Primordial Creation Art

Laozi collected the Merit, and after handing the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda to Lu Changsheng, he suddenly remembered that Lu Changsheng was protected by the Heavenly Dao.

What was the use of this defensive supreme treasure?

So he asked curiously:

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, you have deep fortune and blessings. No one under the Primordial World's Heavenly Dao can harm you.

Why do you still want this Exquisite Pagoda?"

Upon hearing Laozi's inquiry, Lu Changsheng casually tossed the pagoda aside and said as a matter of course:

"It looks nice!

My Changsheng Palace is currently changing its interior design style.

Having only the Northern Profound Origin Water Control Banner feels a bit monotonous.

So I'll place the Exquisite Pagoda here to add some flair!"

Hearing Lu Changsheng's answer, everyone was dumbfounded.

Are words truly that powerful?

This was even more overbearing than a Saint!

Witnessing Lu Changsheng's extravagant actions, Kunpeng and the other two wailed internally.

This was a Saint's Companion Spiritual Treasure!

The number one defensive supreme treasure in the Primordial World.

It was comparable to an Innate Supreme Treasure.

And he was using it as mere decoration?

If anyone else had said this, they would have been killed on the spot.

But this was Lu Changsheng.

A being protected by the Heavenly Dao.

Someone no one in the Primordial World dared to provoke.

"Alas... only the Great Master could do something like this!

I truly wonder how much Merit the Great Master has to squander."

The three suppressed their emotions and sighed with envy.

As the three subordinates were sighing, Lu Changsheng turned his gaze towards Primordial Heavenly Lord and Sect Master Tongtian.

With a hint of a smile in his eyes, he said:

"I heard your Innate Supreme Treasures--"

Before Lu Changsheng could finish, Primordial Heavenly Lord and Sect Master Tongtian waved their hands repeatedly:

"Don't even think about it, absolutely impossible!"

Lu Changsheng drew out his words, eager to try:

"Oh--is that so--?"

However, Primordial Heavenly Lord and Sect Master Tongtian knew they absolutely couldn't let him try.

If he tried, their supreme treasures would likely "pass on to the next life."

Who could withstand so much Merit!

Without such supreme treasures, their strength would undoubtedly plummet.

If they encountered danger then, they might not even be able to protect themselves.

After all, in the Great Desolation World, strength was the foundation of existence.

Therefore, Sect Master Tongtian and Primordial Heavenly Lord categorically refused:

"Fellow Daoist, no need to say more!

We really can't sell it this time!"

Seeing how stingy the two were, Lu Changsheng could only pout helplessly.

He sighed with a sense of loss:

"My heart is so tired, I have so much Merit in my hands but nowhere to spend it?

Are you saying Merit is no longer tempting?

Or have you all earned enough?"

Hearing Lu Changsheng's ostentatious remark, the Saints and Kunpeng's two companions felt their scalps tingle.

What kind of words are these for a normal living being to say?

It's truly infuriating.

Just as the Saints were trembling in fear, the Two Sages of the West secretly sighed, lamenting how little Merit they had obtained. They then shamelessly put on a fawning smile and asked:

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, do you still need to create more Great Thousand Worlds? We can help, and we're very fast!"

Upon hearing the words of the Two Sages of the West, the other Saints cast disdainful glances at them.

In their view, creating Great Thousand Worlds was utterly useless. Not only did it consume time and effort, but it also depleted their Saint Origin, making it truly troublesome.

Unless it was for the sake of prestige when establishing their Dao fields, perhaps some powerful beings would be willing to expend the effort to create one.

But one was enough. What use was there in creating more? The Two Sages of the West were purely and shamelessly trying to leech off Merit.

However, this was their usual thick-skinned nature, and the Saints had long grown accustomed to it.

Yet, no one expected that Lu Changsheng's eyes would light up upon hearing the Two Sages of the West's almost roguish flattery.

This made the Saints' hearts tighten—after all, this individual always acted unpredictably.

"Oh—your suggestion is quite interesting!"

Lu Changsheng looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

His sole focus was on squandering his wealth.

If he exchanged for treasures, he would soon run out of things to exchange for, as treasures were limited.

Even if he exchanged for all the treasures, it wouldn't consume much of his Merit.

But creating Great Thousand Worlds was an endless endeavor; he could create as many as he wanted.

For every Great Thousand World he created as a Dao field, the System allowed him to consume ten million Merit—wasn't this much faster than exchanging for treasures?

Thinking this, Lu Changsheng's face broke into a heroic smile, and he declared loudly:

"I have decided. From today onwards, I will hire the Six Sages to create Great Thousand Worlds for me.

The reward for creating one will be ten million Merit.

The more you work, the more you earn. No cheating, honest dealing!"

Upon hearing Lu Changsheng's decision, the Two Sages of the West smiled so widely their eyes became slits.

The other Saints, however, were stunned by his words.

You're just a Quasi-Saint, and you don't even have many disciples. What do you need so many Great Thousand Worlds as Dao fields for? Is your Merit so abundant that it itches, and you can't stand it unless you burn it all away?

Laozi could not fathom what was inside Lu Changsheng's mind.

He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Fellow Daoist Changsheng, what is your ultimate goal in creating so many Great Thousand Worlds as Dao fields?"

Laozi truly couldn't understand why Lu Changsheng insisted on doing these seemingly meaningless things.

Hearing Laozi's question, Lu Changsheng replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "Why? What other reason could there be? Isn't it simply because I want to? I have too much Merit and nowhere to spend it, so I'm itching to burn it!"

As soon as he said this, the Six Saints were all speechless, their expressions nearly collapsing.

Were these human words?

The Six Saints couldn't understand why Lu Changsheng always seemed to have a grudge against Merit, wanting to spend it all the moment he saw it.

His attitude was as if squandering Merit was a form of revenge.

It even made them somewhat wish they could experience that feeling.

But Merit was too precious; even spending a tiny bit would make them feel pained.

Unlike the Six Saints' intense reactions, Kunpeng and the other two remained quite calm.

There was no helping it; after following the Great Master for so long, they had long since become numb.

They were tired. This was how it was. Whatever happened, happened.

After a period of shock, the Six Saints accepted Lu Changsheng's proposal.

Complaining aside, who besides Lu Changsheng would truly go against Merit?

With this thought, the Six Saints each received a Primordial Spirit imprint from Lu Changsheng.

As long as they imprinted this mark within the Origin of the Great Thousand Worlds they created, Lu Changsheng would effectively control that world.

And in return, they would receive ten million Merit.

After receiving the imprints, the Saints departed one after another.

After all, they had obtained so much Merit this time; they had to quickly refine it to improve their cultivation.

Once the Saints had all taken their leave, Lu Changsheng casually took out the Realm-Breaking Elixir gifted by Laozi and swallowed it in one gulp.

The spiritual elixir transformed into a vast torrent of magical power, surging into his Purple Mansion acupoints.

The Great Dao Primordial Creation Art he cultivated began to circulate, and the Three Thousand Laws Dao Seeds within his body all began to evolve.

As they evolved, Great Dao Divine Runes flowed, and the Three Thousand Laws surrounded his body.

Occasionally, a wisp of Great Dao Law's might, capable of causing palpitations, emanated from him.

It wasn't long before the majestic and terrifying might of the Great Dao Laws enveloped the entire Wuji Heaven.

Lu Changsheng casually broke through to the mid-stage Quasi-Saint realm.

But this was far from enough.

After breaking through, he picked the nine spiritual fruits from the Yellow Middle Plum.

He ate them all as snacks in one go, yet still felt unsatisfied.

He then took out Nine-Turn Golden Elixirs, eating them one after another as if they were candy.

This extravagant behavior made Kunpeng and the other two onlookers wince repeatedly in pain.

The years of the Primordial World flowed by without notice.

Time flew, and a hundred years passed.

At this moment, within Wuji Heaven, Lu Changsheng, who was tasting spiritual fruits, suddenly sensed something.

The profound mysteries of the Great Dao circulated, and the Primordial Creation Art cycled through his body.

Within him, the Three Thousand Dao Seeds began to evolve and deduce.

Immediately after, his body emitted bursts of muffled thunderous roars.

In the next instant, the Three Thousand Laws intertwined and ascended.

Endless Great Dao Divine Runes coiled around his body.

Golden lotuses, each containing the essence of the Laws, bloomed one after another.

Their brilliance was dazzling, illuminating all realms.

In a flash, the Three Thousand Great Daos surrounded his form.

The aura of the Laws permeated the Wuji Heaven and Earth.

Witnessing Lu Changsheng's might during his breakthrough, Kunpeng and the other two shook their heads in admiration:

"As expected of the Great Master, in just a hundred years, he has broken through from the early-stage Quasi-Saint all the way to the late-stage Quasi-Saint!

This speed is unmatched in the Primordial World!"

Regarding Lu Changsheng's heaven-defying aptitude, Kunpeng and the other two were already accustomed to it.

After all, they often saw Lu Changsheng casually eating Golden Elixirs and spiritual fruits while breaking through without any warning.

In just a hundred years, they had witnessed this scene three times.

"Indeed, no one can compare.

After all, who else can treat so many spiritual fruits and Golden Elixirs as snacks?

Only the Great Master in this world."

East King Duke sighed softly.

Over the past hundred years, Lu Changsheng had consumed countless spiritual fruits and immortal elixirs.

He only ate Innate spiritual fruits, and only recognized Nine-Turn quality Golden Elixirs.

Such extravagance was unimaginable for ordinary cultivators.

Of course, his Innate foundation was also key.

If his foundation were insufficient, even consuming all the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth would be difficult to advance.

At the same time, as Lu Changsheng continued to sow Merit...

The Primordial World was ushering in a surging wave of breakthroughs!

Countless beings consecutively broke through and advanced.

Within the Green-striped Silver Rhinoceros Clan, an aura of a Quasi-Saint enveloped the entire clan.

Elders of the Red-horned Sky Ox Clan cast their gazes over.

"Didn't Old Monster Silver Rhinoceros stagnate at the peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm for a million years?"

A Sky Ox elder murmured with a frown.

"I heard he just returned from Wuji Heaven. It seems he really exchanged for Merit."

The Sky Ox Clan Leader said, looking in the direction of Wuji Heaven with longing in his eyes.

In the East Sea, within the Mystic Spirit Whale Clan.

A wave of Quasi-Saint pressure suddenly spread out, startling the entire sea area.

The Mystic Spirit Whale clan was filled with excitement.

"Ancestor Mystic Whale has finally entered the Quasi-Saint realm!"

"This trip to Wuji Heaven was indeed not in vain."

"From now on, our clan will also have a Quasi-Saint guarding us, and we will no longer have to fear the bullying of the Great Cloth Dragon Shark clan."

A Mystic Spirit Whale clansman said joyfully.

The East Sea was ruled by the Dragon Clan over all races, but disputes between the various clans had never ceased.

Another Mystic Spirit Whale, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, looked towards Wuji Heaven with longing in his eyes:

"One day, I will also go to Wuji Heaven and break through to Grand Unity with Merit!"

On Haoran Peak, Ancestor Thunder, who had been trapped for a million years, broke through his bottleneck and entered the late-stage Quasi-Saint realm.

The Sea of Blood churned, and red light shot into the sky. Ancestor Ming He ascended to the peak, successfully breaking through.

Across the Primordial World, scenes of breaking through were visible everywhere.

Countless beings with shallow foundations and mediocre talent had broken through their limits thanks to Lu Changsheng's Merit.

Wuji Heaven was now regarded by all living beings as a sacred land of the Primordial World, a symbol of Merit.

Lu Changsheng, with his own power, had elevated the strength of the entire Primordial World by one level!

Among them, the Witch and Demon clans, as the overlords of heaven and earth, had undergone the most significant changes.

On this day, within the Demon Race Heavenly Court.

"Congratulations to His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

All the demon generals knelt and bowed in unison.

Fuxi and Eastern Emperor Taiyi smiled as they looked at Di Jun, who had just emerged from seclusion and broken through to the Quasi-Saint peak.

"Congratulations to the Demon Emperor on reaching the Quasi-Saint peak."

Fuxi cupped his fists in congratulation.

Taiyi also spoke with excitement:

"From this moment on, our Demon Clan will surely stand at the pinnacle of the Primordial World!"