Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

"This went relatively smoothly."

The Taoist in the green robe spoke calmly.

"Hehe, this hard work wasn't in vain. This ball of chaotic primordial energy is of decent quality."

The red-haired old man grinned.

The four of them said nothing more and each waved their spiritual weapons at the chaotic primordial energy.

The Taoist in the green robe flashed a clear light from the mirror hidden in his sleeve, the woman in white plucked the strings of her zither with her fingertips, the red-haired old man spat out a wisp of lightning and fire from the gourd at his waist, and the old farmer in the bamboo hat tapped lightly with his bamboo cane.

Four distinct forces, each containing a trace of its own Purple Mansion Daoist essence, gently touched that mass of chaotic primordial energy.

"Buzz!"

The source energy trembled slightly, then split evenly with great spirituality.

It transformed into four smaller orbs of light, each sharing the same origin, and flew towards the four individuals, who then stored them in specially made jade boxes or personal storage spaces.

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Daoists."

The Taoist in the green robe put away the jade box and bowed slightly to the other three.

The red-haired old man and the woman in white returned the greeting. The old farmer in the straw hat simply nodded slightly.

The Heavenly Demon has been eliminated, and the Chaos Origin Qi has been divided. The main objective of this trip has been achieved.

Logically, they should immediately leave this demiplane, which has just suffered a huge impact and whose Heavenly Dao is confused and irritable, and return to the Great Void or go elsewhere.

The Taoist in the green robe turned around first, intending to use his escape technique to penetrate the dimensional barrier that was still shrouded in the residual power of the lightning tribulation but was no longer a major obstacle.

However, his body had barely moved when he suddenly stopped in mid-air!

For the first time, a clear look of astonishment, tinged with surprise and doubt, appeared on that indifferent face!

He felt as if he had crashed into an invisible, intangible, and indestructible wall. More accurately, it was the rules of this world itself that were creating a repulsive constraint on him!

Almost simultaneously, the red-haired old man and the woman in white also noticed something amiss.

The red-haired old man's body instinctively flared up with crimson flames, trying to break free from some kind of restraint, but there was no reaction. He only caused ripples in the surrounding space, but he himself could not move an inch!

The woman in white tightened her grip on the strings, her body radiating a pure aura. She also felt an invisible force emanating from the entire plane of existence, which firmly held her in place!

"Um?!"

"How strange?!"

The two spoke almost simultaneously, their voices filled with surprise.

The red-haired old man had the most explosive temper. He suddenly looked up, his eyes like two shrunken suns, scanning the sky and the earth.

Divine thoughts surged forth like a violent tide, attempting to find the source of the problem.

He was the first to shout, "Fellow Daoists! What's going on?!"

"The will of Heaven's Dao is still intact! The lightning tribulation hasn't completely dissipated! The realm's laws and status haven't been re-sealed and suppressed!"

"Logically, this realm should be able to accommodate us freely coming and going, so why... why are we being sealed here by the will of Heaven in this dimension?!"

His roar was filled with a mixture of shock and anger.

At their level, their perception of the laws of heaven and earth is so subtle that they can instantly determine that this is not some kind of man-made formation or sneak attack.

Instead of bidding them farewell after they completed their mission, the will of Heaven of this C-749 demiplane itself mobilized a deeper, underlying defense mechanism that had just been activated due to the awakening and forced opening of the plane.

They were seen as targets that needed to be restricted or even eliminated!

This is simply unbelievable! The Way of Heaven is mysterious, yet it has its own inherent rules.

When the four of them entered, they took advantage of the plane's elevation in rank and the brief awakening of the Heavenly Dao due to the impact of the Heavenly Demon.

The temporary inability of law chaos and realm suppression caused by the forced activation of the dimensional advancement process is considered a legitimate smuggling.

Logically speaking, as long as they do not continue to do things that seriously damage the origin of the plane, they should not be targeted and blocked like this until the Heavenly Dao is stabilized again or they leave on their own initiative!

The Taoist in the green robe had a solemn expression and did not speak, but countless runes were flowing and deducing in the depths of his eyes, clearly indicating that he was also investigating with all his might.

The woman in white frowned, her zither music protecting her, and her cool gaze swept across every inch of space, trying to find the point or reason for this invisible blockage.

For a moment, the three Purple Mansion True Persons who stood at the pinnacle of this realm were like insects trapped in amber.

Despite possessing extraordinary cultivation, they were trapped in this world by the weak, newly awakened Little Heavenly Lord in a way that they could not yet comprehend!

Only the old farmer in the straw hat remained in the same posture.

He leaned on his bamboo cane, his cloudy old eyes gazing at the lingering calamity clouds in the distance.

Instead of surprise or doubt, a calm smile appeared on his face, as if he had expected it all along.

"Three fellow Daoists."

The old farmer's voice, though not loud, clearly reached the ears of the three people who were each employing their own methods to try to break the deadlock or find out the cause.

"There's no need to waste our energy on this investigation."

The Taoist in the green robe, the red-haired old man, and the woman in white all paused at the same time, their eyes turning to the old farmer.

The red-haired old man, the most impatient of them all, glared and said:

"Old farmer! What do you mean by that? Did you know this would happen?!"

The Taoist in the green robe fixed his gaze on the old farmer. Although he did not speak, his scrutinizing and questioning intent was already evident.

The white-clad woman's piano playing paused slightly, as she quietly awaited the next note.

The old farmer in the straw hat met the three men's gazes calmly.

He raised his head, and the smile on his face became somewhat subtle, as if it contained both emotion and a deeper meaning.

"Don't panic! In this situation..."

The old farmer spoke slowly, his voice carrying a calm that came from years of experience.

"I...did indeed foresee this."

"What?!"

The red-haired old man almost jumped up.

"You anticipated this? Then why didn't you say so sooner?! We made a pact to stand together through thick and thin! You…"

The Taoist priest in the green robe raised his hand, stopping the red-haired old man from questioning him further. He stared at the old farmer and asked, word by word:

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, what makes you say this? Please... enlighten me."

The old farmer sighed, his gaze once again falling upon this scarred landscape, and slowly said:

"Fellow Daoists, you all think that this is just an opportunity to take advantage of the forced opening of the plane's advancement and the temporary relief of the suppression of the laws, to enter and hunt for the Chaos Origin Qi, each taking what they need, and then leaving without a trace."

"Have you ever considered why this C-749 demiplane would forcibly initiate its advancement at this particular time and in this manner?"

"That remnant of the extraterrestrial demon, suppressed here by the ancient Yin-Yang Five Elements seal, has remained intact for tens of thousands of years. Why did its activity reach a critical point recently, triggering this unusually violent blood moon tide?"

"Why did the will of Heaven, dormant for countless ages, awaken and revive precisely at the very moment when the remnant body of the Heavenly Demon was completely unsealed and its aura was fully exposed to the world?"

The old farmer asked three questions in a row, his tone calm, yet they struck the hearts of the three like a heavy hammer.

The Taoist in the green robe narrowed his eyes, the white-clad woman's zither strings trembled slightly, and even the irritable red-haired old man temporarily quieted down, his face filled with surprise and uncertainty.

The old farmer continued, his voice lowering slightly: "This world is no accident."

"This defiled sanctuary, this remnant of an extraterrestrial demon, this ancient seal of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements... even this seemingly coincidental blood moon tide and the awakening of the Heavenly Dao, are probably all... a process spanning countless ages..."

He paused, then uttered two cold words:

"Bureau".

"A grand scheme that is not directed at us, but includes us, and even all living beings in this world..."

"And we four, perhaps from the moment we decided to step into this world, were no longer just pure hunters..."

The old farmer's gaze swept over the three people whose expressions had suddenly changed, finally landing on the green bamboo staff in his hand, the staff seemingly reflecting the remaining lightning in the sky.

"...and thus became a prisoner in this situation, unable to easily escape..."