.

He sensed the Daoist energy around him and looked at Yang Xuan, who was in a state of enlightenment. He was overjoyed and bowed to the Dao Ancestor.

"Thank you, sir!"

In Yang Xuan's view, he had received the same treatment that the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace had received back then.

Actually, this statement is not accurate.

The privilege of receiving guidance from the Dao Ancestor is indeed reserved for the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace.

However, even though they were all among the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace, they received different treatment.

The three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, depending on their location, gained different insights from this Daoist aura.

The effect is worst at the entrance, and best near the six prayer cushions.

Yang Xuan is currently positioned behind these six prayer cushions, which means that the treatment he receives is not that of an ordinary guest of the Three Thousand, but is almost equivalent to that of the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao!
If he can seize this opportunity, this trip to Zixiao Palace will bring him immense benefits.

Seeing Haotian's joyful expression, Daozu couldn't help but reveal a smile that was both doting and gratified.

Because of the Dao Ancestor, Haotian's seniority is frighteningly high, and he doesn't have any good Daoist friends in the prehistoric world.

Now that Haotian has found someone he can call a fellow Daoist, it can be said that the Dao Ancestor has finally put his mind at ease.

"During your years in the prehistoric world, have you encountered any trouble?"

Upon hearing this, Haotian was slightly taken aback. He really wanted to tell the Dao Ancestor about the grievances he had suffered over the years. He wanted to tell him that after he became the Heavenly Emperor, not only did the Sages not provide assistance, but even the disciples under the Sages were unwilling to go to heaven to help him.

As a result, he could only maintain the operation of the Heavenly Court by relying on his Quasi-Saint cultivation, and was ridiculed by all living beings in the prehistoric world as a disgrace to Quasi-Saints. It was not until Yang Xuan ascended to Heaven that things began to improve.

It was precisely because he thought of Yang Xuan that, after hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and said:

"I didn't encounter any trouble. With Yang Aiqing's help, my cultivation has broken through again. The Heavenly Court's influence in the prehistoric world is gradually increasing. I didn't encounter any trouble."

He believed that with Yang Xuan's assistance from the Heavenly Court, and with him and the Queen Mother having already achieved the status of Quasi-Saints of the Two Corpses, even if they were Saints, they would no longer need to consult the Heavenly Court as before.

Moreover, the fact that Laozi has now entered the Heavenly Court is also a recognition of the Heavenly Court.

As for the two Western Saints, Maitreya was in the wrong first, so how could they forcibly protect Maitreya and not give him any explanation?

Afterwards, Haotian chatted with Daozu for a while. Seeing that Yang Xuan was still comprehending the Dao, and that the Heavenly Court was now without Yang Xuan as its backbone, he was worried that something might happen to the Heavenly Court, so he left first.

Daozu glanced at Haotian's departing figure, then looked at Yang Xuan, who was comprehending the Dao.

"With this unexpected turn of events, Haotian doesn't need to suffer too much injustice; it's also an opportunity for you..."

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, 100,000 years have passed.

this day.

Outside Kunlun Mountains.

A young Taoist priest traveled across mountains and rivers to the outskirts of Kunlun Mountain, seeking the Great Dao.

At the same time, a tall, thin Taoist priest with a small mustache arrived outside Jin'ao Island.

"So this is the Jie Sect? It is indeed magnificent. No wonder it is known as the Temple of Ten Thousand Immortals. I wonder if I can catch the eye of a sage..."

The tall, thin Taoist priest looked at the Golden Turtle Island, which was teeming with countless celestial birds and abundant with spiritual energy. After a moment of reflection, he stepped into the island.

The tall, thin Taoist and the young Taoist from Kunlun Mountain were not particularly powerful; in fact, their cultivation levels were quite low, merely ordinary Earth Immortals.

But these two ordinary immortals were able to cross thousands of mountains and rivers to reach Kunlun Mountain and Jin'ao Island in this increasingly turbulent prehistoric world, which can be described as amazing luck.

150,000 years later.

Heavenly Court, Peach Garden.

Yunhua leaned against a peach tree, hugging her knees, and looked up at Qingluan beside her with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Sister Qingluan, is the Emperor really that powerful in the Nine Provinces?"

"Of course, would we lie to you?"

Compared to when she first returned to Heaven, Qingluan was now noticeably plumper.

She swallowed the spiritual fruit in her hand, swayed her plump body, and plopped down next to Hao Yunhua, stirring up a gentle breeze that ruffled Yunhua's hair, revealing an air of pride.

"You don't know, even in a sacred place like the Fire Cloud Cave, the Emperor can enter whenever he wants, and the Three Sovereigns personally escort him in."

"Upon arriving at the Fire Cloud Cave, the three emperors, the three clans, and Emperor Yu, the three quasi-saints, personally entertained us."

"Even the current human emperor might not receive such treatment."

"Speaking of the Human Emperor, when the Emperor later arrived at the city, he only needed to reveal his identity, and the current Human Emperor personally came out to greet him, acting completely like a junior."

"Even the high-ranking officials of the Shang Dynasty have to address us as 'Immortal' and offer us a special delicacy to taste."

Qingluan smacked her lips twice, wiping away the drool that was about to spill from the corner of her mouth, and exclaimed in admiration:

"It's quite interesting, really. The human race is an acquired race. Although these people don't have much cultivation, nor do they have any particularly advanced supernatural powers or techniques."

"However, their processing of spiritual fruits is unparalleled in the primordial world. Although the effects are not much different from eating them directly, the taste is much better after their processing."

"Humans call those who process these spiritual fruits chefs, and the path they cultivate is called the Way of the Chefs."

"It is said that these chefs would come to the Emperor's Temple every once in a while to organize a temple fair and cook all kinds of food for people to taste for free."

As she spoke, Qingluan's saliva began to flow uncontrollably. She lowered her head slightly, glanced around nervously, looking like a guilty thief, and whispered in Yunhua's ear:

"Yunhua, let me tell you, the food in Kyushu is delicious! Why don't you sneak out and steal some spiritual food from Kyushu? I'll lead the way, and I guarantee no one will find out!"

"That's not right. The Emperor said I was to guard the Peach Garden and not leave without permission..."

Yunhua looked conflicted, and her slender arms wrapped around her knees even tighter.

In Yang Xuan's eyes, Yunhua was a well-behaved girl who stayed in the Heavenly Court all year round, never leaving the palace.

It was precisely because of this experience that she became even more curious about the outside world.

In the past, there were hardly any people in the Heavenly Court, and the righteous gods of the Ministry of War in the mortal realm always returned covered in wounds, and they never spoke of the affairs of the mortal realm.

But after Yang Xuan ascended to heaven, the Heavenly Court not only became more lively, but the righteous gods of the Ministry of War also descended to the mortal world to kill evil spirits, which was no longer as dangerous as before.

Nowadays, Yunhua often hears immortals and gods discussing Yang Xuan and the interesting things they encountered in the mortal world.

Over the years, she had become increasingly curious about things outside the Heavenly Court. Now, after hearing Qingluan's introduction, she was quite tempted and wanted to agree to go down to the mortal realm with Qingluan to witness the grand spectacle of the Emperor's Temple Fair.

But when she thought about Yang Xuan's arrangements, she hesitated again.

Over the years in Heaven, at least half of the stories she heard were about Yang Xuan, and her reverence for Yang Xuan was no less than that for Qingluan back then.

When Yang Xuan summoned her to the Temple of Fate last time, she was on edge the whole time, afraid that she would say the wrong thing and displease the emperor.

Now, she really didn't dare to disobey Yang Xuan's orders, abandon the affairs of the Peach Garden, and go down to the mortal realm to broaden her horizons.

But she also really wanted to experience the temple fair and taste the local delicacies, which put her in a dilemma.

"It's alright, the Emperor is a very nice person, not as fierce as in the stories. As long as things don't go wrong in the Peach Garden, the Emperor won't say anything."

"Haven't you already condensed a golden body of incense? Why not let the golden body of incense handle the affairs of the Peach Garden?"

Qingluan's arms stretched out like rubber, wrapped around the trunk of the peach tree, put her arm around Yunhua's shoulder, and continued to urge her on.

"I...I'll think about it some more..."

Yunhua remained hesitant and did not give a reply.

PS: Another 8,000. I finally made up for all the debts I owed this month. I'm so damn tired.

(End of this chapter)