Primordial World in Uproar! The Whole World Learns of the Barbecue Ad!

The "admission brochure" forged from the Chaos Star Core Iron was casually tossed aside by the Tongtian Jiaozhu, tearing apart the Sea of Clouds in Kunlun Mountain.

It transformed into a dark golden divine rainbow that pierced through heaven and earth, soaring upwards until it finally hung high above the fierce winds of the nine heavens.

This divine iron was originally the solidified essence and bone of a star after its extinction, and every inch of it bears the imprint of the Cosmic Birth and Death.

At this moment, the Tongtian Jiaozhu infused him with the supreme power of the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, and then used his own domineering and unparalleled sword intent to inscribe the words.

Its existence means it is no longer just a piece of iron.

It is a brand new, dark golden sun that outshines the brilliance of the Sun Star!

The light disregarded the distance of space and time, piercing through endless gales and clouds, illuminating every corner of the entire Primordial World.

Deep in the mountains and ancient marshes, those old monsters that had been dormant for countless eons, their bodies having become one with the mountains, were pierced by this light and opened their long-sealed eyes.

At the bottom of the East Sea, the sleeping dragon princes and grandsons saw a golden sun fall into the deep sea in their dreams.

Beneath the Northern Darkness Glacier, the giant Kun, pondering "Who am I?", was interrupted by the light and abruptly raised its head.

They, and all sentient beings in the Primordial World who had awakened their intelligence, saw it.

High above, that piece of dark golden divine iron was proclaiming an unbelievable thing to the entire world.

Within the radiant light, rows of large characters, with their dragon-like and phoenix-like strokes and sword-like energy soaring to the sky, twisted and breathed in the heavens like living beings.

Each stroke was like a sword mark that cleaved through Chaos, causing all the powerful beings who gazed upon it to feel a stinging pain in their primordial spirits.

"Kunlun Mountain Immortal Academy is now enrolling!"

These words were the largest and most arrogant, exuding an overbearing aura of "In the Three Realms and Six Paths, I alone am supreme; you all must hurry and come!"

But the next line of smaller text caused all the powerful beings' divine senses to freeze instantly.

"Food and lodging included! Master super handsome! Little apprentice is super cute!"

Meals and accommodation included?

How can the esteemed Pangu's True Lineage, the head of the Daoist sect, post a notice for accepting disciples that reads like a mortal's advertisement for porters?

Master is so handsome... If the Three Pure Ones said this, no one would dare to refute it, but to write it so bluntly, wouldn't they have no shame?

This little apprentice is super cute? What's this? When did Kunlun Mountain get an apprentice who needs to be described as "cute"? Does becoming an apprentice depend on first impressions?

If the first few sentences only seemed absurd and bizarre to them, then the last line dealt a devastating blow to their understanding built up over billions of years of cultivation.

"Those who perform exceptionally well will have the chance to receive a clay sculpture made by the apprentice himself!"

Mud.

One, mud.

At this moment, the noisy Primordial World fell into absolute silence for hundreds of breaths.

Countless powerful beings subconsciously performed hand seals to check whether they had gone astray in their cultivation and were seeing illusions.

They checked repeatedly, scanning with their divine senses.

That's right.

The admission brochure clearly and explicitly stated that it was for "mud"!

Using the remnant of a star as a billboard just to attract customers to a "mud giveaway"?

What exactly does the Kunlun Mountain want?

East Sea, Crystal Dragon Palace.

Several Dragon Clan elders were sighing and discussing how the Dragon Clan could survive between the witch and demon races, while gazing at a dim dragon pearl.

Suddenly, a blinding golden light pierced through the deep sea, illuminating the entire Crystal Palace in every detail.

"Who dares to disturb the peace of my East Sea!" A fiery-tempered Dragon Clan elder roared, unleashing his dragon might, and was about to rush out of the palace.

"Stop!"

The leading Dragon King Ao Guang, suddenly stopped him.

He raised his aged dragon head, his murky eyes piercing through the layers of seawater, staring intently at the words in the sky above.

As he read the contents word by word, the muscles on his wrinkled dragon face began to twitch uncontrollably.

"Food and lodging included... little apprentice... mud..."

Ao Guang muttered to himself, feeling that his pride in his wisdom was now somewhat inadequate.

"Father, what do these Three Pure Ones mean? Are they treating all the beings of our Primordial World like monkeys?" A young dragon prince asked, his face filled with humiliation and resentment.

"Shut up!" Ao Guang roared, his voice trembling slightly. "What do you know! That inscription is Chaos Star Core Iron!"

"Chaos Star Core Iron?!"

Upon hearing this, all the high-ranking Dragon Clan in the entire Dragon Palace froze instantly, as if they had been frozen in place.

That's a supreme divine material that only exists in the legends of the World Creation! Compared to this piece of iron, the most treasured possessions in their Dragon Clan's treasury are not even worth mentioning!

Kunlun Mountain... they actually used this to make a... recruitment billboard?

"And that 'little apprentice'..." Ao Guang's eyes became incredibly complex, a mixture of awe and fanaticism. "Have you all forgotten the news that came from the Zixiao Palace? That child who could sit on the Dao Ancestor's lap and listen to his lectures, and who made the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa vie to curry favor with him!"

The dragon princes instantly remembered that earth-shattering rumor, and their dragon bodies trembled violently, their faces drained of color.

"Father, you mean... that person in the advertisement?"

"Who else could it be but him!" Ao Guang took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a desperate light. "Kunlun Mountain isn't joking! They're showing off! They're demonstrating their wealth to the entire Primordial World, and even more so, showcasing their little disciple's unique status!"

"That... that mud?" a dragon girl asked timidly.

"That can't possibly be ordinary mud!" Ao Guang's voice suddenly rose, resolute and firm. "Something that can be solemnly presented as the final reward, backed by Chaos Star Core Iron... its value might even surpass that of Innate Spiritual Treasure!"

He paused, then uttered a hoarse guess that sent all the Dragon Clan into a frenzy.

"That might be... made from the legendary... Nine Heavens Breathing Soil!"

Boom!

A thunderclap seemed to explode in the minds of all the dragon's sons and grandsons, and their eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

"Father! Your son begs! I am willing to fight for the destiny of my Dragon Clan for another lifetime, and I swear to Kunlun Mountain!"

"Father! I'm going too! I'm determined to win that 'mud sculpted by my little apprentice's own hands' and ensure the future of my Dragon Clan!"

The Dragon Palace, which had been silent for countless years, was now in complete uproar.

The same scene played out in various parts of the Primordial World.

Wuzhuang Temple, under the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Hong Yun sat facing each other playing chess, Qingfeng blowing, creating an atmosphere full of Immortal Qi.

"Brother Zhenyuan, your chess style is getting worse and worse," Ancestor Hong Yun said with a chuckle as he placed a piece.

Just as Zhen Yuanzi was about to retort, the two of them simultaneously sensed something and looked up at the sky.

When the advertisement came into view, the sip of immortal tea that the Ancestor Hong Yun had just taken a sip of sprayed onto Zhen Yuanzi's dignified and otherworldly face with a "pfft".

"Cough cough cough... My goodness! Fellow Daoist Tongtian is really something else!" Ancestor Hong Yun laughed so hard he slapped his thigh, doubled over, "A cute little disciple? Giving mud? Hahahaha, who are these three brothers trying to make laugh to death so they can inherit his magic weapon!"

Zhen Yuanzi silently used his magic to evaporate the tea on his face, but there was no anger on his face, only a deep and unfathomable solemnity.

"Hong Yun, don't just laugh it off." His voice was deep. "Didn't you feel it? That billboard itself is a treasure powerful enough to suppress destiny. And the background of that 'little disciple' whom the Three Pure Ones went to such lengths to promote is probably beyond our imagination."

"Of course I know." Ancestor Hong Yun's smile faded, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes. "After we parted ways at the Zixiao Palace, I felt that little child was no ordinary person. Now it seems, he's more than just ordinary; he's practically an embodiment of the Great Dao, with an origin that's unfathomable."

He paused, then his eyes gleamed with intense interest. "Brother Zhenyuan, what do you say? Should we go and see this unprecedented spectacle?"

Zhen Yuanzi stroked his long beard, pondered for a moment, and slowly nodded.

"Of course I'll go."

"Such variables are something I would regret for the rest of my life if I didn't witness them with my own eyes."

Netherworld Sea of Blood, its waves surging to the heavens.

The Ancestor Minghe sat upright on the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, expressionlessly gazing at the "iron lump" high in the heavens.

"Popularity-seeking"

He forced out four words through clenched teeth, his voice icy.

But his gaze was fixed on the words "little apprentice".

The shock he felt at the scene of the little baby who dared to sleep drooling on the Sage's lap in the Zixiao Palace has not faded to this day.

"I'd like to see what you Kunlun Mountain are really up to."

A flash of blood-red light appeared in Minghe's eyes, and a divine thought instantly spread throughout the entire Blood Sea.

"Go, select one hundred of the most clever Asura Clan and have them infiltrate."

"I need to know the details of that little child's background, and the secret of that lump of mud!"