The Three Pure Ones Secretly Read My Diary, Each of Them Collapsing!

Today, Master taught me the Supreme Clarity Mystic Art. Master is truly excellent, though it is a pity he is far too detached and inactive.

In the future, the Three Pure Ones will turn against each other and become enemies. If only Master had stepped in to manage things earlier; after all, as the eldest of the Three Pure Ones, his bloodline pressure is still formidable.

Laozi stared at the two short lines of text before him, his brows already furrowed into the shape of the character "chuan."

"To address this Daoist as Master, it can only be either Xuandu or Li Yuan. Such flippant language must certainly be from Li Yuan."

"But... the Three Pure Ones turning against each other, and this Daoist bearing a significant share of the responsibility?"

Laozi chuckled and shook his head.

The Three Pure Ones share the same origin; they are brothers among brothers.

For them to turn against each other? Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Why not just say that Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the great power who spread the Dao across the Primordial World, is actually a villain?

Laozi had not paid much attention at first, but suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He recalled the scene earlier where Li Yuan awakened the Pangu Physique, his cultivation realm soaring to the early stage of the Celestial Immortal.

His gaze returned to the diary in his hand, and he murmured.

"Could it be... that Great God Pangu has chosen Li Yuan, and this is some kind of warning from Great God Pangu?"

The background of the Innate Human Race could be called extraordinary in the Primordial World.

But compared to the Pangu Physique, it was truly insignificant.

In the past, while Li Yuan's behavior and speech were flippant, he was also sincere and would never speak of things without foundation.

Laozi's heart suddenly tightened.

"Could it be that the Three Pure Ones, who are one with me, will truly..."

Thinking of this, he could not help but become overly suspicious.

Inside the Jade Void Palace, the sound of Yuanshi's scornful laughter echoed.

"Nonsense, it is utter nonsense! For me to turn against my eldest brother and third brother? A joke!"

"What kind of audacious person wrote such empty talk? It is truly hateful!"

Dong—!!!

Suddenly, the sound of a bell rang out, pulling Yuanshi's thoughts back.

That was the entrance trial he had set for the Chan Sect; whenever a cultivator passed, the bell would ring.

Yuanshi casually put away the diary and let out a cold snort.

I shall see what other earth-shattering nonsense this fellow can write in the future.

The top priority right now is to see who has come to join my Chan Sect.

The Chan Sect had just been established, and twelve spots for personal disciples had been set.

As a Saint's orthodoxy, it naturally attracted many cultivators who came flocking in droves.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Just as Yuanshi stood up, the bells began to ring incessantly.

A look of joy instantly appeared on his face, the diary's heaven-defying remarks already cast to the back of his mind.

"It seems there are quite a few immortals with great fortune who can enter my Chan Sect."

Inside the Jade Azure Palace, Tongtian tossed the diary onto the floor.

"This is definitely the Demon Ancestor Rahu refusing to give up, sending this to disturb my Dao heart!"

"How dare he say such things—that my eldest brother, second brother, and I would turn against each other!"

"It is nothing more than a slight disagreement in doctrine between my second brother and me; that hardly amounts to becoming enemies!"

After saying this, Tongtian fell silent for a moment. He then picked up the diary, tucked it into his robes, and looked around before coughing twice.

"This Daoist has not been bewitched by you. This Daoist simply does not want these heaven-defying remarks to influence my eldest and second brothers."

"Yes... that is exactly it!"

Time holds no meaning in cultivation; a thousand years passed in the Primordial World!

While consolidating his realm and improving his cultivation in his cave abode, Li Yuan did not forget to keep writing in his diary.

However, for the entire thousand years, the rewards provided by the Diary System had been common items found everywhere in the Primordial World.

It was not until Li Yuan reached the one-thousand-year mark that he uploaded his diary.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for persisting in writing the diary for a thousand years. You have received a system critical reward!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for receiving the system reward: Source of the Fire Law!]

Li Yuan's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly circulated his cultivation technique to refine the Source of the Fire Law.

Although the foundation of his Pangu Physique was top-tier to the extreme.

The difficulty of cultivating this is beyond what any ordinary God or Devil could compare to.

Refining the origin of three thousand Great Dao laws is likely as difficult as Pangu's Creation.

He never expected the Diary System to be capable of triggering a critical hit for such a reward.

While Li Yuan was overjoyed, he didn't forget to complain.

"You, a Diary System, can actually be self-sufficient, you little glutton."

As soon as the words fell, a wisp of Chaos flame suddenly rose from Li Yuan's palm, and the temperature of the entire cave dwelling soared instantly!

"Boom!"

The clouds above the peak of Kunlun Mountain suddenly ignited, transforming into a ninety-thousand-li Fire Phoenix circling the sky!

Fortunately, the formation previously set up by Laozi was there to shield it from prying eyes.

Li Yuan's magical power surged throughout his body, condensing a Pangu Phantom, and he abruptly grabbed the Fire Phoenix in his hand!

He condensed a Heaven and Earth Furnace before him to refine the Fire Phoenix!

Endless Chaos True Fire disintegrated and merged into Li Yuan's body!

At the same time, the aura radiating from him increased once more!

The bottleneck was pierced through like thin paper, and he broke through to the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm!

Li Yuan circulated his internal energy with all his might, absorbing the origin power of the Law of Fire!

Inside the Eight Scenery Palace, Laozi held the diary, rubbed his temples helplessly, and gazed toward the direction of Li Yuan's cave dwelling, whispering softly.

"What on earth is this wicked disciple up to again?"

His gaze then shifted back to the diary, skimming over most of the content, which was devoid of any substance.

However, it still contained quite a bit of information worth Laozi's attention.

[I heard the bell ring today. It seems a disciple from the Chan Sect has arrived. Great, now I have a junior fellow apprentice too.]

[It's a pity that the Chan Sect disciples are arrogant, and Second Martial Uncle also dislikes those with fur and horns, or those born from wet eggs. Although his twelve personal disciples are said to be Immortals of Great Fortune, there are actually four traitors among them.]

[The aura from the Jie Sect is truly numerous. Third Martial Uncle is a very good and righteous person, but it's a pity he is a hotheaded fool; otherwise, the Jie Sect wouldn't have been destroyed.]

Laozi's eyes narrowed slightly. Even as he read the contents of the diary, he couldn't help but gasp.

"This wicked disciple really dares to write anything. But how does he know that Second Brother dislikes birds and beasts?"

The fact that Yuanshi disliked those born from wet eggs was only something whispered among the top-tier mighty figures.

It is estimated that only the three thousand guests of the Purple Cloud Palace from back then might still remember.

"The third one is a hothead... Heh, that description is actually quite accurate."

Inside the Jade Void Palace, Yuanshi raised his head to glance at his twelve personally-taught disciples sitting upright, then looked back at the contents of the diary.

His expression turned livid, his fists clenched tightly in secret, and he thought to himself.

"How does this person know my preferences? Calling me Martial Uncle—could it be one of my younger brother's or eldest brother's disciples? Which one is it?!"

"There are four traitors among the twelve disciples of the Chan Sect? Impossible! My judgment is not as poor as my third brother's!"

"Is my third brother a hothead? Now that actually hits the nail on the head!"

Guangchengzi's expression was somewhat strange, and he thought to himself.

"Weren't we supposed to be listening to a sermon? Why does Master look so terrible?"

Inside the Jade Azure Palace, only Tongtian was present. He suddenly summoned the Four Swords of Immortal Execution, and a terrifying pressure surged forth, causing the disciples of the Jie Sect to reveal expressions of fear.

Duobao looked up toward the Jade Azure Palace and murmured.

"Who could have provoked Master?"

Tongtian stared at the diary, his eyes splitting with rage, and he let out a furious roar.

"I am a hothead?"

"Bullshit!"

"If you have the guts, come into my Immortal Execution Sword Formation and say that again word for word!"