My Son Is a Saint's Mount!

Niu Ben slowly opened his eyes, a divine light shooting forth from his pupils that even tore a fine crack in the void ahead, one that lingered long without healing.

Boundless, endless power surged and roared within his body.

Every inch of flesh, every single bone, seemed to harbor a volcano on the verge of eruption, brimming with explosive might.

So satisfying!

Niu Ben couldn't help but lift his head and let out a long roar, the sound materializing into tangible sound waves that shook the entire small realm with a booming hum.

A pity—if he had a few more drops of the Progenitor's Essence Blood, he might have pushed through that heavenly chasm in one go and attained the Grand Luo Dao Fruit!

He composed himself, rose from the ground, and took a single step.

The scene before him shifted again, and he was back in front of that barren, rocky mountain.

Niu Qing, who had been waiting quietly all this while, jolted violently the moment Niu Ben appeared!

That vast, overwhelming aura, as if it could crush the ages, made even Niu Qing, a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who had lived through endless eons, tremble in his core!

"Congratulations, My King! Celebrations, My King! Your cultivation has soared, and your divine might is unmatched!"

Niu Qing knelt again, this time with more devotion and sincerity than ever before.

"Let's go. Back."

Niu Ben waved a hand lightly, and with Niu Qing, his form vanished from the spot instantly.

Back at the main camp, Niu Ben wasted no time and directly summoned all the clan leaders of the Ox Clan branches.

Within the grand Ox King Hall, hundreds of Ox Clan powerhouses gathered once more.

When they sensed Niu Ben's aura, now several times more formidable than before, they all stared wide-eyed, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor.

How long had it been?

The King had broken through again!

This cultivation speed was utterly unheard of, unseen before!

After the brief shock came a tidal wave of congratulations.

"Hail to My King, your cultivation has advanced greatly!"

"My King's divine might is unparalleled through the ages!"

Niu Ben sat upright on the throne, raising a hand to press down, and the hall fell silent instantly.

"I've called you all here to announce a few matters."

"First, I'm sure some of you still had doubts about what my father said before."

"I, Niu Ben, am now the mount of Taishang Daoist, the foremost of the Three Pure Ones on Kunlun Mountain."

Boom!

These words were like a bombshell, exploding through the entire hall!

Though Niu Ba had boasted about it before, few oxen had believed him, taking it as him trying to polish his son's image.

But now, spoken directly from Niu Ben's own mouth, the meaning was completely different!

The hall erupted into chaos!

Every Ox Clan powerhouse trembled with excitement, their faces flushed red!

A mount?

The identity of a mount didn't matter!

What mattered was whose mount!

That was Taishang!

The incarnation of Pangu's Primordial Spirit, the future Saint of the Heavenly Dao!

To be the mount of such an existence—what did that mean?

Even beating a dog means checking its owner!

This leg to lean on wasn't just the strongest in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains—it was the topmost, sturdiest one across the entire Primordial Wilderness!

This backing was harder than any Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!

"Second, I'll soon return to Kunlun Mountain for cultivation. The clan cannot be without a leader for a single day."

Niu Ben continued his announcement.

"From today onward, when I'm away from the clan, my father will lead the entire herd, and Niu Qing, you will assist him."

At these words, Niu Ba was moved to tears of joy, while Niu Qing below solemnly kowtowed.

"Niu Qing, as you command!"

A Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal willingly serving as an assistant—this deepened the awe and reverence all Ox Clan powerhouses held for Niu Ben by several layers.

"Third..."

Niu Ben's tone paused slightly.

He waved his hand lightly.

In an instant, the hall blazed with treasure light!

Beams of inheritance light, carrying the ancient, untamed aura of the Primordial Wilderness, flew from his sleeve and hovered precisely before each clan leader.

"These are the Techniques and Divine Abilities left by our Ox Clan Progenitor. Choose what suits you and pass them on to the Clansmen."

But that wasn't all!

Niu Ben waved his hand again, and hundreds more streaks of light shot out, transforming into pills that overflowed with fragrance and shimmered with treasure radiance.

"These are elixirs I refined on Kunlun Mountain. They can help you stabilize your cultivation and refine your mana."

Bearing the Grand Clarity Elixir Scripture, a legacy from Taishang, refining these pills was mere child's play for him.

Gazing at the inheritance and elixirs before them, every Ox Clan clan leader was so moved that tears streamed down their faces. They knelt in unison once more, overwhelmed with gratitude.

"We thank the Ox King for his generous gifts!"

"All of you, withdraw."

Niu Ben waved his hand.

After all the clan leaders had respectfully filed out, only Niu Ben and his father, Niu Ba, remained in the hall.

Niu Ben stepped down from the throne and approached Niu Ba, his expression solemn.

"Father, the clan's future rests on you from now on."

"Rest assured, son!"

Niu Ba thumped his chest, still somewhat unsteady.

"Your old man will keep this household in order!"

Niu Ben nodded. He flipped his palm.

A pair of pitch-black ox horns, covered in violent purple lightning patterns, materialized out of thin air and floated silently before Niu Ba.

"Father, this is for you."

"This is a protective treasure left by our Ox Clan Progenitor—the Thunder Twin Horns, a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure," Niu Ben explained.

"Ah!" The moment Niu Ba saw the horns, he was jolted back a step by their world-shattering aura, then quickly waved his hands.

"Son, I can't take this—absolutely not!"

He shook his head like a rattle-drum.

Such a treasure, with boundless power, would be useless in the hands of a mere Golden Immortal like him—he couldn't even unleash a ten-thousandth of its might, and it would only invite deadly trouble.

A fine treasure was worthless without the life to use it.

This thing could only fulfill its potential in his son's hands.

"Father, your son is destined to be the mount of a future Saint."

Niu Ben smiled, radiating a powerful confidence.

"I don't lack Innate Spiritual Treasures."

His words were calm, but they stirred Niu Ba's heart, setting his blood ablaze.

That's right!

My son is a Saint's mount!

What's a mere Innate Spiritual Treasure worth!

"If any truly insurmountable trouble arises, you can send Clansmen to Kunlun Mountain to find me," Niu Ben added as a final reminder.

Now that the Ox Clan was unified, with fortune converging and Niu Qing—a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who had lived for endless ages—guarding the clan, even in his absence, nothing should go wrong.

Having said everything, Niu Ben lingered no longer. After bidding his father farewell, he transformed into an Azure Stream of Light, shot into the sky, and sped toward Kunlun Mountain.

The Primordial Wilderness stretched vast and boundless.

Niu Ben tore through clouds and mist, mountains and rivers blurring beneath him.

But halfway through his journey, as his divine sense swept over a barren mountain range devoid of life, a sudden change occurred!

Deep within a desolate, time-forgotten mountain range ahead, without the slightest warning, a brilliant pillar of light, thick as a Heavenly Pillar, burst forth!

That radiance tore through the sky and pierced the cosmos!

Within the light, seven-colored divine splendor churned wildly, interweaving to manifest earth-shaking visions—phoenixes and dragons singing in harmony, qilins treading the waves!

Countless strands of Auspicious Sign energy, like a breached ocean, surged wildly in all directions!

And the profound essence of the Great Dao, taking the form of ancient golden runes, floated and sank around the radiance, each flicker seeming to expound the ultimate truths of heaven and earth!

Just a wisp of its leaked aura dyed the sky for tens of thousands of miles into a magnificent, chaotic hue!