Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 116 Lighting the Lamp: Good, good, good, Yuanshi, you did well!

In the chaos, Yuanshi gazed at the wide-open gates of Zixiao Palace, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

"As expected, after I became a saint, the Zixiao Palace no longer turned me away."

Although Yuanshi had some dissatisfaction with Hongjun, he was among the three of Laozi and Zhunti.

He is definitely the most loyal, after all, he is on the path of expounding the Way of Heaven. In terms of respecting teachers and valuing the Way, even if he is shameless, he still has a bottom line compared to the other two.

Seeing that the gates of Zixiao Palace had opened ahead of schedule, his dissatisfaction with Hongjun dissipated.

And he came here seeking help.

"teacher."

As soon as Yuanshi entered Zixiao Palace, he began to complain.

"Teacher, Nuwa is really going too far, she actually—"

Yuanshi was almost in tears as he recounted the harm Nuwa had caused him.

Hongjun quietly looked at Yuanshi.

He truly looked down on Yuanshi, and it was because of Yuanshi that Laozi and Zhunti were unable to become saints.

But all he can use now is Yuanshi.

Moreover, he planned to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs, first helping Yuanshi plan the destiny, and then seizing it all.

In the past, he might have left Yuanshi a way out, but the current situation does not allow him to be merciful.

As for what will happen to Yuanshi in the future, given his current state, he'll be content with being a saint for a while; why would he want to remain one forever?

Therefore, before this, Hongjun was also willing to cooperate with Yuanshi in a father-son relationship of kindness and filial piety.

Of course, if the situation changes in the future, he would still be willing to keep Yuanshi.

After all, Xuanmen is Hongjun's lineage, and Yuanshi is a disciple of Xuanmen, who can help Xuanmen flourish.

"I already know about your situation. The human race is not just Nuwa's human race. Don't worry, your master has already made plans for you."

"Thank you, teacher. Thank you, teacher."

Yuanshi was overjoyed upon hearing this and kept thanking him.

At the same time, he thought viciously to himself, "Nuwa, do you think you can deal with your teacher?"

My teacher is the number one saint in the primordial world!

Hongjun couldn't bear to look at Yuanshi's obsequious manner, as if he would kowtow to him for the slightest benefit. He could tell what Yuanshi was thinking just by looking at his expression.

It's a disgrace to Pangu, but luckily Pangu gave birth to this thing.

"Alright, you should go back to your Kunlun Mountain now. Now that you have established your lineage, you should carry it forward. When the time is right, I will summon you again."

"Yes, teacher."

Yuan Shi left in high spirits.

As he walked out of Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's voice entered his mind again.

"Remember to keep the things that suppress the Daoist tradition in your own hands."

Yuanshi nodded repeatedly.

"Disciple understands."

Even if Hongjun didn't say anything, Yuanshi would still want the Ling Shu Lamp.

He didn't really care much about his Chan Sect. He initially took on disciples to acquire some spiritual treasures and, incidentally, to outdo Tongtian.

But now that the Daoist tradition has become the foundation for his sainthood, he needs to pay more attention to it.

"You are really lucky to have become disciples of my sage. The spiritual treasures you had back then are not enough for the apprenticeship ceremony."

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Yuanshi no longer values ​​ordinary spiritual treasures.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace Taoist Temple.

Ran Deng stood at the very front, with twelve disciples standing opposite him.

Far away in the back mountains, the Antarctic Immortal and his mount, the Spirit Deer, watched from afar.

At this moment, Randeng and his twelve disciples were all beaming with joy.

A teacher's ascension to sainthood can be described as a meteoric rise to power.

Ran Deng would occasionally glance at the Ling Shu Lamp in his hand.

I never expected such a great opportunity to fall into my lap. Yuanshi trusts me too much.

He's become a little embarrassed about trying to brainwash the disciples of the Chan Sect.

But it was too late; everything that needed washing had already been washed.

People like Ju Liusun, Chi Jingzi, and Cihang now have more influence than Yuanshi.

Although his senior brother Guang Chengzi couldn't do that for him yet, Guang Chengzi would still listen attentively when he spoke.

The other disciples had similar attitudes.

Only Yu Ding, Huang Long, and Dao De Zhen Jun were somewhat unyielding.

"Why isn't the teacher here yet?"

Ju Liusun's eyes darted around, and he looked like a troublemaker. He asked impatiently.

Cihang also looked expectant, "It should be soon, don't worry."

The other disciples were also very much looking forward to it.

They gave their entire fortune as a gift for becoming disciples, and now that their teacher has achieved sainthood, they will surely repay them.

The rewards from the saints were more abundant than they could have imagined.

"Sigh~"

In the distance, the Old Man of the South Pole saw this scene and shook his head in silence.

He was exiled simply because he saw Yuanshi in a sorry state.

I don't believe that Yuan Shi will really change. His growing strength will only make him more demanding.

The Old Man of the South Pole has completely seen through the Primordial Beginning.

Soon, a streak of light landed on Kunlun Mountain.

"teacher!"

"Congratulations, teacher, on attaining sainthood!"

May the teacher live a long and healthy life!

"Our teacher has reached the pinnacle of the primordial world; the name of our Chan Sect will surely resound throughout the entire primordial world!"

Randeng and his twelve disciples eagerly rushed forward, showering him with flattering words.

Yuanshi had just landed when he heard these words and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

This is the demeanor a saint should have.

Indeed, my disciple is the best.

He didn't mention the matter of spiritual treasures for the time being. After all, once he became a saint, spiritual treasures weren't that important to him, and he wouldn't care about ordinary ones anyway.

"I might as well leave it for them to use themselves," Yuan Shi thought to himself.

Yuanshi noticed that all his disciples were staring at him expectantly, so he cleared his throat.

"Light the lamp."

"Disciple is here!"

Ran Deng stepped forward.

"There's no need to be so modest."

Yuanshi stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a highly accomplished Taoist master.

"As I have said, you and I are both guests of the Zixiao Palace, and are of the same generation."

Ran Deng was somewhat moved upon hearing this.

Even after becoming a saint, he could still treat him like this. For a moment, Randeng felt even more ashamed.

However, the next moment, the Ling Shu Lamp of Randeng suddenly flew out of his hand and landed in front of Yuanshi.

"teacher----"

Ran Deng spoke instinctively, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

Yuanshi Tianzun was seen playing with the Ling Shu Lamp, his brows furrowed.

"This lamp is too sinister, and its grade is only high-grade. It's not qualified to suppress the fortune of our Chan Sect."

"It's barely usable, though. My disciples must have impeccable lineages, so their numbers are destined to be limited."

As he spoke, Yuanshi glanced at his disciples.

It's as if to say, "You should be grateful to be accepted as my disciple."

"Master's virtue is truly admirable!"

"Indeed, those creatures born from moisture and eggs, those filthy and corrupt individuals, are not worthy of joining our Chan Sect."

Ju Liusun and a few other quick-witted individuals immediately chimed in to agree.

"good!"

Yuanshi smiled and nodded, then with a flick of his hand, the coffin lamp disappeared.

At the same time, Randeng felt that all connection between himself and Ling Shu Lamp had disappeared.

And it suffered a backlash, staggering back several steps as a mouthful of fishy sweetness surged into its throat.

Yuanshi then turned his attention to the bewildered Randeng.

"Randeng, from today onwards, you are the Vice Leader of our Chan Sect."

By this time, Randeng knew perfectly well that Yuanshi was after his Spiritual Pivot Lamp.

And I also gave him a lesson along the way.

This filled him with both surprise and fear.

He brainwashed Yuanshi before he became a saint, so it certainly wasn't for that reason that he was being punished.

If he had known, he wouldn't be in this situation now.

Then Chun Chun taught him a lesson.

Are you worried that he will ask for the Ling Shu lamp?

There's only one possibility.

First, they belittled Ling Shu Lamp, then they used their power to force him to submit, and finally, they gave him the position of vice sect leader to shut him up.

"Good, good, Yuanshi, you did well!"

The guilt in Ran Deng's heart instantly turned into resentment.

You chose to use the Spiritual Pivot Lamp to suppress the Daoist lineage; no one forced you.

That's fine. If you talk to me nicely and offer other magical treasures, even if they're slightly inferior, I'm willing to trade with you.

You just took it away without giving him any compensation, and even erased his connection with the spirit treasure without his permission, causing him to suffer a backlash.

Isn't that a bit too much?