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

Chapter 117 A Sage's Disciple Travels Through the Primordial World

Ju Liusun and several other disciples who had been brainwashed by Randeng had come to understand something by now.

This teacher seems rather unkind; for a moment, I didn't dare think about giving anything in return.

Yuanshi felt pleased with himself as he looked at his disciples' obedient demeanor.

He did this precisely to make Ran Deng understand the relative positions of both sides, and at the same time to sound a warning to his disciples.

Let them know that saints are not to be offended.

After all, Yuanshi himself had been a disciple of a sage, so he knew all too well what kind of person a disciple was.

It seems to be working well.

Naturally, Yuanshi understood the principle of combining kindness and severity. He had already demonstrated severity, and now it was time to bestow kindness.

"Go back and prepare, I will begin my discourse on the sage's way."

Upon hearing this, all the disciples' faces lit up with joy.

If we can't get Lingbao back, so be it. At least we can listen to the sage preach and improve our strength.

Seeing the disciples' reactions, Yuanshi felt even more confident that his move was brilliant, and he believed that the future of the Chan Sect was bright and promising.

After all, his teacher Hongjun had never shown him any favors, only authority.

"I'm better at being a teacher."

Yuan Shi looked arrogant.

Naturally, the large-scale treasure-giving event at Hongjun's Treasure Distribution Cliff was automatically filtered out by Yuanshi.

Because he didn't benefit from it; instead, it became a dark chapter in his history.

Suddenly, Yuanshi saw the Antarctic Immortal in the distance, which reminded him of even more of his dark past.

"teacher."

The Antarctic Immortal immediately bowed.

"Um.

Yuanshi gave a curt reply and then disappeared.

They don't know how to greet their teachers; they have no respect for their elders.

In Yuanshi's mind, the Old Man of the South Pole had an even worse impression.

"Ugh."

The Old Man of the South Pole sighed inwardly.

I don't know when this will end, but it's good that I can hear the sage preach soon.

When Qingyi returned to Pangu Mausoleum at Buzhou Mountain, Nuwa and Houtu had also returned.

"Teacher, you've made another breakthrough?"

The two of them could tell at a glance that Qingyi was different.

Although Qingyi's appearance remained unchanged, he exuded a comfortable aura.

This has happened before, but it wasn't as obvious.

Moreover, Qingyi's movements seemed much easier.

"Yes, I've occasionally gained some insights."

Qing Yi laughed, "It feels so good to have my wounds healed and a brand new, healthy body."

The only problem is that things like the Qiankun Cauldron and the Five Flags will no longer be useful.

"Congratulations, teacher, on taking another step forward."

Nuwa was surprised. Qingyi was previously at the fifth level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm, yet he broke through to the first level before her.

"I think you'll be here soon too."

Qingyi sensed the aura of Nuwa.

Nuwa smiled modestly, "I've just digested some insights over the years at Shouyang Mountain."

After a conversation between the master and his apprentice and Houtu, Nuwa reported the current situation of the human race to Qingyi.

"Teacher, the human race has officially emerged, and many innate saints are now traveling among humans."

Qingyi glanced at the bustling human race in the prehistoric world and nodded slightly.

"Indeed, the rise of the human race is the trend of development in the primordial world. The human race has enormous potential. You don't need to interfere too much, otherwise it will be counterproductive."

Qingyi has great confidence in the human race.

"As for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, let's not rush things and let the human race adapt first."

"Yes, teacher."

Nuwa knew that she needed to reach a consensus with Hongjun on this point.

Her brother, Fuxi, would have to wait a little longer.

"Uncle, our witch clan and the human clan get along quite well."

Houtu interjected at this moment.

Qing Yi was speechless; he had already spotted the witch clan members who had infiltrated the human race.

Unlike those innate deities, the Wu tribe makes no secrets.

He's been desperately showing off his powerful physique, almost making humans work as laborers.

Inevitably, the witch clan also began intermarrying with the human clan.

However, these witches were just ordinary members of the tribe; the great witches and others had already shifted their focus to the underworld.

I don't have time to mess around in the prehistoric world anymore.

"How are the ancestral witches doing in the underworld now?"

Qingyi asked casually.

Houtu found it a bit difficult to say.

"Uncle, we ancestral witches are really not suited to do this kind of thing. It's not as interesting as raising blood animals."

Nowadays, most of the witch clan members have moved to the underworld.

Mount Buzhou has the Pangu Temple, which is considered the ancestral land of the ancestral gods, so people frequently visit it.

In the underworld, besides Houtu, there are ten cities, each guarded by one of the ten ancestral witches.

An additional Ancestral Witch will manage the industries on this side of Buzhou Mountain.

The eleven Ancestral Witches are now about to fight each other over the position of Mount Buzhou.

Qingyi shook his head.

"Anyone who objects can come back and kneel here with Hongjun!"

If the Ancestral Witch can't figure things out, she'll have to be remade.

"I will definitely tell them when I get back."

Houtu was somewhat gloating.

"But as annoying as it may be, they did a good job."

Houtu eventually managed to find a way to make amends.

Qingyi nodded in agreement. With Zhen Yuanzi overseeing the overall situation, the underworld wouldn't be in chaos.

"Make people pay attention to the witch clan who intermarry with humans."

"Hmm? Uncle, is something wrong?"

Houtu was a little nervous.

"Uncle, the offspring of intermarriage between the Witch Clan and the Human Clan, although physically inferior to the Witch Clan, possesses a primordial spirit, giving them a greater advantage over humans on the path of cultivation —"

Qingyi waved his hand to stop Houtu from continuing.

"There's nothing wrong with it; it's just that it will be of great use in the future."

"Furthermore, I observe that the descendants of the Witch Clan and the Human Clan possess profound blood and energy. Even if they do not achieve great success on the main path of immortality in the current prehistoric world, they can still choose another path."

Qingyi's words silenced Nuwa and Houtu.

The Primordial Immortal Path—this was the first time Qing Yi had mentioned it.

The Three Thousand Great Paths are not limited to the Immortal Path, but in the primordial world, there is currently only the Immortal Path.

Should we take a different path and explore other methods of cultivation?

This bold idea was something that neither Nuwa nor Houtu had ever considered.

This method is indeed feasible.

Both of them immediately became interested.

If a new path of cultivation is truly created, then a great wave of merit will inevitably be gained.

When facing the Heavenly Dao in the future, their foundation will be even stronger.

"I'll leave this matter to the two of you."

Seeing that the two were interested, Qingyi made the arrangements.

He was thinking about martial arts, but of course, he didn't have time to do those things.

Whether this path will be successful depends on Nuwa and Houtu.

"It's a teacher."

Nuwa and Houtu decided to properly nurture the descendants of the Wu tribe.

As time passed, the primordial world entered a new period of development.

On the East Sea, as Tongtian preached the Dao, it was as if ten thousand immortals came to pay homage.

Twelve golden immortals descended from Kunlun Mountain to search for protective treasures in the primordial wilderness.

The sage's disciples began their formal journey through the primordial world.

Their goal was the human race, because their teachers had told them that the human race had a bright future.

On the vast and desolate land, the human race began to show astonishing potential.

The innate deities who traveled among the human race all gained something.

He went into seclusion one after another.

Zhunti and Jieyin walked past one human tribe after another, looking like beggars with lifeless eyes.

until a certain moment.

"Um?"

Zhunti saw a group of three people, one of whom was actually a late-stage Quasi-Saint.

This level of skill is quite rare in the primordial world.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a familiar face.

Behind the late-stage Quasi-Saint was two Golden Immortals with their nostrils pointing to the sky.

"Vice Leader, is this the human race that the teacher mentioned? What's so good about their incense offerings? The teacher insists that we find a way to consume the human race's incense offerings."

Ju Liusun's eyes darted around.

Cihang, who was beside him, remained silent.

"Humanity must have its own unique strengths."

With his keen eyesight, Burning Lamp recognized the potential of the human race.

However, he looked distressed, which was truly inhuman.

Without giving him any capital, they allowed him to bring people to develop the followers of the Chan Sect.

Just then, two figures suddenly came into his line of sight.

"Could it be Fellow Daoist Ran Deng?"

Zhunti had a smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti?"

A thought struck Ran Deng: This person is also a disciple of a sage.

Even a disciple who is registered in name is still a disciple.