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

Tongtian spoke, his voice calm, yet carrying a hint of barely suppressed excitement:

"it is good."

"With your words, I am relieved."

"Go do it."

"Your master is on Jin'ao Island, waiting for your return."

Xuan Du bowed slightly:

"Thank you, Master."

He straightened up, turned around, and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green vanished from Biyou Palace in an instant.

Above Jin'ao Island.

Xuan Du materialized, standing with his hands behind his back.

Her green robe fluttered slightly, and her black hair cascaded over her shoulders.

He lowered his eyes and looked down at the fairy island.

Purple clouds swirled before Biyou Palace.

The myriad immortals of the Jie Sect each occupy their own positions and cultivate their own paths.

The golden law emanated from Duobao's body, sharp as a knife.

Behind Kong Xuan, five-colored divine light flowed endlessly.

Beside Zhao Gongming, the Law of Wind moved as lightly as silk.

Around the Three Immortals, the three laws of killing, destruction, and cause and effect are intertwined like a net.

There are dozens of Primordial Golden Immortals.

Countless Great Immortals.

This is his foundation.

That's his confidence.

Xuandu withdrew his gaze and looked up at the heavens.

Looking towards the Purple Cloud Palace suspended in the chaos.

I looked toward the gray figure hidden behind the purple aura.

Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor.

You have improved your cultivation level in the Four Saints.

You hastened Nuwa's resurrection.

You are consuming the essence of the Heavenly Dao.

You orchestrated the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods.

You thought you had everything under control.

You believe that the will of Heaven is predetermined and cannot be defied.

You believe that the Jie Sect must be the ones destined to face calamity.

But you're wrong.

Because you possess the Heavenly Way.

As for me, I possess martial arts.

You have your destiny.

But for me, things are uncertain.

You have Hongjun.

As for me, I possess Xuandu.

A slow smile crept onto Xuan Du's lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

He took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green vanished in an instant above Jin'ao Island.

......

On the shore of the East China Sea.

Beneath the Martial Arts Heavenly Stele.

The chaotic light gate still stood silently.

Beyond the gate of light lies the world of the Chaos Pearl.

It is a sacred place for cultivation where time flows at a speed ten thousand times faster than in the outside world.

This is the foundation for the rise of the human race.

Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi sat cross-legged beside the Guangmen Gate.

His aura was as vast as the sea, and his cultivation at the peak of Quasi-Saint had reached perfection.

We are just one step away from being truly humane.

Unfortunately, humanity has not yet recovered, and there is no position for them to return to their rightful place.

Xuandu landed atop the Heavenly Stele, looking down at the three of them.

"The Suiren family."

The three words fell like the sound of a morning bell and an evening drum.

Suirenshi shuddered and suddenly opened his eyes.

Those aged yet profound eyes gazed towards the summit of the Heavenly Stele.

I looked toward the figure in green.

"Master!"

He rose and knelt on the ground.

Youchao and Ziyi also opened their eyes and knelt on the ground.

Three figures bowed in unison:

"Greetings, Master!"

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

He raised his hand and gently brushed it away.

A gentle force lifted the three of them up.

"How long have you been stuck at the peak of Quasi-Saint level?"

Suirenshi took a deep breath and slowly spoke:

"Reporting to Master, one Yuanhui has already passed."

"Since breaking through to the peak of Quasi-Saint, the three disciples have been cultivating diligently day and night, daring not to slack off."

"But that threshold remains unreachable."

"This disciple is dull-witted and humbly requests guidance from Master."

Both Youchao and Ziyi bowed their heads.

"I humbly request your guidance, Master!"

Xuan Du gazed at the three of them, his eyes calm.

"Do you know what the difference is between a quasi-saint and a saint?"

Suirenshi pondered for a moment and said, "The difference lies in the primordial purple qi, the recognition of the Heavenly Dao, and the merits and fortune."

Xuan Du nodded.

"good."

"But that is the path of the Heavenly Saints."

"You are walking the path of humanity."

As the three words fell, the three members of the Suiren clan trembled.

humane.

They are following humane practices.

It is neither the way of Heaven nor the way of Earth.

It is the humanity that has never truly awakened, even though it has hundreds of millions of dollars.

Xuan Du looked at them and slowly spoke:

"A sage of the Heavenly Dao needs the Primordial Purple Qi, the approval of the Heavenly Dao, and merit and fortune."

"To become a true saint, one needs the attainment of the true path, the authority of reincarnation, and the power of the vows of all sentient beings."

"And the saint of humanity..."

He paused, his voice turning deep:

"It requires the fortune of humanity, the hearts of all people, and the will to break all shackles."

"Your being stuck at the peak of Quasi-Saint level is not because your cultivation is insufficient."

"It's not that I haven't done enough good deeds."

"It's not that our luck is bad."

"The time is not right yet."

Upon hearing this, Suirenshi frowned slightly: "Timing?"

Xuan Du nodded.

"Before the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors appeared, humanity had not yet awakened."

"No matter how much you accumulate, you won't be able to take that first step."

"Because the attainment of sainthood in the human realm has not yet been achieved."

"Because the fundamental principles of humanity have not yet been fully realized."

"Because the dormant will of those billions of dollars has not yet opened its eyes."

Suirenshi remained silent.

Youchao remained silent.

Ziyi remained silent.

The three stood beneath the Heavenly Stele, their auras surging.

That quasi-saint peak cultivation level has reached perfection.

But he could never take that step.

It's not that they aren't strong enough.

The road is not yet open.

The door was not open.

The Way has not yet been revealed.

Xuan Du gazed at them, his eyes slightly deepening:

"No rush."

"You've already waited for a multi-million dollar event, so a few dollars won't make a difference."

"Waiting for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to return to their positions, waiting for the awakening of humanity."

"At that time, the position will naturally be relinquished."

"You just need to accumulate, consolidate, and wait."

Suirenshi took a deep breath and suppressed the surging thoughts in his mind.

"Disciple understands."

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked at the chaotic light gate hanging beneath the celestial monument.

Behind the gate of light, 100,000 elite human warriors are cultivating.

There are countless Great Luo Golden Immortals and dozens of Primordial Golden Immortals.

That is the foundation of humanity's future.

"From this day forward, the three of you will begin your cultivation within the Chaos Pearl."

"One year outside is ten thousand years inside the Pearl River."

"You may come out when the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are born and humanity is revived."

The three members of the Suiren clan exchanged a glance and bowed in unison:

"Your disciple obeys!"

Three figures transformed into three streams of light, disappearing straight into the gate of light.

The portal trembled slightly before returning to calm.

Xuandu stands alone atop the Heavenly Stele, hands clasped behind his back.

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

There, the vast and boundless wilderness stretched out before us.

Countless human tribes were scattered among the mountains and rivers.

Smoke curls from chimneys, and the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard from afar.

Ordinary people farm and hunt, while cultivators retreat into seclusion to cultivate.

Each should be content with their place and find their place.

This is the human race.

The race he supported, protected, and raised with one hand.

From those hundreds of ragged refugees on the shores of the East China Sea back then.

They have become the largest clan in the primordial world.

Hundreds of millions of our people.

With a Quasi-Saint presiding over the realm, countless Great Luo Immortals are present.

The Martial Dao Heavenly Stele suppresses destiny, with the Chaos Pearl World as its foundation.

Even if a sage were to personally arrive, he would not dare to humiliate the human race in the slightest.

Xuandu withdrew his gaze.

He turned around and took a step forward.

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green vanished from the top of the Heavenly Stele in an instant.

Jin'ao Island.

Lingyun Peak.

Deep within the cave, Xuandu sat cross-legged.

He closed his eyes and his mind sank into the Purple Palace.

The light curtain remained suspended silently.

[Host: Xuandu]

[Bound Faction: Jie Sect]

[Unlocked features: Total Cultivation Level, Total Background, Total Supernatural Powers, Total Techniques, Total Comprehension, Total Luck.]

[Real-time effect: Eliminated.]

Xuan Du stared at the line of numbers, his gaze calm.

The myriad immortals and Dharma protectors of the Jie Sect, as well as the hundreds of millions of human beings who joined the Jie Sect.

This is the foundation of his current totality.

He receives feedback from the disciples of the Jie Sect as they cultivate.

He needs feedback from the human disciples' cultivation.

He received feedback from his cultivation of chaos and other practices.

The Chaos Silver Python cultivated and received feedback.

When Rahu joined the religion, he needed feedback.

The real-time effect has been removed.

He would not lose anything if his disciple died.

All that has been acquired belongs to him permanently.

This is his greatest source of confidence.