Primordial Era: Becoming Laozi's Disciple, I Forge Mythical Golden Elixirs

"Why didn't you two fellow Daoists inform us beforehand when you came to the East?"

The crowd's vision blurred, and then three figures appeared.

The expressions of the two from the West changed slightly. "The Three Pure Ones."

Laozi chuckled as he retracted the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda. "Were you two planning to make a move just now? What could possibly cause such a commotion?"

As he spoke, Laozi glanced at Luo Xuan.

Zhunti gave a sheepish laugh. "No, nothing. We were just passing through and resting for a moment."

Don't mention Luo Xuan, don't mention Luo Xuan...

Zhunti prayed silently in his heart, but his wish was clearly in vain.

Laozi sneered. "If you two have nothing else, please return."

"I intend to take Luo Xuan of the Innate Human Race from Shouyang Mountain as my disciple."

The faces of the two from the West changed upon hearing this, and they exchanged glances.

Zhunti said gravely, "Fellow Daoist Laozi, you can't say that."

"We were here at Shouyang Mountain first. Surely there's a matter of first come, first served."

Tongtian snorted. "First come, first served? This is our territory in the East. Go back to your West."

Jieyin and Zhunti's chests rose and fell slightly.

They felt as wronged now as the Three Ancestors had felt earlier.

The next moment, the two of them put on mournful faces. "Fellow Daoists of the Three Pure Ones, you know that the earth veins of the West were destroyed by Rahu."

"The West now is as barren as can be..."

The more they spoke, the more animated they became, even describing what would happen if Luo Xuan didn't go to the West, crying pitifully.

Laozi's face showed disgust.

Back at the Purple Cloud Palace, they had relied on playing the victim to get two prayer mats.

But while that trick worked on Hongyun, it wouldn't work on them.

"The clothes you two are wearing don't match your talk of barrenness. Since that's the case, I'll help you."

Before Jieyin and Zhunti could rejoice at his words, they saw Laozi produce a Purple Gold Gourd.

As soon as the gourd's opening was aimed at them, a torrent of purple-gold flames erupted.

"Purple Gold Gourd!"

The faces of the two from the West changed drastically, and they cried out in pain as the flames seared them.

Soon, their clothes were burned to shreds.

"Three Pure Ones, you just wait!"

"Benefactor! Daoist! We know we were wrong, quickly retract your divine ability... Ow, it burns, it burns!"

"Laozi, stop burning us! We're leaving right now..."

No matter how they pleaded, the Three Pure Ones remained unmoved.

Zhunti quickly summoned the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and with a sweep, he whisked the two away.

Suiren Shi and the others below cheered them on, waving their fists.

"Yes, burn there, burn there!"

"Burn those shameless bastards to death!"

They watched the two from the West being burned, their blood boiling with excitement.

Youchaoshi looked speechlessly at Suiren Shi. "Alright, stop shouting. Those three seniors are coming over."

Only after the two from the West disappeared did the Three Pure Ones return to the crowd with satisfied expressions.

"Greetings, three seniors!" the Three Ancestors bowed.

Due to the commotion, many other humans had gathered from afar, watching them curiously.

Laozi announced loudly, "I am Taiqing Laozi, the eldest of the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain."

"The Three Pure Ones!" Ziyi Clan exclaimed, then immediately covered her mouth, realizing she had spoken out of turn.

Suiren Shi looked at Ziyi Clan strangely. "What, you know the three seniors?"

Ziyi Clan took a deep breath. "Know them? Who in the entire Primordial Era doesn't know them?"

After becoming an ancestor, Ziyi Clan, relying on the strong defensive power of her Merit spiritual treasure, had traveled throughout the Primordial Era.

She had heard countless stories about the Three Pure Ones and their followers in the Primordial Era.

The deeds of these powerful beings were all incredibly awe-inspiring.

Laozi looked at Luo Xuan and smiled. "Luo Xuan, I am willing to teach you alchemy. Are you willing to become my disciple?"

This simple sentence struck like a thunderclap.

Suiren Shi and the others looked at Luo Xuan in shock.

Under Ziyi Clan's explanation, everyone already knew about the Three Pure Ones.

And someone like that actually wanted to take Luo Xuan as a disciple?

Suiren Shi subconsciously glanced at Luo Xuan, who still looked calm at the moment!

Suiren Shi wished he could switch places with Luo Xuan and agree for him.

Luo Xuan was calm because he had long recognized the Three Pure Ones.

In the entire Primordial Era, how many people could make the Two from the West so miserable?

He was currently contemplating whether or not to become Laozi's disciple.

The pros and cons of becoming his disciple.

If Suiren Shi knew Luo Xuan's thoughts, he would surely be so angry he'd faint.

A powerful being of such stature personally came to recruit a disciple, and you're still considering whether to agree?

Phoenix Perch Mountain.

Nuwa sat cross-legged in her cave dwelling, her clear eyes currently focused on every move of Shouyang Mountain.

When Luo Xuan refined the Thunderfall Elixir and attracted Merit for the second time, it finally piqued Nuwa's interest.

Fuxi looked at Nuwa, then at the direction of Shouyang Mountain, and chuckled, "What, taken a liking to that kid?"

"Big Brother!" Nuwa shot Fuxi an annoyed glance.

Fuxi laughed heartily, "Alright, alright, I'm not joking. You don't mean to take him as a disciple too, do you?"

Nuwa blinked and retorted, "Why, is that not allowed?"

Fuxi was even more surprised, "You really want to take him as a disciple?"

"If you've truly taken a liking to this kid, then go for it." After his surprise, Fuxi became more accepting.

To be honest, even he felt tempted seeing Luo Xuan's alchemy talent, but he was a bit confused.

Laozi was already at the kid's doorstep, and his sister was still sitting there calmly.

Nuwa shook her head and smiled, "Forget it, fate cannot be forced."

Nuwa had already dismissed her idea.

She was now a Saint and could naturally see some heavenly secrets.

Moreover, Laozi was so resolute, she naturally wouldn't snatch someone else's beloved.

Seeing Luo Xuan remain silent, Yuanshi spoke, "Luo Xuan, do you have any questions?"

"My eldest brother, as the head of the Three Pure Ones, naturally wouldn't be as undignified as those two."

"If you refuse him, you can also become my disciple."

Tongtian subtly glanced at Yuanshi.

Damn it! How did I not think of that move!

Hateful, second brother beat me to it again.

"Ahem, Luo Xuan, my Supreme Pure Dao methods are also profound and vast. If you are interested, I can impart them to you."

Tongtian said with a straight face and a steady heart.

Laozi's mouth twitched slightly.

The Three Ancestors behind listened, stunned.

"Am... am I dreaming?" Suiren Shi slapped his face.

Originally, everyone was overjoyed that Laozi wanted to take Luo Xuan as a disciple.

Now that the other two had spoken, Suiren Shi felt a bit unreal.

Luo Xuan smiled at this moment, "Thank you for your kind intentions, both seniors."

Saying that, Luo Xuan bowed to Laozi, "Esteemed Master, please accept Luo Xuan's bow."

He had thought it through. Although he had a system, who would refuse more benefits?

With Laozi around, he could bypass many detours in alchemy.

Laozi laughed heartily, "Good, rise!"

"You have just become my disciple, and I have nothing much to give you. Let this be a meeting gift."

Laozi raised his hand and beckoned.

Then Luo Xuan felt his hand grow heavy.

Chapter 11: The Thousand-Year Pact

Luo Xuan looked down and saw that it was the Purple Gold Gourd.