Primordial Era: Taibai, the Poison Master of Yaochi, drives a Sage insane!

Chapter 30: Immense Merit, Shocking the Three Realms!

Today is the momentous day that Cangjie proved his knowledge and created characters. All preparations are in place, and we are just waiting to begin this unprecedented cultural event.

Yaochi revealed her true form, and Li Taibai also revealed his true form, standing beside her. There was nothing to hide today.

It is a time when great merit descends. The original Cangjie who created characters already had immeasurable merit, let alone achieving it in one step.

Cangjie was dressed in simple clothes, with a tall and upright figure. His brows and eyes held a composure and wisdom far beyond that of ordinary people. He had immersed himself in the Dao of writing for thousands of years, day and night comprehending the patterns of heaven and earth, the footprints of birds and beasts, and the shapes of mountains and rivers. He had long since engraved the origin of writing into his mind and spirit, and his Dao heart was extremely firm.

Originally an ordinary person, without profound cultivation or immense magical power, he relied on his pure heart and innate literary talent to comprehend the Great Dao. Now, everything is ready, and he is just waiting to invoke the Heavenly Dao to create a new era of writing for the human race.

Cangjie looked at Yaochi, who nodded: "Let's begin!"

Cangjie took a deep breath, raised his head and looked up at the vast sky. His voice was deep and solemn, which actually penetrated through layers of clouds and reached the heavens, resounding throughout the entire primordial world.

This is, of course, inseparable from Yaochi's spellcasting!

"Heaven above, I am Cangjie of the human race. Observing the past years of mankind, they lived in ignorance, using knotted ropes to record events in a simple and crude way. There was no orthodox writing to inherit the great principles of the Dao, and no standardized characters to record the events of the world. Cultivators could not rely on writing to comprehend the origin, and ordinary people could not remember the changes of time. The human race's cultural lineage was dim, and its foundation was difficult to stabilize. Today, Cangjie made a vow to take on the great Dao of humanity and pioneer the writing system for the human race! First, to create characters that carry the profound mysteries of the Dao of the heavens and help all living beings to understand the Dao and cultivate. Second, to standardize the form of writing so that all living beings can record events and express emotions, and pass on the civilization of the human race for generations!"

The moment the words were spoken, the entire world suddenly trembled.

Rumble—

A deep and majestic roar of the Heavenly Dao exploded from the void, and layers upon layers of golden auspicious clouds gathered out of thin air, filling the entire sky. Endless faint Dao aura descended and surrounded Cangjie.

An invisible will of Heaven awakened, sensing this momentous event concerning the prosperity of humanity and the continuation of the ancient civilization. The laws of Heaven and Earth resonated in unison, and streams of light roamed the void, suddenly stirring up a monstrous upheaval in the originally tranquil destiny of the primordial world.

At the ancient battlefield of Zhuolu, thousands of miles away, the Jiuli allied forces and the Xuanyuan human camp, which had been locked in a standoff for many years, were suddenly thrown into turmoil.

Countless human soldiers and witch warriors looked up at the sky, their faces filled with bewilderment and awe.

The disciples of the Chan Sect, all Golden Immortals, stood before the formation. Sensing this vast, boundless, and incomparably pure humanistic energy, their expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Inside the Jade Void Palace, pure air swirled around. The Primordial Celestial Venerable sat on his cloud bed, deducing the war situation of the human race and the fortune of heaven and earth. Suddenly, he sensed this strange movement that shook the three realms. He abruptly opened his eyes, and two beams of divine light pierced through the palace.

Instantly locking onto the direction of Yaochi, one could clearly see the Queen Mother of the West and Li Bai standing quietly, watching Cangjie create characters.

In an instant, the Primordial Celestial Venerable's face turned ashen, his imposing aura unexpectedly leaking out. Filled with anger and apprehension, he roared fiercely, his voice echoing throughout the Jade Void: "You lowly wench from Yaochi! Holding the position of Celestial Venerable in the Heavenly Court, you dare not keep to your proper place, daring to interfere with the fundamental cultural lineage of the human race, secretly plotting against the eternal fortune and merit of the human race, attempting to intercept the great blessings of the Heavenly Dao! You are truly audacious and reckless!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was furious; this was tantamount to someone trying to steal food from his own bowl!

However, Yuanshi Tianzun was focused on defeating Jiuli and never considered these things.

Inside the Biyou Palace of the Jie Sect, the Tongtian Sect Leader was meditating and comprehending the Dao. Sensing the immense literary fortune newly emerging between heaven and earth, he quickly looked up and gazed into the distance. Seeing the scene of characters being created below, and then noticing the two from Yaochi sitting beside him, who were overseeing the planning, he couldn't help but exclaim in genuine amazement: "Tsk tsk, what courage, what vision! I never expected that Yaochi would dare to secretly lay out the Great Dao of Human Writing. Such merit is the foundation of eternity, something that ordinary powerful beings would avoid at all costs, yet she dared to take the initiative to plan and reach out. She has both foresight and the courage to do great things; she truly deserves our admiration."

At this moment, Yaochi was elevated to a new level in Tongtian's eyes.

Beyond the Heavenly Palace of Nuwa, the Goddess Nuwa sat in quiet contemplation, comprehending the Great Dao. She sensed that humanity was about to possess its own writing system, and that human civilization was about to rise to prominence. Nuwa was overjoyed, filled with praise: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Since the dawn of humanity, we have always lacked a proper written language. I have devoted myself to protecting and nurturing humanity, yet I never considered creating a written language to solidify our cultural heritage. Yaochi's plan this time can be said to have laid the foundation for humanity's eternal existence in one fell swoop. Its vision is unique, and its actions extraordinary."

Inside the Eight Views Palace, Lao Tzu sat serenely, indifferent and detached, rarely concerning himself with worldly disputes.

Yet today, this extraordinary human phenomenon that shook the very heavens still stirred his heart. He slowly raised his eyes to look at the location of Yaochi, and his usually calm and composed face was slightly moved. He pondered inwardly, completely changing his usual indifferent attitude towards Yaochi, and became somewhat solemn.

In the Western Mount Sumeru, the Guide and Zhunti exchanged a glance, both deeply shaken. They repeatedly marveled at Yaochi City's profound cunning and far-reaching plans, how it had subtly touched upon the core source of human destiny.

All the great powers of the Three Realms, reclusive cultivators, and myriad races of the primordial world were alarmed by this extraordinary phenomenon. Their gazes traversed countless mountains and rivers, converging on the place where the characters were created in Yaochi.

On the battlefield, the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect under Xuanyuan's command could no longer restrain themselves. They all activated their escape lights and rushed towards Yaochi. Hovering in mid-air, Ziguang stared intently at Cangjie below, his mind filled with complex emotions.

As members of the Chan Sect, they were wholeheartedly dedicated to assisting Xuanyuan in controlling the destiny of the human race. Little did they expect that the foundation and cultural heritage of the human race would be secretly plotted against by Yaochi.

Under the watchful eyes of all, Cangjie's expression grew increasingly solemn. He spoke again, his voice resounding throughout the four seas and eight wastelands: "Human writing originated from the Great Dao, and its cultivation, carrying on the Dao, is of paramount importance. The Great Dao's origin lies in the Eight Trigrams. The progenitor of human civilization was Emperor Fuxi, who deduced the innate Eight Trigrams to establish the order of heaven and earth. Today, in creating characters, we will begin with the origin of the Eight Trigrams, establishing names to inherit the ancient Daoist tradition!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cangjie raised his hand and condensed a wisp of pure literary energy. A faint golden light flowed from his fingertips, and the brushstroke took shape.

The first character, ancient and profound, carries the vast and boundless aura of creation, is the character for "heaven," the very inscription on bronze vessels.

The moment the character took shape, it suddenly broke free from Cangjie's fingertips, transforming into a dazzling golden ray that soared straight up into the clouds, hovering high in the sky, shining brightly. The character was enormous and majestic, like a divine mountain suspended in the heavens.

On the vast and desolate land, no matter where a human being is, they can clearly see this golden character as soon as they look up, and instantly feel an inexplicable sense of awe and belonging.

Countless human sages carefully copied and recorded these texts, thus preserving the first orthodox script of humankind.

"Heaven is the way of Qian (乾)!"

Cangjie chanted softly, picked up his brush again, and wrote the character "乾" (Qian).

As soon as the character "乾" appeared, it carried the extremely yang and vigorous aura of the Heavenly Dao, soaring straight into the sky, facing the character "天" from afar, complementing each other, and making the aura of the Heavenly Dao even more intense.

Immediately afterwards, Cangjie continued writing, following the original principles of the Eight Trigrams.

The characters Earth, Kun, Kan, Li, Xun, Zhen, Gen, and Ze are formed one by one, each containing the power of the corresponding Dao. Kun carries the weight of the earth, Kan carries the surging water, Li rises with blazing true fire, Xun is wrapped in a vast and gentle breeze, Zhen conceals the power of thunder, Gen embodies the stability of mountains, and Ze is surrounded by the spiritual light of water.

Eight core characters representing the origin of the Eight Trigrams rose into the air one after another, arranging themselves into the shape of the Primordial Eight Trigrams, hovering above the nine heavens, their golden light flowing and their Daoist rhyme lingering.

Each large character stood like a towering mountain, majestic and awe-inspiring, catching everyone's eye, and the people of the human race vied to copy it.

With all fifteen core characters of the Bagua complete, the resonance between heaven and earth grew stronger, and wisps of celestial merit began to slowly condense, lingering over each character suspended high in the sky, coating the characters with an eternal and indestructible golden light of merit.

Cangjie never stopped, and after ten years of enlightenment, he put all his knowledge into practice. His mind was immersed in the great Dao of writing, and his pen moved like dragons and snakes, flowing like clouds and water.

From the heavens and earth, the sun and moon, the stars and mountains, to wind, rain, clouds and mist, plants, insects and fish, from rulers and subjects to the people, to clothing, food, shelter and transportation, to cultivation, enlightenment and magic.

One by one, characters that fit the lives of humankind and conformed to the principles of the Great Dao were born. They were regular in form and profound in meaning, forming a complete and magnificent human writing system.

One character rises into the sky, another shines with light, and thousands of characters fly into the heavens one after another, densely arranged among the clouds and sea of ​​the nine heavens.

Below, countless humans, regardless of region or tribe, were filled with fervor, diligently recording and copying, spreading the news far and wide. The entire prehistoric human race had finally ushered in its own era of writing.

Time flowed slowly, and the Great Ceremony of Creating Characters proceeded in an orderly manner. After an unknown period of time, Cangjie suddenly stopped writing, his literary aura subsided, and he looked up at the endless sky with a firm and steady tone, carrying the supreme spirit of creating an era.

"Heaven above, all spirits and beings, heed my words! I have created the orthodox script of humanity, consisting of a total of one thousand characters! These one thousand characters encompass the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, encapsulate the myriad aspects of human life, are sufficient for daily communication among humans, sufficient for cultivators to comprehend the principles of the law, and sufficient for the transmission of human culture through generations! From this day forward, all races and races of the primordial world may freely use this script for recording!"

The moment the words were completely spoken!

Boom! ...

An unprecedentedly vast thunderous roar resounded throughout the eternal void, and the golden clouds of merit exploded completely. Boundless, thick, and tangible supreme heavenly merit, like a golden torrent, poured down from the nine heavens, sweeping across the entire world.

This is a supreme achievement that establishes the cultural lineage of the human race and solidifies its foundation for generations to come. It is an immeasurable good deed that even the Heavenly Dao values ​​highly. Its merit far surpasses ordinary achievements such as slaying demons and quelling wars.

The accumulated merit was divided into three parts, flowing in an orderly manner, each fulfilling its own function.

The first massive torrent of merit merged entirely into the thousand human characters high above.

In an instant, the thousands of human characters suddenly surged, each character towering like a mountain, often tens of thousands of feet high, gilded all over, with flowing patterns of innate Daoist charm, floating in the nine heavens and slowly rotating.

Thousands of characters intertwine to form an eternal and indestructible world of humanistic writing, rooted in the primordial heavenly way. From then on, the human race's cultural lineage will never be interrupted, passed down through the ages. No matter how time changes or how many calamities rise and fall, the origin of writing will always stand firm.

The second stream of immense merit poured straight down towards Cangjie below.

Boundless golden light enveloped this human race's ancestor who created characters, and surging power poured wildly into his ordinary mortal body.

Originally, the mortal body, which had no cultivation and a limited lifespan, began to undergo a transformative metamorphosis under the infusion of endless merit.

His body was tempered from its mortal form, cleansed of worldly impurities, and his Dao foundation was formed out of thin air, allowing his cultivation to surge wildly without any obstacles.

The mortal realm, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul... then Celestial Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, breaking through layer after layer of barriers without any bottlenecks or obstacles.

In just a few breaths, Cangjie's body shone with spiritual light, his aura rose steadily, and he firmly stepped into the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

An ordinary person can leap to become a top power in the primordial world. The literary energy becomes the source of his own existence, his foundation is extremely solid, and his future is bright. He is destined to become the holy ancestor of writing, worshipped by the human race for eternity.

The third and most profound Heavenly Merit is precisely divided into shares according to the unseen arrangement of cause and effect.

A full thirty percent of the immense merit transformed into a gentle, soft golden light, which wrapped around and enveloped the Golden Mother of the Jade Pool.

The remaining 10% of pure merit steadily fell into the body of Li Taibai, who was standing quietly to the side.

With three-tenths of his virtue entering his body, Yaochi instantly experienced a series of astonishing phenomena.

Above his head, a vast expanse of auspicious clouds rose into the sky, with colorful rays of light swirling around him. The extremely rich power of the Great Dao's origin washed over his limbs and bones, and all the foundation he had accumulated over the years, as well as the various plans and schemes he had devised, erupted.

Originally at the early stage of Quasi-Saint cultivation, he had been stuck at the threshold of his realm for a long time and could not break through. Now, with the blessing of a massive amount of merit, the shackles of his realm shattered instantly.

Buzz—

A solitary and aloof figure, whose aura was identical to that of the original body, slowly separated from the auspicious clouds above Yaochi's head.

This is the evil corpse of Yaochi, which has finally been slain. Its appearance is exactly the same as Yaochi's, and it exudes a chilling aura of decisive killing and wielding power. Its Daoist majesty is vast and boundless. It bows slightly to its original form and says, "Greetings, fellow Daoist."

Yaochi's gaze was calm, her mind clear and serene. She spoke softly, "You and I are one, born from the same source. There is no need for formalities. You may simply enter Qingyun and devote yourself to cultivation."

The evil corpse nodded slightly, said no more, transformed into a stream of light, and merged back into the depths of the vast auspicious clouds to consolidate its cultivation in seclusion.

With one corpse severed, his Dao foundation was perfected, and his aura surged once more. The vast quasi-saintly might swept across all directions, engulfing the entire land of creation.

Yaochi has now steadily entered the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, which means she has reached the level of a true great power in the Primordial World, while Haotian is still wandering around in the early stage of Quasi-Saint.

Li Taibai, who was standing to the side, also underwent a tremendous transformation in his cultivation after receiving one-tenth of the pure merit of the Heavenly Dao.

A torrent of golden light of merit surged into his body, causing his cultivation to soar. He broke through layer upon layer of barriers and directly reached the peak of the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. However, Li Taibai dared not advance any further, because he could not rely on merit to enter the Great Luo realm, as the Great Luo realm was too low to be reached!