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

"Did time get recorded incorrectly?"

"It's over, it's over, I let it slip..."

This shouldn't affect the future development of the Primordial Era, right?

Luo Xuan felt a little guilty.

Shouyang Mountain.

After thousands of years of development, the Human Race's scale had long surpassed its original size.

The area around Shouyang Mountain was filled with Human Race tribes.

At regular intervals, a massive alchemy room could be seen.

Inside, humans were seated, intently watching the Alchemy Furnace before them.

The alchemy rooms on Shouyang Mountain were much larger than they had been thousands of years ago.

They were also completely full, with a peerlessly beautiful woman, exuding an ethereal aura, walking slowly among them.

It was Leng Yan.

Leng Yan was undoubtedly much more mature than before. Every movement carried a mystical charm, and she would occasionally stop to point out errors in others' alchemy.

After Luo Xuan left, Leng Yan had taken over his task, beginning to teach the newly emerged Human Race the art of alchemy.

Aside from the alchemy rooms, everything else on Shouyang Mountain was far better than when Luo Xuan was there.

Only the residence of the Three Ancestors remained as it always had.

And at this moment, the Three Ancestors' residence was welcoming an important guest.

"Fellow Daoist Shu Xin, we meet again," Suiren Shi said with a smile, cupping his hands.

Before him sat a woman with fair skin and emerald green hair cascading to her waist.

Although her face was covered in green dye, her exquisite beauty was still evident, no different from the Human Race.

Only a pair of long, pointed ears protruding from the sides revealed her identity as an outsider.

One of the myriad races of the Primordial Era, the Tree Spirit Race.

Shu Xin smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Suiren, don't you want to see me?"

Suiren Shi waved his hand and chuckled, "Of course not. Are you here for over a thousand Wind and Rain Body Nourishing Pills again?"

Even now, ten thousand pills were a significant order for the Human Race.

Shu Xin smiled and nodded, "Yes, the usual. Fellow Daoist Suiren, who in the Primordial Era doesn't know of your Human Race's reputation for pills that scent the air for miles?"

Shu Xin also felt a sense of awe. Nowadays, almost everyone in the Primordial Era had at least one pill from the Human Race; it would be embarrassing not to.

"Is that so?"

Suiren Shi beamed.

Although his face had more wrinkles than a thousand years ago, he was more spirited than ever.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Suiren Shi's eyes flickered, and he hesitated slightly before speaking.

"Fellow Daoist Shu Xin, I will have this batch of pills ready as soon as possible. And it's alright even if you don't use Spiritual Roots. I have a small request."

Shu Xin's eyes lit up, and she asked curiously, "Why don't Fellow Daoist Suiren tell me?"

After all, the Human Race had always been protected by the Witch Clan. What kind of favor did Suiren Shi need from them?

However, getting over a thousand pills for free was quite tempting for Shu Xin.

Suiren Shi said, "The cultivation techniques of the Tree Spirit Race are incredibly profound. I wonder if we could observe them?"

Upon hearing this, Shu Xin immediately stood up and said without thinking, "Absolutely not!"

Shu Xin looked at Suiren Shi warily. If she didn't know Suiren Shi and the nature of the Human Race, she would have either attacked him or left immediately.

Seeing this, Suiren Shi quickly said, "Fellow Daoist Shu Xin, don't rush. I know that cultivation techniques are the foundation of a race."

"If Fellow Daoist Shu Xin is willing, in the future, the Human Race will refine pills for the Tree Spirit Race free of charge, without any compensation. Additionally, we will negotiate with the Witch Clan and assist the Tree Spirit Race when necessary."

Seeing Suiren Shi's sincere gaze, a flicker of hesitation crossed Shu Xin's eyes.

A moment later, Shu Xin still shook her head and said, "Fellow Daoist Suiren, other things can be discussed, but the matter of cultivation techniques is absolutely impossible."

Suiren Shi's eyes showed disappointment, and he sighed, "Is that so? Then I won't force it. We will definitely expedite the pills you mentioned, Fellow Daoist Shu Xin."

Seeing that Suiren Shi wasn't forcefully obstructing her, Shu Xin breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

Suiren Shi sat back on the stone stool, dejected.

A moment later, Youchaoshi and Ziyi Clan pushed the door open and entered.

"How was it? Did the Tree Spirit Race agree?"

Suiren Shi gave a bitter smile and said, "No."

"As expected."

Even though they knew the answer, a flicker of disappointment still flashed in Youchaoshi and Ziyi Clan's eyes.

The myriad races of the Primordial Era placed immense importance on their cultivation methods, treating them as precious treasures.

Despite approaching many races, none agreed to share their techniques, with the exception of the Tree Spirit Race.

Youchaoshi sighed, saying, "It's a shame the Witch Clan's Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique can only be cultivated by those with Witch Clan blood."

"Perhaps our Human Race is just too special," Ziyi Clan chimed in.

It wasn't that other races hadn't offered cultivation methods before; it was just that the Human Race couldn't practice them.

"Could this be the price of alchemy?"

The Human Race's lives were improving, yet they suffered from a lack of cultivation methods. The Three Ancestors watched this with great concern.

Just then, Suiren Shi and the others frowned.

"Is a powerful being coming to our Shouyang Mountain?"

The next moment, the three figures vanished, reappearing on the peak of Shouyang Mountain in an instant.

However, upon seeing who had arrived, the wariness in their eyes was replaced by surprise.

"Greetings, Senior Laozi."

The three bowed. Suiren Shi looked somewhat confused. "Senior Laozi, have you come to Shouyang Mountain because that brat Luo Xuan made some mistake?"

Seeing their anxious expressions, Laozi smiled faintly.

"Luo Xuan is fine; you needn't worry. I've come to impart the Dao, moved by the Human Race's hardship in lacking cultivation methods."

"What? Is what Senior said true?"

Suiren Shi and the others were ecstatic. If not for Laozi's confident gaze, they would have thought they had misheard.

It was truly a case of "just when you're sleepy, someone sends you a pillow!"

News of Laozi coming to impart the Dao to the Human Race spread like wildfire.

With the assistance of everyone, Shouyang Mountain quickly erected a massive stone platform for the sermon.

Before long, all the humans had gathered on Shouyang Mountain.

Laozi was surrounded by an impenetrable crowd.

Once everyone was seated, Laozi slowly began his sermon.

As Laozi started speaking, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and everyone listened intently.

Three thousand years passed in this manner.

As the last word left Laozi's lips, he felt something within him stir.

"This is the Merit left by Father God Pangu!"

Joy surged in Laozi's eyes.

He had thought all the Merit had been refined, never expecting so much to remain hidden within him.

Laozi leaped into the air.

Instantly, an unparalleled aura swept across the Primordial Era.

Within Phoenix Perch Mountain, Nuwa suddenly opened her eyes.

"Laozi has achieved sainthood."

Chapter 31: Di Jun Panics

Following Nuwa, all the other powerful beings in the Primordial Era were also alerted by this aura.

They immediately detected the commotion on Shouyang Mountain.

"That is... Laozi! Laozi has achieved sainthood!"

All the powerful beings looked at Laozi in the sky, their hearts shaken.

When Laozi's aura had completely stabilized, he opened his eyes, and two beams of light shone from them.

Laozi slowly retracted his aura and then descended.

"Thank you, Senior," the Three Ancestors quickly stepped forward, looking at Laozi with great emotion.

Laozi, however, immediately noticed the figure sitting behind the Three Ancestors.

"The sermon has ended. Why has this child not yet awakened?"

Seeing Laozi's question, Suiren Shi replied sheepishly, "Forgive us, Senior. His name is Xuan Du. He was supposed to awaken along with everyone else when the sermon ended."

"It's just that when Senior's aura erupted just now, Xuan Du seemed to have gained some new insight."

Laozi blinked. "Because of my aura?"

Seeing the signs of breakthrough emanating from Xuan Du, Laozi's eyes revealed a hint of a smile.

"This child seems to resonate well with my Dao."

"I will take him as my disciple once he awakens. Please excuse the disturbance these past few days."