Just as Di Jiang was at his wit's end over finding treasure, nearly ready to give up, a name from the legends of the Primordial World flashed through his mind like a bolt of lightning in the dark. It carried an ethereal, immortal aura—Penglai Immortal Island!
That was right! How could he have forgotten this legendary paradise, this overseas enclave? It was said that Penglai Immortal Island had formed from fragments of Chaos and existed as a world of its own, hidden deep in the East Sea and untouched by the Tribulation Cycles of the Primordial World. Its spiritual energy was even richer than that of the mainland, and it was home to countless rare flowers and herbs, exotic beasts and birds, and Innate Spiritual Treasures!
More importantly, Di Jiang vaguely remembered from his previous life that Penglai Immortal Island had only come into the possession of East Prince Gong after Hongjun had appointed him leader of the male immortals of the Primordial World!
"That kid East Prince Gong probably hasn't gotten Penglai Island yet, has he?" Di Jiang's thoughts began to race. Even if he has, with my current cultivation, I could just borrow a few things. Could he really refuse?
But legends said Penglai Immortal Island was almost impossible to find. Even mighty figures rarely found its entrance. But who was Di Jiang? He was a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal who commanded the Space Law! He was exceptionally sensitive to spatial fluctuations and concealed barriers. Perhaps he could find the legendary entrance!
Rather than playing hide-and-seek with treasures that already had owners or Spiritual Treasures hidden beyond reach on the mainland, he might as well try his luck at Penglai Immortal Island!
With his destination settled, Di Jiang transformed into a streak of light and flew straight toward the boundless Four Seas. His main search area would be the East Sea!
He refused to believe that, with the Space Law and his sense for opportunities, he couldn't find that legendary immortal island overseas!
For a full eighty thousand years, Di Jiang searched nearly the entire East Sea. Yet the legendary Penglai Immortal Island remained like a flower reflected in a mirror, a moon on the water—not a single solid trace appeared. He had to admit that perhaps he simply wasn't fated to find it. The opportunities bestowed by the Heavenly Dao were mysterious and impossible to force.
Gazing out across the vast East Sea, Di Jiang felt dejected. Perhaps he should head home for now and think of something else later. At worst, he could improve his crafting skills and make some decent Houtian Spiritual Treasures for them as a stopgap...
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Three clear, mighty peals of a bell rang out from the depths of Chaos, echoing unmistakably in the hearts of every living being in the Primordial World!
The second lecture at Purplecloud Palace was about to begin!
Hongjun's lectures lasted three thousand years each, with one epoch between them. Di Jiang still had no interest in learning those Heavenly Dao methods. He'd rather spend that time studying his Great Formation of the Myriad Heavens and the Yin-Yang Law.
Yet the bell was like a boulder thrown into a still lake, instantly shattering the quiet of the Primordial World!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Powerful auras surged into the sky from all across the Primordial World. Brilliant streaks of light tore through the void and raced toward Chaos beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, each one eager to arrive!
Among them were three enormous dragons that burst out of the deep sea beneath Di Jiang. Their auras were formidable, their scales fearsome, and each possessed the cultivation of a Golden Immortal. They were clearly pillars of the Dragon Clan. Now, they had assumed their true forms and were rushing toward Purplecloud Palace, hoping to seize a chance at the Dao.
As Di Jiang watched the three dragons disappear into the distance, a thought he'd once scorned surfaced of its own accord—treasure hunting in the Dragon Palace!
In the Primordial World novels he'd read in his previous life, the protagonist always seemed to visit the Dragon Palace and fleece it once he'd grown a little stronger. They called it making friends with the Dragon Clan, but it was practically just a robbery.
Di Jiang had always looked down on that sort of thing. The Dragon Clan was already in decline, hiding in the Four Seas and barely scraping by as a former overlord. Picking on them seemed pointless and hardly showed any ability. It also went against his noble character.
Take him, Di Jiang, for instance. As a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal and a member of Pangu's True Lineage, how could he bully the weak? The Dragon Clan was already so down on its luck. Ransacking them now would make him no better than a bandit.
But looking at those three dragons hurrying off to hear the lecture, afraid of falling behind, Di Jiang suddenly felt that sometimes reality really was cruel. It didn't care whether your character was noble. It just kept battering your principles with one hardship after another.
"Ah, this cruel Primordial World is always wearing down my noble character!"
Di Jiang let out a long sigh, wearing a helpless, self-mocking smile. Then his gaze sharpened, fixing on the stretch of sea from which the three dragons had emerged. With a flicker, he plunged into the depths of the East Sea, intending to pay the Dragon Clan a visit!
Of course, it would be a friendly, peaceful exchange. Still, the Dragon King might happen to give him a few Innate Spiritual Treasures!
Di Jiang had expected to spend some time searching for the Dragon Palace. After all, the Dragon Clan had once ruled the Primordial World, and Ancestor Dragon had been a terrifying peak Primordial Golden Immortal. Even in decline, a battered ship still had three pounds of nails; it shouldn't have been difficult for them to set up concealment and protective formations to shelter their descendants.
What's more, they had the mysterious Candle Dragon supporting them from behind, a master of the Time Law whose cultivation should also have reached the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal realm.
Di Jiang had already prepared for a drawn-out search, ready to use the Space Law to carefully sense spatial nodes and fluctuations in formations.
Yet as soon as he descended to a certain depth, before he even had time to investigate properly, the sight ahead stunned him! In the dark depths of the sea stood a vast palace complex, built from countless dazzling crystals, pearls that were millions of years old, and coral and jade of every color. It radiated a dazzling treasure-light!
The brilliance was so intense, so majestic and magnificent, that it looked as if a small sun had risen from the seafloor. Even through layer upon layer of seawater and from far away, it made Di Jiang's eyes blur!
The palaces were adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, lavish to the extreme. Giant luminous pearls hung like streetlights, spiritual springs gushed, and spiritual plants grew everywhere. Even the patrols of shrimp soldiers and crab generals wore gleaming armor...
The Dragon Palace was practically begging for someone to hang a sign saying: We're rich—come rob us!
Di Jiang's mouth twitched, and it felt as though a black line had appeared across his forehead.
"These worms really aren't afraid of dying! They're already burdened by so much karma, yet they still dare to flaunt themselves like this? Are they afraid people won't realize how much wealth they have?"
He was speechless. But after thinking it over, Di Jiang understood why the Dragon Clan still dared to act so arrogantly.
First, it was habit. The Dragon Clan had ruled the Primordial World for an entire Tribulation Cycle. They were accustomed to being supreme, looking down on all under heaven. Pride and pomp were carved into their bones; they couldn't change overnight.
Second, they had no rivals in the sea. A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Though the Dragon Clan had fallen, its foundations and top-tier fighters still made it the undisputed ruler of the Four Seas. None of the sea creatures could threaten them.
Third, the mighty figures of the Primordial World had reason to hold back. The strongest figures openly known in the Primordial World had reached only peak Golden Immortal, still far from the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal realm. And the Dragon Clan had Candle Dragon, a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, standing behind it!
Who would dare stir up trouble at the Dragon Palace in the Four Seas? That would be like an old man eating poison—asking for death. Even if someone knew the Dragon Palace was full of treasure, they wouldn't have the strength or the nerve to take it.
With all that in mind, it was only natural that the Dragon Clan felt safe and continued living its extravagantly luxurious, dazzling life.
"Heh. Too bad for you—you've run into me today. I take back what I said. The Primordial World may be cruel, but my character is still noble!"
Looking at the Dragon Palace, its treasure-light soaring into the sky, Di Jiang smiled kindly. The last trace of discomfort in his heart quietly vanished!
Others might fear Candle Dragon, but Di Jiang didn't! They were both Primordial Origin Golden Immortals. Though Di Jiang was only at the early stage, he had several Laws at his command and the trump card of the Great Formation of the Myriad Heavens. If they really fought, it was anyone's guess who would win!
Besides, he was visiting as a guest, not wiping out the entire clan!
"Looks like I really did come to the right place this time!" Di Jiang rubbed his hands together, his eyes burning as he rushed toward the Dragon Palace, which resembled an enormous treasure vault!
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