Taishang Laozu Calls My Name, Fortune or Misfortune Unknown

Taishang Laozu stood before Li Wuyang, his figure slender, his face ancient and simple, his eyes calm and waveless, like a bottomless ancient well. There was no aura emanating from him, yet Li Wuyang felt a pressure deeper and more vast than what he felt when facing Demon Ancestor Luohu.

This was not oppression by power, but the natural deterrence brought about by the absolute gap in life level and Dao realm.

"Jun... Junior Li Wuyang, greet... greetings, Senior Laozu!" Li Wuyang's tongue was tied with nervousness, and he quickly bowed. His heart was in turmoil. How could this big shot notice him, a nobody hiding in the corner? Had he been discovered dozing off during the sermon? Or had his Primordial Father's identity been exposed?

Laozu nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Li Wuyang, as if he could see through him completely, yet there was no malice in his eyes, only a faint trace of inquiry.

"Young friend, your roots are extraordinary, and your fortune is deep," Laozu said slowly, his voice peaceful and straight to the heart. "Listening to the sermon just now, young friend seemed to have unique insights. Though not orthodox, they secretly align with the principles of nature. Interesting."

Li Wuyang's heart trembled. Amazing! he thought. My peculiar way of listening to the sermon, 'feeling the rhythm,' actually didn't escape this big shot's dharma eye! He quickly said humbly, "Senior is too kind. I am dull-witted. The Dao Ancestor's sermon was profound and unfathomable. I... I didn't actually understand much, I was just feeling things randomly."

A faint, fleeting curve appeared at the corner of Laozu's mouth. "The Dao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Dao. Insights have no high or low, only what resonates with oneself is destiny. Young friend, you possess extraordinary gifts, and your future is limitless."

Li Wuyang was completely lost, but he felt like the other person was praising him? He cautiously asked, "May I ask, Senior, why have you summoned this junior? Do you have any instructions?"

Laozu's gaze swept over Li Wuyang's chest (where the bronze compass and mysterious token were kept), then at the inconspicuous Void-Concealing Pouch on his finger. He said lightly, "Nothing else. I merely saw that young friend looked quite familiar, and wished to forge a good connection. The Primordial World is about to face turmoil. Young friend, take care of yourself."

After speaking, Laozu flicked his sleeve, and a jade-like pill silently appeared in Li Wuyang's hand. The pill was purple-gold, the size of a dragon's eye, with nine natural cloud patterns on its surface, emitting a refreshing fragrance that invigorated the senses.

"This is the 'Nine-Revolutions Purple-Gold Pill,' which has miraculous effects in stabilizing one's foundation, healing injuries, and prolonging life. I gift it to young friend, perhaps it will be useful someday." After speaking, Laozu said no more, turned, and took a step, disappearing into the clouds as if he had never appeared.

Li Wuyang held the legendary top-tier divine pill, completely stunned.

Taishang Laozu... specifically called me over... just to praise me a couple of times, and then gave me a Nine-Revolutions Purple-Gold Pill?!

What is going on?! This is even more outrageous than pie falling from the sky!

He carefully recalled every word Laozu had said: "possess extraordinary gifts," "forge a good connection," "the Primordial World is about to face turmoil," "take care of yourself"..." These words sounded peaceful, but upon closer thought, they seemed to contain deep meaning.

Did he see through my Primordial Dao Child roots? Is this pill an investment? Or... a warning? Li Wuyang's mind was a chaotic mess. But no matter what, the value of a Nine-Revolutions Purple-Gold Pill was immeasurable. This was a life-saving trump card!

He quickly and carefully stored the pill in the deepest part of the Void-Concealing Pouch, his feelings towards Laozu extremely complex. This future sage was indeed unfathomable.

This minor interlude, though brief, was noticed by some powerful beings who had not yet departed. The way they looked at Li Wuyang instantly changed. To be singled out and gifted a pill by Taishang Laozu, this kid was definitely not simple!

Soon, another figure walked over. This time, it was a middle-aged emperor wearing imperial robes, with a majestic bearing, surrounded by the aura of True Sun Fire – Eastern Emperor Taiyi!

Taiyi's gaze was sharp as a sword as he scrutinized Li Wuyang, his tone carrying an undeniable authority. "Boy, why did Laozu gift you a pill? What are your origins?"

Li Wuyang's scalp tingled. He had just sent away one divine being, and now another, even more overbearing one, had arrived! He braced himself and once again used his universal answer: "Rep... Replying to Senior Eastern Emperor, junior... junior doesn't know either! Senior Laozu just said he found me pleasing to the eye... Junior Li Wuyang is just an ordinary rogue cultivator..."

"Rogue cultivator?" Taiyi snorted coldly, clearly not believing him. "How can someone who can enter Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao be an ordinary rogue cultivator? The aura on you is strange, not immortal, not demonic, not witch-like, but it has some connection to that chaos... Speak! Are you related to Demon Ancestor Luohu?!"

A powerful pressure descended, making Li Wuyang gasp for breath.