Innate Gourd Vine's Birth

In a crevice between unknown space-times, within a sanctuary space temporarily opened by the System.

Tai Yi collapsed onto the ground, drenched in blood, his daoist robe tattered, his aura weakened to the extreme.

The Chaos Bell shrank back to the size of his palm and fell beside him, its brilliance dimmed.

"Cough... cough cough..." He spat out several more mouthfuls of golden blood.

"Ding! Host has successfully escaped a fatal crisis."

"Advance reward has been issued, debt contract established."

The cold System prompt sounded again.

Tai Yi gave a bitter smile, looking at his own miserable state, and then recalling Dijiang's terrifyingly peerless three punches, a glint of malice, lingering fear, and a deeper... burning desire flashed in his eyes.

"Ten Yuan Hui... ten descendants with Innate origins or higher..."

He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze becoming stubborn and crazed once more.

"Dijiang... Ancestor Witch... you just wait for me!"

"When my injuries heal, and I've given birth to enough powerful descendants to receive System rewards... I will make you pay back a hundredfold!"

"And Qin Yuan, you menace."

"Houtu, Xuanming... wait for me... hehe..."

He struggled to sit up and began circulating his energy to heal his injuries, but his smile, in the dim sanctuary space, appeared particularly sinister.

After this battle, the impression of "Ancestor Witches are invincible" was deeply etched into the hearts of many beings in the Great Desolation.

Below Buzhou Mountain.

Qin Yuan was constantly writing unofficial histories.

It was he who, with the help of the System, spread the story of Tai Yi's disrespect towards Houtu and Xuanming.

"Alas... I really am a scumbag."

Qin Yuan had already heard about Tai Yi being severely beaten and felt deeply guilty about it.

"Host has successfully made all beings in the Great Desolation believe that Tai Yi molested Houtu and Xuanming."

"Congratulations on obtaining the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, Solar Divine Wheel."

Soon, the rewards for spreading unofficial histories this time were issued by his System into the System space.

The Solar Divine Wheel rewarded by the System shared the same origin as him. It was likely the System's compensation for his lack of a companion magical treasure.

Just as Qin Yuan was contemplating where to continue spreading unofficial histories.

In a hidden valley at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, shrouded in Innate spiritual energy.

Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.

Immediately afterward, an indescribable surge of Innate Creation Qi shot up into the sky.

Seven-colored auspicious clouds and radiant mist, thousands of them, instantly illuminated half the sky!

Within the radiant mist, the phantom of an ancient, robust vine slowly unfurled.

On the vine, seven gourds of different colors, naturally formed with daoist charm, each the size of a baby's fist, swayed gently among the branches and leaves, absorbing endless Innate spiritual energy.

The Innate Gourd Vine had appeared!

This majestic aura of creation and Innate spiritual charm, like a lighthouse in the dark night, instantly alerted the entire Great Desolation.

Countless powerful divine senses swept across space-time.

After confirmation, streaks of escaping light, without hesitation, shot up into the sky from all parts of the Great Desolation, their targets aimed directly at Buzhou Mountain!

From Kunlun Mountain, the dojo of the Four Pure Ones, which was relatively close.

Laozi's whisk trembled slightly, Primordial Heavenly Venerate opened his Dharma eyes, and sword cries resounded clearly around Tongtian Cult Master.

"The Innate Gourd Vine, one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots."

"The seven gourds on it all possess wondrous uses, and it is fated to be connected with us." Laozi's voice was calm but carried an undeniable weight.

"Eldest Brother speaks wisely. Such a spiritual object can only be possessed by those with virtue." Yuanshi nodded.

Tongtian grinned, "Indeed, this object has a subtle connection with us."

Li Shou naturally followed his three elder brothers, but he was secretly vigilant.

According to the "plot," the gourd vine should have appeared later.

And the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Hong Yun, and others each obtained one.

Di Jun and Tai Yi also seemed to have gotten one?

Now Tai Yi was severely injured by Dijiang, Di Jun was holed up on the Solar Star and never came out, and an unknown daoist named Xuan Qing had appeared in the Great Desolation.

Could the ownership of this Innate Gourd Vine still be the same as before?

At the same time.

Inside Pangu Hall, Chen Tian, who was deducing the Witch Clan's battle formations, felt something and looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

"Innate Gourd Vine? It's appearing now?"

He frowned slightly.

"My elder brothers are practicing their combined attack techniques and cannot move lightly. While this item is good, its benefit to our Witch Clan's physical body path is limited, and it's easy to get entangled in karma..."

He originally didn't want to get involved, but his System had given him a mission.

It required him to snatch the seven gourds from the Innate Gourd Vine.

Based on the number of gourds he handed over, it would give him rewards.

"Forget it, I'll go take a look and act according to the situation."

Chen Tian's figure flickered, transforming into an inconspicuous stream of light and escaping Pangu Hall.

In the West, a dilapidated cave dwelling adjacent to Xuan Qing's cave.

Jieyin and Zhunti, who were lamenting their suffering by the murky spring, paused simultaneously.

Zhunti's eyes flashed with sharp light: "Senior Brother, an Innate Spiritual Root has appeared, a great opportunity!"

Jieyin's expression of suffering intensified: "But that Xuan Qing..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hundred miles away in the crooked cave dwelling next door.

A green light, carrying intense resentment and greed, had already shot into the sky, hurtling towards Buzhou Mountain.

It was Xuan Qing!

"Quick, chase him! Don't let that scoundrel seize more fortune and increase his demonic cultivation!" Zhunti urged anxiously.

The two no longer bothered to conceal themselves, transforming into two golden lights and giving chase.

On the Solar Star.

Di Jun, who was immersed in his contemplation of the Path of Seclusion, was awakened by the aura of the gourd vine's emergence.

He swept his divine sense and instantly understood.

"Oh, a gourd vine... A good thing."

Di Jun nodded, then... rolled over, assuming a more comfortable position under the Fusang tree, "What's it got to do with me."

"Going out might mean getting beaten, might mean getting entangled in karma, might mean getting caught in a Great Tribulation."

"It's better to sleep."

"System, shield external interference, activate deep Path of Seclusion mode."

[Ding! Deep Path of Seclusion mode activated. Estimated hibernation for one Yuan Hui. During this period, Solar Star's origin will be automatically absorbed...]

Di Jun closed his eyes contentedly.

On the Lunar Star.

Chang Xi was nestled beside Xi He, rubbing against her sister's sleeve and happily collecting daily rewards from the "sticking together" System.

The aura of the gourd vine wafted over, and Xi He raised her eyes slightly.

Chang Xi immediately became alert: "Sister! You want to go watch the excitement? It's so dangerous outside!"

"So many disgusting men, and who knows where that disgusting Golden Crow is hiding..."

Xi He gently patted her hand: "I just sensed a pure Lunar Water Qi, which seems to resonate with one of the gourds. I want to go and see."

Chang Xi's eyes darted, and she immediately hugged Xi He's arm: "Then I'll go with Sister! To protect Sister!"

She thought to herself: Perfect, this is a chance to stick close to Sister more, and also to see how other Transmigrators court disaster.

Based on her deductions, this Great Desolation definitely had more than just her and Tai Yi as Transmigrators.

Ming He, Kunpeng, Zhenyuanzi, Hong Yun, and even some hidden deeply with obscure auras, unknown great powers...

Figures, some openly, some stealthily, all converged towards the place where the auspicious light erupted on Buzhou Mountain.

When Qin Yuan arrived, dozens of figures with different auras had already gathered outside the valley.

The Three Pure Ones and Four Pure Ones stood atop auspicious eastern clouds, their Dao nature innate.

Nuwa and Fuxi accompanied each other, the Qi of creation flowing.

Hong Yun and Zhenyuanzi arrived together, one with a smiling face, the other steady and composed.

Ming He stepped on waves of blood, radiating a chilling aura.

Kunpeng hid within a patch of dark clouds, his gaze sharp.

Jieyin and Zhunti arrived, appearing distressed but subtly positioning themselves to block Xuan Qing's retreat.

Xuan Qing clutched the remnant leaves of a green lotus, staring intently at the gourd vine within the valley.

Chang Xi clung tightly to Xi He, her small eyes darting around, assessing every "potential threat" present.

Chen Tian quietly landed on a distant cliff, concealing his aura, appearing like an ordinary rogue cultivator of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, observing coldly.

There were also other known or unknown cultivators of the Great Desolation, scattered in various places, staring at the valley with burning eyes.