A Chance Encounter with an Immortal Mountain, a Terrifying Old Daoist

[Ding, you praised a Three-Headed Spirit Hound. Congratulations, Host, you have randomly received: Dog Fur x3]

[Ding, you praised a Young White Tiger. Congratulations, Host, you have randomly received: Earth Immortal Cultivation Fragment x5]

[Ding, you praised Hong Yun. Congratulations, Host, you have randomly received: Golden Immortal Cultivation Fragment x1]

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Five hundred years later, Hong Yun left the borders of the East Sea and entered the Primordial Continent.

Other than praising himself every other day, he spared none of the sentient beings he encountered, praising every last one of them.

Yet his gains were meager.

Perhaps obtaining the Myriad Manifestations Realm and the Void-Escaping Shuttle, two Innate Spiritual Treasures, had exhausted all his Qi Luck.

Over those five hundred years, Hong Yun's greatest gain had merely been a High-grade Innate Spiritual Root, the Jade Spirit Tea Tree.

The Jade Spirit Tea Tree had split off from Enlightenment Tea, the first tea tree of the Primordial Wilderness and a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Root.

The tree had landed on the Shore of the East Sea. Hong Yun had encountered it during his travels and casually collected it, intending to plant it in the Spiritual Herb Garden after returning to Floating Island.

"I have to say, the tea brewed from these Jade Spirit Tea leaves may not let one directly enter enlightenment like Enlightenment Tea, but it still contains a trace of Dao charm that can deepen my understanding of the Great Dao."

Hong Yun sat upright aboard the Void-Escaping Shuttle, which had transformed into a boat.

Before him stood a tea table carved from the branch of an Innate Spiritual Root, upon which rested a tea set refined from Star Crystal.

A rich Azure Spirit Tea fragrance slowly wafted from the teacup, refreshing the mind and spirit.

"Cultivation? No way I'm cultivating. Not in this lifetime!"

Having loathed the blessings of the 996 work schedule at a Big Tech Company in his previous life, Hong Yun no longer wanted to work hard after obtaining the system.

He took a sip of hot tea, his expression thoroughly content.

Since taking human form, Hong Yun had never seriously cultivated. Simply by praising himself every day, he could obtain enough cultivation fragments.

In just over six hundred years, Hong Yun had relied on Golden Immortal Cultivation Fragments to completely stabilize his early-stage cultivation.

This leisure was truly blissful, and the system was truly amazing!

Even Hong Yun felt that his life had become a little too decadent.

Perhaps the Great Dao heard his helpless lament, because the unexpected came without warning.

"Clang!"

High in the Nine Heavens, a collision like the tolling of a great bell resounded through the skies.

A crimson figure, accompanied by screams, fell like a meteor.

"Ahhh! Bastard! Which bastard dared set a trap to ambush this poor Daoist?"

That was right. The one who had met with disaster was none other than Hong Yun.

Moments ago, Hong Yun had been riding the Void-Escaping Shuttle through the Nine Heavens.

Yet as he passed over this place, he seemed to crash into an invisible wall.

Worse still, Hong Yun discovered in shock that his perfectly controlled Mana had been completely sealed by a mysterious and unfathomable power.

Unable to ride the clouds, Hong Yun fell like a mortal whose airplane had crashed in his previous life.

"Boom!"

In an instant, dust and smoke billowed across the ground!

At that moment, Hong Yun wanted to die.

Had he not cultivated the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Merit and tempered his body to a level surpassed in the Primordial Wilderness only by the Twelve Ancestral Witches,

he would likely have become the first Grand Unity Golden Immortal in the Primordial Wilderness to be smashed into pieces by a fall, reduced to a complete laughingstock.

Of course, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal had long since transcended the River of Destiny and possessed a lifespan equal to heaven and earth. Even if the body were destroyed, one could reconstruct a physical body through the Primordial Spirit.

The important thing was that it was utterly humiliating!

"Peh, peh, peh!"

Hong Yun leaped out of the ten-thousand-foot crater and forcefully spat out several mouthfuls of dirt and sand.

Once he sensed that the Mana in his body had recovered, he formed a hand seal. The dust covering his body instantly fell away, and his red Daoist robe was immediately replaced by a brand-new Dark Daoist Robe.

One-Click Outfit Change Art!

Hong Yun had not wasted those six hundred years entirely. Besides praising himself every day, he had also developed a few handy tricks for daily life.

If other Great Powers saw this, they would likely ridicule Hong Yun for neglecting proper cultivation.

After enduring the Ferocious Beast Tribulation and the Three Clans Tribulation, every living being in the Primordial Wilderness was now cultivating diligently, fearing that insufficient cultivation would cause them to be swept up in the next Tribulation of Calamity.

With everything awaiting renewal, all creatures competed freely beneath the frosty heavens.

"Huh, another opportunity? Have I reached Buzhou Mountain in the center of the Primordial Wilderness? But the distance seems a little off!"

"Damn, Great Dao above, this... the spiritual energy and Dao charm are far too abundant!"

He raised his head and stared at the towering, endless mountain range before him.

Spiritual energy, so dense it was nearly tangible, filled the mountains. Dao charm faintly emerged among the peaks, while treasure light occasionally spilled from the depths of the forest.

"Gasp... an opportunity, a great opportunity! Father God Pangu has blessed me!"

Hong Yun sucked in a cold breath, contributing a little to global warming in the Primordial Wilderness.

His eyes widened as he inwardly marveled at how favored he was by the Great Dao.

Otherwise, why would such an immense opportunity descend upon him?

Compared to this immortal mountain, which contained endless mysteries of Creation, his Daoist sanctuary, Floating Island, was practically a backwater.

Forget Innate Supreme Treasures—even if he found a Chaos Spiritual Treasure within, he would not be surprised!

What Hong Yun did not know was that atop this immortal mountain, shrouded in spiritual mist and overflowing with treasure light,

an Old Man dressed in a white Daoist robe, with the bearing of an immortal, suddenly opened his eyes while seated cross-legged on a meditation cushion.

His deep eyes were as still as an ancient well, yet they seemed to contain three thousand Great Daos intertwined within them.

If Hong Yun saw him, he would surely be horrified.

That was because the Dao charm surrounding this Old Man was so dense it had reached the extreme, as though he were the incarnation of the Dao itself, the source of the Dao.

Above the Old Man's head floated an ancient Jade Disc radiating azure light, marked by several cracks and missing portions.

Streams of incomparably noble purple energy flowed across it.

As the Old Man opened his eyes, the azure glow on the Jade Disc gradually faded, while the purple currents slowly retreated back into it.

The old Daoist calculated with his fingers and muttered with a faintly troubled expression, "Another thirty thousand years. Rahu is dead, and the Three Clans Tribulation has ended. My Corpse Slaying Method has reached its limit, so why can I still not attain the Dao?"

A moment later, the old Daoist seemed to sense something and cast his gaze beyond the Daoist sanctuary.

"Huh, someone has actually slipped into this old Daoist's Daoist sanctuary?"

The old Daoist casually put away the Jade Disc above his head and vanished from the spot without a trace of worldly air.

At the foot of the mountain, Hong Yun, who was about to use the Void-Escaping Shuttle to sneak in and hunt for treasure, suddenly felt an icy chill spread through his entire body. An indescribable sense of terror rose in his heart.

The Primordial Spirit within his Sea of Consciousness trembled involuntarily, frantically warning Hong Yun to flee this place at once.

Run! Run now!

This is no great opportunity. It is clearly great terror! There must be immense danger here!

What favor from the Great Dao? Bah! This poor Daoist really is the unluckiest bastard in the entire Primordial Wilderness!

Hong Yun's face was filled with terror. How could he still care about any great opportunity? He turned and prepared to flee aboard the Void-Escaping Shuttle.

In the Primordial Wilderness, anyone who entered another's Daoist sanctuary without permission was considered to be issuing a challenge. Even if the sanctuary's owner killed them on the spot, there would be no argument to make.

Hong Yun's Void-Escaping Shuttle was indeed marvelous. It contained the power of space and could silently pass through restrictions, but this time, he had likely kicked an iron plate.

Just as he turned and was about to escape through the void, a cough sounded behind him.

Though the sound was faint, when it reached Hong Yun's ears, it was like a whisper from the abyss of the Nine Netherworlds, calling for his life.

"Cough... little friend, please stay."

It was as though he had encountered Word is Law.

Hong Yun's body froze in place just as he was about to step forward. The boiling Mana within him instantly cooled as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over it.

Hearing that familiar line, Hong Yun felt like his entire world had fallen apart!

Damn it, Shen Gongbao, you deserve to die!