Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 123 Heading to Kunlun
Ma Yuan stood on the clouds.

Its figure was shrouded in misty clouds, making it difficult to see clearly.

Upon hearing what the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers said, a thoughtful look flashed in Ma Yuan's eyes.

His original intention in making this move was only to obtain the fragments of the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd in order to complete his own spiritual treasure.

As for saving the Flower Fairy, it was merely a casual act, an unintentional karmic connection.

Normally, Ma Yuan would have erased the cause and effect and quietly left, unwilling to have any further unnecessary entanglement with this person.

However, this is what the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers said.

But it stirred a slight ripple in his usually calm and unwavering Dao heart.

West Kunlun, Queen Mother of the West.

He was of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, and was one of the three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace.

It is a supreme innate deity that existed since the beginning of time!

Its noble origins and profound cultivation make it one of the most outstanding beings in the entire prehistoric world!
In the past, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun issued a decree in the Zixiao Palace, appointing the Eastern King Duke as the head of all male immortals and the Western Queen Mother as the head of all female immortals.

The two stood together in the Celestial Court, rivaling the powerful Demon Clan. What a glorious and boundless scene that was!
However, later, the Eastern King Duke became ambitious due to the calamity energy entering his heart, and ultimately met a tragic end, dying and losing his immortality, leading to the destruction of the Celestial Court.

However, this Queen Mother of the West was able to assess the situation amidst that monstrous calamity and return to the sacred realm of West Kunlun alone when the Celestial Court was destroyed. From then on, she lived in seclusion, avoiding karma and the great calamity.

Such methods and temperament are far beyond what ordinary powerful beings can compare to!

"The way these people act is quite similar to the lineage of my Skull Mountain sect."

Ma Yuan nodded inwardly.

What he sought was the path to immortality—a path of seclusion and cultivation that allowed him to preserve himself throughout countless eons.

What I dislike most is getting too many karmic entanglements with those ancient clans and sage lineages who are keen on dominating the world and stirring up trouble.

And this Queen Mother of the West happens to be one of the few powerful rogue cultivators in this primordial world who possesses top-tier strength, yet also dislikes fighting and is pure of heart.

"If I can take this opportunity to establish a good relationship with West Kunlun, it will be a great help to me in establishing myself in this prehistoric world in the future."

With this thought in mind, Ma Yuan had already made up his mind.

Without the slightest hesitation, the mist that enveloped him slowly dissipated, revealing his true form.

His gaze calmly fell upon the Flower Fairy, and he spoke in a detached voice:
"Very well, I have long admired the fame of West Kunlun and was just about to pay you a visit. Since we are traveling together, it is no trouble to escort you for a while."

"Thank you, senior."

Upon hearing this, the Flower Fairy bowed gracefully once more, displaying the composure and etiquette expected of a disciple of a major sect.

However, before she could make a move...

"hold head high--!"

A high-pitched dragon roar, filled with boundless majesty, suddenly resounded from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds above the nine heavens!

A four-clawed black dragon, nearly ten thousand feet long and covered in jet-black scales, with a majestic aura, tore through the clouds and slowly emerged from the void with its ferocious head.

A powerful pressure belonging to a Golden Immortal filled the entire valley!

The Flower Fairy's pupils contracted slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

With her knowledge and experience, she would naturally not lose her composure over a golden immortal mount.

Within the sacred realm of West Kunlun, there are countless rare and exotic beasts, and even immortal beasts at the Golden Immortal level are not uncommon.

What truly surprised her was the current situation of the dragon race.

Since the Great Calamity of the Dragon-Han Era, the Dragon Clan has been burdened by karma and its fortune has declined. It has long lost its ancient glory, and Golden Immortals are now extremely rare. Most of them cultivate in seclusion in the Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas and rarely come out.

This rogue cultivator before them could actually command a Golden Immortal Black Dragon with a rather pure bloodline to serve as its mount.

The underlying strength and power behind this are far more thought-provoking than the supernatural abilities he displays. "This Senior Ma Yuan claims to be a wandering cultivator from the mountains, but he is probably not that simple..." Her thoughts raced, and she became increasingly curious about Ma Yuan's background and origins.

Ma Yuan ignored her thoughts and calmly took a step forward, standing firmly on the head of the black dragon Ao Xuan.

"Let's go."

He spoke calmly.

"Yes, senior."

The Flower Fairy composed herself, stopped thinking, and transformed into a seven-colored ray of light, gracefully landing on the broad back of the dragon.

The two of them then did not linger there for even a moment longer.

It transformed into a black streak of light that tore through the sky, heading straight towards the extremely distant Western Kunlun Mountains.

A fierce wind howled atop the dragon's back.

Ma Yuan sat cross-legged, his expression as calm as a still well.

He saw that although the Hundred Flower Fairy was forcibly suppressing her injuries, there was still a wisp of black evil energy lingering between her brows, which clearly indicated that her Dao foundation was seriously damaged.

With a flick of his sleeve, an antique tea tray carved from evergreen wood quietly floated between the two of them.

With a flick of his finger, a wisp of pure true fire blazed fiercely beneath the teapot.

The water in the pot was a pure, innate spring water that he collected from the East Sea.

When the water boiled, he slowly took out a deep red tea leaf with naturally formed mysterious Dao patterns from his sleeve and gently placed it into the pot.

In an instant, a unique and tranquil tea aroma filled the air.

The Flower Fairy was originally a manifestation of innate spiritual roots, possessing an innate sensitivity to the ways of plants and trees.

Just smelling the aroma of the tea, she felt her primordial spirit, which had been dulled by the Xuan Sha Qi, become clear and her thoughts became more and more open and clear.

"This wonderful fragrance that cleanses the mind and brings enlightenment... could it be the spiritual root of the legendary Enlightenment Tea Tree lineage?" she wondered, her heart stirring slightly.

Ma Yuan's voice was flat.

"Your injuries are quite severe; this tea may help stabilize your condition."

"This junior thanks you for your generous gift, senior." Seeing Ma Yuan's calm attitude, Fairy Baihua felt a warm current in her heart.

She did not refuse, but solemnly accepted the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

As soon as the tea entered her stomach, it instantly transformed into a powerful and pure torrent of innate wood elemental essence, flowing endlessly through her limbs and bones.

The mysterious evil energy that had been entrenched deep within her body began to slowly dissipate under the cleansing influence of this Daoist aura, which was filled with endless vitality and purifying power.

Although the injury has not fully healed, there is no longer any risk of lingering physical harm.

"Thank you so much, senior, for bestowing tea upon me and giving me such a life-saving grace!" Fairy Baihua bowed deeply to Ma Yuan once again, her voice filled with heartfelt gratitude.

"It was nothing," Ma Yuan said with a calm smile, then slowly asked, seemingly casually:
"I have lived deep in the mountains for a long time and know very little about the outside world. I wonder if the fairy could explain to me the affairs of the Western Kunlun Mountains?"

Upon hearing this, the Flower Fairy understood immediately.

She knew that although this senior master possessed great supernatural powers, he seemed to truly be a reclusive hermit who did not concern himself with worldly affairs.

She immediately composed herself and began to give Ma Yuan a detailed introduction to that supreme holy realm that countless female immortals longed for.

"Senior, you may not know this, but my Western Kunlun Sacred Realm is the ancestral vein where the innate Yin energy gathers in the primordial world. It is in stark contrast to the Yang energy ancestral vein of Eastern Kunlun, and together they control the Yin-Yang balance of the primordial world."

Her voice was gentle and melodious, like a clear mountain spring.

"My master, the Queen Mother of the West, shares the same Daoist philosophy as the West Kunlun Mountains, seeking the Dao of tranquility, non-action, and freedom from worldly strife."

Therefore, since the fall of the Celestial Court, our lineage in West Kunlun has completely sealed off its mountain gates, and its disciples are rarely allowed to leave, lest they be contaminated by the boundless calamities of the outside world.

(End of this chapter)