Primordial Era: From Primordial Human Race to Grand Luo Immortal

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The world seemed to stop. Ji Yuan and Laozi's consciousness appeared in another space, while fate was still playing in the mud below.

"Senior Uncle, have you noticed anything amiss?" Ji Yuan asked.

Laozi gently brushed the soil. They were now in the world where Nuwa truly resided. Following the soft touch of the soil, he felt a connection of destiny.

“I understand now. It’s because we were all once tainted by the line of fate. Fate connects everything about us. Although it cannot be controlled, it has a great influence on our destiny.”

"Therefore, when we transform into the Dao, the Great Dao that was once connected with destiny transforms into this world."

"But because of the nature of the entertainment industry, he cannot devour our essence, but only the surface things, that is, those so-called impurities. We can't even feel those impurities ourselves, but under the connection of fate, they are all devoured by him."

After saying this, Laozi couldn't help but burst into laughter: "I never thought that the pieces that fate once laid out would become the very things that have brought us together. It is truly a matter of timing and destiny. Those who play with fate will ultimately be played with by fate."

"Nephew, you are truly the nemesis of fate! You have disrupted all his plans. I guess he is now focusing all his attention on us. Whether he cares about the Journey to the West outside is a question."

Ji Yuan smiled and said, "Senior Uncle, you mustn't praise me like that. I'm not worthy of it. As for the Journey to the West, Fate has left an avatar there to watch over things. As for who will ultimately win, it doesn't seem to matter much in the face of the current situation."

"I also left a clone outside to keep a close eye on Qi Tian, ​​who is the key to the final battle in the future."

"Oh?" Lao Tzu looked surprised. "Do you mean you want to?"

Ji Yuan nodded mysteriously.

Laozi suddenly realized, and his heart was filled with pride. It was so good to have such a nephew. Everything was arranged. He only needed to exert his strength at the last moment. As for the success or failure of the result, what did it matter? At least he had tried his best.

Soon, the two of them returned to that illusory world, watching fate play with them with amusement.

The more fate plays with mud, the more impurities it swallows, and the more harmoniously its own power blends into the false world.

This led him to become increasingly enthusiastic, blinded by his own narrow perspective, and he lost his original will.

Soon, a lifelike clay figure appeared in his hands. It must be said that Fate's skill was undeniable; he truly had a knack for sculpting clay figures.

He held the clay figure high, not bothering to wipe the yellow clay off his hands, and even when a few drops of mud water fell on his face, he didn't care at all.

"Look at me, you two! What do you think of this clay figure? Does it have any charm?"

Ji Yuan and Laozi slowly walked forward, examining the clay figure with feigned seriousness. The two even whispered and discussed it, seemingly very meticulously.

Seeing this, Fate's eyes flashed with a hint of smugness. Since he did this, it must be because his clay sculpting skills were extremely high. No one could find any flaws in the profits he had made over the past two months.

"Snapped!"

The next moment, the sound of mud hitting the ground rang out, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, awakening fate from its empty fantasies.

He stared at the mangled mud on the ground, his eyes blazing with fury: "What are you doing? Why are you doing this to my mud man?"

Fate sat on the ground, his fingers trembling slightly as he stroked the clay figure. The clay figure had lost its smooth texture and was now only rough.

For some reason, a wave of sadness suddenly welled up in his heart, as if he had not just shattered a clay figure, but everything he had. Unbeknownst to him, this clay figure had become the embodiment of his spirit, without him even realizing it.

"Paji!"

Ji Yuan stepped on the mud figure and twisted it a few times, completely mixing the damaged mud figure with the yellow mud underneath, leaving only a large footprint.

With a sneer, he said contemptuously, "Your clay figure not only lacks any spirit, but you can't even sense a trace of life. And you still regard it as a treasure? You're simply ignorant."

"You're still a long way from creating clay figures that truly possess life and spirit."

After saying that, Ji Yuan didn't forget to stomp on it again.

This step wasn't just on the soil, but on the heart of fate, as if all his efforts had been denied. Regardless of success or failure, it shouldn't have been like this.

He suddenly remembered that figure from long ago, who had only used him, merely as a tool to be discarded after use.

"Just you wait, I will surpass both of you and obtain the supreme treasure above!" Fate roared, determined to surpass everything.

"Yes, yes, you're the best!" Ji Yuan said sarcastically, then ignored fate and took Laozi to the other side.

Fate, with a fierce expression, began its journey of fabrication.

Ji Yuan and Laozi hid to the side, quietly watching as fate devoured the impurities belonging to Nuwa even faster.

After watching for a while, he suddenly felt bored. His fate was now being played by fate, and he would just follow it no matter what he was supposed to do.

Then, he looked at Laozi and asked, "Senior Uncle, would you be interested in seeing how far Qi Tian has progressed?"

Lao Tzu withdrew his gaze from fate and said softly, "Under these circumstances, you can still take people out? Aren't you afraid that fate will discover something amiss?"

Ji Yuan chuckled: "Senior Uncle, the power of the Mythical Great Luo is far beyond your imagination. Once a thought arises, everything goes smoothly. Not to mention that you can no longer control your own destiny, so how can you expect to discover any clues?"

"Oh?" Laozi couldn't help but show a surprised expression. "Then attaining enlightenment is something I desire even more."

"Don't worry, Senior Uncle. If there was some uncertainty about your path to enlightenment before, now that all the impurities have been swallowed up by fate, this path to enlightenment should not be a difficult task for you."

"Then I'll take your kind words. Let's go out and have a look now. The Dao Transformation has no concept of time. I do miss the Primordial True Realm."

"it is good!"

After saying that, Ji Yuan lightly tapped his finger. In a moment of carelessness, the world seemed to disappear, and in an instant, he and Taishang Laojun appeared on the western continent of the Primordial True Realm.

However, within the acting world, there are still two incredibly lifelike impersonators, and no one can discern the truth behind them.

"Excellent, excellent!" Laozi laughed heartily. "As expected of a Mythical Great Luo Immortal, this is almost beyond the realm of Dao." Ji Yuan smiled slightly, without saying a word, but with a wave of his hand, the two figures instantly turned into nothingness and appeared on the surface of a lake.

On the lake, Qi Tian was facing a woman from afar.

Laozi glanced at it, then turned his head and asked, "Nephew, among these eighty-one tribulations, is there perhaps a tribulation of love?"

Ji Yuan glanced at it, a look of doubt appearing in his eyes. In his memory of fate, he knew exactly what the eighty-one tribulations were, but the tribulation of love was not among them.

But why did his beloved disciple encounter such a love tribulation?

"Perhaps it was a change of fate, which also caused fate to deviate, causing Qi Tian to suffer calamities he should not have suffered. But this may not be a bad thing. If he can understand the word 'love,' he will naturally be able to attain the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm."

"Even if he can't see through this tribulation of love, it doesn't matter. I, his master, will take care of everything for him."

Ji Yuan spoke calmly, his words carrying an air of domineering authority that seemed to suppress everything.

"Very well, let's see what this monkey will choose then?" Laozi stroked his beard and chuckled, a few orange fruits appearing in his hand, which he casually tossed to Ji Yuan.

The two hid in the void, eating fruit while watching their juniors fall in love.

On the surface of the lake.

A gentle breeze rippled across the lake's surface, but then a sudden gust of wind swept across the lake, causing waves to surge across its surface.

But the strong wind couldn't dispel the sorrow in the heart of the majestic Monkey King. He looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes filled with helplessness.

It was just an unintentional act of saving someone that led to this disaster, and it's heartbreaking for anyone to feel this way.

The most terrifying thing was that he discovered that his heart, forged from stone, seemed to have a slight ripple, but on the other hand, it concerned the fate of the entire primordial world, and he could only refuse.

"Zixia, stop following me. There's no future for us. I need to protect this world, repay my master's kindness, and roam the world freely in the future. How can I let love and romance hold me back?"

Qi Tian's words were resolute and carried a sense of righteous indignation.

Zixia turned his head slightly. He was originally a lavender spirit who was accidentally swept away by heavenly fire. His roots and cultivation were burned away, but he was saved by this monkey and thus survived.

From then on, she stayed by the monkey's side, doing his laundry and cooking for him. At first, she just wanted to repay him in some insignificant way.

But during this process, Qi Tian's majestic figure was etched into his heart, and he unknowingly fell into the trap of love.

Originally, she didn't want to hinder Qi Tian's progress because of the rumors about Journey to the West.

However, Qi Tian had clearly fallen in love during this process, yet now he was here righteously refusing her. The more she tried to do it, the less she would allow it.

Why should you refuse on your own?

Zi Xiao's delicate face flushed slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure. Her voice was clear and forceful: "You damn monkey, you've clearly fallen for me too, so why are you speaking so righteously? Why are you making me sound like a wronged woman?"

Qi Tian did not hide his feelings, but said loudly, "I have indeed fallen for you, but this will hurt you. My path is right in front of me. I can't turn back or stop. Otherwise, it won't just be you who dies, but many other living beings, and even the entire Primordial True World."

"Zixia, forgive me. If I really win, I will definitely come back and take you away. If I lose, I will no longer exist in this world."

"Instead of chasing an unknown outcome, it's better not to start at all. That way, even if I fail, you won't be sad. Do you think I'm right?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Zixia cursed angrily. "What right do you have to make decisions for me? And why should you bear all this responsibility? Do you really have to do these things? In this vast world, are these things something that you absolutely have to do? Can't even those saints stop you?"

Qi Tian smiled helplessly. Ignorance is no excuse. A demon like Zixia has no way of knowing about the true upheavals in the world.

If it weren't for my rescue, Zixia would have perished in that fire and been reborn.

“Zixia, in this vast world, there are some things that even sages cannot stop. They are still resisting. In places you cannot see, they are still trying to stop the coming of destruction.”

"What I want to do is make things easier for them, and I'm willing to give up everything, even my life, for that."

Qi Tian's tone became somewhat melancholy.

"In the midst of ignorance, my fate was predetermined. I was just a small stone monkey on Flower Fruit Mountain. The moment I developed intelligence, I had already become someone else's pawn."

"Before I even had any skills, I had already become a sharp blade in the hands of others, just to achieve their goals."

"The so-called freedom, the so-called carefree life, and the cultivation level are all false. After that, one's fate is completely determined."

"Every step, what I should do, what I should do, everything is predetermined. No matter how much I struggle, I will fall into the final outcome."

“Until my master told me everything, he severed my destiny, even the destiny that should have been mine. He gave me a choice: I could choose not to walk this path.”

“But I have to take this path. I am best suited to take this path. I bear not only the expectations of my master, but also the future of the world.”

"If I am trapped by emotions, then I will naturally have a flaw. If I am defeated because of this, how can I face my master's cultivation? How can I face the beings of this vast and ancient world? It is not that I have to take this path, but that I chose it myself. This is not my fate, but my will."

"The world is vast and boundless. Before that, there were always some things we couldn't choose. Now that I've let her go, it doesn't mean I can't pick her up again in the future."

"She is not an obstacle for me, but a driving force on my path forward. Perhaps at some point in the future, I will get out of my predicament and transcend myself because of this."

Just a few short words were enough to leave the little demon Zixia in awe.

In her understanding, her fate has always been in her own hands, not in the hands of heaven; there is no such thing as a fixed destiny.
But Qi Tian's words made her believe that perhaps in some unknown world, he really had become a puppet.
So what should I do?
“Hey, nephew, your disciple is quite loyal and righteous. He has already forged his own path, and this winding journey to the West cannot stop him,” said Laozi after finishing the fruit in his hand.

Ji Yuan nodded, speaking with an air of imperial authority: "Then this tribulation of love is excluded from these eighty-one tribulations. What fate? It's all just a mirage!"

(End of this chapter)