Primordial Era: I, the Lamp Burner, intercept the Western opportunity at the outset.

Burning Lamp also sensed the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler emitting a response, which he suspected was caused by the Xuanhuang Pagoda, a treasure of acquired merit on the Supreme Being's body.

"This humble Daoist, Taishang/Yuanshi, greets fellow Daoists." The two greeted Randeng, while Tongtian transmitted his voice to the two, telling them how he met Randeng.

"My younger brother is unruly and has caused you trouble, fellow Daoist."

Yuanshi knew that Randeng had taken on the karma of the Dragon Clan for Tongtian, and that Tongtian had caused trouble again.

"This humble Daoist, Randeng, greets you both. There is no trouble at all; Fellow Daoist Tongtian's Dao heart is pure, which I also admire."

Ran Deng naturally returned the courtesy, and the two became friends and mentors to each other along the way, chatting quite congenially.

When Yuanshi heard Randeng praise Tongtian, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. Although he disliked it, he was still very happy to hear outsiders praising his third brother.

He silently upgraded Ran Deng's evaluation from Fellow Daoist to Quasi-Friendly Daoist.

"Second brother, you don't know, Fellow Daoist Ran Deng is also skilled in weapon crafting. I have seen the mid-grade acquired spiritual treasures he crafted, and they are truly extraordinary."

Ran Deng silently rubbed his forehead, feeling that Tongtian was showing off.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist is also skilled in weapon crafting? And can even craft mid-grade acquired spiritual treasures? Haha, then we must exchange ideas more often."

Upon hearing the word "refining," Yuanshi seemed to have triggered some key phrase, and he began to talk incessantly with Randeng.

Well, as expected of the two brothers, they truly understand the Primordial Beginning.

Randeng briefly recounted the weapon-refining techniques he had learned when he advanced from the Qiankun Ruler, to everyone's surprise, Yuanshi was greatly astonished upon hearing it.

"Fellow Daoist is indeed deeply immersed in the art of weapon crafting. This method of weapon crafting is simple yet profound, directly pointing to the essence of weapon crafting. It cannot be comprehended by anyone who is not focused on this path. I have only just reached this level myself, and I did not expect that you have already surpassed me."

Yuanshi silently removed the word "quasi" from the quasi-friendship realm in his heart. Fellow Daoist Randeng, you are destined to be with him!

Tai Shang was also secretly surprised. He knew that although his second and third brothers had different personalities, they were both extremely proud. To gain their approval, one needed to have the right temperament, cultivation level, and ability.

At the enthusiastic invitation of the three, Randeng took a seat next to the Three Pure Ones.

Only then did Randeng have time to continue looking around. Sitting opposite him were two innate saints, a man and a woman.

The woman's skin was as white as jade, radiating a faint glow of nature, her eyes gentle yet compassionate; the man's face was handsome and dignified, his features sharp yet not fierce, his gaze deep, as if containing endless wisdom.

It must be Nuwa and Fuxi.

Randeng and Fuxi smiled and nodded to each other, as if to say hello.

Looking at the limited number of seats, Ran Deng understood that this Ginseng Fruit Gathering was only a small gathering of innate deities.

After all, according to Tongtian, this ginseng fruit tree takes 30,000 years to flower, 30,000 years to bear fruit, and 30,000 years to mature. It only produces 36 fruits in nearly a Yuanhui, so it is naturally extremely precious. Zhen Yuanzi would not bring out all the ginseng fruits to entertain guests.

Then two more innate deities, whom I had never heard of before, arrived: one was called Ice Soul Daoist, and the other was called Mountain Suppressor Daoist.

Just as Ran Deng thought the ginseng fruit was about to begin, a laugh came from the horizon.

"You damn Zhen Yuanzi, why didn't you remind me sooner? I almost missed out on your ginseng fruit."

The newcomer wore a red robe, exuded an ethereal aura, and had wild hair and beard, resembling a madman rather than a Taoist practitioner.

Zhen Yuanzi wasn't angry at all. Instead, he laughed and scolded, "Hongyun, you fool, my ginseng fruit tree can't grow legs and run away. Don't you know when it will ripen?"

Hongyun didn't need Zhen Yuanzi to open the great formation; he simply made the hand seals himself and entered with practiced ease.

Just as Zhen Yuanzi was preparing to close the mountain-protecting formation and officially begin the Ginseng Fruit Gathering, another unexpected event occurred.

"Wait a minute, fellow Daoists, how could such a grand gathering be complete without us brothers?"

A flash of golden light appeared in the sky, and two figures appeared outside the great formation. One was dressed in a golden crow Taoist robe, and his demeanor exuded imperial majesty; the other had a Chaos Bell on his head, and his every move was extremely domineering.

Following closely behind were more than a dozen figures exuding the aura of Taiyi.

"The Golden Crow Transforms into a Rainbow; it's those two brothers from the Sun Star. What are they doing here?"

Tongtian, standing beside Randeng, spoke up, his face showing some displeasure.

"Have you two crossed paths before?"

Burning the lamp, he asked Tongtian.

"No, it's just that after the two brothers were born, they wandered around the prehistoric world, trying to win over some innate races and establish a new race called the Demon Race. Some innate races could not stand their coercion and migrated to Kunlun Mountain for protection."

Tongtian patiently explained to Randeng, who then understood that Dijun and Taiyi were already preparing to establish the demon race at this time.

Zhen Yuanzi went out to explain to Di Jun and Tai Yi that he had not prepared any extra ginseng fruit to entertain them this time.

To everyone's surprise, Taiyi completely ignored Zhenyuanzi's words, and simply waved his hand and snorted coldly.

"Ten thousand years ago, my brother and I invited you to join our demon race, but you refused. Now that we've come to this banquet, you won't even let us in. I think you're deliberately looking down on us, fellow Daoist."

Seeing his friend being harassed, Hongyun was about to help when Dijun and Taiyi in the sky simultaneously unleashed their oppressive aura.

"They're all at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm!"

At the end of the table, Daoist Bingpo exclaimed in surprise. He and Daoist Zhenyue were only at the mid-stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation. Apart from the Three Pure Ones, the highest cultivation level among those present was only at the late-stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

After all, these innate deities have only been born for a few eons, and comprehending the laws often takes tens of thousands of years. Those with good foundations can transform into human form at the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and at this moment they are faintly touching the threshold of the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

At this time, both Di Jun and Tai Yi broke through to the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, which is naturally the top level. Moreover, Tai Yi also has the innate treasure Chaos Bell in his hand, which is enough to fight against Daluo.

"The rest of you need not worry, this matter has nothing to do with you, but anyone who interferes will have to wait for my demon race to settle accounts with you."

Di Jun told the others not to act rashly. In this ancient eastern wilderness, who didn't know that Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun had friends everywhere? If the two of them joined the demon race, it would be much easier to recruit others.

Zhen Yuanzi's face was gloomy. He had organized this Ginseng Fruit Gathering with the intention of using the momentum to resist Di Jun and Tai Yi, but he did not expect that Tai Yi and Di Jun would both break through.

He turned his gaze to the Three Pure Ones, for only they could contend with him at this moment. Just as he was about to ask them to help, Randeng preemptively sent a telepathic message to Zhen Yuanzi.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, I can help you drive away this Di Jun Taiyi, but I hope you can grant me a request afterward."

Just as Randeng was wondering how to ask Zhenyuanzi to borrow the Earth Book, Dijun and Taiyi delivered themselves to his doorstep.

Is a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal really that strong? I'm already a Daluo; are innate treasures really that powerful? I have an acquired merit treasure that's just as good.

Zhen Yuanzi was moved by these words, but still considered Randeng's situation.

"I am very grateful that you are willing to help me. After this matter, whatever you ask for, I, Zhen Yuanzi, will definitely help you in any way I can."

Zhen Yuanzi was very grateful that Randeng was willing to offer his help, but then he changed the subject and still didn't think that Randeng could defeat the group.

"Fellow Daoist, these two are highly skilled, numerous, and possess spiritual treasures. You are probably no match for them. You should ask the Three Pure Ones to make a move."

Taishang noticed the telepathic communication between Randeng and Zhenyuanzi, and restrained Tongtian, who was about to make a move.

"Don't be impatient. With you, Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, taking action, Di Jun and Tai Yi are nothing to fear."

Tongtian fell silent upon hearing this.

"It's alright, fellow Daoist, just watch closely!"

As Ran Deng replied, in the next instant, he no longer retained the aura of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. The Five Qi Converged to the Origin, the Three Flowers Gathered at the Top, and the Dao Fruit of Nirvana, carrying endless pressure, sealed off the entire world of Longevity Mountain.

"A Great Luo? There's already a Primordial Saint who has condensed the Great Luo Dao Fruit? Why haven't I heard of this person before?"

The Taoist priest Zhenyue couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Apart from Taishang and Tongtian, all the innate deities inside the cave looked at each other in disbelief, seeing a hint of shock in each other's eyes.