Hongjun Becomes a Saint

"You insignificant pests, how dare you ambush this seat!"

Chu Feng briefly regained consciousness and cast a silent spell, sending it into both himself and Ao Ling.

"Insignificant pests? If I were to reveal myself, you wouldn't be my match."

The Succubus in the shadows chuckled, a playful glint in its eyes, and cast another spell to bewilder Chu Feng and Ao Ling.

"Not good!"

Chu Feng's heart leaped. He sat down cross-legged, doing his best to calm his mind.

The moment he sat down, Hongjun's voice echoed in his mind.

"Worry not, the one scheming against you harbors no ill intent. Consider it a test. If you cannot endure, my plan for dual cultivation upon achieving Dao will be abandoned."

The moment the Succubus arrived in the Primordial World, it was detected by the Heavenly Dao, which then informed Hongjun.

Luohu had miscalculated. She believed that with the foundation of a Chaos Demon God, she could use her methods to shield herself from heavenly secrets.

Little did she know that the Heavenly Dao's power far surpassed hers. Having just attained the level of Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and without a Chaos Supreme Treasure, how could she possibly deceive the Heavenly Dao with mere tricks?

Upon learning of this, Hongjun did not act immediately. In her view, the Succubus, though in the late stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, was no different from an ant.

Hongjun did not kill the Succubus because she wanted to see what mischief it would cause. To her surprise, the Succubus was heading for Chu Feng.

Hongjun blinked, then covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "This lecher, I never thought this day would come."

Luohu was violent, bloodthirsty, cunning, and vengeful. Hongjun was no less so, her schemes boundless.

Her purpose in transmitting the message was also to teach him a lesson. Of course, Chu Feng was unaware of this.

Although Chu Feng tried his utmost to resist, Ao Ling could not. Her eyes were hazy with desire, gazing at Chu Feng with deep affection.

Dragons were inherently lustful. Although this Primordial World was entirely populated by women, the dragon's nature had not been fully ignited.

However, after Chu Feng's arrival, things changed. The Extreme Yang Power within him caused female beings to develop an unconscious fondness for him.

Under the Succubus's manipulation, Ao Ling's true nature was awakened. She hooked her arms around Chu Feng's neck and pressed herself against him.

Feeling the soft, white flesh, Chu Feng's heart leaped. The lust he had just suppressed began to surge, shooting straight to his head, almost making him lose his mind.

"If you cannot endure, my plan for dual cultivation upon achieving Dao will be abandoned."

Hongjun's words echoed in Chu Feng's mind. Thinking of this, Chu Feng's reason triumphed over desire.

"Primordial Three Thousand Dao Laws, third divine ability, Mysterious Ice Breaks Through the Void!"

Chu Feng immediately formed a hand seal. Suddenly, a chill rose around them, encasing both him and Ao Ling in ice. Simultaneously, the chill swept outwards.

"Such terrifying ice law!"

The Succubus's face paled in fright, and it retreated repeatedly.

"The objective has been achieved. Leave now, or die!"

Hongjun's voice sounded in the Succubus's mind. Startled, the Succubus gritted its silver teeth and vanished in a flash.

After an unknown period, Chu Feng felt everything return to normal. He broke free from the ice and shattered the ice crystals on Ao Ling.

"Brother Chu, what happened to me?"

Chu Feng chuckled wryly and explained what had just transpired.

Ao Ling's pretty face flushed upon hearing this. She gazed at him tenderly and asked softly, "Brother Chu, can you lick my... um... dragon tail?"

Chu Feng's smile gradually froze.

"Ling'er, we can talk about this later. I have important matters to attend to now."

Ao Ling bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. "Brother Chu, when will you return?"

Chu Feng gently wiped away her tears. "Be good, Ling'er. I'll come see you again after I've finished my business."

Chu Feng glanced at the tearful Ao Ling, saying no more. Hongjun had already noticed him, and he chose the cautious path.

He dared not gamble on what would happen after Hongjun became a Saint. Though his heart was filled with reluctance, he had no choice but to cease his actions.

After bidding farewell to Ao Ling, Chu Feng transformed into a streak of light and headed straight for Hongjun's Dao Field.

His journey to the Dragon Clan was originally intended to observe their situation, but an unexpected event had occurred.

The moment Chu Feng stepped into the Dao Field, a familiar aura enveloped him.

Immediately, a graceful figure appeared before him – it was Hongjun.

Hongjun parted her rosy lips and asked softly, "You're back?"

Chu Feng nodded slightly. "Yes, I'm back."

"My opportunity to become a Saint has arrived. The Primordial World will soon be in turmoil. Stay here and cultivate diligently; do not venture out."

"Alright."

Chu Feng readily agreed. After the incident with the Succubus, he felt his own strength was still insufficient.

He had originally thought that after the retreat of the Three Clans, his cultivation as a Hunyuan Golden Immortal would be enough to protect himself in the Primordial World.

Who could have imagined encountering hidden powerful beings whom he couldn't even detect?

"Continue cultivating!" Chu Feng immediately returned to his residence and began to go into seclusion.

Seeing him flustered, Hongjun chuckled and also prepared to go into seclusion.

The Primordial World disregards years; ten thousand years of time is but a fleeting moment.

On this day, the entire Primordial World trembled violently. Purple energy surged from the east across the nine heavens, and golden lotuses bloomed from the earth, accompanied by unending celestial music.

An unparalleled pressure swept across heaven and earth. Hongjun had become a Saint!

Immediately after, a majestic and vast voice echoed through every corner of the Primordial World: "I am Hongjun. Having become a Saint today, ten thousand years from now, I will preach in the Purple Heaven Palace beyond the thirty-three heavens. Those fated may come and listen!"

In an instant, countless beings in the Primordial World, whether in seclusion in deep mountain caves or battling in perilous lands, simultaneously stopped their actions and looked up at the sky.

Above the firmament, purple energy surged, auspicious clouds gathered, golden lotuses carpeted the ground, and celestial music lingered endlessly.

The voice faded, but the Saint's pressure lingered for a long time. The entire Primordial World instantly erupted.

"Saint? What kind of realm is that? To possess such terrifying pressure!"

A great demon, who had just taken human form, was utterly horrified, its body trembling.

"We rogue cultivators struggle in our cultivation, with no one to guide us, and the Great Dao is difficult. Now that a Saint will preach, this is a tremendous opportunity! We must go and listen, no matter what!"

A Daoist, who had been cultivating diligently in the mountains for many years, had his eyes burst with fanatical light.

Countless similar conversations unfolded across the Primordial World. The emergence of a Saint was no less than a guiding lighthouse illuminating the dark night for these beings struggling on the path of seeking the Dao.

Volcano of Immortality.

Yuan Feng, adorned in a seven-colored robe, listened to the voice that resonated through heaven and earth and uttered a few words: "As expected, just as young friend Chu said, Hongjun will preach in the Purple Heaven Palace."

Qilin Cliff.

The First Qilin's body trembled violently. She looked in the direction of Yuan Feng, her heart in turmoil.

"It actually came true! Not a single detail was off!"

Before the great battle of the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, regarding the Ancestral Dragon and Yuan Feng's words...

The First Qilin had been half-believing, half-doubting. Ultimately, she heeded the advice and restrained her clan, which allowed the Qilin clan to preserve its vitality.

With Hongjun's Saintly decree, the First Qilin's last trace of doubt towards Yuan Feng vanished.

At the same time, Buzhou Mountain.

Nuwa and Fuxi stood side by side. Nuwa's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she sensed the Saint's pressure, lost in thought.

Fuxi, standing beside her, was full of shock and blurted out: "As expected! The development of events is exactly as fellow Daoist Chu said!"

Within Hongjun's Dao Field.

A thought from Hongjun appeared before Chu Feng, saying: "I have something important to discuss with you..."