Recognizing Xuanxiao as His Father

"Poor Daoist Xuanxiao, since the two of you aren't here to cause me trouble, please come in." Xuanxiao waved his hand lightly, and the tightly shut doors of the Primordial Hall slowly opened. A mysterious and majestic aura rushed toward them.

The two of them were startled when they heard Xuanxiao's words.

"Xuanxiao? Isn't that the Dao Venerable whom the Heavenly Dao suddenly announced throughout the Primordial Wilderness? So he's the Dao Venerable! No wonder he has such strength. It seems we really came to apologize to the right person this time."

Shi Qilin and Mo Yuan exchanged a glance before walking straight into the hall.

However, the moment they stepped into the Primordial Hall, the two of them froze, their faces filled with shock.

"This... This isn't Thunder Marsh! When did we leave Thunder Marsh?" Mo Yuan's voice was filled with disbelief. They clearly remembered being in Thunder Marsh just moments ago, but now they were inside the Primordial Hall, where they could distinctly sense an aura completely different from that of Thunder Marsh.

Although Shi Qilin said nothing, his heart was equally unsettled. Even he had no idea how he had left Thunder Marsh.

"And why is there such a dense amount of Chaos Qi here?" Mo Yuan exclaimed in astonishment. "And this Chaos Qi isn't violently raging like the Chaos outside. Instead, it feels peaceful and gentle.

There are also the laws of the Great Dao. They're so dense that it feels as if we can directly touch the true essence of the Great Dao.

Compared to this place, our Kirin Cliff is hailed as a top-tier blessed paradise, but beside this place, it's practically a garbage dump!"

Hearing Mo Yuan's exclamation, Shi Qilin glared at him irritably and muttered inwardly, This foolish boy, he only ever tells the truth! Don't I have any dignity?

The moment Mo Yuan finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong. Especially after seeing Shi Qilin's sharp gaze, he hurriedly covered his mouth, afraid that he might say something inappropriate again.

When Xuanxiao heard Mo Yuan's words, he couldn't help but chuckle and thought to himself, With Mo Yuan's mouth, even cultivating the Causality Great Dao would be useless.

On the surface, however, Xuanxiao remained calm. He merely raised a hand slightly to gesture toward them. "Please, sit."

With Xuanxiao's gesture, two seats radiating gentle light appeared before him.

"Many thanks, Dao Venerable!"

The two of them hurriedly expressed their thanks before taking their seats.

"Dao Venerable, we shouldn't still be in Thunder Marsh, should we?" Shi Qilin looked at Xuanxiao curiously, his eyes filled with confusion.

Xuanxiao nodded slightly and replied gently, "Your perception is correct, Fellow Daoist. The place we are in now is the cultivation ground my elder brother and father prepared for me with great care. It is called the Primordial Realm."

The Dao Venerable is already so powerful. How terrifying must his elder brother and father be? Shi Qilin marveled inwardly, though his expression remained unchanged.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Shi Qilin looked at Xuanxiao intently and asked, "May I ask who your elder brother and father are?"

"My elder brother is Pangu. As for my father, it would be inconvenient to tell you." Xuanxiao spoke with a calm expression.

Hearing Xuanxiao's answer, Shi Qilin and Mo Yuan instantly stood dumbstruck.

"Pangu!!!" Mo Yuan couldn't help crying out, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"Senior, you... You're not joking, are you?" Mo Yuan stared fixedly at Xuanxiao, as if trying to find the answer on his face.

Pangu was the existence who created the Primordial World! It was no exaggeration to say that all of them, the living beings of the Primordial Wilderness, had been nurtured from Pangu.

If Xuanxiao really was Pangu's younger brother, wouldn't that make all of them Xuanxiao's juniors?

Although Mo Yuan was asking Xuanxiao, he understood that Xuanxiao could never deceive them about something like this.

No wonder even the Heavenly Dao respectfully calls him the Dao Venerable. So the Dao Venerable is Pangu's younger brother! Shi Qilin looked at Xuanxiao, his amazement plain to see.

"It's nothing worth mentioning. I was merely fortunate." Xuanxiao shook his head modestly.

With that, Xuanxiao waved his hand again. Rays of light flashed, and the table before Shi Qilin and Mo Yuan instantly filled with all kinds of spirit fruits.

The spirit fruits came in various shapes and sizes, each giving off an enticing fragrance. Every one of them seemed to contain boundless spiritual energy.

"These are some spirit fruits I planted in the Primordial Realm. Although they can't be considered rare treasures, they taste fairly good. Why don't you two Fellow Daoists try some?" Xuanxiao said with a smile, sincerity and warmth in his eyes.

"Gasp—these are the spirit fruits the Dao Venerable said weren't precious?" Mo Yuan's eyes widened, his face full of astonishment.

"This seems to be the fruit of the top-tier Innate Spirit Roots Yellow Middle Plum and Immortal Apricot. As for these, they should all be fruits produced by high-grade spirit roots. And the least valuable one here seems to be this fruit from the mid-grade spirit root Heaven Vein Tree." As he spoke, Mo Yuan picked up the fruit from the Heaven Vein Tree and examined it carefully.

"Dao Venerable, if even the spirit fruits in your home don't count as precious, then aren't the things I've eaten all these years no better than garbage?" Mo Yuan couldn't help complaining, his tone slightly exaggerated.

In truth, Mo Yuan wasn't the only one who was shocked. Shi Qilin's heart was also surging with turbulent emotions.

He merely relied on his status to force down his astonishment and tried his best to remain composed.

One had to know that even with the foundation of the Kirin Clan, they didn't possess so many Primordial Spiritual Roots, let alone top-tier existences like the Yellow Middle Plum and Immortal Apricot.

Even Shi Qilin himself couldn't casually taste fruits produced by high-grade spirit roots in his daily life.

When Xuanxiao saw the Heaven Vein Tree fruit in Mo Yuan's hand, he was slightly taken aback. He then hurriedly reached out and took it back, saying apologetically, "I'm terribly sorry. I took the wrong one. This was originally food I prepared for the Fierce Beasts in my livestock farm. It wasn't meant for entertaining guests."

Mo Yuan stared blankly at the Heaven Vein Tree fruit that had vanished from his hand and muttered, "This... This was actually used to feed Fierce Beasts? Are pets' meals really this good nowadays?" He looked at Xuanxiao in disbelief, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Seeing this, Xuanxiao shook his head helplessly and explained, "They aren't pets. They're livestock I raise. If you two are interested, come again next time and I'll prepare some Fierce Beast meat for you to try."

Hearing Xuanxiao's words, Shi Qilin and Mo Yuan almost broke down.

"This... This is a mid-grade spirit fruit, and you actually use it to feed livestock!" Their hearts were filled with shock, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

Mo Yuan muttered softly, "If mid-grade spirit fruits are all used to feed livestock, and I could eat them casually before, then aren't the benefits of a Kirin Clan elder like me inferior even to those of Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao's livestock?"

"If you don't know how to speak, then don't speak." Shi Qilin glared at Mo Yuan after hearing his words.

These two fellows have such poor mental resilience. They can't even handle a few spirit fruits? What a pity that the Chaos Great Dao Tree hasn't borne fruit yet. If I took out Great Dao Fruits, wouldn't the two of them suffer shattered Dao Hearts? Xuanxiao found it amusing inwardly, and a mischievous delight welled up in him.

"Why are you two just sitting there in a daze? Hurry and try them. I personally tasted all these spirit fruits, and they're very good." Xuanxiao warmly urged them, trying to break the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"All right, then. Many thanks, Dao Venerable." Shi Qilin and Mo Yuan took a deep breath and worked hard to calm their excitement before picking up the spirit fruits and tasting them.

At that moment, however, Mo Yuan's gaze kept drifting toward Xuanxiao, as if he were plotting something.

The Dao Venerable has such a noble identity and so many treasures. The Primordial Realm is practically a Holy Land for cultivation, exactly the place I've dreamed of. But how can I stay here? Mo Yuan thought as he gazed at Xuanxiao eagerly, blinking repeatedly.

"Dao Venerable, I wonder if you lack a disciple. If you do, what do you think of me? I'm one of the only two Five Virtues Kirin after Pangu." Mo Yuan looked at Xuanxiao ingratiatingly, his tone full of flattery.

Seeing Mo Yuan's expression, Xuanxiao couldn't help shaking his head with a smile. "No need. I already have a disciple, and I don't plan to take another one for the time being."

After hearing Xuanxiao's words, Mo Yuan still refused to give up and continued persuading him. "Just look at how magnificent your Primordial Hall is. If no one guards it, wouldn't it be unsafe? How about I stay here from now on and guard your home?"

Xuanxiao looked at Mo Yuan speechlessly. "This place was given to me by my elder brother and father. Not even the Heavenly Dao can enter the Primordial Realm without crossing me. I don't need your protection."

"Uh, if even the Heavenly Dao can't get in, then there's nothing for me to do." After hearing Xuanxiao's words, Mo Yuan realized that he was not qualified to protect the Primordial Realm.

Mo Yuan glanced back and forth between Xuanxiao and Shi Qilin. By this point, Shi Qilin's expression had already turned rather ugly.

After hesitating for a long while, Mo Yuan gritted his teeth and steeled his heart. "Um... Dao Venerable, may I ask if you have a son? If not, would you mind having one more?" After speaking, he stared at Xuanxiao expectantly, a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Mo Yuan's sudden words left Xuanxiao at a loss. He turned toward Shi Qilin and asked helplessly, "Fellow Daoist, what do you think of this?"

Shi Qilin's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He glared at Mo Yuan and said through clenched teeth, "Mo Yuan, shut up right now! Don't make me slap you!"

"Don't you always look down on me as your son? Now..." Mo Yuan hadn't finished speaking when he saw Shi Qilin's expression growing uglier and immediately lost his nerve. He muttered softly, "Fine, I won't say it. Why are you being so fierce?"

The little interlude ended just like that. However, the unwilling expression on Mo Yuan's face made it clear that he had obviously not abandoned that seemingly "disrespectful" idea. He simply didn't dare continue with Shi Qilin present.

Afterward, the three of them tasted spirit fruits and discussed the Dao inside the Primordial Hall, and the atmosphere gradually grew more harmonious.