Primordial Era: Disciple of Taishang, I Am the Second Sage of the Human Religion
Chapter 47

Escorting the Three Virtues back to Three Immortal Island, Reward: One Lottery Chance!

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Yunxiao, the eldest of the Three Xiaos, had the most steady temperament, her voice gentle as water: "Senior Brother Niu Ben, we plan to return to Three Immortal Island for a while, and came today especially to bid you farewell."

The disciples of Primordial Heavenly Lord and Tongtian generally cultivated on Kunlun Mountain, though they also had their own Dao Fields. The Dao Fields of the Three Xiaos and Zhao Gongming were on Three Immortal Island.

Niu Ben was just about to ask why they suddenly needed to return to their Dao Field when, at that moment, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for triggering a God-tier Choice]

[Choice 1: Leave Kunlun Mountain and escort the Three Xiaos back to Three Immortal Island. Reward: One Lottery Chance!]

[Choice 2: Cultivate steadily and stay on Kunlun Mountain. Reward: Hundred Thousand Years of Dharma Power!]

Hearing the system's prompt, Niu Ben was slightly startled, but then a smile gradually became clear on his face.

He naturally chose the first without hesitation.

It wasn't that he was after the lottery chance—this was about worrying for the safety of his three Junior Sisters. The Primordial Wilderness was fraught with danger, Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals everywhere, Golden Immortals as common as dogs. Without his protection, what if something happened to his three Junior Sisters?

Thinking this, a smile spread across Niu Ben's face: "Three Junior Sisters, with your jade-bone ice-skin and peerless grace, you could make all beings fall for you. If no one protects you, this journey back might be fraught with peril!"

"It's better if this Senior Brother escorts you back!"

Hearing Niu Ben's praise, the Three Xiaos' eyes instantly lit up, and joy filled their hearts.

Yunxiao, as the eldest, had a gentle, water-like temperament. Qiongxiao hated evil as if it were her enemy, her loves and hates clear-cut. Bixiao, the youngest, had a quirky, mischievous personality, like a little girl next door.

At this moment, Bixiao directly hugged Niu Ben's arm, her eyes curving into crescents as she smiled: "Senior Brother Niu Ben, you're not just teasing us, are you? You really want to come with us?"

Niu Ben gently tapped Bixiao's delicate nose with his finger: "Of course. When have I ever lied to you?"

"But first, I need to inform the Master!"

The Three Xiaos followed Niu Ben to Taishang's Dao Field.

Taishang was in closed-door meditation, comprehending the Great Dao. Sensing their arrival, he opened his eyes and looked at the four of them, his gaze like a deep, vast river of the Great Dao.

"Niu Ben pays respects to Master!"

The Three Xiaos behind him also stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Paying respects to Grand Master Uncle!"

Taishang's aura slowly receded, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Ox-child, what business do you have with your master?"

Niu Ben reported: "Master, the three Junior Sisters plan to return to their Dao Field. Your disciple fears they might encounter danger on the way, so I specially want to escort them back, and also wish to travel and experience the Primordial Wilderness."

"Your disciple believes that cultivation should not be merely bitter, solitary training."

"Knowing and doing depend on each other."

A flash of bright light passed through Taishang's eyes, and his gaze toward Niu Ben grew increasingly satisfied. He nodded: "Correct. Knowing only bitter cultivation makes it hard to achieve the Great Dao. The path forward requires tempering."

"Go, then!"

Niu Ben bowed and withdrew.

Afterward, the four of them left Kunlun Mountain together.

Meanwhile, in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, a great upheaval had also occurred.

The Ox Clan had now completely unified, becoming the most powerful force within the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

Niu Ben's father, Niu Ba.

Relying on the Ox Clan's fortune, he had also successfully advanced to Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.

As the Ox Clan grew stronger, they needed more resources, and so they began the path of unification. Within the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, no other race could contend with the Ox Clan.

The path of unification went very smoothly.

Especially with the Innate Spiritual Treasure Niu Ben had left behind.

With Niu Ba leading them, the Ox Clan was virtually undefeatable. The Hundred Thousand Great Mountains had now all become their Ox Clan's territory.

Moreover, the Ox Clan still had Niu Qing, a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, so no one could shake their position.

In less than a few hundred years, all the large and small tribes within the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains had submitted to the Ox Clan, with the Ox Clan as their leader.

The Ox Clan's days grew better and better.

At this moment, inside the Ox Clan's main camp, Niu Ba looked at the Ox Clan as it was now, a hint of emotion in his heart.

If not for his son, the Ox Clan could never have developed to this scale; they might even have been reduced to blood food for other races.

Now, he had summoned the chieftains of all the Ox Clan's tribes.

Seated below him were the chieftains of the various tribes.

He suppressed the emotions welling within him, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, his voice low and forceful.

"Though the Ox Clan today does not enjoy the glory of ancient times, at least we are no longer bullied by others. Our current development is not too bad."

"The only pity is that my son is not here!"

With these words, he reminded all the clansmen present to remember who had brought them their good days.

In his heart, he deeply missed his son.

The other clansmen silently nodded.

They all cherished the debt of gratitude they owed Niu Ben.

One of the minor chieftains of the Ox Clan stood up, cupped his hands in salute, and said with a grateful expression: "Chief Niu Ba, all the honor the Ox Clan enjoys today is thanks to the Young Chief."

"Moreover, the Young Chief now stands as a Disciple of the Three Pure Ones, which means he has found a powerful backing for our Ox Clan."

The others nodded in agreement.

They were sincerely grateful to Niu Ben.

Another elder, his eyes filled with worry, stood up and cupped his hands: "Chief Niu Ba, now that our Ox Clan is gradually emerging, we may not be a formidable race across the entire Primordial Wilderness, but we are no longer unknown."

"Now I fear that East Prince Gong will come knocking. If we refuse, given his temperament, he will certainly not let the matter rest."

"Furthermore, the small tribe we wiped out before is said to have already pledged allegiance to the Purple Mansion Immortal Court. Could this invite their retaliation?"

The expressions of the others shifted as well.

They too harbored worries.

If the Purple Mansion Immortal Court truly sought revenge, with the Ox Clan's current strength, they would be unable to resist. Any Quasi-Saint who came could suppress them all.

Niu Ba furrowed his brow in thought. He shared the same concerns, but he could not let them show on his face.

He said in a low voice: "It shouldn't come to that!"

"Figures as lofty as those probably won't pay attention to our Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Even if the small tribe that pledged allegiance was destroyed, the Purple Mansion Immortal Court likely won't care."

Though he said this, the worry in the eyes of many present refused to fade.

If the Purple Mansion Immortal Court truly came to cause trouble one day, how would they respond?

At that moment, Niu Ba let out a laugh.

The crowd cast puzzled looks his way.

He waved his hand grandly and said in a domineering tone: "Have you all forgotten about my son?"

"Just now, we were saying that my son is backed by the Three Pure Ones. Even if trouble really comes and the Purple Mansion Immortal Court investigates, we can simply state our background outright."

"East Prince Gong will not make a move against us over a mere small tribe."

"To offend the Three Pure Ones for the sake of an insignificant little tribe—only if his mind were addled would anyone do such a thing. No sensible person would."

"Besides, there are countless weak tribes that have pledged allegiance to the Purple Mansion Immortal Court. They may not even bother to intervene."

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