Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

"What's wrong with me, Old Sun?"

Sun Wukong's eyes were dazed, and what came into view was the face of the Buddha.

"Hey, Wukong, you're awake." Shakyamuni chuckled. "Don't worry, I just need you to do one thing!"

Before Sun Wukong could answer, he threw him out. Sun Wukong floated in the air, but it was as if he was imprisoned, and he couldn't even blink.

Wisps of smoke emanated from the blue lotus on his chest, quickly coalescing into a long river, symbolizing the creation of heaven and earth, the birth of life, the creation of humankind by Nuwa, the moral enlightenment of humanity by Taiqing Daode Tianzun, and the unification of the human spirit by the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors…

Scenes flashed across the long river, and the Bodhi Amitabha Buddha's gaze was filled with complex emotions: "The Human Path!"

"Yes, humanity!" A woman dressed in colorful clothes walked over, carrying a green whip in her hand, but her eyes were particularly cold. Her aura fluctuated, and only when she saw Sun Wukong did her eyes flash with gentleness.

"Using thirty percent of Wukong's fortune as a catalyst to ensure that world won't repel the Western Continent, the Three Pure Ones really acted early." Nuwa gritted her teeth. "They're ruthless enough!"

"This is a necessary sacrifice for the integrity of the primordial world!" Lao Tzu's voice came from afar. The Three Pure Ones together held up a world, which made Nuwa and the other two snort coldly.

Yuanshi glanced at the three of them and sneered, "There's no need to express your dissatisfaction in this way. This merit was rightfully seized by my two brothers and me. As for Sun Wukong..."

"Junior sister, we're giving you face, so just stand here and watch."

The Chaos Bell flew out and continued to grow larger, soon enveloping the western continent. The bell tolled, and time and space froze to prevent the beings of the west from being harmed later.

The Three Pure Ones showed no intention of protecting the Dharma, so Nuwa and the other two could only retreat repeatedly, their expressions complicated.

Yes, all they can do is stand here and watch!

Because the Heavenly Emperor's gaze has already fallen from the Thirty-Three Heavens, what he wants is to repair the Western Earth Veins. It doesn't matter who does the repair; he can even sacrifice Sun Wukong if necessary.

"Sun Wukong, the lotus seed on your chest was planted by Kui Niu on orders, all for today. I originally wanted eighty percent of your fortune to ensure everything went smoothly, but the Great Heavenly Venerable values ​​you, so I have no choice but to obey the Emperor's decree."

Laozi glanced at him without any emotion, "The reason I didn't destroy your foundation back then was because the Great Heavenly Venerable issued an imperial edict. You should be grateful to the Heavenly Court, after all, your incompetent master couldn't do anything."

Bodhi clenched his fists, helplessly watching this scene unfold.

"Fellow Daoist, if you're going to make a move, then hurry up." A voice came, and a Bagua pattern appeared in the void. "Using the Qi of Humanity as a guide, a good method."

"Brother." Nuwa was delighted, but Fuxi shook his head. "Sister, don't interfere. The Great Celestial Venerable only wants the result."

Even though the Heavenly Emperor liked Sun Wukong, he was too insignificant in the face of the primordial world.

"Wukong will be alright." Nuwa nodded. The Great Celestial Venerable had already protected him several times, and the Three Pure Ones hadn't gone too far. However, Wukong's future fortune...

At this moment, all she could do was sigh.

Tongtian looked at Shakyamuni, a gentle light flashing in his eyes: "Disciple, come!"

"Yes!" Shakyamuni bowed, slapped his forehead, and his own fortune condensed into a sea of ​​clouds. There was a small island with a radius of a hundred miles, on which sword energy crisscrossed; there was the Great Thunderclap Temple with ten thousand Buddhas standing in the forest, and Buddha light permeating the air; there were the Three Pure Ones descending with immortal light. These were the three most massive pillars of his fortune.

Shakyamuni's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he pointed directly at the Buddhist destiny. His body trembled violently, his face turned ashen, and he clenched his teeth in pain, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Ugh—ah!"

A painful sound came from the side. Sun Wukong clenched his fists, his face contorted in rage, and thirty percent of his fortune was lost. His entire body was convulsing.

The Three Pure Ones sighed inwardly. Originally, they only needed Sun Wukong's fortune, but since the Great Heavenly Venerable wanted to protect him, they had to give up a portion of it. To ensure that nothing went wrong, Duobao had to provide this portion of fortune.

However, Duobao also had his own selfish motives. With the integration of Buddhist fortune and the restoration of the Western earth veins, Buddhism could also benefit—after all, he was the leader of Buddhism.

For the sake of his disciple's path to enlightenment, Tongtian tried his best to persuade Laozi and Yuanshi, but Sun Wukong would permanently lose 30% of his fortune. Even if he were to occupy a high position in Buddhism or attain sainthood in the future, he would still permanently lose 30% of the fortune he deserved.

But the Three Pure Ones felt no remorse whatsoever. That's how things are in the prehistoric world; if you're not as powerful as others, you have to accept it!

If it weren't for the Great Celestial Venerable, this monkey would be in an even worse state than he is now!

The Primordial Lord's voice resounded through the void: "The Journey to the West has come to an end. This 108,000-mile journey has accumulated the vitality of Yin and Yang and evolved countless Dao traces. We can use this world to integrate into the West, which can replenish the earth's origin and mend the broken spiritual veins."

The many powerful beings remained silent. After seeing the aura emanating from the treasure, the Three Pure Ones joined forces to activate the Great Dao, and the Daoist charm and immortal light continuously emanated from the treasure.

The Taiqing Purple Qi harmonizes Yin and Yang, neutralizing the barren and dry soil of the West. The Yuqing Great Dao straightens the disordered cracks in the earth's veins. The myriad Dao formations of Shangqing serve as a hub, ensuring that the Dao laws of the two worlds are compatible and do not repel each other.

The 108,000-mile journey through the void slowly sank, and the Xuanhuang merit in the void instantly flew into it, falling towards the western land along with this world.

The moment heaven and earth met, a radiant light shot into the sky, and countless cracks in the earth's veins, which had stretched for hundreds of millions of years, began to slowly heal. The geothermal energy of Flaming Mountain, the vitality of the green trees of Flower and Fruit Mountain, the source of the Weak Water of Flowing Sand River, and the essence of creation gathered from various mountains and rivers flowed along the earth's veins throughout the desolate western land.

The once barren Gobi Desert, where not a blade of grass could grow, gradually sprouted spiritual herbs. The broken dragon veins were reconnected, spiritual springs gushed from the ground, and the remaining malevolent forces were purified by the power of creation. The core earth vein beneath the sacred mountain, which had been teetering on the brink of collapse, was stabilized once again.

The mountains and rivers along the entire westward route gradually melted away, transforming into the inexhaustible source of the earth, merging with the western world.

Chang'an, the perilous passes, and the various cave dwellings no longer exist independently. All the imprints of the mountains and rivers have transformed into Dao patterns within the earth's veins, remaining forever deep within the western land.

The expression on the Bodhi Receiving One's face was complicated, but there was an undisguised joy in his eyes. Since the Dragon-Han Tribulation and the war between the Dao and the Demon, the Western Ancestral Vein had been severely damaged. The cracks in the earth's veins stretched for hundreds of millions of miles, the spiritual energy was depleted, and the earth's energy was decaying. The Heavenly Emperor had helped repair the earth's veins several times. In the end, because of the two of them, their master chose to leave them a glimmer of hope.

Over the years, they have not been without shame. They once vowed to prioritize the restoration of the West, but in the end, because of their own path, the West's recovery has been delayed by so many years.

Now that the West has been restored, they can finally be freed from their shackles!

As the great vows were eliminated, the Xuanhuang merits in the void condensed again, but much less than before, since those merits were originally intended to repair the western earth veins.

However, in order to seize this opportunity from Buddhism, the Three Pure Ones added a world to it, making the origin of the Western Continent even more profound.

Because of this incident, the fortune of the Western Continent will be divided among the Three Pure Ones, with 50% going to them. If Duobao hadn't offered up the fortune of Buddhism as a catalyst, the Three Pure Ones would probably have received 70%!

As the merit descended from the void, Bodhi slowly closed his eyes. His cultivation, which had not improved for several eons, began to break through, and the primordial world began to change.