Primordial Era: Refusing Hongjun's path to sainthood, I attained the Dao of Hunyuan.

Chapter 38 Another Trip to Longevity Hill

Di Jun and Tai Yi were determined to dominate the world, but the position of the leader of male immortals did not fall to them.

Instead, it was given to the Eastern King Duke.

Furthermore, the Eastern King Duke had also established his own power in the Purple Mansion Continent. Considering this, it's understandable that Di Jun and Tai Yi harbored murderous intent towards the Eastern King Duke.

The Queen Mother of the West instantly came to her senses. Now that she had become the head of the female immortals, her situation was probably similar to that of the King Father of the East.

What should I do in this situation?

In an instant, the Queen Mother of the West's excitement had completely dissipated, and she was only thinking about how to get out of this vortex of trouble.

But he had no time to bother with cultivating a relationship with the Eastern King. He hurriedly left the Purple Cloud Palace.

The Eastern King Duke originally intended to have a talk with the Western Queen Mother, but unexpectedly, she left so quickly.

Unable to catch up, he could only shake his head in frustration.

After the first lecture at Zixiao Palace ended, everyone walked out of the palace, including Xuanhuang, who mingled with the crowd and prepared to leave.

Just then, a figure suddenly stepped forward from behind and asked Hongjun on the platform, "Master, I would like to ask if it is possible for the Wu Clan to attain enlightenment without cultivating the primordial spirit?"

It turned out that the figure was Houtu, the Earth Ancestor Witch, one of the twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan.

Xuanhuang was also surprised. He hadn't noticed Houtu before and thought she hadn't come, but now she had appeared.

Xuanhuang was seeing Houtu for the first time, so he stopped and took a closer look at the ancestral witch.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were born with the bloodline of Pangu, but their primordial spirits were inherently weak. In addition, they were eroded by turbid energy during their gestation, so after their birth they could only cultivate their physical bodies.

This led the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and indeed the entire Witch Clan, to embark on a cultivation path that ran counter to the prevailing trends of the prehistoric world.

The Wu tribe values ​​the physical body over the primordial spirit; other beings in the primordial world value the primordial spirit over the physical body.

The same applies to Xuanhuang (玄黄).

However, there are exceptions among the Ancestral Witches. The Earth Ancestral Witch in front of us, Houtu, was also eroded by the turbid qi, but the degree was relatively mild compared to the other twelve Ancestral Witches.

This gave Houtu a glimmer of hope, preventing her from perishing in the great calamity like the other ancestral witches.

Of course, in Xuanhuang's view, Houtu's glimmer of hope, if you really think about it, isn't that great.

Although Houtu did not die, she never practiced witchcraft again.

Moreover, because he has transformed himself into a being of reincarnation, he can no longer leave the Netherworld.

This was a devastating blow to the Wu clan, who needed all twelve Ancestral Witches to set up the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons and summon the true form of Pangu.

Conversely, if this glimmer of hope had not existed, allowing the Wu tribe to fight the demon tribe at their peak, the Wu tribe might have won.

After all, the stronger the Twelve Ancestral Witches were, the stronger Pangu's true body became. By the later stages of the Lich War, the strength of Pangu's true body was absolutely no less than that of any saint.

Even worse.

Unfortunately, although Pangu's true form surpassed the Sage in pure strength, the Sage also possessed terrifying scheming abilities.

After all sorts of schemes, both the witch clan and the demon clan were ultimately driven to a dead end.

As Xuanhuang pondered these thoughts, Hongjun glanced at Houtu, then silently calculated for a while before shaking his head and replying, "The Wu Clan does not cultivate the primordial spirit, so achieving the Great Dao is ultimately difficult. However, under the Heavenly Dao, there will still be a glimmer of hope. You should simply wait for your destiny."

Houtu was naturally not very satisfied with this result, but there was nothing she could do. After thanking Hongjun, she also walked out of Zixiao Palace.

Xuanhuang smiled indifferently, ignoring her, and followed the crowd, heading towards the exit of Zixiao Palace.

Just then, two people grabbed Xuanhuang.

"Brother Dao, please slow down."

The two people who were holding Xuanhuang were none other than Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.

Upon seeing that there were two people, Xuanhuang's heart stirred slightly, and he smiled and said, "Let's go together."

As he spoke, he walked with the two of them out of Zixiao Palace.

"Brother Dao, your cultivation has progressed so quickly! You've already become a Hunyuan Golden Immortal."

"They're no longer called Primordial Golden Immortals, they're called Quasi-Saints now."

"Yes, who would have thought that the immortal system was actually created by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and now it is being continued. As long as you sever the three corpses, you can become a quasi-saint."

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The three walked and talked, and after leaving Zixiao Palace, Zhen Yuanzi released the Earth Book and threw it down.

It transformed into a cloud of yellow mist, lifting the three of them up and traversing through the chaos at a surprisingly fast speed, returning to the primordial world.

Xuanhuang considered it carefully and wanted to give Hongyun some pointers, but he didn't want to actually say it.

After all, he arrived last and missed the scene of Hongyun giving up her seat. He could only wait for another opportunity.

As a result, Xuanhuang didn't mention it, but Zhenyuanzi did.

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly sighed and said, "Brother Xuanhuang, although you arrived late this time, the Dao Ancestor has shown you great favor and specially provided you with a futon."

"But what you don't know is that Hongyun was originally sitting on the sixth prayer mat in front."

"But he was biased and gave it to someone else."

Upon hearing this, Xuanhuang feigned surprise and asked, "Is that really true?"

After saying that, Xuanhuang looked at Hongyun and saw that Hongyun's face had turned somewhat ugly. He stammered, "How would I know? That fellow was lying to me."

"I felt sorry for him and gave him the prayer mat, but in the end he still tried to snatch it from Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng lost his futon because of me, he must hate me to death. I will have to go and apologize to him in person in a while."

Xuanhuang sighed heavily after hearing this.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, I don't know what to say. As for those futons, although I don't know what kind of opportunity they hold, there's a saying that goes, 'If you don't take what Heaven gives you, you'll suffer the consequences.' You really need to take them to heart."

Xuanhuang said, "You've probably gotten yourself into some serious trouble this time. If you're not careful, you might face a major crisis."

"And what you said about going to apologize to Kunpeng, I advise you not to."

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing Xuanhuang's words. When Xuanhuang said not to apologize to Kunpeng, Hongyun was taken aback and asked, "Why?"

"Kunpeng has gathered many disciples in the Northern Sea and preaches the Dao. Although he seems to have a broad mind, he is actually extremely narrow-minded. You caused him to lose his meditation cushion this time, so he must hate you to the extreme."

Xuanhuang said, "Of course, if you don't believe me and insist on going, then I will advise you to take Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi with you. Otherwise, you will surely suffer a great disaster if you go alone."

Seeing that Xuanhuang's words were becoming increasingly serious, Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun exchanged glances. After a moment of thought, Hongyun bowed to Xuanhuang and forced a smile, saying, "Hongyun naturally believes in you, brother. I will remember your words."

Zhen Yuanzi also laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him. If he wants to go, I'll go with him."

The topic has become somewhat heavy at this point.

However, Zhen Yuanzi was good at chatting and quickly changed the subject, talking about the gains he had made from listening to the sermon, and earnestly inviting Xuanhuang to visit Wanshou Mountain again.

The three of them could discuss and exchange ideas, and Xuanhuang hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Hongyun did not refuse either.

(End of this chapter)