Primordial Era: Elixir of Qi Transforms into Form, Controlling the Pharmacology of the World

In the blink of an eye, countless years have passed.

Since returning from the Northern Underworld.

Ling Dan then followed Laozi to cultivate in seclusion within the Taiqing Heaven.

Now, Ling Dan has been reading through many ancient books, extracting the great Dao from them, feeling their mysteries, and evolving them into a special kind of script.

Over the years, Ling Dan has also learned to be lazy, leaving the alchemy to the Creation Avatar, while she stays in the Ten Thousand Scrolls Pavilion, reading countless classics.

There are many books, most of which were sent by Bai Ze.

Although the Tao has prevailed and demons have diminished, it does not mean that there are no demons left in the world.

Within the chaotic layer, the battle against the demonic path continues unabated.

Within the primordial wilderness, those driven by deep desires descend into madness in an endless stream, and the war continues.

Therefore, the demon-repelling pills refined by Ling Dan remain very popular.

They traded many resources and ancient texts with Bai Ze using elixirs.

Numerous classic books were stored in the Ten Thousand Volumes Library, elevating the library's quality to a superior level.

Ling Dan stayed in the study, holding pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, translating many classic texts. She also gleaned insights into the Daoist principles from them, improving and integrating them into her own writing.

Ling Xi accompanied and protected Ling Dan.

Speaking of which, Lingxi has also completed the reconstruction over tens of thousands of years.

He severed all his former cultivation and then followed his own path, cultivating the methods of the Xuanmen sect and gradually growing stronger.

Ling Xi ground ink for Ling Dan and watched Ling Dan write many characters. She knew that Ling Dan wanted to create characters, so she watched quietly without disturbing her.

As Ling Dan was writing, a slightly anxious voice came from outside: "Senior brother, senior brother... that fat guy is here again, and he's here to deliver invitations again."

Little Duobao looked at Ling Dan and Ling Xi with clear, bright eyes and great respect. There was no way around it; he was the youngest and weakest, and had been disciplined by Ling Dan and Ling Xi many times.

So when they see Ling Dan, they all behave very well.

Ling Dan put down her pen, puzzled: "An invitation? What kind of invitation is Bai Ze sending this time? He's sent quite a few invitations over the past tens of thousands of years."

The chubby guy is Bai Ze. After getting to know Ling Dan, Ling Dan likes to call him the chubby guy.

Over the years, Bai Ze has invited Ling Dan many times.

After all, Bai Ze was under Di Jun's command, and over the years he had been in contact with various tribes, so banquets were held frequently.

Invitations were frequently sent to Ling Dan.

After all, Ling Dan's status is different. She is the grand-disciple of Hongjun Daozu, the eldest disciple of Taiqing, and a direct descendant of the third generation of Xuanmen... She also has titles such as Demon Extermination Medicine Venerable and Creation Venerable.

It could be said that Ling Dan sought to keep a low profile, but his strength wouldn't allow him to.

Over the years, Bai Ze has been planning to invite Ling Dan to the banquet he organizes.

Ling Dan had no desire to go; banquets and the like were extremely dangerous. Since she couldn't avoid it, she sent an avatar instead.

Now, Bai Ze has sent another invitation; he's quite a talent.

Seeing Ling Dan's hesitation, Ling Xi couldn't help but say, "Junior Brother... how about I go over and refuse Bai Ze?"

Ling Dan pondered for a moment: "Don't refuse yet, let's go and see first."

Ling Dan didn't think much of it, walked out of the Ten Thousand Scrolls Pavilion, and found the gradually calming Bai Ze.

Bai Ze smiled when he saw Ling Dan, "Brother Ling Dan... I've come to deliver another invitation. However, this time the invitation is for Senior Taiqing and the others!"

"Inviting my master and the others. Could it be that Senior Dijun is hosting some kind of banquet?" Ling Dan couldn't help but ask.

Bai Ze nodded, very seriously: "Brother Ling Dan... this time is different. Lord Di Jun is preparing to establish a great power. He would like to invite Senior Tai Qing and the others to come and witness this."

Ling Dan's expression changed as she accepted the invitation. Sensing the intense heat and Daoist charm contained within it, she knew that it was personally written by Di Jun.

Ling Dan's eyes flickered: "Alright, I'll leave it to my master later."

"Then I'll leave it to Brother Ling Dan. Also, I'll take my leave now, as I have many things to attend to." Bai Ze said, and then took his leave.

After Bai Ze left, Ling Dan didn't think much of it, took the invitation, and headed towards the Taiqing Palace.

At this moment, Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian all awoke from their comprehension of the Great Dao. They looked at Ling Dan and then at the invitation, their expressions subtly changing.

Lao Tzu stroked his beard, his Daoist aura emanating naturally: "We've finally come to this point."

"It's earlier than we predicted. It seems there might be some changes in the circumstances surrounding Emperor Jun's creation of this powerful force." Yuanshi Tianzun was indeed cautious.

Tongtian, however, disagreed: "The world is ever-changing and unpredictable. We rely on our many observations and experiences to make deductions, but ultimately we cannot predict the future, so it's normal for things to change."

Laozi suppressed his Daoist aura and looked at Ling Dan: "Emperor Jun has created a powerful force, and ultimately, he wants his father to see it. Disciple... Go and pack your things, and take Ling Xi and Duobao with you to participate in this banquet. Also, after this banquet, we should return to Kunlun."

Ling Dan was looking forward to it.

Although the environment in Taiqing Heaven is nice, it still feels somewhat unfamiliar and doesn't feel like home.

Ling Dan wanted to return to Kunlun, where she could feel at ease.

In the blink of an eye, another thousand years have passed.

Ling Dan packed up many ancient books and treasures, preparing to take them back with her.

After finishing his preparations and pausing for several hundred years, Laozi, along with Ling Dan, Ling Xi, and Duobao, flew towards Di Jun's location.

Now, many powerful beings have flown into the Nine Heavens. Clouds and pavilions, colorful clouds spreading, have transformed into numerous banquets.

There aren't many core seats, only about three thousand.

However, after the core seats, there are the billion-dollar second seats.

The large number of seats indicates that there are many guests attending this event.

Following the guidance, Laozi arrived at a place where colorful clouds were used to refine various delicious spiritual fruits.

Ling Dan observed discreetly, remaining on guard.

After all, such a banquet is extremely dangerous; one might just be carried away.

Ling Xi, however, protected Ling Dan tightly, as if afraid that Ling Dan would be taken away by outsiders.

A short while later, a familiar figure appeared; it was Nuwa.

She flew slowly towards the female cultivator.

However, Nuwa's expression changed, as if something was amiss, and her expression became solemn.

Upon seeing Nuwa's figure, Ling Dan kept a low profile, while Ling Xi became wary.

But ultimately, there are many things we cannot resist.

Ling Dan flew out uncontrollably, her expression filled with helplessness.

Ling Xi's expression changed. He wanted to stop Ling Dan, but he was helpless. He could only look at his master and say, "Master, Junior Brother has been taken away."

Laozi stroked his beard and smiled, "Ling Xi... that's Ling Dan's opportunity, there won't be any danger."

What could Ling Xi say? He could only shake his head slightly, feeling frustrated.

Ling Dan, once again, silently fell into Nuwa's embrace.

Ling Dan sighed softly, her expression conflicted, and forced a smile as she said, "Sister Nuwa, it's been a long time."

Nuwa smiled slightly upon hearing this: "It has been a long time, Little Lingdan. Your cultivation has improved quite a bit."

What could Ling Dan say? She could only communicate with Nuwa.

As the conversation progressed, the banquet gradually began.

Emperor Jun, dressed in a golden robe and exuding a unique majesty, entered the banquet.

"Thank you all for coming. I invited you all here today to witness this moment. Today, I, Di Jun, will create a race, uniting the seventy-two races of the Thirty-Three Heavens and the one hundred and eight races of the Primordial Land. Together with many powerful beings and cultivators, we will evolve into one race. This race inherits the Demon Script, the Secret Techniques, and the Great Dao; therefore, it is called: the Demon Race!"

"Within the primordial world, regardless of the kind of being, race, or cultivation level... those who cultivate and inherit through demonic script can all be called demons and can all join my demon race. The demon race is born from demonic script, showcasing the beauty of the Great Dao and its changes. From this day forward, the demon race is established."

Emperor Jun shouted, and the Daoist rhyme spread, reaching the past and present, the ages, the heavens, and the primordial world.

At that moment, within the banquet, the patriarchs of the seventy-two major races and the patriarchs of the one hundred and eight minor races all rose to their feet, their bodies intertwined with demonic runes, transforming and propagating the demonic runes.

"From this day forward, our race will inherit the demon script. We will use the demon script to evolve our racial heritage and to propagate our descendants. We will lead our race into the demon realm!"

"From this day forward, our race will inherit the demon script. We will use the demon script to evolve our racial heritage and to propagate our descendants. We will lead our race into the demon realm!"

In an instant, the sound of the Dao surged, entering the Thirty-Three Heavens, forming and flowing into the chaotic layer.

The shouts, along with the propagation of the demonic script, spread to the primordial world, to the ages, and to the long river of the Great Dao.

At that moment, the sky and earth changed color, auspicious clouds transformed, and colorful clouds converged.

In the vast sky, the sound of the Dao resonates, transforming into boundless merit.

That merit fell from the sky and merged into the bodies of countless demons.

Di Jun felt the merit descending upon him and laughed heartily: "Haha... The heavens have bestowed merit, which means that our creation of the demon race is in harmony with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth."

"Taking this opportunity, I, Emperor Jun, today manifest the demon race and create another great power, known as the Demon Court! I will use the Chaos Bell to suppress the Demon Court's destiny, hoping the Great Dao will bear witness!"

"Boom, boom..."

That roar reverberated through the heavens and echoed through the ages.

Vast fortunes converge from all races. The fortunes of numerous races are now being drawn together towards a single point.

That place is the location of the Chaos Bell. The Chaos Bell evolved into endless chaos, into earth, fire, wind, and water, and now it intertwines countless energies. The energy of the Golden Crow clan merged into it, transforming into a great sun. The energy of the Tiger clan merged into it, transforming into a tiger. The energy of the Snake clan merged into it, transforming into a snake…

In the blink of an eye, the Qi within the Chaos Bell swirled and transformed into a great sun. Within that sun, naturally, lay the three-legged golden crow. And beneath the three-legged golden crow, countless races paid homage.

All demons pay homage to the Golden Crow royal family.

"Buzz, buzz..."

A powerful force surged from within Di Jun, transforming the Daoist principles and stirring up the waters of the Great Dao, surging through the ages…

Undoubtedly, the convergence of the Demon Court's power caused Di Jun's cultivation to increase dramatically.

The current Emperor Jun, majestic and imposing, exudes an aura of imperial authority: "My name is Emperor Jun, the Emperor of the Demon Court. Today, I will bestow titles upon all demons. Kunpeng of the demon race, possessing great fortune and wisdom, created demon script, secret techniques, and countless demon laws; he shall be the teacher of the demon race. From this day forward, Kunpeng shall be the teacher of the demon race, and all demons shall be addressed as Demon Master. From this day forward, Demon Master shall instruct all beings of the demon race, and expound the laws of the demon race..."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng nodded, "Thank you, Your Majesty. From now on, Kunpeng will be the Demon Master of the Demon Clan!"

Di Jun nodded, then turned to Taiyi: "Taiyi... from this day forward, you shall be the Eastern Emperor of my demon race, responsible for the demon race's warfare!"

Taiyi's expression changed, filled with joy: "Thank you, Your Majesty. From now on, Taiyi will lead the demon army to conquer the primordial world and eliminate the demonic cultivators!"

Di Jun smiled, then proceeded to bestow titles upon the others: "Daoist of Benevolent Law... You are the Lord of Benevolent Law Heaven, and from this day forward, you shall be the Benevolent Law Demon Emperor of my demon race..."

"Daoist Haoran...you are the Lord of Haoran Heaven. From this day forward, you shall be the Haoran Demon Emperor of my demon race..."

Emperor Jun bestowed titles once again, bestowing titles upon the demons, the Demon Emperor, the Demon King... one by one. Looking at the numerous cultivators and powerful figures, he was both shocked and speechless.

Everything that happened in the Demon Court was absolutely pre-arranged. Now, Emperor Jun's investiture can be considered a self-directed and self-acted performance.

Seeing this scene, especially Fuxi, Ling Dan asked in confusion, "Sister Nuwa... how come Senior Fuxi has also joined the Demon Court?"

Nuwa hugged Ling Dan tightly, her emotions shifting and her expression complex: "He wants to take a special path."

"A special path?" Ling Dan was also puzzled, wondering why Fuxi had made this choice.

Nuwa sighed softly, and finally said with a complex expression, "That was his decision, and also the Great Dao he pursued."

"What about Sister Nuwa?" Ling Dan was also curious, wondering what Nuwa would choose now.