Return to Jie Sect and Sleep with Him for a Year First

After hearing all this, Xian Junyu understood as well.

In other words, when it came to Laozi's two younger brothers, he would favor neither side nor help either side. But if the Heavenly Dao wished to aid one side, there was nothing he could do about it.

Heavenly Dao Saints appeared to be the strongest beings in the Primordial, existences that could neither die nor be destroyed, but beneath the surface, they were merely puppets living under the Heavenly Dao.

"I see. I think I understand..."

Xian Junyu did not say anything more.

What could he say about puppets who obeyed the Heavenly Dao...

"Yu'er, I've answered your questions. Now let me ask you—how do you think the Three Teachings will develop in the future?"

After answering Xian Junyu's questions, Laozi turned the question back on him.

He also wished to know how Xian Junyu viewed the future of the Three Teachings.

However, Xian Junyu merely shook his head helplessly and said calmly, "Those who are not of the same path will never be of the same path. Forcing it will ultimately be like pouring a cup of water on a cartload of firewood—utterly futile..."

"Houtu is no longer of the Witch Clan; there is already precedent. The Three Pure Ones... sigh..."

The meaning of his words was obvious. Houtu, the Saint, was no longer part of the Witch Clan, and the Three Pure Ones would ultimately part ways as well.

He had originally intended to preserve the Three Pure Ones, but now he had completely let go. Let nature take its course. No matter how the Three Pure Ones fought, they would not truly strike to kill.

"Is that so... Sigh... Let nature take its course..."

Laozi said nothing more upon hearing this. He had foreseen this situation long ago, so it did not surprise him in the slightest.

Just then, movement came from the Alchemy Furnace. Clearly, the Nine-Revolving Golden Elixir was ready to emerge.

Laozi immediately gave his whisk a gentle flick. The Alchemy Furnace opened, and a glittering golden elixir floated out.

The instant the golden elixir appeared, the Elixir Tribulation descended as well. Tribulation lightning struck the elixir nine times in succession before finally dispersing.

"I never expected the Nine-Revolving Golden Elixir to draw an Elixir Tribulation. No wonder it is so difficult to refine..." Xian Junyu could not help sighing in admiration.

Refining this single Nine-Revolving Golden Elixir had taken a full ten years, showing just how difficult it was.

"For the elixir to be completed in ten years is already very fast. Since you can refine the Nine-Revolving Golden Elixir, Yu'er, your alchemy has already reached fruition. If you wish to improve further, you must walk your own Elixir Dao!"

Laozi stored the Nine-Revolving Golden Elixir in his gourd and spoke calmly.

A Nine-Revolving Alchemist had already reached the current pinnacle. If one wished to refine golden elixirs of an even higher grade, one had to carve out an Elixir Dao of one's own.

"My alchemy has reached fruition. This disciple thanks First Senior Uncle for a thousand years of instruction!" Xian Junyu performed the ceremony of a disciple and bowed to thank Laozi.

First Senior Uncle Laozi had been his teacher on the path of alchemy, so it was only right that he bowed in the manner of a disciple.

Seeing this, Laozi slightly raised a hand and used Immortal Power to support Xian Junyu back up.

"To master alchemy in such a short time is due to Yu'er's own talent. Without talent, even teaching for hundreds of thousands of years would be useless!"

"Though this may not be appropriate to say, First Senior Uncle must still say it: I look forward to your future in the Elixir Dao!"

Laozi said calmly.

In Jie Sect, Xian Junyu was unlike Xuandu in Renjiao. He could not afford to care too little about cultivation and simply refine elixirs while cultivating.

Jie Sect had many disciples. As the Senior Disciple Brother, he needed formidable cultivation to keep the disciples beneath him in line.

"Yes, this disciple understands!"

Whether it was alchemy or Artifact Refining, he would not give either up. After all, with the system, he had no need to cultivate.

He had plenty of time to study such things.

"Here is a gourd of top-grade Nine-Revolving Golden Elixirs. Some were refined by you, and some by me. Take them all together!"

As he spoke, that gourd of golden elixirs flew out from Laozi's side.

"This disciple thanks First Senior Uncle!"

After receiving the golden elixirs, Xian Junyu cupped his hands and thanked him once more. The gourd contained many different kinds of golden elixirs.

Although he could refine them himself, having such a gourd would still save him a great deal of time.

"No need for such ceremony. Go on, go on!"

"Yes, this disciple takes his leave!"

After bowing yet again, Xian Junyu left the Alchemy Chamber, preparing to depart and return to Jie Sect.

Not long after he came out, he encountered Xuandu once more at a bend in the path.

"Greetings, Senior Disciple Brother!"

"Xuandu, Junior Brother!"

The two exchanged formal greetings. Perhaps knowing they were about to part again, neither knew whether their next meeting would be thousands or tens of thousands of years from now.

In the Primordial, cultivation knew no passage of years. No one had that much leisure.

"I thought Senior Disciple Brother would remain here for a long time. I never expected you to achieve success after merely a thousand years. Senior Disciple Brother's talent for alchemy truly is extraordinary..."

Xuandu could not help sighing over this as well.

Look at him—he could refine artifacts and concoct pills, and even his cultivation had reached Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. Compared to him, he truly had accomplished nothing.

"Junior Brother Xuandu, there is no need to be like this. Everyone has something suited to them; there is no need to deliberately chase after anything. You are no worse than anyone else!"

"You are Renjiao's only disciple. As long as you proceed step by step, your future will surely be promising!"

Xian Junyu spoke calmly.

This Innate Human Race, Xuandu, was quite talented—at the very least, he was no inferior to Duobao. Becoming a Quasi-Saint powerhouse in the future would not be a problem.

But compared to him, Xuandu was far, far behind.

"Sigh, perhaps. Then Junior Brother will borrow Senior Disciple Brother's auspicious words!"

As he spoke, Xuandu wore a bitter smile. In any case, he would never compare himself to Senior Disciple Brother Xian Junyu again. It was simply too demoralizing.

"Junior Brother Xuandu, let us meet again another day. I should return to the Jie Sect as well; things in the sect are probably still unsettled."

"Alright, then I will not keep Senior Disciple Brother. Let us meet again another day!"

"Farewell..."

After exchanging farewells, Xian Junyu mounted a cloud and left Renjiao directly, flying back toward the Jie Sect.

Now that the preliminary preparations were more or less complete, it was time for him to consider laying out the next pieces on the board.

He did not go to his Master's Daoist Sanctuary, but returned directly to his own Cave Dwelling. After being away from it for so many years, he was starting to miss home.

Upon returning to his Cave Dwelling, he sprawled straight onto a reclining chair.

"Ah... this feels great. For the past several thousand years, I was either locked in confinement or running everywhere to learn things. Now that I'm more or less done being busy, it's time to get some rest!"

"I've worked hard for so many years; taking a break isn't too much to ask, is it? Let's set a small goal first—sleep for a year!"

With that, he leaned back in the reclining chair and fell asleep.

Over two thousand years had passed, and his cultivation had been pushed by the system from the Initial Stage Seventh Layer Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal to the Middle Stage Second Layer Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. He was also drawing ever closer to the Quasi-Saint realm.

According to Xian Junyu's own estimation, within a few thousand years, he would attain Quasi-Saint cultivation and become one of Primordial's foremost powerhouses.

He lay on that reclining chair for a full ten days.

On the eleventh day, Water Child by Tongtian's side arrived, utterly shattering Xian Junyu's plan to sleep for a year.

"Senior Disciple Brother, Senior Disciple Brother, are you there..."

When no response came, Water Child kept knocking and shouting at the top of his lungs, completely unconcerned about whether he was disturbing anyone.

After three minutes of nonstop noise, Xian Junyu finally could not take it anymore and woke up.

"Ahhh... damn Water Child, you actually dare disturb my cultivation!"