"Opportunity—this old Daoist's opportunity has arrived!"
Laozi was thrilled. After traveling for so many years, he had finally waited for his opportunity to attain the Dao.
At that moment, Laozi finally understood that opportunity could not be forced. When the time came, one would naturally become a Saint.
Following the sense of the Primordial Violet Qi, Laozi headed toward the Yellow River Basin. When he saw the direction he was traveling in, he was startled. Wasn't this the territory of the Human Race?
His opportunity lay with the Human Race?
Laozi felt that things were far from good. The Human Race had been created by Saint Nuwa. If he did anything out of line, wouldn't Nuwa come after him with a blade?
Yet this concerned his opportunity to attain the Dao, so Laozi had no choice but to continue approaching.
Though he might provoke Nuwa, attaining the Dao took priority over everything. No matter what, he was going to the Human Race.
Thus, Laozi transformed into an old Daoist, while the Coiled Dragon Crutch became a walking stick. In this manner, Laozi began searching for his opportunity.
The closer he drew to the Yellow River Basin, the more demons and monsters Laozi encountered. This place did not resemble the territory of the Human Race at all. Instead, it looked like a gathering place for demons and monsters.
"Hey, old man ahead! Stop right there!"
A lesser demon suddenly shouted at Laozi, who was hurrying along.
"Forget it, forget it. He's an old man, not as tasty as those young humans."
Another lesser demon stopped the first one. "Old man, get lost!"
"Isn't he human? Why are we letting him go?" The first lesser demon was confused. He had waited so many years before finally encountering his first human.
He was