Dao Ancestor Explains the Quasi-Saint Path! The Cute Baby Only Wants Snacks!

The voice of Hongjun Daozu did not originate from his lips and teeth, but it quietly arose in the heart of every living being and in the veins of every inch of the void.

"The Path of Quasi-Saint can also be called the Path of Primordial Origin Golden Immortal."

"This path is the first step beyond the Great Luo; it is the gateway to transcending heaven and earth and glimpsing the beginning of primordial chaos."

"There are three methods to become Quasi-Saint."

"The first method is the Method of Severing the Three Corpses."

"Sever the three corpses of good, evil, and self, and entrust them to the Innate Spiritual Treasure. Once the three corpses are completely severed, the primordial spirit can be unified, and one can attain the Dao of Hunyuan."

"This method is the most orthodox, but also the most difficult. It cannot be obtained without great perseverance, wisdom, and good fortune."

As Hongjun spoke, his gaze, aligned with the Dao of Heaven, swept across the several Chaos Old Monsters sitting cross-legged atop the mountain.

Yang Mei, Yin Yang, and the others remained calm and composed. They were on this path and naturally knew that it was fraught with peril.

"Secondly, it is the method of achieving sainthood through merit."

"By performing great good Primordial World and establishing great teachings for all living beings, one will be favored by Heaven and bestow immeasurable merit. With this merit, one can ascend to Heaven in one step and achieve the status of Quasi-Saint, or even Sage."

"This method is the fastest, but also the most dangerous. The merit gained is from external forces, not from one's own foundation, making one easily entangled in cause and effect."

This time, Hongjun's gaze fell on Nuwa.

Nuwa's heart stirred slightly, and she nodded gently to the Dao Ancestor. She had a vague feeling that this path seemed to be secretly connected to her future direction.

Thirdly...

Hongjun's voice paused very slightly.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on Lin Shen, who was playing with his beard in his arms. In the depths of those eyes that reflected the Dao of Heaven, a certain emotion that even he himself was unaware of quietly stirred.

"Thirdly, it is the method of Prove Dao by Force."

"This method is the supreme path practiced by Pangu Father God! It requires no external aids, seeks no merit, but only cultivates oneself, using supreme power to shatter all shackles and forcefully prove the Primordial Chaos!"

"This method is the strongest!"

"It is also... the most unlikely path."

"Since the World Creation, only the Father God has followed this path, and through him, all things have been created. This path is now closed."

After the three methods were explained, the entire Kunlun Mountain, from the Three Pure Ones Nuwa and Nuwa to the millions of ants, fell into a deathly silence of contemplation.

The words of the Dao Ancestor are all pearls of wisdom.

It cleared away the fog that clouded their path and pointed out three glorious roads leading to the Higher Realm!

In an instant, the Sound of the Great Dao resounded endlessly atop Kunlun Mountain Peak, boundless rain of light fell from the sky, and ten-thousand-foot-long golden lotuses surged from the earth.

Countless Dao Runes condensed and spun in the air, transforming into golden lotus flowers, holy and compassionate, that slowly drifted down.

At the foot of the mountain, those beings who had sat in meditation for centuries were bathed in the divine pronouncements of the Great Dao Resonant Sound and the auspicious light of the golden lotus, their souls and Divine Soul intoxicated.

Those with exceptional comprehension immediately sensed something, their magical power surged, and the bottleneck that had plagued them for millennia shattered instantly!

Some with extraordinary backgrounds even glimpsed a wisp of the true meaning of the law belonging to them directly from the Sound of the Great Dao. They were so excited that tears streamed down their faces, and they repeatedly kowtowed towards the mountain peak, their foreheads touching the ground, their flesh and blood a mess, yet they were unaware of it.

The entire Kunlun Mountain were immersed in a sacred and solemn aura of enlightenment.

However, in this absolutely solemn atmosphere, a very discordant note rang out.

"Grandfather..."

Lin Shen tugged at Hongjun's sleeve, his small voice filled with grievance.

Hongjun snapped out of his profound sermon and looked down at the little one in his arms, his voice instantly softening into a gentle, spring-like tone. "What's wrong, Little Lin Shen?"

"Hungry..."

Lin Shen patted his flat little belly, his little mouth pouting so much it could hang an oil bottle.

"What you're saying... isn't nice," he complained in his childish voice. "It's not fun at all, and it's not as nice as Uncle Fuxi's star paintings."

"Lin Shen almost fell asleep listening to it."

Hongjun: "..."

He, the dignified Dao Ancestor, spoke of the supreme and wondrous method that directly points to the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, a tremendous opportunity that countless beings could not obtain even if they begged for it.

But when it came to my own precious child, it turned out... not even as good as a painting?

And you're even being rejected for hypnosis?

Hongjun's Sage's Heart, which was in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, twitched violently and uncontrollably.

He looked up at the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa atop the mountain, who were listening with rapt attention.

Looking down at the foot of the mountain, there were billions of living beings who practically strained their ears to the heavens, afraid of missing a single word.

Finally, his gaze fell back on the little glutton in his arms, who was staring at him expectantly, her eyes clearly saying, "Give me something to eat!"

A wave of helplessness, both laughable and exasperating, washed over Hongjun.

He finally came to terms with a reality.

There's no reasoning with this little guy.

What great path, what primordial chaos? In his eyes, nothing is as satisfying as a sizzling plate of teppanyaki, a sweet and soft Roasted Sweet Potato, or a new-flavored candy.

"Okay, okay, Grandpa's words were unpleasant." Hongjun immediately lowered his tone and skillfully began to coax the child.

"Then let's stop talking and start sending out good stuff, okay?"

"Good stuff?" Lin Shen's eyes lit up instantly, and he was instantly revitalized.

"What are you giving out? Are you giving out candy?"

"Even slightly more powerful than candy beans..." Hongjun smiled mysteriously.

He slowly stood up, his gaze sharp as lightning, piercing through the void as he swept over the vast and boundless seating area below.

Finally, his gaze locked onto six figures with unerring accuracy.

These were the lucky ones who, hundreds of years ago, used various means to seize the six futons at the very front of the Zixiao Palace.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor, the Qiankun Ancestor, the Ancestor Minghe, the Old Ancestor Kunpeng, and the Western Duo, Jieyin and Zhunti.

At this moment, these six were immersed in the wondrous sounds of the Great Dao, their primordial spirits surging, unable to extricate themselves.

Hongjun's voice, however, was like a thunderclap that World Creation, exploding in the primordial spirit seas of the six of them.

"Yin Yang and Qiankun, Minghe, Styx, Kunpeng, Jieyin, Zhunti."

"You six are destined for sainthood."

The six figures jolted violently, instantly being forcibly pulled out of their state of enlightenment!

They looked up, their faces initially blank, then filled with uncontrollable elation and excitement, their expressions almost contorted!

It's here!

It's finally here!

In the Zixiao Palace, the Dao Ancestor spoke the golden words, and the futon was used to seal the fate! They had waited countless eons, and finally the day had come to fulfill their promise!

Under the gaze of countless envious, jealous, and almost tangible flames, the six people suppressed their almost exploding Dao Heart. Their bodies were Jieyin by a gentle force and uncontrollably soared to the Kunlun Mountain Peak, landing in front of the Hongjun Daozu.

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"

The six of them bowed in unison, their voices trembling violently with extreme excitement.

The Qiankun Ancestor was so excited that his old face turned a deep purplish-red. He even felt that his newborn "Xuanhuang Son" was not as appealing as the opportunity for the Holy Throne that was about to be obtained!

Hongjun nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

He stretched out his hand and gently beckoned to the void.

Buzz--

The laws of heaven and earth seemed to weep and tremble at this moment.

Six purple, shimmering streams of light, seemingly containing all the mysteries of the Cosmic Birth and Death, were slowly drawn from nothingness and condensed into form.

Primordial Violet Qi!

The Foundation for Becoming a Saint!

As soon as these six streams of Primordial Violet Qi appeared, all beings above the level of Daluo Golden Immortal in the entire Kunlun Mountain and even the entire Primordial World felt their primordial spirits unleash the most primitive and instinctive roars and desires at this moment!

That is a yearning for a higher level of life! It is the ultimate temptation to transcend heaven and earth and be indestructible through countless eons!

At the foot of the mountain, the eyes of countless powerful beings instantly turned blood red.

Especially Di Jun and Tai Yi of the demon race, they stared intently at the six streams of purple energy that should have belonged to them, their faces contorted, veins bulging, fists clenched so tightly that their knuckles turned white, almost crushing space itself.

Why!

Why not them!

"Wow! It's a purple earthworm!"

At this moment when the atmosphere was extremely tense, everyone held their breath and stared intently, forgetting even to breathe.

A clear, childlike cry of surprise suddenly echoed across the mountaintop.

Lin Shen leaned on Hongjun's shoulder, pointing at the six slowly moving Primordial Violet Qi, his big, dark eyes filled with pure curiosity.

"Grandpa, is this purple earthworm edible too?"

He remembered that the "grape-flavored Popping Candy" from last time looked something like this.

Hongjun's lips twitched violently, almost uncontrollably.

The Foundation for Becoming a Saint, the root of the Great Dao, has become, in your case... an earthworm?

They even asked if it was delicious?

Hongjun decided to ignore his grandson's earth-shattering statement.

He looked at the six future Sage before him, who were so excited they were about to lose their Dao Heart, and was about to distribute the six streams of Primordial Violet Qi.

But just as he raised his hand, he paused again.

He glanced at the fervor in the eyes of the six men, then at the envy and jealousy of the millions of living beings at the foot of the mountain.

Finally, his gaze returned to Lin Shen, who was eagerly waiting for his answer to "Are earthworms tasty?" in his arms.

From the depths of Hongjun's heart, a sigh that seemed to stretch endlessly back to earth suddenly resounded.

That was the sigh of Pangu.

"Fine."

Hongjun murmured to himself.

"Some things just need to be said clearly."

He raised his head, meeting the six burning gazes that seemed to melt him, and slowly spoke.

The voice, however, carried an unprecedented solemnity and desolation.

(Sorry, everyone, I ran out of drafts, so this is a bit late. Also, please, please don't let the book sit unfinished; it'll starve a young author like me. And please, give me some gifts! Thank you, everyone!)