Wrong

Suiren Shi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up with delight. "Not at all, not at all."

This was another human disciple accepted by Laozi after Luo Xuan!

Laozi smiled faintly. "I will stay at Shouyang Mountain for a few days. If you encounter any problems in your cultivation, feel free to come to me."

[The host has been detected refining a Six-Revolutions Profound Origin One-Qi Pill. Quality: supreme.]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained a Low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure: Demon Binding Rope.]

As the system's voice faded, Luo Xuan walked out of Taiqing Palace.

He continued muttering thoughtfully, "So that's how it is..."

The next moment, Luo Xuan's eyes froze slightly.

Not far away, Yuanshi and Tongtian approached him with beaming smiles.

However, no matter how Luo Xuan looked at those smiles, they seemed vaguely ill-intentioned.

Just as he was about to return to Taiqing Palace, Yuanshi grabbed him.

"Luo, Nephew Disciple, the two of us have always treated you well."

"Tell us, what did Eldest Brother say to you before he left?"

The way the two of them looked at him was like two big grey wolves staring at a little white rabbit, with a faint green glint in their eyes.

Luo Xuan was caught between laughter and tears...

Before long, Yuanshi and Tongtian established the Chan Sect and Interception Sect, and both became Saints in succession.

That aura once again shocked the mighty figures throughout the Primordial World.

Especially the two Daoists on Mount Sumeru in the west.

Zhunti said with a mournful expression, "Senior Brother, the Three Pure Ones have also become Saints."

Zhunti felt rather uncertain. Back then, of the six people seated on the meditation platforms in Zixiao Palace, only the two of them had yet to become Saints.

Jieyin was also utterly puzzled. "That shouldn't be. So much time passed between Nuwa becoming a Saint and Laozi becoming one. How did the Three Pure Ones become Saints one after another in such a short time this time?"

Even if they were beaten to death, they would never have guessed that the root of it all was merely a little human on Kunlun Mountain...

Zhunti's face fell. "Senior Brother, what should we do?"

Jieyin hardened his heart and gritted his teeth. "The Three Pure Ones were able to attain sainthood by preaching the Dao and establishing sects. We can do the same!"

"We, your junior and senior brothers, hereby swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao."

"From this day forth, we establish the Western Teachings, preach in the west, and enlighten all living beings!"

"If we become Saints, we will certainly guard this place and revive the west!"

"Rumble!"

An endless stream of merit descended into the west, causing the hearts of every mighty figure to tremble.

"Another Saint! Jieyin and Zhunti of the west have also become Saints!"

"How exactly did they cultivate? How could they be so fast?!"

Zhen Yuanzi gazed deeply at the golden merit in the sky.

"The heavens of the Primordial World have changed..."

Originally, Dao Ancestor Hongjun was Merged with Heavenly Dao, while Nuwa had a tranquil personality and lived in seclusion.

The strongest beings in the Primordial World were the Quasi-Saints.

But now, as those people successively advanced to Sainthood, even Quasi-Saints had to bow their heads.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

In Heavenly Court, Demon Emperor Di Jun collapsed lifelessly onto his throne.

When Heavenly Court had first been established, Di Jun and Tai Yi had been filled with such lofty ambition.

In their eyes, the entire Primordial World belonged to their Demon Race.

Even when Nuwa became a Saint, they had not cared much. After all, Nuwa was also one of the Demon Emperors of their Heavenly Court.

But now, Saints kept appearing one after another. Did they think Saints were cabbages?

There were five of them!

Tai Yi consoled him from the side. "Eldest Brother, don't worry. Even if the Primordial World has gained several more Saints, the Demon Race occupies half the Primordial World. Surely they can't attack our Heavenly Court?"

Di Jun shook his head repeatedly. "Second Brother, you don't understand. The western Jieyin and Zhunti are one thing, but the key is the Three Pure Ones..."

Luo Xuan was Laozi's first disciple. When Kunpeng had intercepted Luo Xuan back then, Di Jun still had not known what Laozi's attitude would be.

Moreover, Laozi was now preaching to the human race!

Whenever he recalled Heavenly Court's army pressing down on Shouyang Mountain, then thought of the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun felt as though three great mountains had been added to his heart.

"No! We absolutely cannot sit around and wait for death! Do any of you Demon Gods have a solution?"

Di Jun hurriedly turned his gaze toward Bai Ze and the others in the hall.

Bai Ze glanced left and right. Seeing that no one spoke, he gently waved his feather fan and said, "Lord Di Jun, why not invite Empress Wa back?"

Seeing Di Jun's expression turn cold, Bai Ze knew that this solution was impossible and quickly changed his words.

"Without Empress Wa, it would also work if you or Lord Eastern Emperor broke through to Sainthood."

Only Saints could deal with Saints.

Di Jun snorted coldly. "Naturally, I know that. But even after establishing the Demon Race and Heavenly Court, we have yet to find the way."

"Perhaps we must completely defeat the Witch Clan and unify the Primordial World."

At those words, everyone fell silent, including Bai Ze.

For several thousand years, the Witch Clan and Demon Race had clashed constantly.

Yet even now, the Demon Race had failed to find a way to break through the Witch Clan's physical bodies, so they had always been at a disadvantage.

How easy would it be to make the Demon Race the overlord of the Primordial World?

Seeing the troubled expressions on everyone's faces, Di Jun's expression darkened as well.

At this moment, Kunpeng's eyes shifted, and he stepped forward.

"Lord Di Jun, I have an idea. Although it cannot give Heavenly Court another Saint, it can greatly increase Heavenly Court's strength—at the very least, enough to make Laozi wary."

Di Jun's eyes lit up. "Demon Master, please speak!"

Kunpeng smiled, looking utterly confident. "Yin and Yang were transformed from the two eyes of the Great God Pangu."

"If Lord Di Jun marries the two divine maidens on the Yin Star..."

"When Yin and Yang converge, Heavenly Court's strength will certainly increase greatly."

"Xihe and Changxi?" Di Jun was slightly stunned.

As a three-legged Golden Crow on the Sun Star, Di Jun naturally knew of them.

As he pondered, the light in Di Jun's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Good!"

A few days later, Xuan Du let out a loud shout and finally woke from his cultivation.

The stone platform beside him had not yet been dismantled, and Laozi had remained seated there the entire time.

The moment Xuan Du awoke, Laozi opened his eyes.

After learning that Laozi had accepted him as a disciple, Xuan Du was overjoyed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xuan Du returned to Kunlun Mountain with Laozi.

Wrong

On the pure-white clouds, an old man with an immortal bearing stood atop the cloudbank.

Behind him, a youth was half-crouched, looking rather constrained.

"Master, is this Kunlun?" Xuan Du asked curiously as he looked down.

A hint of reminiscence appeared in Laozi's eyes. Thousands of years ago, a youth had asked him the same question.

Laozi subconsciously said, "Such scenery may not exist even in the celestial heavens; the human realm's immortal paradise is boundless."

Xuan Du's eyes lit up. "What a fine poem! It suits Kunlun perfectly."

Laozi smiled. "Luo Xuan said that."

At the mention of Luo Xuan, Laozi gazed at Kunlun as though he wanted to see straight through it.

Three thousand years had passed. He wondered how Luo Xuan was doing.

"Luo Xuan—the senior who passed down the alchemy art several thousand years ago?"

The moment Luo Xuan was mentioned, Xuan Du suddenly became talkative.

"The three Ancestors mention Senior Luo every day."

"Back then, demons surrounded Shouyang Mountain. If Senior Luo hadn't appeared, the human race would probably still be having a very difficult time."

"And there's Senior Luo's alchemy. He brought down merit three times. The three Ancestors all said that it was the first time they had ever seen..."

"And there's more..."

Xuan Du chattered on about Luo Xuan's exploits. Although no one had seen Luo Xuan again on Shouyang Mountain, legends of Luo Xuan could be found everywhere.

The restrained expression Xuan Du had worn earlier had also relaxed considerably.

Laozi listened to Xuan Du without speaking, faint smiles flickering in the depths of his eyes.

Before long, Laozi brought Xuan Du back to Taiqing Palace.

As it happened, Luo Xuan was holding a Jade Slip and was not refining pills at the moment. When he saw Laozi, he hurriedly put down the Jade Slip in his hand.

"Master!"