Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Waves of Daoist energy surged forth as the leaves sprouted and grew.

Huanglong's primordial spirit and physical body, like the parched earth that had been dry for millions of years, frantically absorbed the nourishment from these Daoist principles.

His understanding of the laws deepened and expanded at an alarming rate.

His mid-stage Great Luo realm quickly stabilized, and he steadily progressed towards the late-stage Great Luo realm!

He "saw" more.

I saw the softness and strength contained in the Great Way of Water. The softness of water can nourish all things and can also penetrate stone and erode gold; the strength of water can break a towering mountain and can also sweep across the heavens and the earth.

We have witnessed the earth's role in bearing and nurturing life. The earth, with its profound virtue, bears all things without speaking; the miraculous soil nurtures life silently.

I witnessed the growth and decay of the wood in the Great Way, the cycle of life and death, flourishing and withering each year, which is the way of Heaven.

He even faintly touched the edge of the Great Dao of Cause and Effect. Why did the Azure Dragon Ancestor obtain this piece of withered wood? Why did Zhen Yuanzi give him a branch...!

As Huanglong's understanding of the laws of the Great Dao deepened, the world within the Xuanhuang Realm trembled, the evolution intensified, and the speed at which he devoured and refined the chaotic energy suddenly increased hundreds of times. The area of ​​the world expanded, and the rules of the world continued to improve.

However, Huanglong was currently wandering in the ocean of the Great Dao and was unaware of it!

When Huanglong awoke, decades had already passed.

But in just a few decades, he could achieve the equivalent of several lifetimes of arduous cultivation.

Huanglong sat cross-legged on the cloud, quietly contemplating his recent breakthrough in cultivation and the various insights brought about by the Daoist philosophy of the tea tree.

When Huanglong awoke from his immersion in the vast, star-like Daoist aura, the echoes of the collision of laws seemed to still resonate deep within his soul.

He slowly opened his eyes, and deep within his pupils, he first saw the afterimages of Dao patterns flowing in the void, which then gradually became clear, revealing the scene before him.

The first thing you see is a tree.

A tea tree, three zhang tall, stood quietly in front of Huanglong.

The tree trunk is no longer as translucent as it was when it was first born. Instead, it has taken on a natural brown color, with the bark cracked like dragon scales. The patterns are naturally formed, and a faint emerald green glow flows between each scale.

The main trunk stretches straight to the sky, then splits into three at a height of about ten feet. The three main branches, like the claws of a dragon, extend in different directions. Each main branch then branches into nine smaller branches, which in turn branch into finer twigs, layer upon layer, forming a lush canopy like a cloud.

But what is most dazzling and mesmerizing is the tree full of leaves.

The leaves are not a single shade of emerald green, but rather display a gradient of hundreds of colors.

Some leaves are fiery red, with veins flowing with fiery patterns; some are azure blue, with the reflection of waves on their surface; some are golden and dazzling, with sharp golden glints shimmering along their edges; some are lush and verdant, brimming with vitality...!

Each leaf contains patterns formed by the natural laws of Tao.

Huang Long focused his attention and observed closely. On the crimson leaf closest to him, the patterns resembled burning flame totems, radiating outwards from the leaf stalk, layer upon layer, eventually gathering on the leaf surface to form a mysterious rune. This was a manifestation of the great law of 'fire' between heaven and earth. However, a large part of the center of the rune was blank, and the patterns were slowly extending. It would take a long time before it was fully condensed.

Looking at the azure leaf next to it, the water-like patterns meander and flow, forming a swirling vortex pattern that repeats itself. The entire Dao pattern vortex is complete and mature.

His gaze swept across the entire canopy of the tree. Among the countless leaves, three thousand leaves swayed gracefully, and about ninety-nine percent of them had broken veins.

Some have only sprouted a corner, some have broken patterns, some have dim core runes, and some are completely blank... These are all immature leaves whose great Dao is not yet complete.

However, there are several other tea leaves, their inner radiance and profound Taoist charm.

These mature leaves are all related to the Dao of Water.

"A few perfect tea leaves... the rest are still growing." Huang Long murmured to himself. This Enlightenment Tea Tree, now newly sprouted, has already recovered to the level of a superior spiritual root.

Restoring it to its original state will likely not be an easy task.

However, it requires immeasurable time to accumulate, and is even related to the Great Dao Laws that formed the primordial world.

His gaze moved downwards and landed on the roots of the tea tree.

"Where is my huge mass of Heavenly Breath Soil?"

Huanglong used his divine sense to scan carefully, and finally found it under that large clump of crisscrossing tree roots...!

However, the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, which had originally recovered to a size of about ten feet, had now shrunk to the size of a fist!

The colorful glow had dimmed considerably, and the texture of the Breath Soil was no longer as full of life and vitality as it had been at the beginning; it now appeared quite ordinary...

Countless fine tea tree roots tightly entwined this mound of life-giving soil, like a hungry infant suckling milk, slowly and continuously drawing upon the last vestiges of life-giving energy from the heavenly soil.

"Oh no!" Huang Long's heart tightened.

The Nine Heavens Breath Soil is a first-class creation of the primordial world. This small piece was left over after the goddess Nuwa created humans. She cherished it and used it to nurture countless spiritual roots.

The Nine Heavens Breath Soil was indeed growing slowly—this was a characteristic of the Nine Heavens Breath Soil, which could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and grow like a living thing.

It took several huiyuan to restore it to a size of about ten feet in diameter.

But today, the Enlightenment Tea Tree has been restored. This innate spiritual root has an extremely high demand for the source of creation. In just a few decades, it has almost drained this piece of life soil!

"It's like going back to square one!"

"If it were to gain further enlightenment, this divine object would likely be completely consumed by the Enlightenment Tea Tree, utterly vanishing into nothingness..."

Huang Long's forehead seemed to be dripping with cold sweat. "The Nine Heavens Breath Soil is a rare divine object. Nuwa used most of it to create humans. It is unknown whether it still exists in the prehistoric world. We cannot let it die out in my hands."

He dared not hesitate any longer and immediately raised his hand, his five fingers grasping loosely.

A gentle magical power enveloped the fist-sized mass of Nine Heavens Breath Soil, carefully peeling away each root of the tea tree.

The Enlightenment Tea Tree seemed reluctant to part with its roots, which entwined itself tightly. It took Huanglong a great deal of effort to remove the Nine Heavens Breath Soil intact without damaging the tree's roots.

The Nine Heavens Breath Soil that was taken down had extremely weak radiance, and its seven colors were so faint that they were almost invisible. It was grayish-brown in color, and it was no longer warm to the touch, but rather somewhat cold and rough.

But Huanglong could sense that at the very core of the Breath Soil, a faint trace of its original essence was still pulsating tenaciously, like a candle flame in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment, but could still regain its brilliance if given the right nourishment.

He breathed a sigh of relief and took the severely shrunken Nine Heavens Breath Soil into the Xuanhuang Realm, burying it not far from the Earth Vein Dragon Pattern Tree. He even mobilized a trace of the Earth Vein Dragon Pattern Tree's essence, combining it with the Earth Vein Power of the Xuanhuang Realm to nourish this mass of Nine Heavens Breath Soil.

Looking at the Nine Heavens Breath Soil slowly regaining its vibrant colors, Huanglong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After doing all this, Huanglong turned his attention back to the Enlightenment Tea Tree.

The roots of the Enlightenment Tea Tree, whose delicious flavor had been stolen, swayed gently in the air...!