Primordial Era: Cultivation level equals the sum of the Jie Sect's total; the Three Pure Ones a

Under the golden net of destiny, Jin'ao Island seemed to have become the center of the primordial wilderness.

Hundreds of millions of fine, dazzling golden threads fell from the void, intertwining and rotating, illuminating the entire immortal island in a magnificent glow.

That was neither a manifestation of spiritual energy nor a manifestation of law, but a strange phenomenon that naturally manifested between heaven and earth from a pure and unimaginably powerful torrent of fortune!

Purple clouds rise from the east, stretching for 300 million miles, transforming into auspicious clouds that linger and never dissipate.

Golden lotuses emerged from the void, blooming one by one, sprinkling endless sweet dew of Daoist essence.

The ethereal music seemed to be chanting and offering congratulations from countless beings in the darkness.

Along the entire coast of the East China Sea, and even throughout the entire eastern part of the prehistoric world, all living beings felt a sense of connection at this moment and involuntarily looked towards Jin'ao Island!

"What...what kind of incredible fortune is this?"

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes swirling with celestial light as he stared intently at the golden net of fortune covering the sky in the direction of the East Sea.

As a sage of the Heavenly Dao, how keen is his perception of destiny?

But at this moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression from that torrent of fortune!

Its vastness even made this saint feel apprehensive!

"The Intercepting Sect...Xuan Du..."

Yuanshi gritted his teeth and whispered, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his sleeve humming and trembling, the Jade Purity Dao Light flickering uncertainly.

He could clearly sense that the source of that torrent of fortune was Lingyun Peak on Jin'ao Island!

This is the place where Xuandu is in seclusion!

A hundred years ago, Xuandu established martial arts, passed it on to the human race, and gathered fortune, which caused the fortune of the Jie Sect to soar, surpassing all other sects.

At that time, although the Jie Sect was powerful, it was still within the realm that sages could understand.

After all, the Tongtian Sect Leader taught without discrimination, attracting countless immortals to his court. With numerous disciples, his fortune naturally flourished.

Furthermore, given that Xuandu is a teacher of the human race and carries the will of hundreds of millions of humans, it is only natural that his fortune would rise again.

But now...

This fortune has far exceeded what the Jie Sect should have!

It is even several times, dozens of times, more powerful than when the Jie Sect was at its peak!

How is this possible?!

The way of destiny is mysterious and profound.

Saints enjoy the blessings of the religion, which forms the foundation of the religion. They can mobilize the sect's fortune to bless themselves, improve their spiritual cultivation, and suppress karma.

But that's just mobilization, not exclusive ownership!

The sect's fortune is distributed among each disciple. The sage can only borrow its power, but cannot completely separate it and gather it into one person.

This is the ironclad law of the primordial world, the balance established by the Great Dao.

Otherwise, if the sage were to gather all the fortune of the sect, wouldn't the disciples become rootless duckweed, losing all their fortune and facing endless calamities?

But the torrent of fortune that Xuandu is currently displaying... has clearly exceeded this scope!

This is simply...completely overturning Yuanshi's entire understanding of the Way of Destiny!

"What kind of extraordinary opportunity has this child obtained?"

Yuanshi's face turned ashen, golden flames flickering wildly in his eyes, jealousy and fear almost overwhelming his Dao heart.

As the Jade Purity Saint, he was in charge of the Chan Sect, enjoyed the merits of the creation of the world, and established the sect's fortune. He considered himself to be one of the beings with the deepest fortune in the primordial world.

But compared to the torrent of fortune in Xuandu... it's like a firefly compared to the bright moon!

How could he possibly tolerate this?!

"The Great Calamity...we must initiate the Great Calamity as soon as possible!"

Yuanshi gritted his teeth, and the three precious jade ruyi in his sleeve shone with light, evolving into infinite celestial mysteries:

"This child has already shown promise, blessed with good fortune, and his destiny is sealed. If we give him more time to grow..."

He dared not think any further.

The Hundred-Year Primordial Grand Luo is unprecedented in history.

If Xuandu were given another thousand or ten thousand years... with his current fortune, he might actually be able to break through to a higher realm like the Hunyuan Daluo.

At that time, the Jie Sect will have Tongtian in charge, Xuandu, a Hunyuan Daluo with overwhelming fortune, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation as their reliance...

In the primordial chaos, who could possibly subdue it?

"He must... perish in this great calamity!"

A murderous intent surged in Yuanshi's eyes. With a flicker, he transformed into a beam of jade-pure immortal light and headed towards Mount Sumeru in the west.

He needed to discuss with Jieyin and Zhunti how to advance the Great Tribulation and how... to eliminate Xuandu during the tribulation!

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Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

Lao Tzu sat cross-legged before the alchemy furnace, his face pale and his breath weak.

The leader of the Human Sect suffered a devastating blow: his Dao Fruit shattered, his Saint Realm plummeted to the early stage of the First Heaven, his foundation was damaged, and his path to enlightenment was severed. This blow was far too heavy for him.

But at this moment.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes swirling with purple energy, and stared intently at the East China Sea!

"Luck...such immense luck..."

Lao Tzu's voice was hoarse, trembling with disbelief:

"Ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect... billions of humans... have actually gathered here?!"

As the head of the Three Pure Ones, he once enjoyed three-tenths of the fortune of the Human Teachings and had a profound understanding of the Way of Fortune.

Even at his peak, the fortune he enjoyed was far less than one-tenth of what Xuandu is experiencing now!

What alarmed him even more was that... within that torrent of fortune, faint patterns of the Great Dao were manifesting!

That was a sign that the aura was so strong that it resonated with heaven and earth, and even touched the origin of the Great Dao!

"This child...is he truly going to defy the heavens?!"

Laozi gritted his teeth and growled, the flat cane at his fingertips trembling slightly.

They abolished other sects, slew the Holy Mother Nuwa, and now they've gathered such immense fortune...

Every step Xuandu takes tramples on the dignity of the sages and overturns the primordial order!

But unfortunately... Dao Ancestor Hongjun has yet to appear and stop it.

It was as if they tacitly approved of all of this.

"Could it be... that the Dao Ancestor really..."

I dare not think any further.

If even the Dao Ancestor tacitly approves of Xuandu's actions, then the primordial world... is truly about to change.

He slowly closed his eyes and looked inward at himself.

His foundation in the Holy Path was riddled with cracks, his cultivation had plummeted to rock bottom, and he had lost all his luck... He was now a cripple.

In the midst of a great calamity, in his current state, let alone contend with Xuandu, he would even have difficulty protecting himself.

"Never mind..."

Lao Tzu sighed deeply, his voice filled with desolation:

"A great calamity is about to begin; let us see... how Heaven will choose."

He said no more, and with a flick of his sleeve, purple energy enveloped his mangled body, slowly sinking into the depths of the alchemy furnace.

Seclusion.

Rebuild the foundation.

Even if the hope is slim, he must give it a try.

......

In the west, Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin and Zhunti stood side by side on the mountaintop, gazing at the golden net of fortune covering the eastern sky, their expressions filled with even greater anguish.

"Senior brother..."

The Seven Treasures Tree in Cundi's hand shimmered with light, and his voice was hoarse:

"This young man, Xuandu... his destiny has already taken hold."

"With such power, let alone a sage, even the Dao Ancestor himself would not dare to act rashly."

After all, fortune is a mysterious and unpredictable thing; who would dare to lay a hand on someone with great fortune?

Not to mention that Xuandu's fortune has now far surpassed that of ordinary people with great fortune.

As he softly chanted the Buddha's name, a glint of shrewdness flashed deep within the compassion in his eyes:

"The tide of fortune is as vast as the sea; the great trend has been established."

"This child... is no longer a match for us."

Zhunti frowned deeply:

"Are we just going to watch him grow stronger? Watch his Jie Sect's fortunes soar, and in the future great calamity, he surpass our Western Sect?"

The guide slowly shook his head:

"No."

He paused, then looked eastward, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"The greater one's fortune, the heavier one's calamities."

"Xuandu has gathered such a massive amount of fortune, which is already going against the heavens and will surely incur the wrath of the heavens."

"In the great calamity, he... is the biggest variable, and also the biggest target."

Zhunti's eyes lit up:

"Senior brother, are you saying... to use someone else to do the dirty work?"

Jieyin nodded slightly:

"Yuanshi just sent a message, wishing to discuss with us the matter of initiating the Great Kalpa."

"Perfect..."

His voice turned cold:

"Let the immense fortune of Xuandu become the fuse for the great calamity, the catalyst for the final battle between the Lich King and the Demon King."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti clapped his hands:

"good!"

"At that time, the great calamity will erupt, the calamity energy will permeate, the heavenly secrets will be in chaos, and all the sages will be able to take action."

"Even with Xuandu's flourishing fortune, can it withstand the combined might of all the sages?"

Without another word, Jieyin flicked his sleeve, and golden light enveloped the two of them, heading towards Kunlun Mountain.

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Nuwa Palace.

Nuwa collapsed onto her cloud bed, her robes tattered, her face deathly pale, and the purple-gold holy blood at the corner of her mouth still wet.

The Holy Mother's Dao Fruit shattered, her Holy Realm plummeted, and her foundation was damaged.

This blow was almost devastating for her.

What broke her heart even more was Fuxi's betrayal.

She has been plotting for her elder brother for countless years, even going so far as to break ties with Xuandu and use the Creation Stone...

But what he received in return was Fuxi's words, "The Jie Sect is the destiny we are meant to have."

This was even more heartbreaking for her than Xuandu stripping her of her position as Holy Mother.

"Xuan Du... Fu Xi..."

Nuwa gritted her teeth and whispered, her eyes filled with venomous resentment:

"I...will make you...pay the price!"

however.

Just as hatred was churning in her heart.

An unimaginably powerful surge of fortune roared from the direction of the East Sea, causing the entire Nuwa Palace to vibrate!

"This is......"

Nuwa's pupils contracted sharply, and she looked up abruptly at the golden net of fortune in the east.

She could clearly sense that the source of that torrent of fortune was Xuandu!

Its sheer power was so overwhelming that even she, a saint, felt breathless!

"How is this possible... how could he possibly possess such a wealth of fortune?!"

Nuwa gasped in disbelief, her face filled with disbelief.

She once enjoyed 30% of the human race's fortune and considered herself one of the saints with the deepest fortune in the primordial world.

But compared to Xuandu now... it's like a stream compared to a vast ocean!

The gap was so large that it filled her with despair!

"Could it be... that he has truly received the favor of the Great Dao? Is he truly... destined by the Heavenly Mandate of the Primordial World?"

The moment this thought crossed her mind, Nuwa's delicate body trembled violently, and for the first time, a clear...fear appeared in her eyes.

If that's true...

If she were to oppose Xuandu, wouldn't she be opposing destiny itself? Wouldn't she be opposing the Great Dao?

At that time, not only will the Dao Ancestor not stand up for her, but even the Heavenly Dao... will probably abandon her!

"No...impossible!"

Nuwa gritted her teeth and growled, forcibly suppressing the fear in her heart:

"He's just a junior, he just received some extraordinary opportunities... how can he represent destiny?"

"A great calamity is about to begin, and unexpected changes are bound to occur... No matter how strong his fortune is, he cannot escape this calamity!"

She stared intently at the east, her eyes surging with resentment and murderous intent once more.

"Xuan Du, when the great calamity erupts, I will personally witness your demise and dissipation!"

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