Divine Names: Xiang Dong and Taichu

"My name is Yangmei. I have come to see my young friend Xiang Dong."

The visitor was Yang Mei Daoist, the Dao Lord of the Space Great Dao.

Yangmei was the one who had taught Xiang Dong the Space Great Dao. Although Xiang Dong was not his final disciple, he was still a true heir of the proper lineage. When Xiang Dong's origin had been supercharged across space by the Sun Star's origin, rapidly filling up and awakening, Yangmei had sensed it and set out from his cultivation ground.

Yangmei was quite courteous. He had even knocked and waited outside the door.

"Oh, Yangmei. How did this guy find his way here?"

Xiang Dong was a little puzzled. How had Yangmei pinpointed his location? Besides, this was the Buzhou Mountain region. Weren't the Chaos Demon Gods averse to coming here?

Seeing Fuxi acting as though he were facing a formidable enemy, Xiang Dong reassured him and told him to relax.

"No need to be so nervous. If he really wanted to force his way in, the formation around your cultivation ground wouldn't be able to stop him. Announcing himself like this is already giving you plenty of face. Hurry and open the door. I'm afraid that old fellow doesn't have much patience, and he'll smash it down in a moment."

Fuxi: (⊙o⊙)...

You're really good at reassuring people. Don't do it again.

A corner of the cultivation ground's formation was lifted. Nuwa and Fuxi, who had never had any dealings with Yang Mei Daoist before, thus met him for the first time through an unexpected twist of fate, all because of Xiang Dong.

Yangmei might have looked perfectly ordinary, but the presence around him was restrained to the utmost. Even so, Nuwa and Fuxi could not see through him, for before Yangmei had spoken, they had not sensed anyone outside their cultivation ground at all.

Even now, face-to-face with him, they could not discern his realm or strength in the slightest. That alone was enough to make the situation clear.

"My young friend, it has been a long time."

Yangmei's gaze passed over the nervous Fuxi and his sister and settled on Xiang Dong's sunflower true form. The faintest hint of a smile played on his face.

Had Xiang Dong not been here, he truly would not have needed to stand on ceremony with two mere ants who had yet to reach the Great Unity Golden Immortal realm.

"Hey, Brother Yang, it really has been a long time. Thanks for your help last time."

Xiang Dong's flower head swayed even more merrily, and he pulled over a clone and produced a batch of sunflower seeds on the spot.

"Come on, have some seeds. Let's have a chat."

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, prepare some spirit fruits or something too. Give this senior a proper welcome. There'll be plenty of benefits in it."

"All right, I'll go at once."

Anyone who came to their door was a guest, all the more so when the visitor's realm was unfathomable. He indeed deserved to be treated with courtesy, so Nuwa immediately picked the finest spirit fruits to serve him.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Yangmei offered his thanks and took one for a taste. Spirit fruits like these were of no use to him anymore; he was only trying something different.

Xiang Dong took one too, then said to Yangmei, "You came visiting empty-handed? Do you still have any of the tea you gave me last time? Bring out a couple of pounds for us to drink."

Yangmei was taken aback. Wasn't it perfectly normal for someone of his standing to visit empty-handed?

But with Xiang Dong putting it that way, he found it a little hard to save face. Still, asking for two pounds was going too far. That was Enlightenment Tea! Did Xiang Dong think it was cabbage growing in a field, with pounds of it lying around for the taking?

"My young friend, I don't have much Enlightenment Tea myself. I can't give you two pounds."

Yangmei shook his head and produced four teacups and four Enlightenment Tea leaves with a wave of his hand. Before the tea had even been steeped, the Dao patterns on the leaves had already moved Nuwa and Fuxi deeply.

Enlightenment Tea was a treasure. They had only heard of it before, and today they finally had the chance to see it.

"Senior, this is too precious!"

It was naturally a fine gift, but accepting it felt a little like holding a hot potato, so they could only bear the pain and refuse.

Yangmei waved a hand. Since he had already brought it out, there was naturally no reason to take it back.

"Our meeting is fate, and besides, Enlightenment Tea is no longer of much use to me."

"Then why don't you give me all the stock you have?"

Xiang Dong showed no restraint at all. He even asked for a mile after being given an inch, making Yangmei bristle with anger and glare at him.

"This is all I have. Do you want it or not?"

"All right, then. Wait a moment. Good tea deserves good water. You provide the leaves, and I'll provide the water."

Xiang Dong took out a jade bottle and used Three Lights Divine Water to brew the tea. Once again, his extravagance left Yangmei staring.

What kind of household used Three Lights Divine Water to brew tea? And even if he used Three Lights Divine Water, it wouldn't significantly improve the effects of the Enlightenment Tea.

A waste—even a wanton squandering of heaven's gifts!!!

Still, it belonged to Xiang Dong, so he could use it however he pleased. As it happened, Yangmei also wanted to taste Enlightenment Tea brewed with Three Lights Divine Water.

"My young friend, are you planning to drink your tea like this?"

"Oh, wait a moment!"

He had not taken human form since waking up. If Yangmei had not reminded him, Xiang Dong would have almost forgotten it was even a possibility.

Taking form, appearing in the guise of an Innate Dao Body—the moment the thought arose, the sunflower naturally began to change.

When the golden light faded, a young man in a long golden robe stood in its place, his face handsome and refined.

His bone structure was well-defined, his complexion clear, and his eyes deep and bright, like twinkling stars. A sun mark adorned the center of his forehead.

This time, he had truly taken human form.

It should have been something to celebrate, but as Xiang Dong looked at his hands, his heart skipped a beat. He turned toward Buzhou Mountain.

Others might not know his situation, but he knew his own affairs.

He was an Innate Divine Being born from the union of an innate sunflower and the First Light of Creation it had absorbed. The combined traits of the two meant he could be reborn as long as there was light, making him nearly impossible to kill or destroy.

He did not like that trait, so for a long time, he had been trying to separate the First Light of Creation from himself, in an attempt to make himself easier to kill.

When he had taken form before, it had always been primarily in the form of light, turning him into a little man of light.

But now, the sunflower had taken form directly, while the light portion was with his alt account in the blood pool of Pangu Hall.

Xiang Dong could feel that the alt account in Pangu Hall was still being nurtured inside the cocoon of flesh, and that, in its present state, it had already developed an entirely new Primordial Spirit.

A strong connection existed between the two Primordial Spirits. They shared memories and abilities, but their names were different. This had to do with each Innate Divine Being having a divine name of its own.

Xiang Dong was in fact his divine name, a homophone for "facing east," which suited the nature of a sunflower perfectly.

His alt account in Pangu Hall, meanwhile, had the divine name Taichu. What was more, the name had been bestowed upon him personally by Pangu, that old father of his.

Taichu. Luckily, the chu wasn't the one meaning "thick," or there would have been a huge misunderstanding.

What left Xiang Dong even more speechless was that, besides the two Principles of light and creation, the alt account's Primordial Spirit also had an additional ring of Principle imprints, twelve in all.

The discovery made everything go black before Xiang Dong's eyes, and he nearly fainted on the spot.

What the hell? What had happened while he was asleep?