The Storm Is Coming

As soon as he saw Laozi, Luo Xuan said, "Master, I have a favor to ask."

Laozi said, "What is it?"

Luo Xuan pondered for a moment before saying, "Today, my cultivation reached a bottleneck. I feel that I'm not of much use here on Kunlun Mountain, so I want to travel through the Primordial World."

"With your aptitude, you only need to solidify your realm. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Laozi immediately refused, looking at Luo Xuan with some speechlessness.

Do you not know how abnormal you are?

"Master, I've made up my mind."

Seeing how resolute Luo Xuan was, Laozi hesitated for a moment before finally telling him the truth.

"You want to travel through the Primordial World? Naturally, I agree."

"It's just that the conflict between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race is growing more intense by the day. A great battle could erupt at any time. Why not wait until after the calamity before traveling through the Primordial World?"

Luo Xuan smiled and said, "Master, rest assured. I'm already a Mid Taiyi Golden Immortal."

"With my strength, there aren't many people in the Primordial World who can hurt me."

Luo Xuan naturally knew about the Witch-Demon Calamity.

It was precisely because he knew about it that he was determined to leave.

Di Jun's ten Golden Crows should have reached the age when they were growing mischievous.

When Hou Yi shot down the sun, Luo Xuan was worried that something might happen to Hou Yi.

Moreover, when it came to the battle between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race, the sword in Di Jun's hands would play a crucial role.

The Houtian Supreme Treasure, the Witch-Slaying Sword!

Though it was an Houtian Supreme Treasure, it possessed terrifying lethality against the Witch Clan. It could be said to exist specifically to break through the Witch Clan's physical bodies.

And the condition for Di Jun to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword was the slaughter of the human race!

Whenever he thought of this, Luo Xuan grew extremely worried. No matter what, he had to go back.

Laozi recalled the scene of Luo Xuan beating Duobao earlier.

His mind turned, and he realized that what Luo Xuan had said was indeed true.

Moreover, traveling through the Primordial World would indeed help Luo Xuan.

Thinking of this, Laozi finally nodded and agreed. "Since you've already made up your mind, I won't stop you."

Joy filled Luo Xuan's eyes. "Thank you, Master."

Seeing that Laozi looked troubled, Luo Xuan's heart stirred.

"Master, are you worried about Martial Uncles Yuanshi and Tongtian?"

Laozi smiled at Luo Xuan. "What do I have to worry about?"

Luo Xuan looked at Laozi with eyes like stars. "The conflict between the two Martial Uncles has been growing increasingly intense, hasn't it?"

Xuan Du looked at Luo Xuan in surprise. "Senior Brother, how did you figure that out?"

Over the years on Kunlun Mountain, he had constantly crossed paths with disciples of the other two Sects.

He had only noticed that the disciples of the two Sects were somewhat at odds. He hadn't seen any sign of what was to come.

Yet Senior Brother had been in seclusion all this time. How had he known? And he had sensed that things were even more serious than Xuan Du had.

Laozi also looked at Luo Xuan in surprise. "How did you know?"

"The Interpretation Sect teaches following Heaven's will, while the Interception Sect teaches seizing that sliver of life."

"When they first established their Sects and became Saints, I was happy for them as well."

"But their understanding of the Great Dao is different, and their doctrines are worlds apart."

The conflict between the two grew increasingly intense. Ever since Tongtian accepted Duobao as his disciple, Yuanshi had become even more dissatisfied.

If Laozi had not mediated between them, the two would certainly have argued until they were irreconcilable.

Laozi sighed softly, while Xuan Du stared at his Master with widened eyes.

This was the first time Laozi had spoken of their situation.

Luo Xuan said, "Master, there's no need to worry too much. Everything depends on destiny. Some things cannot be forced."

"Forcing things blindly will only produce the opposite result."

Laozi was slightly taken aback at his words and began to ponder.

A moment later, Laozi let out a laugh and scolded him with a smile. "You've been in seclusion for so long, and now you're lecturing me?"

Although he said this, Laozi felt considerably more at ease inside.

Luo Xuan smiled. "This disciple wouldn't dare."

Laozi snorted softly and stopped discussing the subject. "I won't stop you from traveling through the Primordial World."

"However, you've been comprehending the Pill Dao in seclusion. How are things now?"

"I'm still a little short of being able to refine a Seventh-grade Elixir." Luo Xuan wore a regretful expression.

Laozi's hand trembled beneath his Daoist robe.

Not only had his cultivation broken through to the Mid Taiyi stage, but his Pill Dao was also about to reach the point of refining a Seventh-grade Elixir?!

Laozi forced himself to remain calm and said, "Good. Come and refine a Six Revolutions Qiankun One Qi Pill. I'll test you."

Luo Xuan failed to notice anything amiss in Laozi's expression. He agreed and immediately opened the furnace to refine pills.

Soon, Luo Xuan smoothly placed spiritual roots and earthly treasures into the Alchemy Furnace, his movements seeming to have been tempered through countless trials.

At first, Laozi remained calm, but gradually, his eyes widened.

Chapter 35: A Storm Is Brewing

Shock filled Laozi's eyes.

"He didn't make even the slightest mistake..."

Laozi looked at Luo Xuan again.

Luo Xuan's cheeks were flushed red in the firelight.

Although he was already a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, several beads of sweat still slid down his forehead under the roasting of the Innate Spiritual Fire.

Only his eyes remained fixed on the Alchemy Furnace without blinking.

It was as if Laozi, Xuan Du, and everything around him no longer existed in his eyes.

[The host has been detected refining eight Six Revolutions Qiankun One Qi Pills. They have been assessed as supreme-grade.]

[Congratulations, host. You have obtained five drops of Demon God Gui Che Blood Essence.]

"Phew."

Luo Xuan let out a long breath and smiled at Laozi. "Master, how was it?"

"Supreme-grade pills! Senior Brother, you're amazing!"

Xuan Du picked up the pills from the Alchemy Furnace, his eyes wide with astonishment.

Under Laozi's influence, Xuan Du was already able to refine Third-grade Elixirs.

Under Luo Xuan's influence, Taiqing Palace had gradually begun distinguishing pills as low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, and supreme-grade.

It was precisely because he had become involved with pill refinement that Xuan Du truly understood how precious supreme-grade pills were.

And this was a Six Revolutions pill!

For a moment, the respect in Xuan Du's eyes as he looked at Luo Xuan deepened further.

Meanwhile, Laozi was already staring at Luo Xuan in a daze.

It was only Xuan Du's shout that brought him back to his senses.

He picked up one of the pills and rolled it between his fingers.

"Not bad, but you're still a little inferior to your Master."

"Really?" Luo Xuan picked up a pill, but he couldn't see what was wrong with it. He looked at Laozi suspiciously.

Laozi's eyes darted away, and he hurriedly coughed several times before saying, "Luo Xuan, since you're going to travel through the Primordial World, I'll teach you a technique next."

"This technique is called One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones. If you find yourself in danger, you can use it. Ordinary people won't be able to break through it at all."

Afraid that Luo Xuan would notice something amiss, Laozi turned and left as soon as he finished speaking.

Sure enough, Luo Xuan's eyes lit up when he heard the name One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, and he hurried after him.

Even Xuan Du followed behind Laozi, looking curious.

Not long afterward, a cloud flew out from Kunlun Mountain.

Luo Xuan sat cross-legged on it and circulated his Primordial Pill Body.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked down.

The stretches of mountain ranges appeared no larger than a palm in his eyes.

The farther he moved from Kunlun, the sparser the vegetation on the mountains and plains became, revealing yellow-brown earth.

Even the myriad races of the Primordial World that he had seen thousands of years ago had vanished without a trace.

"The Primordial World has actually become this desolate?"

Although he had not seen the Witch Clan or the Demon Race, Luo Xuan could imagine the friction between them.

Thinking of this, the cloud beneath Luo Xuan's feet sped up, flying rapidly toward Shouyang Mountain.

Yet before he could even see Shouyang Mountain, Luo Xuan slightly raised his head, and a cold glint flashed through his eyes.

The next moment, a group of bird demons flew toward Luo Xuan.

At a rough glance, there were at least several hundred of them, and nearly all were in the Golden Immortal Realm.

The enormous bird at their head was even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. He glared fiercely at Luo Xuan and shouted, "The Demon Race is handling business! Uninvolved parties, withdraw immediately!"