Hong Yun's Opportunity Arrives

The Primordial Wilderness entered a brand-new era as many Great Powers successively severed their corpses and stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm.

Hong Yun Patriarch, the famed great good man of the Primordial Wilderness, was currently drinking tea with Zhen Yuanzi at Wuzhuang Temple.

Ever since severing his Good Corpse and attaining Quasi-Sainthood, he had been unable to restrain himself and resumed his carefree days of wandering the Primordial Wilderness.

After traveling all around, he came to rest awhile with his old friend.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, this Ginseng Fruit Tea of yours truly grows more flavorful the more I drink!"

Hong Yun smacked his lips, his face beaming with delight.

Zhen Yuanzi sat upright on a Cushion, his bearing tranquil and steady as a mountain.

"If Fellow Daoist likes it, then drink a few more cups."

Just then, the smile on Hong Yun's face suddenly froze.

In the unseen beyond, a profound sensation came from the direction of Buzhou Mountain, tugging at his mind. It seemed that some opportunity intimately tied to him was about to emerge.

Zhen Yuanzi noticed his abnormality. "Fellow Daoist, what is it?"

Hong Yun's brows drew together, then relaxed as he chuckled. "I sense that over at Buzhou Mountain, there seems to be some opportunity connected to me."

Zhen Yuanzi paused. "Buzhou Mountain?"

"That's right!" Hong Yun slapped his thigh. "I remember now! Fellow Daoist Wu Ming mentioned it to me before! He said an opportunity would emerge near Buzhou Mountain, one with far-reaching implications, and told me to notify him as soon as I sensed it!"

He looked at Zhen Yuanzi. "Fellow Daoist, don't you think that's quite a coincidence?"

Zhen Yuanzi's expression turned solemn. "What Fellow Daoist Wu Ming foretold has now come to pass?"

Nine times out of ten!" Hong Yun rose to his feet. "Come, come, come—we'll head to Buzhou Mountain and find Fellow Daoist Wu Ming right away! He specifically told me back then that this opportunity contained something extremely important to the Wu Clan!"

Zhen Yuanzi also stood. "I will go with you."

The two immediately set off, transforming into two streaks of light as they sped straight for Pangu Hall on Buzhou Mountain.

Inside Pangu Hall, Wu Ming was discussing their insights into Law with Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Houtu, the three Ancestral Wu who had newly advanced to Quasi-Sainthood.

Suddenly, he felt something and raised his head toward the hall's exterior.

A moment later, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi appeared before the hall gates.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Ming!" Hong Yun's voice arrived before he did, still carrying that cheerful manner.

Wu Ming rose to welcome them. "Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, please come in."

Once the two entered the hall, Hong Yun impatiently said, "Fellow Daoist Wu Ming! I sensed the matter you mentioned last time! It's at Buzhou Mountain! There's no mistake!"

A look of understanding appeared on Wu Ming's face. "The time has come."

He looked toward Hong Yun. "Thank you for making this trip, Fellow Daoist."

"Ah, why be so polite?" Hong Yun waved a hand. "It was no trouble at all! Fellow Daoist, just what is this opportunity? How can it involve so much?"

Wu Ming said, "An Innate Spiritual Root. Several Innate Gourds will grow upon it."

He looked at Hong Yun. "One of them will be of great use to my Wu Clan."

Hong Yun suddenly understood. "So that's it! Then let's hurry over! We can't let anyone else beat us to it!"

Wu Ming nodded. "That is precisely my intention."

"Yes, Big Brother!" the three Ancestral Wu answered.

He turned to Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Houtu. "After I leave, the three of you will discuss and handle the clan's affairs together. Keep the clansmen in check, ensure they abide by their duties, and do not grow lax."

"Yes, Big Brother!" Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Houtu answered in unison.

Wu Ming said no more. Together with Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, he departed Pangu Hall and flew in the direction Hong Yun had sensed.

Before long, they arrived halfway up Buzhou Mountain, where a valley shrouded in dense white mist appeared ahead of them.

The white mist churned, faint ripples of an array emanating from within and cutting off Divine Sense Probes.

"This should be the place." Hong Yun pointed toward the valley entrance.

Wu Ming nodded and looked into the valley.

Through the gaps in the array, he could sense several powerful auras already within.

"Looks like someone arrived before us," Zhen Yuanzi said.

No sooner had he spoken than three figures emerged from the white mist: Laozi, Primordial Lord Tianzun, and Tongtian.

The Three Pure Ones paused slightly upon seeing Wu Ming and the others.

Primordial Lord Tianzun glanced at Wu Ming, then swept his eyes over Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi. He gave a cold snort but said nothing.

Laozi's expression remained calm as he made a Daoist salute. "Greetings, Fellow Daoists."

Tongtian laughed heartily. "So it's Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, along with Fellow Daoists Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi. You came at just the right time—we too only arrived not long ago."

Wu Ming nodded in return. "Greetings, Three Fellow Daoists."

Hong Yun greeted them cheerfully. "The Three Fellow Daoists sensed it too?"

Primordial Lord Tianzun ignored him.

Laozi said, "This opportunity is destined for us."

Just then, another figure emerged from the valley, peerlessly elegant—it was Nuwa.

When she saw Wu Ming, she gave a slight nod in greeting.

"Daoist Friend Nuwa," Wu Ming replied.

Nuwa nodded faintly in return.

Hong Yun sidled up to Zhen Yuanzi and whispered, "Just as Daoist Friend Wu Ming said, the Three Pure Ones and Daoist Friend Nuwa have all come!"

Zhen Yuanzi replied by voice transmission, "It seems this opportunity is truly no small matter. Even these top Great Powers have been drawn here."

Wu Ming's expression did not change. He found an empty spot and stood there quietly, waiting. He knew not everyone had arrived yet.

Sure enough, before long, two blazing streaks of golden light tore across the sky like two suns descending, landing not far from the mouth of the valley.

They were none other than Di Jun, Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Race, and Eastern Emperor Taiyi!

Di Jun wore imperial robes, his bearing grave and majestic. Taiyi held the Eastern Emperor Bell in his hand, his aura domineering and razor-sharp.

"Hmph! The Wu Clan is here too?" At the sight of Wu Ming, hostility flashed through Taiyi's eyes.

He still remembered what had happened at the Heavenly Court last time.

Di Jun, on the other hand, looked as composed as ever, though vigilance lay deep in his gaze as he looked at Wu Ming.

"Daoist Friend Wu Ming, I trust you have been well," Di Jun said blandly.

Wu Ming replied calmly, "Daoist Friend Di Jun. Daoist Friend Taiyi."

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat delicate.

The Three Pure Ones stood to one side. Laozi rested with his eyes closed, Primordial Lord remained expressionless, while Tongtian watched with keen interest.

Nuwa's lovely brows drew together slightly, as though she disliked this atmosphere of drawn swords and cocked crossbows.

Hong Yun, however, could not help muttering, "Heh, these flat-feathered birds have only been Heavenly Emperors for a few days, and already their tempers have grown."

Di Jun shot Taiyi a glare, signaling him to say less. Then he cupped his hands toward the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the others. "Greetings, Daoist Friends."

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the rest returned the greeting in turn.

For a time, the entrance to the valley was gathered with the foremost Great Powers of the present Primordial Wilderness: the lord of the Wu Clan, the Heavenly Emperor and Eastern Emperor of the Demon Race, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, along with Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun. The atmosphere grew increasingly subtle.

Everyone focused their attention on the Innate Great Array before them, awaiting the emergence of the opportunity.

They all understood clearly that an opportunity capable of drawing so many quasi-saints here could not possibly contain anything ordinary.

Time passed bit by bit. The white mist at the valley entrance began to churn slowly, and the aura of the Innate Great Array gradually became unstable.

Then—

Bzzzz—

The white mist enveloping the valley began to roil violently within the Innate Great Array, then slowly dispersed.

The scene within the valley was revealed before everyone's eyes.

An enormous vine had taken root at the center of the valley, its branches lush and leaves luxuriant. Seven gourds of differing colors and sizes hung from it, radiating alluring treasure-light.

The Innate Gourd Vine!

Everyone's attention was instantly seized by those seven gourds.