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

In the void, three dazzling rays of light burst forth!

A beam of apricot-yellow light, heavy as a mountain, surrounded by the energy of the Earth element!

A crimson light, as hot as fire, scorched the void with the essence of fire!

A beam of azure light, serene as a lotus, circulated ceaselessly with the energy of the Western Metal element!

Three precious flags hung in Xuandu's palm, shining brightly together!

The Central Plains Apricot Yellow Banner!

Southern Flame Flag!

The Western Blue Lotus Flag!

Three banners appeared together, and the innate Daoist aura permeated the entire hall!

The light was so intense that it instantly illuminated every corner!

The sheer power of that aura caused the spiritual energy within the hall to stagnate!

The Queen Mother of the West was stunned.

Deep within those once clear and cold eyes, an incredulous shock now filled them.

She stared intently at the three precious flags suspended in the void, at the apricot-yellow light, the crimson light, and the blue light.

His lips parted slightly, but he couldn't utter a single word.

How is that possible?

Laozi, Yuanshi, and Jieyin, three sages of the Heavenly Dao, are the true lineage of Pangu.

How could they so easily hand over the Five Banners of the Primordial Chaos?

That's a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!

That's their most prized possession, worth hundreds of millions!

Even if Xuandu were besieged and killed during a great calamity, and even if he incurred karmic debts, it wouldn't be this bad...

The Queen Mother of the West took a deep breath, suppressing the surging horror in her heart, and looked up at Xuandu.

I looked into those eyes, as calm as an ancient well.

I looked at that young face that exuded endless composure.

She suddenly understood.

I understand why Xuandu could attain enlightenment in a hundred years, why he could mend and support the heavens, and why he could kill Nuwa.

Because this person's plans are flawless.

Because this person proceeds cautiously, step by step.

Because this person never does anything without a certainty of success.

Before he came to Xikunlun, he had already acquired the other three precious flags.

Now, all that's missing is the one in her hand.

After all, the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag is in the hands of the Styx River, who is now a protector of the Jie Sect, so it is not a problem for Xuandu.

The Queen Mother of the West slowly closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, there was a deep and unfathomable complexity in the depths of those clear and cold eyes.

"Three precious banners..." she murmured softly, a hint of bitterness in her voice, "Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin... they've all surrendered?"

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

"It's paid."

"The Flaming Banner of Laozi, the Apricot Yellow Banner of Yuanshi, and the Azure Lotus Banner of Jieyin."

"Now, it's all in my hands."

The Queen Mother of the West remained silent.

As she gazed at the three precious flags and their radiant, innate brilliance, her mind raced with thoughts.

The three saints bowed their heads.

All because of the person in front of me.

What about her?

Should she also bow her head?

Should we also hand over the Plain Cloud Border Flag?

Xuan Du gazed at her, observing the complexity and struggle that surfaced on her cool and aloof face.

He spoke slowly, his voice calm:

"Fellow Daoist, Queen Mother of the West."

"I have come here today solely for the plain-colored cloud-shaped banner in your possession, fellow Daoist."

"Of the five innate flags, I have already obtained four."

He paused, then slightly raised his eyes:

"Just this one step away."

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother of the West's expression changed slightly.

Of the five flags, four have already been obtained.

All that's missing is the one in her hand.

If she doesn't hand it over, Xuandu's four flags won't be able to form an array, that world won't be able to be perfected, and all those years of planning will be in vain.

Will he let this go?

will not.

The Queen Mother of the West knew this clearly.

Now that Xuandu has come this far, he will never stop because of her.

If she doesn't hand it over, he must have a backup plan.

What's the next move?

she does not know.

But she didn't dare to gamble.

The Queen Mother of the West took a deep breath and was about to speak.

Xuan Du raised his hand, interrupting her.

"Fellow Daoist, Queen Mother of the West."

He smiled slightly, a faint smile, yet one that carried a sense of openness and sincerity.

I know you have your concerns.

"Fellow Daoist, you are in charge of the Xikunlun Billion Yuan Association. You live a life of peace and tranquility, free from worldly strife and disputes."

"Back then, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun appointed you as the head of the female immortals, and together with the Eastern King, you jointly governed all the immortals under heaven."

"But Dongwanggong established his power and recruited many disciples, but in the end he died and his teachings were lost."

"Fellow Daoist, you have done nothing but guard this place in West Kunlun and cultivate in peace."

"Such wisdom is truly admirable."

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother of the West's eyes flickered slightly.

She gazed at Xuandu, at those calm yet profound eyes, and an indescribable emotion welled up within her.

This person actually knew about what happened back then.

He even knew why she avoided getting involved in disputes.

He even knew what she wanted in her heart.

Xuan Du continued:

"I have come here only for the Plain-Colored Cloud Banner."

"But I will not use my power to bully others."

He paused, his voice turning deep:

"In exchange, I can promise you something, fellow Daoist..."

"Make one move."

As the four words fell, the hall fell silent.

The Queen Mother of the West's pupils contracted slightly.

She stared intently at Xuan Du, at his eyes as calm as an ancient well, at his young yet infinitely composed face.

Make one move.

Xuan Du made a move once.

That was a full-force attack from a third-level Grand Luo Golden Immortal!

That is an unparalleled power capable of obliterating even a saint!

That's... a guarantee that even a billionaire would desperately seek but could not obtain!

The Queen Mother of the West took a deep breath, suppressing the surging joy in her heart, and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist Xuandu, is what you say true?"

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

A promise made is a promise kept.

"In the next great calamity, if anyone dares to touch Xikunlun, or if you encounter danger, simply crush this talisman."

He raised his hand, and a chaotic-colored rune quietly appeared in his palm.

The runes trembled slightly, and the chaotic light flowed endlessly, containing a wisp of Xuandu's true essence.

"I will come no matter where I am at that time."

"I will lend a hand for my fellow Daoist."

The Queen Mother of the West gazed at the rune and the flowing chaotic light, her eyes gleaming.

She knew perfectly well what this meant.

In the next great calamity, the Investiture of the Gods will begin, the saints will descend, and the quasi-saints will be as insignificant as ants.

Although Xikunlun is peaceful and uncontested, who can guarantee that the calamity that will sweep across the primordial world will not affect it?

If she doesn't have a powerful protector at that time, her peaceful cultivation in this multi-million dollar society might not be able to be preserved.

But if Xuan Du makes a promise...

If one had the full protection of this Vice Leader of the Jie Sect, a cultivator at the third level of the Hunyuan Daluo Realm...

The western Kunlun Mountains are as stable as Mount Tai.

She, the Queen Mother of the West, can continue her quiet cultivation, free from conflict.

This deal was worth it.

The Queen Mother of the West slowly rose to her feet.

She gazed at Xuandu, at his eyes as calm as an ancient well, at his young yet infinitely composed face.

He slowly opened his mouth:

"Fellow Taoist Xuandu."

"The Plain Cloud Banner, I'll give it to you."

The words fell.

She raised her hand.

A pure white light quietly appeared in the palm of his hand.

The light was initially very faint, but in just a moment it became as intense as moonlight!

Amidst the radiance, a precious banner slowly materialized.

The flag is pure white, with cloud patterns flowing across its surface. The essence of the Eastern Wood element lingers within it, serene as the moon and ethereal as the clouds.

Plain-colored cloud-patterned border flag.

The most precious treasure of the East.

A top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

The Queen Mother of the West gazed at the flag in her hand, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

This flag, which accompanies her to her multi-million dollar gathering, is her fundamental treasure for her secluded retreat in Xikunlun.

Although it lacks the power to suppress destiny, it is still one of the top-grade spiritual treasures in her possession.

Now, it's time to hand it over.

But she didn't feel much reluctance.

Because what they got in return was Xuan Du's promise.

It is the stability of Xikunlun.

It is a guarantee for those who will spend hundreds of millions of yuan to practice quiet meditation.

Worth it.

The Queen Mother of the West's palm trembled.

The plain-colored cloud banner transformed into a streak of pure white light and fell into Xuandu's hands.

Xuandu clenched his five fingers.

The plain white banner lay quietly in his palm, its cloud patterns flowing endlessly, surrounded by the essence of the Eastern Wood element.

Serene and tranquil.

elegant.

It complements the three precious banners, one in apricot yellow, one in crimson, and one in blue lotus.

Xuan Du lowered his eyes, gazing at the fourth treasure flag in his palm, a slow smile curving his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of relief and ease.

Plain-colored cloud-patterned border flag.

I got it.

Of the five innate flags, four have already been obtained.

All that's missing is the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag in Styx's hands.

The Styx River is a protector of the Jie Sect.

He was a disciple of Xuandu.