Primordial Era: I, Huanglong, have refined all the heavens, and will not join the Chan Sect.

Chapter 1 The Primordial Yellow Dragon

Erxian Mountain, Magu Cave.

A Taoist priest dressed in a yellow robe sat cross-legged on a futon. On his head grew two slightly immature but imposing dragon horns.

At this moment, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had encountered a problem in his cultivation.

Time flies, and before we know it, a hundred years have passed.

On this day, the yellow-robed Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"call--!"

"In the end, I was just a cut above the rest!"

Looking back on his experiences over the years, Huang Long couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

During a period of seclusion a hundred years ago, an extraterrestrial demon known as the Transmigrator invaded his spiritual platform, attempting to seize control of his body.

This transmigrator had no cultivation, but relying on the two strange magical treasures of the system and the protagonist's halo, he actually fought him to a standstill.

Fortunately, Huanglong possessed the cultivation of a Golden Immortal, and after a century of fierce battle, he finally emerged victorious, killing the transmigrator within his spiritual platform.

As the saying goes, misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise.

Although in this battle without gunpowder, if you are not careful, you will be possessed by a time traveler.

However, the gains after defeating that time traveler were also quite significant.

After the time traveler died, Huanglong gained the other's memories and saw many strange and unusual things.

What bothered Huanglong the most was that he saw another version of himself in the other person's memories.

That Taoist was also named Huanglong, and he also lived on Erxian Mountain, in Magu Cave. Moreover, he was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals under the tutelage of the Primordial Sage.

He also had another title: the disgrace of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The reason is simple: this Huanglong is too weak.

He had no magical treasures, no disciples, no skills, and no victories, earning him the nickname "The Four-No Taoist".

In the Investiture of the Gods, Huanglong was the most active in appearing, but he was also the one who suffered the most.

He was either hung up and beaten by Zhao Gongming, or chased and beaten by Lü Yue. In the end, he was even cut off the three flowers on his head and eliminated the five qi in his chest in the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation.

Even so, because of his background, he was never favored by Yuanshi Daoren from beginning to end.

In addition, due to his long-term cultivation of Taoism, he had little contact with the dragon race, which resulted in a poor relationship with them.

No matter how you look at it, he's an absolute scumbag.

"Nonsense! I am a member of the True Dragon Clan, after all. Although I am currently burdened by karma, with my lineage, how could I have become a worthless Taoist?"

Huang Long snorted coldly, not believing the things in the transmigrator's memories, at least not believing that the Huang Long in the other party's memories was himself.

After all, this is an extraterrestrial demon; how can one fully trust its memories?

Most importantly, although Huanglong had heard of the Three Pure Ones, Yuanshi Tianzun had not yet become a sage at this time.

He had also heard of Hongjun Daoist. Although the other party was powerful, he was not a saint either.

Therefore, in Huang Long's view, this was nothing more than a trick by that time traveler to trick him before he died.

Unless, what happens next in the prehistoric world matches the memories of that transmigrator.

Otherwise, he would never have believed it.

Compared to the transmigrator's uncertain memories, Huang Long was more concerned about the golden sphere of light within his spiritual platform.

The time traveler carried two special magical artifacts with him, one of which was the protagonist's halo.

After the transmigrator died, the fragments shattered into specks of golden light, which, along with the transmigrator's memories, merged into Huanglong's primordial spirit.

The other magical artifact is called the System, which is that golden ball of light.

In this century-long battle, the protagonist's halo played a powerful role.

It can protect time travelers from harm while also launching attacks, making it a powerful weapon that combines offense and defense.

However, this magical system was just a decoration from beginning to end, and it never played any role.

"Could it be...?"

"Is this not a powerful tool for both offense and defense?"

Huang Long stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and finally couldn't suppress his curiosity. He sent a wisp of his thought into the golden sphere of light.

Beep beep beep—!

next moment.

A piercing alarm sounded in Huang Long's mind.

"Warning! Warning! Host identity verification error. The Myriad Realms Refining System is self-destructing..."

"Hmph! Do you really think I'm some kind of 'Four No' Taoist? Once you're in my hands, do you think you can destroy yourself?"

Huang Long snorted coldly, then mobilized his Golden Immortal power to suppress the golden light in his spiritual platform.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

this day.

Huang Long suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden ball of light the size of a soybean flew out from between his eyebrows and landed in a yellow gourd containing pills.

next moment.

The yellow gourd then emitted a dazzling golden light.

This continued for nearly a century before the golden light gradually dimmed, revealing a simple, unadorned gourd that appeared to have no distinguishing features.

"It's a pity that only this part of the functionality was retained."

Looking at the gourd in his hand, Huang Long shook his head and sighed helplessly.

The magic weapon called the [All Realms Refining System] was of a higher grade than he had imagined.

Even though it was unclaimed, after a thousand years of effort, Huanglong only retained a portion of its functions, allowing it to merge with this gourd.

However, even though this magic weapon only retained some of its functions, after fusing with the gourd, it also upgraded the gourd to a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure with twenty-four divine restrictions.

Moreover, it is a naturally occurring spiritual treasure with the potential for growth, which Huanglong named the Devouring Yuan Gourd.

The Devouring Yuan Gourd has only one function, but it is extremely powerful.

That is to refine the rare and precious materials absorbed into the gourd into pure source liquid.

During the refining process, the Devouring Yuan Gourd can also absorb part of the essence of these objects, slowly increasing its own divine restriction and improving its own grade.

Theoretically speaking, as long as the Devouring Yuan Gourd continues to refine various objects, it will eventually become a supreme innate treasure!

Depending on the items being refined, the resulting source liquid will have different effects.

Some source liquids, when used as auxiliary materials in alchemy, can increase the success rate and quantity of pills produced.

Some source liquids, when applied to spiritual roots, can increase their growth rate and shorten the time required for fruit to mature.

Some source liquids can enhance one's foundation...

There are many types of source liquids, some with a single effect and some with multiple effects. Huanglong is not very clear about the specifics at the moment.

"With this magic weapon, perhaps one day in the future my foundation will be as deep as that of the First Emperor."

After understanding the effects of the Devouring Yuan Gourd, Huang Long couldn't help but show a look of joy. The deeper one's foundation, the greater one's achievements will be.

If one's own foundation is as profound as that of the First Emperor, perhaps one day in the future one can attain the status of a sage.

"Sigh! It's just that the karma I carry is a bit troublesome..."

In the primordial world, once one is burdened by karma, one will be disliked by heaven and earth, leading to misfortune in all things and making it much more difficult to improve one's cultivation.

Most importantly, those burdened by karma are easily blinded in their primordial spirit. During the great eons, they may inadvertently do some unwise things and end up dying and disappearing.

But soon, Huang Long's brows relaxed. With the Devouring Yuan Gourd in hand, it would be much easier to improve his cultivation and eliminate karma in the future.

Huang Long stopped thinking about it and spent three thousand years refining the twenty-four divine restrictions on the Devouring Yuan Gourd, thus gaining complete control over this rare innate spiritual treasure.

He then threw all his useless items into the Devouring Yuan Gourd and began refining the source liquid.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another century has passed.

this day.

Between heaven and earth, purple clouds rise from the east, and golden lotuses spring forth from the earth.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth instantly increased by three percent, and many spiritual roots broke through the soil.

next moment.

A voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, spreading across the entire primordial world and reaching the ears of all living beings.

"I am Hongjun, and today I have attained the status of a sage."

"Three thousand years from now, the Great Dao will be preached in the Zixiao Palace of the Outer Heavens. Those who are destined can come and listen."

(End of this chapter)