Sage's dojo? A laborer's ambition!

"Ouch... this is way more exciting than a roller coaster..."

Xuanwei felt his immortal qi origin being tossed around like clothes in a washing machine, or like being violently shaken by a grumpy giant hundreds of times. He was so dizzy he almost forgot his own name. The makeshift earthling body had been completely destroyed, turning him back into a simple, unadorned strand of... well, now it was immortal qi imbued with the essence of Wutu, feeling slightly dense.

The distortions of light and space gradually subsided. He wobbled and "stood firm" (if hovering counts as standing), struggling to focus his scattered thoughts as he began to survey the strange place that had "spat" him out.

The sight nearly made his eyeballs (or rather, his focal points of consciousness) pop out.

"I... I've fallen into some immortal's display home?"

What met his "gaze" wasn't the dark cavern or perilous wasteland he'd imagined, but an extremely ancient and magnificent great hall.

The hall had no visible ceiling, only endless chaotic energy flowing slowly, evolving into earth, water, fire, and wind, as if it were its own world. Supporting the hall were nine colossal pillars reaching into the sky, carved with lifelike scenes of all beings in the Primordial World paying homage. The dao charm was naturally formed, and immense pressure was hidden within. The ground was smooth as a mirror, reflecting the chaotic sky, making it feel as if one were walking among the stars.

The furnishings inside were simple, yet each item was extraordinary. In the center was a cushion emitting a faint, pleasant fragrance. It looked ordinary, but Xuanwei could feel that cultivating while sitting on it would yield twice the results with half the effort. Beside it was a small, purple-gold furnace, within which a pill-like aura seemed to swirl; a single whiff could invigorate one's spirit. Casually hung on the wall was a long sword in its scabbard. The scabbard was ancient, yet it exuded an unparalleled sharpness, as if capable of cutting through anything and capturing life itself!

The spiritual energy here... could no longer be called spiritual energy. It was more like the legendary Innate Dao Charm. With every breath (if he needed to breathe), the laws of the Great Dao seemed to beckon him kindly. He had previously thought that spiritual pond was top-tier, but compared to this place, it was like the difference between mountain spring water and nectar!

"I'm rich... I'm rich... Did I really hit the jackpot this time?!" Xuanwei was so excited his immortal qi body trembled slightly. He could feel his energy level, just over 15%, slowly but surely increasing automatically here, even without deliberate cultivation!

[Environment Scan Complete... Warning! Unable to Identify Specific Coordinates! Spatial Layer Far Exceeds Database Records!]
[Energy Concentration Analysis: Extremely High! Contains Innate Pure Qi and Primordial Chaos Qi! Suspected... Saint's Dojo?!]
[Detected High-Intensity, High-Authority Great Dao Laws Enveloping This Area, Partially Restricting System Detection Functions.]
[Extreme Danger! Recommend Host Maintain Highest Level of Concealment!]

The system's warning was more serious than ever, even carrying a trace of... imperceptible tremor?

Saint's Dojo?!

These four words exploded like four thunderclaps in the core of Xuanwei's consciousness!

In the Primordial World, beneath the Heavenly Dao, Saints were supreme! The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, plus Dao Ancestor Hongjun who had merged with the Heavenly Dao, there were only so many of them! Which great figure's home had he stumbled into?

Sect Master Tongtian's Biyou Palace? Laozi's Bajing Palace? Primordial Lord of Heaven's Yuxu Palace? Or...

His "gaze" involuntarily drifted back to the sheathed sword on the wall. That aura of capturing life, of sharp edge, felt so familiar? Combined with the system's earlier mention of "Kunlun Mountain" and the Three Pure Ones discussing the Dao...

A bold guess surfaced in his mind.

"No way... could this be... Supreme Pure Sect Master Tongtian's dojo?!" Xuanwei felt his immortal qi was about to scatter in fear. "How could a tiny shrimp like me have the fortune to end up in a Saint's lair?!"

He immediately activated [Deep Immortal Seclusion] to an unprecedented extreme, wishing he could turn himself into a speck of dust or a floor tile in the great hall. At the same time, he cursed the old demon in the black robe with all his might: "It's all that old geezer's fault! If he hadn't pushed me so hard, why would I have jumped into the spiritual pond, why would I have fallen into a great figure's home like this! It's over now, trespassing, and on a Saint's property, won't I be swatted like a fly?"

He "floated" through the great hall cautiously, inch by inch, not daring to touch anything, afraid of triggering some restriction. At the same time, he was frantically thinking of countermeasures.

"System, are there any ways to make me look... harmless? Or useful enough that the Saint wouldn't want to swat me?"

[Option 1: Complete disguise as unconscious spiritual mist. Success Rate: Low. Saint's eyes are like torches.]
[Option 2: Showcase innate immortal qi lineage and the uniqueness of Wutu origin, highlighting research or practical value. Risk: May be directly refined or have origin extracted.]
[Option 3: Attempt communication, express apology for accidental intrusion and innocence, and demonstrate potential "laborer" value. Risk: Improper communication may provoke Saint's wrath.]

"Laborer" value? Xuanwei blinked, then understood. Right! Saints also needed people (or qi?) to run errands, right? Serving tea, cleaning courtyards, organizing scriptures... He was a veteran corporate slave in his past life, skilled in these tasks!

Just as he was pondering whether to pretend to be an unfeeling wisp of mist or to bravely shout, "Does the great one need a hanger-on?"--

Buzz!

An indescribably grand thought, like a slumbering ancient divine dragon, quietly awakened and instantly enveloped the entire great hall!

There was no sound, no light, but Xuanwei felt the laws of the entire "world" become clear and obedient under this thought. Time, space, energy, matter... everything was under the dominion of this thought.

He felt as if he had been seen through from the inside out, from his immortal qi origin to the core of his consciousness, even the secret from another world deep within his soul and the hidden system!

It's over! I've been discovered!

Xuanwei froze in terror, unable to even maintain [Deep Immortal Seclusion]. His immortal qi body trembled as it hovered in mid-air, awaiting the judgment of fate.

However, the expected thunderous wrath did not descend.

That immensely grand thought seemed to linger on him for a moment, especially on the core of his innate immortal qi, the Wutu Source Core, and the "variable" aura in the depths of his consciousness that was out of place in the Primordial World. It "looked" a few more times.

Then, a voice filled with a hint of laziness, a touch of curiosity, yet containing supreme majesty, directly sounded in the depths of his consciousness, as clear as a whisper:

"First strand of innate immortal qi? How rare. And you've obtained the Wutu origin from that old fellow Mo Xuan? Quite fortunate."

"Hmm? Such an anomaly in the depths of the spiritual platform? Not a soul of this realm, yet entangled with this realm's origin... Interesting, truly interesting!"

"There's even a trace of... 'artifact' mark, whose marvel even I can hardly fathom? Concealing heavenly secrets, defying common sense..."

This voice... seemed to be commenting on a novel toy?!

Xuanwei's heart leaped into his throat, especially when the speaker mentioned "not a soul of this realm" and "artifact mark." He felt like his last shred of privacy had been exposed! The system was frantically alarming in his consciousness, data streams scrambling, clearly greatly disturbed and suppressed.

"Se... Senior... Supreme... Supreme Pure Saint?" Xuanwei used all his strength, condensing a trace of intention as humble as dust, trying to respond, "Junior... Junior Xuanwei, I accidentally intruded upon the Saint's dojo. I was forced by a villain and, in my panic, lost my way. I had no intention of offending! I beg the Saint's forgiveness!"

The lazy voice seemed to chuckle lightly, with the casualness of one looking down on all beings: "Lost your way? To find the spatial node of my secluded cultivation place precisely from an abandoned spiritual vein branch, your 'lost way' is quite peculiar."

Xuanwei: "..." Great one, I don't know how to respond to that!

"Enough." The voice seemed to have lost interest in further investigation, or rather, had obtained the information it wanted. "Since you are here, it is fate. I observe your spiritual essence is acceptable, your lineage special. Though an anomaly, you are subtly in line with My teachings..."

Teachings? The Intercepting Sect! Teaching without discrimination, seizing a sliver of life for all beings!

Xuanwei's heart leaped, and an unbelievable thought sprouted wildly like weeds! Could it be...

"My sect is still missing a boy to tend the medicinal gardens and sweep the courtyards," the lazy voice continued, its tone as flat as saying the weather was nice today. "You, are you willing to stay here temporarily and be a registered... hmm?"

Before the words were finished, the voice suddenly paused, as if sensing something. A grand divine sense abruptly turned towards a direction outside the great hall.

Almost simultaneously, a sharp system alarm exploded in Xuanwei's mind:

[Warning! Detected high-intensity, same-source Saint-level divine sense rapidly approaching! Energy signature analysis: Yuqing Primordial Lord of Heaven!]

[Warning! The opponent's divine sense contains emotions of dissatisfaction and questioning! Target suspected to be the host!]

[Extremely, extremely dangerous!!!]

Xuanwei: "!!!"

No way?! I might have just latched onto a golden thigh, and before I could even warm it up, I've already attracted a stricter parent?!