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

Chapter 216 Heavenly Joy, the Witch Clan's Superior Advantage

The guide chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, his tone mournful.

He gazed at the figure in blue, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Xuandu.

This person has already made a name for himself.

With the fortune of the Jie Sect increasing by another 30%, coupled with its original peak, it has become the number one sect in the prehistoric world, unshakeable.

And what about his Western religion?

Although we have the potential, how can we compete with the Jie Sect?

Zhunti remained silent.

He just stared intently at the figure in blue, at those eyes as calm as an ancient well, and at the faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Seven Treasures Tree trembled slightly in his palm.

He suddenly remembered what Xuandu had just said.

"After I return from mending the heavens, I will settle the matter of cause and effect with you all in detail."

Let's carefully consider the cause and effect.

How is it calculated?

He dared not think.

I finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He took a sudden step forward, his body ablaze with purple-purple Dao light, about to burst out of Zixiao Palace!

"I...I'm not reconciled!"

Yuan Shi grabbed him and pressed him down.

"Are you crazy?!"

The Primordial One roared, his voice hoarse:

"Go out and get yourself killed?!"

Lao Tzu was jolted.

He stared intently at Yuan Shi, his eyes filled with madness and resentment:

"That merit of mending the heavens... that should have been mine!"

"I am the true descendant of Pangu! I am the Sage of Taiqing! I..."

Yuanshi interrupted him:

"You are the fallen Saint of Taiqing."

"Your Taiji diagram is gone, your Kongtong Seal is gone, your Humanistic Teachings are ruined, and your Holy Foundation is damaged."

"What can you do outside?"

Lao Tzu paused in his speech.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but no sound came out.

Yes.

What can he do?

A standoff with Xuandu?

To fight Xuan Du?

Nuwa's fate is imminent.

His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

The last trace of color drained from that withered face.

The guide chanted the Buddha's name in a low, sorrowful voice:

"Amitabha Buddha...the cycle of cause and effect is inescapable, and retribution is inevitable..."

Zhunti remained silent.

He simply lowered his head even further.

Yuan Shi slowly closed his eyes.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the humiliation and anger surging in his heart, and turned to look out the window.

I looked toward the figure in blue standing in the void.

Looking towards those three pillars of merit.

Looking towards the Jie Sect, whose fortunes were soaring.

He suddenly remembered something from a long time ago.

At that time, Xuandu had just joined the Jie Sect and was just an ordinary disciple under Tongtian.

At that time, he was the beginning, high above, looking down upon the primordial world.

At that time, he never imagined that one day he would be forced into such a situation by this junior.

But now, everything has changed.

Yuanshi slowly opened his eyes, the Jade Purity Immortal Light in his eyes dimming.

......

Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

Xuan Du materialized and landed in front of the palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader was already standing outside the palace gate, hands behind his back, his blue robes fluttering in the wind.

He looked at Xuandu, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"I'm back."

The three words fell with undisguised pride.

Xuan Du bowed slightly:

"This disciple has fortunately fulfilled his mission."

Tongtian clapped his hands and laughed heartily.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"The task of mending the heavens is complete; your merit is immeasurable!"

"With you by our side, how can our Jie Sect not prosper?"

Xuan Du smiled slightly and said nothing more.

He slowly raised his hand, and in his palm, the golden light of merit that had been suppressing the depths of his Purple Mansion quietly emerged.

It was dazzling with golden light and boundless.

It was precisely that merit of mending the sky!

Tongtian's gaze narrowed slightly.

"You're not going to refine it?"

Xuan Du shook his head:

"This disciple has attained the Primordial Dao, which is a meritorious act of the Heavenly Dao. Whether or not I can refine it, this disciple is not yet certain."

"If you're not confident, don't practice."

He paused, gazing towards the Martial Arts Monument towering over the East China Sea beyond Jin'ao Island:

"This disciple wishes to bestow this merit upon the Martial Arts Heavenly Stele."

"At that time, the power of the Heavenly Stele will increase again, and the cultivation of the human race... will surely be faster."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian remained silent for a moment.

Then he nodded emphatically:

"good!"

"With such a heart, humanity is fortunate!"

Xuan Du smiled slightly, turned around, and looked at the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele.

He slowly raised his hand.

Golden light of merit suddenly erupted from the palm of his hand!

"go!"

The sound faded.

That vast and boundless merit of mending the heavens transformed into a golden rainbow, shooting straight towards the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele!

"boom!"

The Heavenly Stele trembled violently!

The profound and vast martial arts essence on the monument surged once again!

Under the golden light, the power of the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele increased by another 30%!

On the shores of the East China Sea, countless human cultivators looked up at the golden, dazzling celestial monument, their eyes filled with awe and gratitude.

They sensed it.

They sensed the sudden surge in the power of the Heavenly Stele.

The true meaning of martial arts became increasingly profound.

They sensed that... Master was working for their well-being once again!

Billions upon billions of humans knelt on the ground, bowing deeply towards Jin'ao Island:

"Thank you, Master!"

The sound waves surged like a tide, shaking the East China Sea.

......

The golden light in front of Biyou Palace gradually faded.

That vast merit of mending the heavens has been completely absorbed into the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele.

Xuan Du slowly withdrew his hand, his gaze shifting from the shores of the East China Sea to the figure in green robes before him.

Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him with eyes full of satisfaction.

"With the completion of mending the heavens, the merit will be bestowed upon the Heavenly Stele, and the fortunes of the human race will greatly increase."

Tongtian spoke, his voice calm, yet filled with undisguised praise:

"This was done extremely well."

Xuan Du bowed slightly:

"Thank you for your praise, Master."

He paused, then changed the subject:

"Master, I have something to discuss that requires me to leave the island."

Tongtian's gaze narrowed slightly:

"What is it?"

Xuan Du raised his eyes and looked towards the direction of the Netherworld:

"Go to the underworld and see the Goddess Houtu."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian was taken aback.

Immediately, his eyes lit up.

"A black tortoise?"

The two words fell, carrying a hint of understanding.

Xuan Du nodded:

"Yes."

"The true spirit of the Xuan Turtle has entered the cycle of reincarnation. With the blessing of the merit of mending the heavens, the true spirit has transformed and sublimated."

"This disciple needs to go to the underworld to discuss with the Goddess Houtu and arrange the best reincarnation for the Black Tortoise."

Tongtian nodded slightly:

"That's how it should be."

"The Xuan Turtle supported the heavens of the primordial world. Its four legs were severed, but its true spirit remained. Such a creature of great merit should naturally enjoy the best treatment in the cycle of reincarnation."

He paused, then suddenly remembered something:

"However... I suspect your trip to the underworld isn't just about the Black Tortoise, is it?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's lips slowly curled into a smile.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of calm as if the smile had been seen through.

"Master, you are wise to see the truth."

He spoke, his voice calm:

"Within the Jie Sect, there are still tens of millions of Wu Clan youths."

"Although they have joined my Jie Sect, they are ultimately formed from the essence of Pangu's blood, and have a very deep connection with the Netherworld."

Tongtian nodded:

"good."

"Houtu transformed into the cycle of reincarnation, becoming the ancestral witch of the witch clan."

"If the sons of the Wu tribe cultivate in the underworld, nourished by the energy of reincarnation, they will achieve twice the results with half the effort."

He looked at Xuandu, his eyes full of approval:

"You intend to move them all to the underworld?"

Xuan Du nodded:

"Yes."

"That is exactly what I intend to do."

"Although the Wu Clan joined the Jie Sect, they were ultimately not accustomed to the environment of the overseas immortal islands."

"Although the underworld is filled with yin energy, it is an excellent place for the witch clan to cultivate."

"Moreover, with the Goddess Houtu overseeing reincarnation and taking care of the Wu tribe's children, I can rest assured."

After listening, Tongtian remained silent for a moment.

Then he clapped his hands and laughed:

"Good! Good! Good!"

"This plan is brilliant!"

"The Wu tribe cultivates in the underworld, which not only allows them to avoid the strife of the primordial era, but also to receive the protection of Houtu, and to temper their bloodline with the energy of reincarnation."

"A win-win-win situation!"

He looked at Xuandu, his eyes filled with satisfaction:

"Since you've even thought of this step, what do I have to worry about?"

Xuan Du smiled slightly:

"Master, you flatter me."

"This disciple simply believes that those tens of millions of Wu Clan youths, having entered the Jie Sect, are now disciples of the Jie Sect."

"Since they are disciples of my Jie Sect, I should find them the most suitable place to cultivate."

Tongtian nodded:

"That's how it should be."

"Go then."

"Go to the underworld as soon as possible and return as soon as possible."

Xuan Du bowed deeply.