The Legend of the Great Desolation: I Am the Fortress

Chapter 206 The Source Elder
Heaven, Hundred Tombs Mountain.

Palaces dot the majestic mountain range.

More than a thousand years ago, there wasn't even a single celestial immortal in Baimu Mountain, and there were very few earth immortals and wandering immortals as well.

Now, only a thousand years have passed, yet they have all managed to secure a place among the many powers in the celestial realm.

One of the reasons is because of the Lord of Hundred Tomb Mountain, the True Immortal of Withered Grass!

This True Immortal of Withered Grass was originally a seemingly withered weed, yet this weed possessed extraordinary abilities, as no other flowers or grasses could grow in the large area around it. Upon transforming into human form, he became a Returning Void Earth Immortal, and then easily passed the Heavenly Tribulation, becoming the first Heavenly Immortal of Hundred Tomb Mountain.

Over a thousand years, he quickly and completely comprehended a great Dao, successfully breaking through to become a Pure Yang True Immortal. As a result, the number of plant spirits in the entire Hundred Tomb Mountain also increased significantly.

In this vast canyon, flowers and plants grow everywhere. At the deepest part of this canyon, there stands an incomparably magnificent palace.

The palace gates were tightly shut. Several figures stood before the gates, among whom a tall, handsome man stood out.

The tall man wore a long, dark-sleeved robe with cloud patterns. The hem was embroidered with celestial stars and surging clouds in dark gold thread, and a delicate white jade belt inlaid with luminous pearls hung at his waist. The tassels of his hair ornaments swayed gently, each pearl seemingly reflecting the shimmering light of the four seas. The tall man wore a twelve-tassel crown, the jade tassels hanging down to cover half his face, but unable to conceal the faintly visible gilded divine pattern on his forehead.

"Fellow Daoist Kucao, please come out and meet me!"

The tall man's eyes were filled with infatuation and fascination, but the jade tassels hanging down perfectly obscured them.

a long time.

There wasn't a sound even through the tightly closed palace gates.

"Your Majesty." Fairy Lancao stood to the side.

A thousand years have passed, and now she has transcended her tribulation and become a celestial being.

The Orchid Fairy spoke up, "I told His Majesty before that my sister has been in seclusion for a hundred years. It's not that she's deliberately avoiding me."

"A hundred years of seclusion?" The tall man who looked like an emperor finally looked over. "The last time I met Fellow Daoist Kucao was a hundred years ago. Why didn't you go into seclusion earlier or later... Fellow Daoist Kucao, were you avoiding me?"

"Why is my sister avoiding His Majesty? It's just that she happened to have some enlightenment." The Orchid Fairy looked at the Heavenly Lord before her, muttering to herself:
"This damn Heavenly Emperor is more clingy than a slug in the mud. He only saw my sister once a few hundred years ago, and he came all the way to Hundred Tomb Mountain! If my sister hadn't forbade me to talk about Brother Lei Zhan, with Brother Lei Zhan's current reputation in the Three Realms, this damn Heavenly Emperor would have fled in terror long ago, and there wouldn't be any trouble now."

"Orchid Grass Celestial Immortal." The Heavenly Emperor looked over. "Since that's the case, then I will stay here on Hundred Tomb Mountain for a few days, waiting for Fellow Daoist Dry Grass to emerge from seclusion..."

"They're really shameless! You can't even get rid of them?" A faint voice echoed through the canyon.

……

A small world.

“Senior.” The withered grass, dressed in gray linen, stood in the air. “I really don’t need to become your apprentice.”

Kucao turned to look at the white-robed old man who had followed her all the way, feeling quite helpless.

Over the past thousand years, not only has Lei Zhan's strength increased dramatically. Even she, after her second primordial spirit passed the Heavenly Tribulation, soon comprehended a Great Dao. Following her, her main body also directly passed the tribulation and became a Pure Yang True Immortal.

It possesses a main body and a second primordial spirit. The main body is cultivating in seclusion in the Hundred Tomb Mountain in the Heavenly Realm, while the second primordial spirit walks alone in the mortal world of the Three Realms.

But not long ago, she encountered an old man who looked like a beggar, and on a whim, she gave him a few steamed buns.

But the matter of fate is inexplicable and difficult to fathom.

Incredibly coincidentally, this old beggar was actually a powerful being at the level of a True God Dao Ancestor in the Three Realms!
Moreover, once this powerful figure revealed his identity, he even wanted to take her as his disciple.

"In the past, such things were usually just experiences in the mortal world, like stories from Arabian Nights. But today it actually happened to me." Kucao shook his head inwardly.

"Little child, are you really unwilling to become my disciple?" The white-robed old man looked at the withered grass fairy in front of him with a smile. "I am an extremely skilled teacher. If you want to become my disciple, whether you want cultivation techniques or treasures, I can give you everything."

“Senior…” Fairy of withered grass shook her head helplessly, “I cultivate in peace every day and live a carefree life in the mortal world. That is enough for me. As for becoming your disciple… I have never thought about it.”

You should know that the Fairy of Withered Grass has now cultivated to the level of Pure Yang True Immortal. If she wants to advance further, she will become the Great Luo Dao Ancestor.

Breaking through is never easy, and even becoming a disciple of a powerful figure requires careful consideration of whether it's worthwhile.

After all, there are many powerful beings at the level of True Gods and Dao Ancestors in the Three Realms, but only a few are good at teaching disciples.

Even the renowned Patriarch Bodhi, famous throughout the Three Realms for his exceptional teaching skills, didn't have all his disciples at the level of True Gods or Dao Ancestors. Let alone this unknown powerful being before them.

The withered grass was used to peace and quiet, so it naturally didn't bother to become a disciple of any great master.

Moreover, she had a vague feeling that the coincidence was too much! This made her instinctively resistant.

"Free and easy? Or focused on cultivation?" The white-robed elder shook his head and said, "Becoming my disciple won't prevent you from being free and easy, nor will it prevent you from focusing on cultivation! On the contrary, receiving my guidance will make you even stronger!"

"This..." The withered grass still shook its head.

"Hmm?" The white-robed elder glared, his expression displeased. "You little brat! This old man has invited you to become my disciple time and again because I think we have a connection, but you refused! You should know that even powerful beings at the True God and Dao Ancestor levels are not all equal in strength..."

As the old man in white robes spoke, he also became stubborn.

He puffed out his chest and patted it, saying, "Do you know the Four Ancestors of the Source River? Let this little brat know that this old man's name is 'Source'!" "The Four Ancestors of the Source River? Old Man Source?" Kucao was taken aback. Although she had only recently broken through to the Pure Yang True Immortal realm, she had heard of this name. She respectfully bowed, "Kucao greets Ancestor Source. However..."

"Hmm? But what?" Old Man Yuan was taken aback. It would have been fine if he hadn't revealed his identity, but now that he had, he was just a Pure Yang True Immortal, yet he still refused?
If it weren't for that incident...

Old Man Yuan suppressed this thought in his mind and then quietly looked at the withered grass.

"I have some unwelcome guests at my home and need to deal with them." A hint of difficulty appeared in Kucao's eyes, but he still said, "It's Yuan Daozu's good intention..."

"Unwelcome guest?" Old Man Yuan's face showed a hint of curiosity, and without giving Ku Cao a chance to refuse, he grabbed Ku Cao's arm and disappeared into this small world.

"Let's go! This old man wants to see just how wicked this unpleasant guest really is!"

……

"Huh? Who?"

"who is it?"

The Heavenly Emperor Xuanxiao was both shocked and furious. When he first became the nominal ruler of the Heavenly Realm, he knew that being the Heavenly Emperor was no easy task.

But now... there are actually people who directly mock him in front of all the immortals and demons?

It should be known that even the Buddhas of the Western Buddhist sects would have to show him some respect when they met, out of respect for him as the ruler of the heavens!

"Shut up! You call yourself the Lord of Heaven?" the faint voice muttered again, "You've got some nerve!"

suddenly--

"Ok?"

"This is……"

Everyone froze for a moment.

"This... I can't even move!" The Heavenly Emperor Xuanxiao's expression changed, and his eyelids twitched.

And the sound was still echoing in his ears and could completely imprison him, which made him immediately realize that the person who came was at least a powerful being at the level of a True God or Dao Ancestor!
Emperor Xuanxiao inwardly groaned, "When I asked the Water Virtue Star Lord to help investigate the background of this Hundred Tomb Mountain, I didn't find any powerful beings of the True God Dao Ancestor level behind the Dry Grass True Immortal! Could it be that my actions displeased some passing powerful being?"

Wow.

An old man dressed in white robes slowly appeared from the sky, followed by a woman who looked just like the Fairy of Withered Grass.

The white-robed elder glanced at the figures below, his gaze immediately settling on the Heavenly Emperor Xuanxiao, who resembled an emperor.

"The current Heavenly Emperors are truly getting worse with each generation." The white-robed elder shook his head and said, "That little girl has already clearly refused, yet she still refuses to leave. Her shamelessness is something even I, an old man, would be ashamed of!"

"Hmm? Fellow Daoist Kucao?" Heavenly Emperor Xuanxiao looked at Elder Yuan, immediately noticing the figure behind the white-robed elder. Still clinging to a last shred of hope, he said with unwavering determination:

"Senior. I... I simply found the scenery of Hundred Tomb Mountain to be absolutely stunning and wished to stay for a day or two..."

"Hmm?" The white-robed old man's gaze sharpened, and he glared, saying, "Whatever the facts, this old man's eyes aren't blind! Aren't you going to get lost? Do you want this old man to personally tell you to get lost!"

The words fell.

call.

High in the sky, endless power of heaven and earth converged, and a giant foot appeared out of thin air; you could even see the black grime on the foot.

The power contained in that one huge foot was simply terrifying and astonishing!

"I'll leave right now!" The Heavenly Emperor looked at the huge foot that was covered in mud and dirt, and his expression changed instantly.

If he were to be kicked away by that foot, he would have no face to remain in the position of Heavenly Emperor and wield the power of the Heavenly Emperor!
"Get out of here!" the white-robed old man said calmly.

"Yes! Yes!" The Heavenly Emperor, accompanied by his two attendants, slunk away.

"Huh? Wait!"

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed across Hundred Tomb Mountain, "You are the Heavenly Emperor? You came to my Hundred Tomb Mountain, and you think you can leave so easily?"

"Hmm? You've come to my Hundred Tomb Mountain?"

All the immortals and demons in the canyon were stunned. Only the withered grass standing behind the old man and the orchid fairy still standing outside the palace gate showed a hint of surprise.

Old Man Yuan seemed to have guessed who was coming, and muttered softly:

"Good lad. The way you made your entrance was much more impressive than the old man's."

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(End of this chapter)