The Heavenly Dao's Oath

Lu Changsheng glanced at the majestic Kunlun Mountain, nodded with a smile, and instructed:

"Transform into human form and announce my visit."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng quickly assumed his human form, responded respectfully, and then called out towards the mountain:

"Immortal Venerable Changsheng of Changsheng Palace on Wuji Peak, here to visit Saint Primordial!"

As soon as the words fell, Primordial Heavenly Lord, who was communing with the myriad realms and comprehending the Great Dao within Jade Void Palace, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes seemed to contain stars flickering and myriad spirits reincarnating.

Endless profound Dao principles circled his body, and the Merit of creation shone like golden armor, glittering brilliantly.

With a slight movement of his divine sense, he had already discerned the visitor outside the mountain.

Kunpeng was directly overlooked by him.

However, when his gaze fell upon Lu Changsheng, Primordial Heavenly Lord saw his immense fortune and the halo of Merit faintly appearing behind him, and could not help but sigh:

"Such profound fortune, this person's origin must be extraordinary."

His thoughts shifted, recalling the Heavenly Court being blessed by the Heavenly Dao not long ago, and he seemed to sense something:

"Could it be that person from the Heavenly Court?"

With this thought, Primordial Heavenly Lord transmitted his voice:

"Fellow Daoist, please enter."

Even as a Saint, facing someone with such deep fortune, Primordial dared not be overly dismissive.

Hearing this, Lu Changsheng stepped onto the Kunlun Mountain steps with Kunpeng.

Lu Changsheng left unharmed.

As Kunpeng was about to depart, Primordial Heavenly Lord suddenly shouted sternly:

"Creature with scales and horns, do not even think of setting foot on Kunlun Mountain!"

As the words fell, the might of a Saint erupted, Crushing Kunpeng completely. His half-raised foot hovered in the air, unable to advance or retreat.

Kunpeng knew clearly that if he took another step forward, The might of a Saint would descend and utterly obliterate his existence.

He swallowed hard with difficulty, And could only slowly retract his foot.

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng's expression turned displeased, And he said in a deep voice, "This is my Mount.

If I permit him to ascend, who dares to stop him?"

As his words fell, the Heavenly Dao responded, and his words became law.

The power of the Heavenly Dao immediately enveloped Kunpeng, And even Primordial Heavenly Lord could no longer move him in the slightest.

Feeling the protection of the Heavenly Dao's aura, Kunpeng's eyes welled up with tears, and he was filled with gratitude, Trembling, he said, "Thank you, Great Master!"

At this moment, Kunpeng was filled with relief, Knowing he had not followed the wrong person.

The Great Master was truly extremely protective of his own!

Primordial Heavenly Lord could not help but feel astonished:

"What is this person's origin, to be able to make words become law?"

While Primordial was in doubt, Lu Changsheng, with Kunpeng, ascended directly, Arriving at Jade Void Palace on the peak of Kunlun Mountain.

Although Primordial could not drive Kunpeng away due to the Heavenly Dao's will, He chose to ignore him.

He narrowed his eyes and asked Lu Changsheng:

"May I ask, Fellow Daoist, where were you born? What is your origin?"

Lu Changsheng smiled calmly and replied:

"Just an ordinary Innate divine being."

Hearing this, Kunpeng inwardly grumbled:

"You call this ordinary? Even Pangu reincarnated wouldn't get this treatment!"

Primordial Heavenly Lord was also speechless.

Knowing that Lu Changsheng didn't want to reveal his origins, he didn't press further. After all, he didn't dare to.

Primordial Heavenly Lord couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist Changsheng, what important matter brings you here this time?"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng also looked at Lu Changsheng curiously, equally puzzled as to why this Great Master would suddenly visit the land of a Saint.

Facing their probing gazes, Lu Changsheng remained composed and replied with a smile, "There's no major event for this trip. It's just that I wish to open up a Great Thousand World in my dojo, but my cultivation is limited. I'd like to ask Saint Primordial for his assistance. Actually, it's not..."

Before he could finish speaking, Primordial Heavenly Lord burst into laughter, enraged.

Saintly pressure descended abruptly, as if billions of mountains were crushing down, or a ferocious beast was roaring and staring, forcing Kunpeng to breathe rapidly, struggling to catch his breath.

"Hmph! Who do you think I am? You dare ask me to open up a Great Thousand World for you? Utterly absurd!" Primordial Heavenly Lord rebuked coldly.

Lu Changsheng, bearing profound Merit, was unfazed by the pressure. He chuckled lightly, his mind stirring, and vast golden light of Merit surged around him, illuminating the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Golden Wheels of Merit appeared, their radiance as brilliant as the sun, almost blinding Primordial Heavenly Lord.

"What... what are these?" Primordial Heavenly Lord was shocked. "How can any being in the Primordial World possess so many Golden Wheels of Merit?"

He found it hard to comprehend what kind of existence could gather such immense Merit, let alone refine it into Golden Wheels. Even he, who was self-assured, the true descendant of Pangu, one of the Six Sages of the Primordial World, had never dared to dream of possessing such a quantity of Golden Wheels of Merit after countless eons.

How could a Grand Unity Golden Immortal accumulate such a colossal amount of Merit?

Meanwhile, Kunpeng, though also dazzled by the golden light, thought that he might also obtain such Merit in the future, and a hidden joy welled up within him. He secretly glanced at Primordial Heavenly Lord, whose brows were tightly furrowed, and mused to himself.

"Hmph, after I receive that fifty million Merit in fifty thousand years, I'll definitely forge ninety-nine-- no, that seems too wasteful. I'll forge ninety-nine Golden Wheels of Merit, just like the Great Master, to blind everyone! By then, even if you're a Saint, what can you do to me!"

Kunpeng gazed at Lu Changsheng's increasingly majestic figure, filled with longing. This was the life that beings in the Primordial World dreamed of!

Lu Changsheng, seeing that the heaven-piercing golden light had shone for long enough and his eyes were starting to ache, slowly retracted the radiance. With a smile, he looked at Primordial Heavenly Lord, "Fellow Daoist Primordial, can we talk properly now?"

Primordial Heavenly Lord snapped back to attention, immediately concealing his earlier loss of composure. He raised his head, looked elsewhere, and snorted coldly.

Lu Changsheng knew that Primordial Heavenly Lord always cared about his reputation, so he didn't mind and continued, "I'm not asking you to help for free. If you open up a Great Thousand World for my dojo, I'll pay you one million Merit as compensation."

Lu Changsheng knew he couldn't directly ask the System for the exact number, so he could only probe with his offers step by step. If there were no limits, he would have offered trillions, tens of trillions in compensation—after all, the sooner he spent the Merit, the sooner he could attain the Dao and become a Saint.

Primordial Heavenly Lord was furious upon hearing this: "Fellow Daoist, what do you take me for, a Saint? How dare you order me around like this?" Although he no longer dared to suppress Lu Changsheng with Saintly might, he still had to vent his temper. Merit was good, but as a Saint of the Primordial World, bearing the Merit of Heaven's Creation, how could he be swayed by a mere million Merit— well, it was indeed quite a substantial amount. But a million Merit to get a Saint to act? Didn't Saints have dignity? Of course, these were thoughts Primordial Heavenly Lord would never voice. A dignified Saint, how could he stoop for a little Merit?

Kunpeng, watching this scene, felt a strange sense of familiarity. Yet, he couldn't pinpoint where the familiarity came from. "Strange, it feels so familiar."

Lu Changsheng, unaware of Kunpeng's thoughts, continued to probe by raising the price: "How about five million Merit to open up a Great Thousand World, Fellow Daoist?"

Hearing this figure, Primordial Heavenly Lord couldn't help but swallow. His heart was already stirred. But after all, he was a dignified Saint with a noble status— yet five million Merit was truly a lot! If he agreed for such Merit, wouldn't he be a laughingstock? Thinking this, he maintained a solemn expression and said, "Fellow Daoist, there's no need for further words.

I am Primordial Heavenly Lord, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Origin Sect, one of the Six Sages of the Primordial World.

How could I set such an example for my disciples?"

Although he refused, his tone had softened considerably.

After all, five million Merit was no small sum. Nuwa's creation of humans only yielded tens of millions, and his own Merit from the creation of the heavens wasn't much more.

He would have felt pained to refuse outright.

However, this sentiment could absolutely not be revealed.

Kunpeng listened from the side, feeling even more surprised.

"Strange, why does this scene feel increasingly familiar?

Where have I seen it before?"

Lu Changsheng was unaware of their thoughts, but based on past experience, he understood that Primordial Heavenly Lord was wavering.

Thus, his smile deepened, and he increased his offer again:

"Then how about eight million Merit!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Primordial Heavenly Lord's heart jolted violently.

Eight million Merit was incredibly precious in the Primordial World.

Even the Three Pure Ones would find it difficult not to be tempted by such a sum.

If it were the Two Sages of the West, they would have likely agreed long ago without regard for their dignity.

"Just who is this Lu Changsheng?"

He couldn't help but ponder inwardly, "To be able to casually offer eight million Merit just to open up a Great Thousand World?

Isn't that a bit too extravagant?"

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After roaring silently in his heart, Primordial Heavenly Lord maintained a calm facade.

He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, "I have already said, please, Fellow Daoist, do not bring it up again.

Please leave now!"

As he uttered the last sentence, it seemed as if all his strength was drained.

There was no help for it; eight million Merit was truly not a small sum.

If it weren't for the fact that the Three Pure Ones bore the Merit of creation and could still maintain their composure, anyone else would have likely become envious and lost their composure.

Kunpeng's brows furrowed tighter and tighter as he fell into deep contemplation.

Lu Changsheng, on the other hand, had already taken in Primordial Heavenly Lord's gritted-teeth expression, feeling an immense sense of satisfaction.

"I never expected that using Merit to bribe someone would bring such a delightful feeling."

He muttered to himself, his smile deepening, and then spoke to Primordial Heavenly Lord, "Since that's the case, then one million Merit."

"Ten million"

As the three words left his mouth, Primordial Heavenly Lord froze instantly.

In his eyes, Lu Changsheng, who was not far away, gradually changed. Just moments ago, he was merely a cultivator at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, but in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a walking Golden Cloud of Merit, radiating a tempting, brilliant glow as if beckoning to him.

Even Primordial Heavenly Lord, a direct descendant of Pangu and one of the Six Sages of the Primordial World who bore the Merit of creation, could no longer maintain his rationality.

What about face, what about dignity? In the face of such a massive amount of Merit, who could remain unmoved?

He immediately gazed intently at Lu Changsheng, his expression still solemn, and replied in a steady tone, "What Merit are we talking about? This humble one simply feels a special connection with Fellow Daoist.

Since Fellow Daoist has so warmly invited me, how can Primordial refuse to give face?"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng, who was standing nearby, suddenly showed a look of sudden realization. Wasn't this exactly the scene when he was taken as a mount? He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "There's no help for it, Great Master is just too generous..."

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, opening up a Great Thousand World is a somewhat tedious matter. Allow me to instruct my disciples and make some preparations before I come."

After making a Heavenly Dao Oath, Primordial Heavenly Lord said with a pleased tone.

"Fellow Daoist Primordial, please prepare yourself. I shall await your arrival at Wuji Peak!"

Lu Changsheng naturally understood that opening up a Great Thousand World required considerable effort.

Therefore, he readily nodded in agreement.

After a brief exchange, Lu Changsheng and Kunpeng left Kunlun Mountain.

They traversed through space and time towards Wuji Peak.

During their journey.

Kunpeng couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

"Great Master is truly magnificent and generous."