Primordial Era: I, the auspicious beast Pixiu, am the darling of the Great Dao.

Chapter 74 Hongjun's Shock, Nuwa Breaks Through to the Mid-Stage

While Hongjun was still in shock, Tianlu curled his lips and spread out his paws with a roguish look on his face.

"How would I know? Dao Ancestor, you are so shrewd, surely you know the reason?"

Upon hearing this, Hongjun was so angry that his beard trembled twice.

He knew this creature's true nature all too well; it was a complete scoundrel, and there was no reasoning with it.

Hongjun ignored Tianlu's sarcastic remarks and secretly communicated with the power of the Heavenly Dao. The phantom of the River of Destiny flickered in his eyes as he deduced the direction of Nuwa's secluded side hall.

This deduction stirred up a tremendous storm in Hongjun's heart.

To his astonishment, he discovered that Nuwa in the side hall was just like Yang Hui, and even more so.

Hongjun instantly realized that Nuwa had fallen into a deep state of enlightenment.

If we forcibly interrupt it, it might create karmic consequences.

However, the three lectures at Zixiao Palace are just around the corner, and the matter of the imperial throne must not be lost.

Thinking of this, Hongjun flicked his Taoist robe and threw the fragments of his Creation Jade Disc into the air.

The next moment, the fragments of the Creation Jade Disc began to spin rapidly in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a vast and boundless law of creation transformed into a stream of light, directly piercing through the array in the side hall and empowering Nuwa.

In the blink of an eye, an earth-shattering aura erupted from the side hall.

Nuwa, who was in seclusion, was still struggling to find her way at the threshold of the Great Dao of Creation.

At this moment, receiving the essence of the Creation Jade Disc fragment is like receiving timely rain after a long drought.

"boom!"

With a muffled roar, Nuwa's cultivation broke through the initial bottleneck and directly entered the mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

This scene made Tianlu quite uneasy.

This old man Hongjun is actually this strong?

This fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation must contain the Great Dao of Creation, otherwise how could it allow someone to break through on the spot?

Can I borrow it for a while?

Thinking of this, Tianlu shamelessly stepped forward.

"Dao Ancestor, it seems I also need to go into seclusion to break through to the next level. Could you lend me your fragment?"

"Then go into seclusion!"

After Hongjun finished speaking, he turned around with a flick of his sleeve, took a step forward, and his figure instantly merged into the void, disappearing without a trace.

But the spot where he stepped left behind a deep and mysterious spatial rift.

Purple Heavenly Dao runes flowed along the edge of the crack, and the spatial power within was extremely stable, its destination pointing directly to the Purple Cloud Palace outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

With just one step, one can bypass the endless chaos and instantly arrive at the preaching hall.

Clearly, this was a privileged passage that Hongjun, holding his nose, granted to ensure that Nuwa and this rogue Pixiu would arrive on time.

At the same time, the overwhelming pressure within the side hall gradually subsided.

The tightly closed palace doors suddenly burst open, and Nuwa emerged from the main hall.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, on breaking through the shackles and attaining the mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm! You've taken another step closer to the supreme Dao!"

Tianlu stepped forward and offered his congratulations with a smile.

Nuwa's eyes shone with wonder as she bowed gracefully to Tianlu.

"Fellow Daoist Tianlu, if it weren't for the blessing and fortune you bestowed upon me, and the fact that I was able to seclude myself in this blessed land, I'm afraid I would have had to endure countless eons before I could even touch the threshold of the Great Dao of Creation."

"You're too kind! We're all friends, fellow cultivators. This is nothing to worry about!"

Tianlu shamelessly waved his paw, completely ignoring the fact that Hongjun had also played a part in throwing the fragments of the Creation Jade Disc.

"Now that Fellow Daoist Nuwa has accomplished her mission, it is time for us to set off for Zixiao Palace."

Tianlu stretched.

As she finished speaking, Nuwa frowned, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Tianlu, it seems the time for the three lectures at Zixiao Palace has arrived, hasn't it? These Three Immortal Islands are far from the Chaos Heaven and the Outer Heaven. If we set off now, we're afraid we won't be able to make it in time for the Dao Ancestor to begin his lectures."

Upon hearing this, Tianlu curled his lip indifferently and said...

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just had a conversation with that old Taoist priest Hongjun and got him to grant us a special privilege."

As he spoke, Tianlu raised his golden claw and pointed to the spatial rift in mid-air that was still filled with purple runes.

"Look, that old man has paved the way. We can just walk in and get to Zixiao Palace in one step, saving us the trouble of traveling."

Nuwa looked in the direction Tianlu's claws pointed and sensed the familiar aura of the Heavenly Dao emanating from the spatial rift. She suddenly realized what was happening and couldn't help but think even more highly of Tianlu's abilities.

In this primordial world, only the Child of the Great Dao could possibly make the revered Dao Ancestor compromise in such a way.

"In that case, I'll trouble Fellow Daoist Tianlu to lead the way."

Then, Tianlu swaggered into the spatial rift.

Nuwa and Yang Hui followed closely behind. The moment they stepped into the spatial rift, they felt the surrounding space and time shift, and the endless chaotic winds were firmly blocked by the purple Heavenly Dao runes.

In no time, ripples appeared in the void, and Tianlu, Nuwa, and Yang Hui appeared steadily in front of the Zixiao Palace outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

At this moment, all was quiet outside the Zixiao Palace, clearly indicating that the three thousand mortals from the primordial world had already entered and taken their seats.

Without hesitation, the three of them stepped directly into the lecture hall of Zixiao Palace.

Inside the main hall, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, Kunpeng and other deities were already sitting cross-legged on their respective prayer mats, making the entire hall solemn and dignified.

Seeing this, Nuwa quickly walked to her own prayer mat in the first row and sat down gracefully.

Yang Hui also found his place and sat quietly cross-legged.

Tianlu, on the other hand, skillfully summoned the soft, fluffy, mid-grade innate spiritual treasure cloud.

He lay comfortably on the clouds, sprawled out, finding the most pleasant position.

Immediately afterward, with a thought, the dazzling golden wheel of merit behind him instantly appeared.

The vast and boundless golden light of merit was like a dazzling golden sun, instantly illuminating the entire Zixiao Palace.

The rich aura of merit transformed into golden raindrops, so bright that the many innate deities present could barely open their eyes, and their hearts bled with envy.

Most of the saints sat at the back, looking at the golden wheel of merit that was almost solidified, their faces showing dissatisfaction.

But all they could do was grit their teeth and swallow their frustration.

The entire Zixiao Palace was eerily quiet during this scene; not a single person dared to utter a word.

After all, back during the second sermon, this rogue Pixiu was already behaving this way, using the golden light of merit to obscure the vision of more than two thousand holy beings.

At the time, no one dared to speak. Now, the aura emanating from this mythical creature is becoming increasingly unfathomable. Who would dare to provoke it?

All the saints knew very well that there was no point in saying anything to this shameless Pixiu, which even the Dao Ancestor had to give in to. They could only endure it.