Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

After learning the reason for the great spiritual upheaval of Taiyin Yuegui.

Huang Long stopped beating around the bush and said directly, "I've come here to take you away from Taiyin Star."

The true spirit of Taiyin Gui visibly fluctuated for a moment, but quickly returned to calm.

Immediately, a soft chuckle echoed in Huanglong's mind, tinged with a hint of mockery: "Leaving Taiyin Star? Is the Great Emperor joking?"

She paused, her branches swaying gently, moonlight flowing within them: "I am a supreme innate spiritual root, rooted here since the beginning of heaven and earth, connected to the origin of the Taiyin Star."

"Leaving the Moon Star? Then it is no longer the Moon Laurel."

Her tone was firm, revealing her disdain for what Huang Long had said.

"Even if the Great Emperor wields the Purple Star Mystic Handle and his cultivation has reached the Quasi-Saint realm, it is impossible for him to forcibly move me away. Let alone the Great Emperor, even if a Saint himself came, he might not be able to do it."

Huang Long listened quietly to her finish speaking, without interrupting or refuting her.

After she finished speaking, he slowly said, "You're right. I won't, and can't, move the entire Moon Laurel from the Moon Star."

The true spirit of Taiyin Yuegui relaxed slightly, seemingly thinking that this Ziwei Emperor was quite reasonable.

But Huang Long's next words froze her entire tree.

"Although you possess a supreme innate spiritual root and wield the Great Dao of Taiyin, you are unable to take human form in this life. You are bound by the Taiyin Moon Laurel in this life and cannot break free."

The truth is the most hurtful!

silence.

A long silence.

The branches and leaves of the Moon Laurel no longer swayed, and the clear, melodious sound of jade chimes disappeared. The entire tree stood amidst the palace ruins.

Only the moonlight continued to flow across the tree, but the speed of its flow slowed down, as if it were worried about the silence of the laurel tree.

Huanglong didn't urge it, but just watched it quietly.

He was referring to the predicament faced by the Moon Laurel.

The innate top-grade spiritual root has an extremely vast origin. If it were in the beginning of the ancient times, there might still be a chance, but now the Heavenly Dao simply does not allow such a being to take human form.

This is not a matter of cultivation level, but a limitation imposed by the rules of Heaven.

All ten of the most superior spiritual roots in the primordial world were like this: they possessed extremely high foundations, yet could only become an immovable tree.

Although the Moon Laurel is highly intelligent, the possibility of it transforming into a Daoist being remains an unattainable dream.

It knew this ever since its intelligence increased.

Knowing something is one thing, but having it exposed to your face is another.

After a long silence, Taiyin Yuegui's voice rang out again, still clear and melodious, but lacking its previous composure, it carried a hint of expectation: "Can you take me away?"

She asked very softly, as if afraid of hearing the answer, or as if afraid of not hearing the answer at all.

Huang Long nodded: "Okay."

Two words, spoken with resounding force.

The true spirit of the Moon Laurel fluctuated violently, causing the entire Moon Laurel tree to tremble.

Her spiritual senses reached out and hovered around Huanglong, trying to confirm whether he was lying.

But all she perceived was a vast and open expanse.

Huang Long did not lie to her.

This discovery plunged the Moon Laurel into even deeper silence.

She began to re-examine the Ziwei Emperor before her.

What is his background? What methods did he use to claim he could take her away?

Could a quasi-saint bear such overwhelming karma?

A series of questions arose in Taiyin Yuegui's true spirit, making her hesitant to believe even though she was certain that Huanglong had not lied.

She doesn't believe in Huanglong.

Or rather, she dared not easily trust any living being.

"Can I really take human form?" Taiyin Yuegui's voice held a hint of probing. "Although the Great Emperor possesses a noble status and profound cultivation, the rules of Heaven are what they are, and even a sage cannot change them. How can the Great Emperor guarantee that he can allow me to take human form?"

Huang Long sensed her distrust but didn't offer any further explanation.

Sometimes, it's better to do something than to say a lot.

He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, and a circle of black and white light shimmered in his palm.

A bead slowly emerged from the light.

The Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl.

Without wasting words, Huanglong directly activated the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl, projecting the two worlds evolving within the pearl onto the true spirit of Taiyin Yuegui.

The spirit of Taiyin Yuegui was drawn to that world and involuntarily ventured inside.

What she saw first was that Yang Realm.

It was a world full of light and warmth, with a blazing sun hanging in the sky, casting golden rays. What truly attracted it was a towering tree rising from the very center of that land, its canopy reaching the sun, its branches burning with the fiery power of the sun.

Hibiscus tree.

Taiyin Yuegui almost thought she was seeing things.

But the aura of the Fusang tree, which has been rooted in the sun since the beginning of time, stands opposite her, one yin and one yang, in distant opposition.

They had never actually met, yet their scents were all too familiar to each other.

But the hibiscus tree at this moment is completely different from before.

It resonates with the entire Great Way of the World, and is unique in this world, no longer a spiritual root trapped on the Sun Star.

It clearly sensed that although the Fusang tree no longer possessed the aura of a top-grade innate spiritual root, it had also broken free from its constraints.

It seems that in this world, it is truly not subject to the suppression of the laws of nature.

Huanglong's voice rang out again: "These two worlds I have evolved are one yin and one yang. These two worlds are not yet perfect; they are still missing a primordial spiritual root that can support the heavens."

His tone was calm, yet it exuded absolute confidence: "I have no shortage of innate spiritual roots, but only the Fusang Tree and the Taiyin Laurel Tree are in harmony with the Great Dao of these two worlds. Once you become the pillar spiritual roots of this world, as the master of this world, I will naturally allow you to take human form and cultivate and comprehend the Dao like other innate beings."

Taiyin Gui fell silent.

Her spirit lingered in the mortal realm, observing the state of the Fusang tree again and again.

That spiritual root, which was the opposite of her original source, had truly embarked on a new path, a path of transcendence.

It's not deception, it's not an illusion.

This Ziwei Emperor truly did it.

Taiyin Yuegui's spiritual consciousness slowly withdrew from the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl and returned to its true spirit.

Her branches trembled slightly, and the rustling of those silvery-white leaves revealed the turmoil in her heart.

"That other world...!" it spoke, its voice somewhat hoarse, "was it left for me?"

Huang Long nodded: "That's right. The mortal realm already has Fusang, but the underworld is in dire need of your Taiyin Laurel."

Taiyin Yuegui did not ask any further questions.

She looked into Huanglong's eyes, and there was no greed or calculation in them, only an equal gaze.

Taiyin Yuegui knew that if she was unwilling, the Ziwei Emperor in front of her would not force her.

However, it lost a path that allowed it to break free from the constraints of the Heavenly Way and roam freely between heaven and earth.

"Okay." Taiyin Yuegui's voice was clear and firm. "I promise you."