Primordial Era: The Great Serpent of Yunmeng

Chapter 97 Departure, Another Departure

In the ten thousand years since the selection of the array base began, Qi Cai truly discovered the myriad forms of the Ten Thousand Mountains. Many mountains that he thought were beautiful were casually picked out of the earth by Pan Wang.

In the end, there was no other way but to let it become the material for the array base. Qi once asked curiously, "So many beautiful mountains, just like that, we take them away, don't you feel heartbroken?"

Pan Wang laughed and said, "The reason you think the things you find precious and beautiful, like those mountains, are so pretty is because you rarely see them."

In my view, this is just an ordinary mountain in the vast mountains, and part of the obstacles to human development here.

Since then, Qi stopped asking these questions and focused on uprooting the mountains, trying his best to connect the ruins of these mountains into a main road.

Upon seeing this, Pan Wang smiled but remained silent.

Qi did not begin refining the array base in the Hundred Thousand Mountains; he was merely collecting mountain peaks. Instead, he planned to return to Yunmeng Marsh to begin refining it.

This is not Qi's sacred site after all, and we have already wasted too much time. It is time to go back. Judging by the time, the process of diverting water to flood the immortal volcano should be starting soon.

With a deafening roar, twelve colossal mountains, along with their bases, were uprooted from the earth, suspended in the air, and then shrank until they were less than a foot tall, before being tucked into Qi's sleeve.

At this moment, only Qi was present. Taiyi and Panwang did not follow him, but stayed in the cave to discuss magic.

Both of them were passionate about this art, and the techniques they used were incredibly strange and unpredictable. Some of these techniques could even severely injure a person who was not careful.

For example, Taiyi has always had a plan to nurture divine power into a ray of light, and through continuous refinement and nurturing, transform it into a sword shape.

If you add some spiritual materials to transform it into its spiritual body, once it develops spirituality, it will undoubtedly become a top-tier attack spell.

Unfortunately, there is nothing that can support his vision. He once used Nuwa's mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Washing Jade Bottle, as a vessel, but it was broken in its embryonic stage.

Finally, it broke through space and fell into chaos. Taiyi went to search for it, but found that it had already dissipated into chaos, devoid of any spirituality, and all his efforts were in vain.

Qi is now genuinely worried about what kind of magic the two of them will come up with, and whether it will surpass those top-tier supernatural powers.

"Fellow Daoist Panwang, now that the matter here is settled, there are still important matters to attend to in Yunmeng Marsh. It is time to return, so I have come to bid you farewell."

Qi found the two people who were talking. When Taiyi saw that Qi was about to leave, he knew that the trip had been delayed for too long and had now far exceeded the expected return time.

Although Taiyi was reluctant to part with this fellow Daoist who shared his interests, he could only stand up and say:

"Fellow Daoist Panwang, after this parting, we don't know when we will meet again. I look forward to our next discussion on the Dao."

Pan Wang simply smiled and said:

"Since you two have other important matters to attend to, I will not try to keep you any longer. I wish you both a safe journey and look forward to the next time the three of us can sit down and discuss the Dao."

"Good," said Qi and Tai in unison.

Without lingering, his figure transformed into clear and golden light and disappeared into the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

"It's time to get back to paving the way. Oh well, we'll meet again someday."

Pan Wang got up, changed back into his usual short clothes, took a short axe, and walked into the mountains and forests.

"Fellow Daoist Panwang is truly a remarkable person, with countless imaginative and unrestrained magical ideas."

During the flight, Taiichi kept explaining to Qi what he had gained from the trip, and Qi jokingly asked Taiichi:

"A very fruitful harvest?"

What they heard was Taiichi's affirmative answer.

"A very fruitful harvest."

Yunmeng Marsh.

Nuwa, feeling utterly bored in the pavilion in the middle of the pond, turned to Fuxi beside her and asked:

"When will Qi and Taiyi return? They just went out to play without a word, and didn't even bother to wake us up. It's really too much."

"And they've taken so much longer than expected to return. I wonder where they are now."

Nuwa was not worried about the safety of Qi and Taiyi. With the combined strength of the two, she believed that without the intervention of the veteran gods, no one could stop them.

"It's alright, don't worry. They must have encountered something interesting and stayed a little longer. With their strength, there's nowhere in this vast world they can't go."

Fuxi's words, seemingly meant to comfort Nuwa, were actually an emphasis to her that Qi and Taiyi had gone out to play, lost track of time, and hadn't taken her with them.

Suddenly sensing something, the two looked at the lotus pond at the same time, where two figures emerged from it, namely Di Jun and Yang Mei.

He raised his eyebrows and looked relaxed, as if he had shed a heavy burden.

Di Jun, on the other hand, possessed a perfect aura, his eyes gleaming with divine light, as if he had cast off his previous shackles, becoming confident and spirited.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Di Jun, on your rebirth."

Nuwa's words puzzled Fuxi, while Dijun and Yangmei were somewhat surprised.

"You little girl, I misjudged you before. I didn't expect you to be the first to notice. I thought I had overestimated you back then, but I didn't expect your intuition to be so sharp. I underestimated you back then."

Nuwa raised her head slightly at Yangmei's words, as if to express how excellent she was now.

"However, now that I have finished my business, it is time for me to return. Farewell, everyone."

Before Nuwa and the other two could react, Yangmei's figure vanished from everyone's sight, as if he had never existed.

The three looked at each other in bewilderment. Only when Dijun saw that Taiyi and Qi had not appeared did he say:

"Where are Qi and Taiyi? Why haven't they come over yet, even though I've been out of seclusion for so long?"

Nuwa felt annoyed when she thought about this, and said irritably:

"Your younger brother was kidnapped by Qi. He secretly abandoned us and went to travel in the Ten Thousand Mountains."

Di Jun was speechless, unsure how to respond.

Fuxi stood to the side with a strange expression, looking like he wanted to laugh but was also a little embarrassed.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, how was your harvest this time?"

Seeing that there was no movement between the three, Fuxi offered Dijun a way out to change the subject.

"The Royal Way of Thailand is vast and profound, and it cannot be fully digested in a short period of time."

"Even just getting a glimpse of the scales and fragments has been a great gain for me. Now, all I need to do is wait quietly and watch the situation change."

"Our era will eventually come."

As Di Jun spoke of this, his eyes shone with confidence and ambition, as if he knew some predetermined future that gave him the confidence to rule the primordial world.

Di Jun didn't actually know much. Yang Mei only told him that there would be no winner in the struggle between the three races, and it was impossible for any one of them to emerge as a victor.

Your era will eventually arrive, and that era will be the most powerful since the dawn of time.

Talented individuals will emerge in great numbers, each one a dragon among them. The innate sages of the older generation will all retire into seclusion, and that will be the time for you to shine.

Di Jun believed that they would be the trendsetters in the tide of the times, and he was not afraid of competing with any of his contemporaries.

P.S.: I felt that the quality of my previous three updates a day had dropped too much. I discussed it with the group members and we decided that I would stick to 4000 words a day to ensure better quality. I hope everyone can understand and thank you for your support.

(End of this chapter)