Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Hongyun's voice was hoarse and slow.

It's not that I don't believe it, but rather that it's too unbelievable.

He had once fallen, his true spirit shattered, and he had been silent for a long time. Now, after he awoke, three juniors standing in front of him told him that he could not only live, but also become the Human Emperor, and even become a being that surpassed the Quasi-Saint.

Huang Long nodded solemnly: "Whether you, senior, can become the Human Emperor after being reincarnated as a human, or achieve the quasi-saint position, depends on your great destiny."

Hongyun looked at Huanglong with a puzzled expression.

Huanglong had no choice but to explain again, "After you are reborn as a human, all the things from your previous life will disappear. How far you can go depends on your own destiny."

"To ensure the smooth growth of your reincarnated form, we have arranged a protector for you." Huanglong pointed to Duobao beside him.

Hongyun's gaze fell on Duobao.

Meeting Hongyun's gaze, Duobao leaned forward slightly, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said in a steady and resolute voice, "This junior is Duobao. After you are reincarnated, I will be responsible for guiding and protecting you."

Hongyun looked at Duobao and suddenly smiled.

A smile bloomed on his thin face, carrying a hint of satisfaction.

The disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master, with his late-stage Daluo cultivation, is more than enough!

"Your Majesty...you are very kind." Hongyun nodded slowly.

He put away his smile and solemnly returned Duobao's bow, saying, "After reincarnation, I hope you will give me much guidance, teacher."

Duobao quickly stepped aside, not daring to accept such a bow: "Senior, you flatter me. This is merely my duty."

Hongyun straightened up, his gaze sweeping over Huanglong, Xuandu, and Duobao.

Then, he remained silent for a moment.

"You just said..." His voice suddenly became very soft, "After I am reincarnated, I will forget everything from my previous life."

Huanglong nodded: "That's how reincarnation works. The true spirit enters the human realm, the memories of the previous life dissipate, and it is reborn in the cradle of a human, starting everything anew."

"Otherwise, you are still a primordial deity, but not a human."

Hongyun remained silent for a long time.

He stood before the Wheel of Reincarnation, watching the light of the six realms flow across his true spirit.

He could sense the immense power contained within it, and he knew that Huanglong had not lied to him.

"I have one more wish."

He raised his head and looked at Huanglong.

A pleading look appeared in those gentle eyes.

"I want to see my old friend one last time."

He knew that after his reincarnation, he would no longer be Hongyun.

Huanglong looked at Hongyun, this innate saint. At this moment, there was no desire for the throne of the human emperor, the primordial purple qi, or the sub-saint in his eyes. He only had the simplest wish... to see his old friend.

Houtu looked at Huanglong, then at herself, and said irritably, "You are the ruler of Fengdu, and you still need to ask me about such a small matter?"

Huanglong grinned upon hearing this, "Thank you, Empress Houtu."

The next moment, he raised his right hand, and the authority of the Lord of Fengdu flowed through his palm once more.

Black and gold light condensed at his fingertips, then opened up a passage beside him.

At the other end of that passage was the Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Hill.

The passage connecting to the underworld is taboo for ordinary beings, but for Huanglong, the lord of Fengdu, it is nothing more than a wave of his hand.

Zhen Yuanzi, the master of Wanshou Mountain, was naturally extremely sensitive to the aura of such underworld passages.

as predicted.

Before the passage was fully formed, a figure appeared at the entrance.

Zhen Yuanzi.

His brows furrowed slightly, clearly indicating that he had sensed the presence of the underworld before rushing here.

But when his gaze passed through the passage and landed on the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc, the figures were slightly stunned.

In particular, the familiar aura of the true spirit floating in the void caused Zhen Yuanzi's stable Dao heart to waver slightly.

The green-robed Taoist standing at the entrance of the passage and the True Spirit standing before the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc, separated by a passage and the realms of Yin and Yang, finally met each other's gazes.

Although its form was semi-transparent and its true spirit was still somewhat illusory, Zhen Yuanzi didn't need any confirmation about its face, its eyes, or its aura.

He crossed the passageway.

When he reached Hongyun, his hands were trembling slightly, unable to stop himself from standing in front of her.

Huanglong, Xuandu, Duobao, and the others stepped aside to let the two old friends, who had not seen each other for a long time, catch up.

Hongyun looked at his old friend so close to him, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke first. His voice was soft, with a hint of apologetic smile.

"Fellow Daoist, if one less person eats this ginseng fruit, there will be quite a few left."

The wrinkles on Zhen Yuanzi's thin face smoothed out in that instant. He stared at Hongyun's face, his lips moved several times, and finally squeezed out a sentence from his throat.

"Hongyun, you...you're finally back."

The voice was trembling.

Hongyun's lips trembled slightly. He lowered his head, his voice hoarse and low: "It's my fault. If only I had listened to your advice back then..."

"Stop talking." Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand forcefully. "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

Those eyes, which had always been calm and composed, were now slightly red.

He stood before Hongyun like an elder brother who had seen his long-lost brother. All the composure and calmness he had built up over the years collapsed at this moment.

"Qingfeng and Mingyue... are you all well?" Hongyun asked. He tried to make his tone sound as light as possible.

Zhen Yuanzi sniffed, his voice still hoarse: "They're doing well. They often talk about you, their senior uncle. They now have a ginseng fruit tree, waiting for you to taste the ginseng fruit."

"Good! Good! Good!"

"When I return in reincarnation, I will definitely pick all the ginseng fruit from their tree," Hongyun said with a smile.

"Reincarnation..." Zhen Yuanzi's voice faltered, "You...!"

"I want to be reborn as a human, like Fuxi!" Hongyun's smile carried a hint of pride.

"Excellent!" Zhen Yuanzi clapped his hands heavily. "Fuxi attained the Dao and became the Human Emperor, obtained the Primordial Purple Qi, broke through to the Quasi-Saint level, and became the number one person below the Saint! You actually have such an opportunity...!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zhen Yuanzi said "good" three times in a row. It wasn't just politeness or comfort; it was his heartfelt joy for his old friend.

His old friend Zhen Yuanzi, who had perished countless years ago, is now not only to be reborn, but also to sit on the throne of the Human Emperor and to attain the sub-saintly Dao fruit.

There couldn't be better news than this.

"When you fell, I thought..." Zhen Yuanzi choked up, swallowing the rest of his sentence, and replaced it with a hearty laugh. "Never mind, never mind. Today is a joyous day. You are going to become the Human Emperor, and I cannot fail to present the gifts befitting a Human Emperor...!"

"Fellow Daoist," Hongyun interrupted him.

Zhen Yuanzi stopped.

A smile graced Hongyun's translucent face.

The smile was faint, yet it contained so much: apology, gratitude, reluctance to part, and anticipation.

He said in a relaxed tone, "After reincarnation, I will forget everything from my past life. I will forget your affairs and our friendship."

"After breaking through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, although I could remember, I didn't know if I was still Hongyun at that time."