Proving Three Thousand Daos, Reaching the Purple Cloud Palace

Meanwhile, on Earth, within the Nine Provinces, many people in Huaxia tried their luck with the Lucky Draw—after all, a single cent was truly nothing—and were then utterly stunned!

Even the Douyin higher-ups, who hadn't believed this was a real transmigration, had been watching Chen Tian's livestream ever since it appeared, but what could they do? Hah!

In the end, it even reached the ears of the nation's top officials.

In the final half hour, gifts flew wildly through Chen Tian's livestream room—countless gifts of every kind! In just that half hour, the total in RMB had already reached tens of billions. One could imagine how terrifying that was!

"WC!!! What the streamer said is actually true!! I got a low-tier technique, the 'Heaven Swallowing Art'—and it's a technique that can be upgraded!! At the top tier, it can even swallow heaven and earth!"

"You're way too lucky. I only got a few Qi and Blood Pills and Foundation Establishment Pills, and my low-tier technique can't be upgraded..."

"The hell are you discussing that for? Right now, we should be talking about how the streamer actually transmigrated and got a system!!"

"That's right, streamer, do it one more time! Half an hour wasn't enough time—I got so little stuff!"

"Yeah, yeah! Streamer, one more round!"

"One more your ass!" Chen Tian cursed. The Three Pure Ones glanced over, looking confused.

"Ahem, continue, three Masters. Your disciple was just dreaming." Chen Tian said with a grin.

Tongtian's mouth twitched slightly. Damn, the three of us are hauling you around like laborers, and you're over here sleeping!!

Still, the Three Pure Ones pressed on. They had now entered the Chaos, a place of extreme danger where even Grand Unity cultivators could perish! Even with the Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, the Three Pure Ones dared not slack off.

"You guys didn't believe me, did you? Now you do? I originally thought, since we're all Huaxia people, I'd give you what I could. But no, you didn't believe me and even said I was scamming for money? Do I care about that paper?" Chen Tian vented internally, his rant leaving no one in the livestream daring to retort.

"And now? It depends on my mood!" Chen Tian said, then shut down the livestream. He had the Live Stream System adjust the time flow between Earth and the Primordial World—for example, ten thousand years in the Primordial World equaled one day on Earth.

As for the Chat Group, he'd already adjusted that long ago. After all, beings in the Primordial World would go into seclusion for thousands, millions, or even hundreds of thousands of years. If he didn't adjust it, they might be dead by the time he came out of seclusion.

Tian Chen: Everyone, we're currently on our way to the Purple Cloud Palace. I'll start a group video call when the Dao Ancestor opens his lecture on the Dao. Otherwise, you might all be dead in a hundred years.

Angel Yan: Are you underestimating the lifespan of us angels?

One-Knife Feng Baobao: No, the big shot is thinking about Zhang Sanfeng, not you! Please, a several-thousand-year-old granny, don't chime in. (Chin resting on hand)

Angel Yan: As if you're so young yourself! You're an old hag too!

One-Knife Feng Baobao: I'm not even a hundred yet! I'm still young!

Centenarian: Alright, alright, stop arguing. To me, you're all seniors!!

Baili Tusu: Count me in! (Acting cute)

Richest Man in America Tony: And me.

Chen Tian watched his idiot group friends bicker and chuckled lightly, then closed the group video and looked out at the Chaos.

He hadn't really taken a good look before, but now that he did, it was indeed a bit alarming! For instance, to the left, a bolt of lightning in the Chaos directly struck dead a Mid Grand Unity living being!

And then there were the chaotic currents—dozens of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals had died!

One could imagine how dangerous the Chaos was! No wonder those three old simpletons said that without reaching Quasi-Sage, one shouldn't easily step into the Chaos, and that without even Grand Unity, one couldn't even descend the mountain.

Watching these beings perish one after another, Chen Tian's heart felt bitter. So what if they were Innate Deities? In the Chaos, without a supreme treasure to protect oneself, escape from death was impossible.

"Disciple, no need for this. This was their own choice." Laozi said, looking at the grave expression on Chen Tian's face.

"We cultivators pursue the Great Dao. Every path is one we choose ourselves—this too is each one's fate."

"Fate..." Chen Tian echoed Laozi's words, then felt a realization stir within him. Fate? No!

What was called Ancestor Hongjun proclaiming to the Primordial World that those with affinity should go to the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao was nothing more than the Heavenly Dao's scheming.

If not for that, how could the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao have gathered? After the Dao-Demon Conflict, how many Innate Deities were there? Some had even taken form during the heyday of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans. They had barely managed to Prove Grand Unity, leaping out of the River of Fate, yet they still couldn't escape the Heavenly Dao.

After all, everything was limited. For example, Hongjun had said the Primordial World could hold nine Saints—nine being the ultimate number. Living beings were the same; they couldn't be allowed to exist in such numbers, or the Primordial World wouldn't be able to bear it!

These successive Tribulations were meant to cleanse living beings and nourish heaven and earth. Perhaps there was Hongjun's scheme of merging with the Dao behind it, but it was also for the sake of the Primordial World Heaven and Earth.

Many on Earth had once said, "My fate is mine to command, not Heaven's." But unfortunately, they couldn't escape heaven and earth—how could you control your own destiny?

Even the Great God Pangu was like this. Pangu, who had half-stepped into the Great Dao, had still perished, his body transforming into the Primordial World...

"The path I want to walk is not one others have walked! The Three Corpses Path leads to being a Heavenly Dao Saint; Attaining Dao Through Strength leads to being a Great Dao Saint. But neither is the path I want to walk... So what is my path..."

During Chen Tian's moment of enlightenment, the Dao Charm around him grew increasingly powerful, even causing the Three Pure Ones to show signs of breakthrough!

"The path I want to walk... is to Prove the Dao through the Three Thousand Primordial Great Daos! To Prove the Supreme Dao Venerable!!"

"Hoo..."

Having clarified his own Dao, Chen Tian opened his eyes. Though he hadn't broken through, his state of mind had already grown immensely strong!

Over these three thousand years, while both his cultivation and physical body had improved, his state of mind had lagged behind. Now, it had finally caught up!

Because the Three Pure Ones possessed great merit and had Hongjun secretly guiding their way, they arrived before the Purple Cloud Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens of Chaos in less than a hundred years!

In front of the Purple Cloud Palace hung a plaque engraved with the three characters "Purple Cloud Palace," imbued with the Dao power of a Saint! Seeing this, Laozi said, "Second Brother, Third Brother, Disciple, look quickly at that plaque."

The three of them gazed at it, feeling the Dao Charm resonate around them. All four immediately sat cross-legged to comprehend the Dao.

The Three Pure Ones were comprehending the Dao, and the signs of breakthrough grew stronger and stronger, yet... they could not break through! For one, they lacked a cultivation method; for another, the Three Pure Ones were Heaven-ordained saints, destined to walk the Three Corpses Path.

Thus, they could not break through. Even Hongjun inside the Purple Cloud Palace clicked his tongue in amazement—good heavens, the Three Pure Ones had nearly been led down Pangu's old path. The Son of the Great Dao was truly formidable!

Indeed, after Hongjun attained enlightenment and became a saint, he understood his own path, and the identity of Chen Tian as the Son of the Great Dao was also revealed to him by the Heavenly Dao.

If Chen Tian truly made the Three Pure Ones walk the path of Attaining Dao Through Strength, even the Heavenly Dao could not interfere; it could only scheme a little to make them eventually establish a great sect and become saints.

Of course, if Chen Tian said to the heavens, "My three masters shall not be Heavenly Dao saints," the Heavenly Dao would have to back down. But this fellow Chen Tian had no idea that the identity of the Son of the Great Dao came with such a generous gift package; he only felt that the Salted Fish System had tricked him.

The dog wrote a book titled "Marvel: A Certain Scientific Sorcerer's Assassin's Unrivaled"—it's quite good, worth a read.