The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

Chapter 91 The Great Crimson Sky

Inside the Celestial Master's Mansion, celestial energy swirled and incense smoke curled from the burner.

Ge Xianweng stroked his beard and laughed heartily: "Star Lord, you truly possess extraordinary talent! In a mere three or four hundred years, you have already risen to the ranks of a sixth-grade True Lord. This is truly a cause for celebration!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yi quickly cupped his hands in greeting: "Before the Celestial Master, how dare I presume to call myself a True Lord? I am merely fortunate to have gained the favor of the Great Celestial Venerable."

After some pleasantries and casual conversation, Song Yi revealed the true purpose of his trip: "To be honest, the Great Celestial Venerable previously issued a decree ordering me to descend to the mortal realm on a chosen day, and to select the Cangmang Mountain in the Southern Continent as my training ground. However, that place is relatively weakly protected by the human realm's fortune, and has always been a place where demons dwell and miasma abounds. I wish to establish a sect there to eliminate evil spirits and protect humanity. Unfortunately, what I cultivate is the acquired path of incense and deity, not the orthodox Xuanmen (Taoist) sect. Therefore, I have come today to request some Xuanmen scriptures from several Celestial Masters, which I only need to cultivate step by step to the Earth Immortal realm."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Daoling laughed heartily: "What difficulty is there in this matter? The lineage of my Daoist sect is vast and boundless. Not to mention the methods of Earth Immortals, even the methods of True Immortals and Profound Immortals are as numerous as the stars. If you wish to establish your own sect, you will naturally have no shortage of cultivation techniques and scriptures; the Celestial Master's Mansion has them!"

Xu Jingyang, standing to the side, suppressed his smile and became serious: "It is not difficult for a True Lord to establish a sect in the lower realm. However, sects in the Three Realms have always respected the Three Teachings. Without the background of the Three Teachings, even if a True Lord is a righteous god of the Heavenly Court, he will probably be looked down upon and ostracized by other sects."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi couldn't help but sigh: "Before I was conferred a title, I was just an old man in my twilight years. It was already a great fortune for me to be conferred a title by the Heavenly Court. How could I dare to hope to have any connection with the Three Teachings?"

"Your Excellency is mistaken."

Xu Jingyang shook his head and smiled, "The Human Sect was originally established by the Sage Taiqing to educate the human race. It is said that the True Lord once offered the immortal fruit sweet potato to the Earth Emperor Shennong, which saved countless people from the suffering of hunger. This act also brought immeasurable merit to the human realm. Based on this great merit alone, the True Lord is qualified to step onto the Great Crimson Heaven to listen to the Sage's teachings. He may even be able to join the human realm and inherit the fortune of the Taiqing lineage."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi was overjoyed.

Of the three religions, the one he admired most was the Human Religion.

Although the Jie Sect was renowned for its pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals, it suffered severe damage after the Investiture of the Gods war, and its lineage was nearly severed.

Moreover, most of the disciples of the Jie Sect are non-human beings who have attained enlightenment, while there are relatively few of them who are of human origin.

As for the Chan sect, it places more emphasis on lineage, aptitude, and background.

Since he was neither a born saint nor was he listed in the Investiture of the Gods, there was almost no chance for him to join the Chan Sect.

Only human teaching is most suitable for oneself.

Although the Sage Laozi of Taiqing appears to be pure and inactive, and has only one direct disciple, the Grand Master Xuandu, the Sage preaches the Great Dao of Hunyuan in the Great Crimson Heaven outside the Thirty-Three Heavens for many years. The number of his disciples and the scattered immortals who have benefited from his grace is truly countless.

Moreover, the Grand Master Xuandu would be ordered to descend to the mortal realm every so often to guide both immortals and mortals.

Therefore, although the People's Education Press appears to be low-key and secluded, its foundation is unfathomable and its strength should not be underestimated.

Ge Xianweng spoke up at the opportune moment, his tone amiable: "It just so happens that this old Daoist is going to visit a fellow immortal in the Great Crimson Heaven in a few days. Why don't you come with me, True Lord? There is a Xuandu Pagoda in the Great Crimson Heaven, which contains many profound scriptures of the Taiqing lineage. They are far superior to the scriptures of the Celestial Master's Mansion. If you could go and take a look, True Lord, you would surely benefit greatly."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi immediately bowed and thanked him, saying, "In that case, I will have to trouble the Celestial Master!"

Once the agreement was reached, the two immediately left the Celestial Master's Mansion, preparing to cross the boundary wall and head into the depths of chaos.

As for Zhang Daoling and Xu Jingyang, the other Celestial Masters, they stayed in the mansion in seclusion, preparing to work together to forge several powerful magical treasures in preparation for the battle between the Dao and the Demon fifty years later.

Beyond those thirty-three heavens lies a vast, undeveloped, primordial chaos.

Looking around, all around was a hazy, indistinct expanse, making it difficult to discern directions.

Ge Xianweng offered up a jade fairy boat.

The celestial boat was only a few feet in size, yet it emanated a faint, ethereal celestial light.

The two traveled by boat, slowly sailing into the chaos.

All around was a hazy gray, with neither heaven nor earth separated, neither yin nor yang distinguished, and as far as the eye could see, there was only churning, chaotic air currents.

Occasionally, a chaotic current would sweep across and crash into the protective shield of the immortal ship, instantly creating ripples of spiritual light.

Ge Xianweng sat upright at the bow of the boat, his hands forming a mudra, with an ancient blue lamp floating in front of him.

The lamp was no bigger than a bean, yet it emitted a soft, clear light, illuminating the surrounding hundred meters of empty space.

This lamp was made by Ge Xianweng in imitation of the Eight Views Palace Lamp. Although it is not a primordial spiritual treasure, it contains the profound meaning of the Great Purity and is enough to suppress ordinary chaotic energy.

After traveling through this dark and chaotic world for an unknown period of time, a glimmering light suddenly appeared in the misty sea ahead, shining brightly. It was the entrance to the Great Crimson Heaven.

The celestial boat immediately transformed into a streak of light and pierced through the sky.

Suddenly, the view opened up before my eyes, and a vast and boundless world appeared out of thin air.

Upon entering the area, one is greeted by a forest of lush bamboo and a bubbling spring, creating a serene and tranquil atmosphere.

The sky was as clear as crystal, without the sun, moon, or stars visible, yet it was filled with boundless light that illuminated the world.

Every blade of grass, every tree, every mountain, and every stone seems to bear the traces of the sage's Taoist wisdom.

This is the Great Thousand World, the Great Crimson Heaven, created by the Sage Taiqing.

Ge Xianweng moored his immortal boat beside a spiritual spring, cupped his hands and smiled, "This old Daoist still has old friends to visit. The Human Sect has always valued tranquility and naturalness, disliking restraint, and is unlike the Chan Sect with its many rules and regulations. Since you have already entered the Great Crimson Heaven, you are free to travel as you please."

Having said that, Ge Xianweng rode away on auspicious clouds.

Song Yi bowed and saw him off, then wandered around the Great Crimson Heaven alone.

Everything I saw along the way was the aura of a celestial being.

An elderly Taoist priest with white hair sat leaning against an ancient pine tree, holding the "Huang Ting Jing" in his hands, his expression serene.

A barefoot immortal sat by the stream, washing his feet with the spiritual spring water, his eyes slightly closed, looking carefree and unrestrained.

On a stone platform further away, groups of immortals sat playing chess, each move seemingly containing profound principles of heaven and earth.

Song Yi sighed inwardly, "The disciples of the Moral School are indeed extraordinary."

These immortals came from all walks of life. Some came from celestial islands, some from blessed lands in the Eastern Continent, and many were reclusive immortals living in seclusion in the four seas and eight wastelands.

Among them were many highly accomplished cultivators, whose bodies emanated a tangible Daoist aura, clearly ancient true cultivators who had attained the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, inspiring awe in all who beheld them.

Song Yi paused for a moment and saw a Taoist priest with long eyebrows that reached his shoulders sitting cross-legged on a cloud platform, carrying an ancient sword on his back, practicing breathing exercises.

The Taoist spat out a sword pellet the size of a longan, crystal clear, which then dispersed into countless extremely fine sword energies, like thousands of spider silks, densely intertwining within a ten-zhang space around him. The energies shimmered with cold light, yet their sharpness was concealed, reaching the pinnacle of perfection.

"This must be the founder of the Shu Mountain Sect, the Long-Browed Taoist!" Song Yi thought to himself.

He had some prior acquaintance with Qingwei Daoist of the Shushan Sect, and thus had heard him recount some information about Bai Mei Daoist.