Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

Countless cultivators who were in seclusion, excitedly discussing, and even some reclusive powerful figures along the way were startled and stared in astonishment at the sky.

"That's the pure light of the Three Pure Ones, the celestial light of the Queen Mother of the West's Jade Pool, and the divine light of annihilation from the West. Where are they going?"

"The Sage Hongjun is about to preach; shouldn't he be focusing on preparation and adjusting his state at this time? Why is he rushing out like this?"

"Strange, the direction seems to be towards Mount Buzhou? Could there be some change happening at Mount Buzhou, or is there a hidden opportunity related to the sage's preaching?"

"Perhaps they're going to find the Witch Clan? But the Witch Clan doesn't seem to have much of a relationship with these primordial deities?"

The onlookers, bewildered by the situation, discussed amongst themselves, completely baffled. Even Hongjun, who had just been declared a saint and whose divine sense had enveloped a portion of the primordial world, was now contentedly experiencing the changes in the fortunes of heaven and earth, and he frowned slightly.

"The Three Pure Ones, the Queen Mother of the West, Jieyin, and Zhunti? These top deities of the primordial world, upon receiving news of my ascension to sainthood, do not think of quietly comprehending the Heavenly Dao and stabilizing their Dao hearts in order to maximize their gains when listening to the Dao, but instead rush out so eagerly, heading straight for Buzhou Mountain?" Hongjun's gaze was profound, piercing through the endless void, and fell on those few streaks of light that were rushing away. A trace of doubt also rose in his heart.

"Mount Buzhou, formed from the spine of Pangu, is the ancestral home of the Wu tribe. Could there be unseen variables there? Or is it related to the long-lost Wugu?"

Hongjun instinctively wanted to use his saintly abilities to deduce the truth, but having just become a saint, his position was not yet fully stable, and his integration with the Heavenly Dao required time to adjust. Moreover, Mount Buzhou was shrouded in the will of Pangu, and the secrets of heaven were inherently chaotic. Forcing a deduction might backfire.

After a moment's thought, Hongjun suppressed his thoughts and attached only a wisp of his divine sense to the Heavenly Dao veins, silently watching the movements in the direction of Buzhou Mountain: "Let's see what you intend to do."

For these top-tier saints who are at least at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, the distance to escape at full speed, though far, is not insurmountable.

Ten thousand years passed in the continuous flight. When those few streaks of light, representing different Great Daos but equally vast in aura, arrived at the foot of the majestic Buzhou Mountain almost simultaneously, slowly receding their light and revealing their figures, they immediately aroused the vigilance of the Wu tribe's patrolling warriors, and the news quickly spread to the core of the tribe.

At this moment, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the Wu tribe has developed over the years and is no longer the simple tribe it once was.

The well-planned buildings, the vibrant medicinal fields, the warriors constantly training on the ranch, and the unique aromas of food and spirit wine permeating the air create a civilized landscape unlike any other region in the prehistoric world.

On a wide stone platform on the edge of the tribe, specifically used for researching and experimenting with the "Way of Cooking," Zhu Rong was rolling up his sleeves, with hundreds of jade plates and stone cauldrons of various sizes in front of him, filled with "delicacies" of different colors, aromas, and Daoist charms.

Beside him, Zhen Yuanzi held the Earth Book, using a "spiritual brush" formed from the essence of Wu Earth to record and deduce something on a specially made jade tablet.

"Brother Zhen Yuanzi, look at this plate of 'Eight Desolate Wild Beef'. It is roasted to seven-tenths of its original state by 'Earth Core Lava Fire' and seasoned with 'Nine-Leaf Rejuvenating Grass' juice and 'Millennial Earth Marrow'. The essence of blood and qi and the Dao of fire and earth contained in it are enough to allow a little guy who has just entered the Earth Immortal realm to directly stabilize his realm or even break through to the next minor realm."

"This should be considered a high-grade 'Earth Immortal' level, right?" Zhu Rong said excitedly, pointing to a huge plate of bright red, oily, and fragrant meat chops in front of him.

That's right, he no longer calls Zhu Rong his junior apprentice, but directly addresses him as brother.

Zhen Yuanzi carefully sensed the energy fluctuations and Daoist aura emanating from the meat ribs, and combined this with his own understanding of the Dao of "Earth Nourishment," and nodded, saying, "Brother Zhurong is right. This thing has pure and gentle energy, and is easy to absorb Daoist aura. It is also beneficial to the cultivation of Earth Immortals. It is definitely a high-grade Earth Immortal, and the name is well-deserved."

However, to create a complete "culinary cultivation system," a more detailed division would likely be needed, such as low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, and top-grade, and even specialized recipes corresponding to different attributes and cultivation stages.

The two were having a heated discussion when they suddenly sensed something and stopped what they were doing, their eyes sharply fixed on the foot of the mountain.

"We have guests. Their presence is strong, and there are quite a few of them." A hint of curiosity flashed in Zhu Rong's eyes.

"Hmm, their aura is pure and lofty, unlike any ordinary person. There's even a trace of bloodline aura shared with us?" Zhen Yuanzi's senses were even more refined, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.

The two exchanged a glance, and in a flash, they appeared at the entrance area at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Several figures appeared ahead, namely the Three Pure Ones, the Queen Mother of the West, Jieyin, and Zhunti.

The five individuals exuded a range of auras: some were serene and inactive, others majestic and imposing, some sharp and intimidating, others graceful and noble, and still others sorrowful and resolute. Though they bore the marks of worldly experience, their eyes were clear and their Daoist hearts were steadfast, clearly indicating that none of them were ordinary.

Zhu Rong and Zhen Yuanzi stepped forward and bowed. Zhu Rong's voice boomed like a bell: "I am Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch of the Wu tribe, and this is my brother Zhen Yuanzi. May I ask where you fellow Daoists come from and what brings you to the land of the Wu tribe at Buzhou Mountain?"

When the Three Pure Ones and the others saw that the newcomers were two powerful figures, especially Zhu Rong, whose undisguised and fiery aura of an ancestral witch and the oppressive power of the rich Pangu bloodline, they were all taken aback and dared not be negligent.

They also sensed that the profound and pure Wutu Daoist charm and the divine aura of the earth emanating from Zhen Yuanzi were equally unfathomable.

As the only woman present, and with a relatively gentle temperament, the Queen Mother of the West stepped forward first, her voice melodious: "So it is the Ancestral Witch Zhurong of the Wu Clan and Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi in person. My apologies. I am the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun Mountain." She then gestured to the three people beside her, who were the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain, and these two were Fellow Daoists Jieyin and Zhunti of the West.

She paused for a moment before continuing to explain her purpose: "To be honest, millions of years ago, we were fortunate enough to receive an opportunity from Daoist Wugu of Buzhou Mountain to hear the Great Dao, from which we benefited immensely. Recently, in the primordial world, Senior Hongjun attained sainthood and declared that he would preach the Dao at Zixiao Palace 100,000 years later."

We have doubts about the realm of the sages, and we do not understand the fundamental principles, advantages, disadvantages, and benefits of their teachings.

Remembering that Fellow Daoist Wugu possesses a profound level of cultivation, perhaps he can enlighten us. Therefore, I have taken the liberty of coming to pay my respects to Fellow Daoist Wugu and seek his guidance in person. I wonder if you two could convey my regards and introduce me to him?