The Vast Primordial World, boundless Chaos.
After countless trials and tribulations, the world had endured the Primordial Creation Tribulation, the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation, and the Dao-Devil War.
In the end, Hong Jun took control of the Primordial World.
Li Mo lay on his bed and yawned.
He had been transported to the Primordial World three hundred years ago.
When he first took human form, he had only been an Earth Immortal and had nearly been devoured by other monsters.
Then, a hundred years ago, he had encountered a powerful being with the might of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
The other had tried to divine his origins but failed. Saying his fate was unusual, he had taken Li Mo as a disciple.
Li Mo had thought he'd found himself a powerful backer.
Who could have guessed? The powerful being was Bai Ze!
Bai Ze would later become the Demon Race's military strategist, and the Demon Race would become one of the protagonists of the world's great tribulation. When the time came, they were bound to fight a major battle against the Witch Clan.
The Witch-Demon Tribulation would leave both races with terrible losses. Who knew whether Li Mo would survive?
Well, at least his cheap master, Bai Ze, would live.
As long as Li Mo stuck close to his master, he should be fine.
Suddenly, he sprang up and opened his eyes wide, blurting out, "Holy crap! What kind of ridiculous system is this? This is way too sweet!"
Remembering the voice that had just sounded in his head, Li Mo realized he had awakened a system.
And the system wanted him to take it easy: as long as he did nothing, he would receive rewards!
That wasn't all. As long as he held out until the Witch-Demon Tribulation ended, he could become a Saint on the spot.
Become a Saint!
Li Mo's breathing quickened.
After the Witch-Demon Tribulation, there would be only seven Saints in the Primordial World.
Hong Jun, the Three Pure Ones, the Two Western Sect Leaders, and Nuwa.
And all Li Mo had to do was lie low until it was over, and he could become a Saint on the spot.
By his reckoning, he'd be the Primordial World's eighth Saint!
"But what if they send me to the battlefield? With my pathetic fighting strength, I'd just be cannon fodder!"
"Forget it. If they dare send me to war, I'll run first and find somewhere to hide until the Witch-Demon Tribulation is over!"
With that thought, Li Mo shifted into a more comfortable position and went back to sleep.
Just as he was settling in, a voice rang out like a great bell.
High above the clouds, I sit in quiet meditation, seeking the truth.
Beyond Heaven and Earth's mystery and light, I shall rule as the honored teacher.
Pangu gave birth to the Taiji; the Two Forms and Four Images followed.
One path gave rise to three friends; the two teachings split into Chan and Jie.
I lead the entire Xuanmen; one breath transforms into Hong Jun.
"I am Hong Jun. I have finally attained the Primordial Great Luo Dao Fruit and become the first Saint of the Primordial World. In a few days, I will preach at Purple Heaven Palace. All who are destined may come."
Thunderous echoes rolled across the land.
The whole Primordial World was shaken.
Li Mo, however, wasn't surprised in the slightest.
Hong Jun preaching at Purple Heaven Palace was something many fans of Primordial World novels already knew about.
And Li Mo himself was a hardcore webnovel reader. How could he not know?
But just then—
As Li Mo lay there sleeping comfortably, he faintly heard the wind howl.
A handsome, extraordinary being with horns like a ram's and a pair of white wings on his back shook him by the arm.
"Disciple!"
Bai Ze called out.
Who could have guessed that Li Mo would grin foolishly, drool, and push Bai Ze's hand away? "Hey, sis, you're poking me."
At that, Bai Ze's face darkened instantly.
Li Mo broke out in a cold sweat, too.
He sprang to his feet. "Where did that bearded sister come from? Where?"
Li Mo looked around and saw no one else.
Only his master, Bai Ze, stood there, looking at him with a face full of dark lines.
Only then did Li Mo realize what had happened.
He let out a breath, feeling greatly relieved. "So it was you, Master. I thought some bearded sister had appeared out of nowhere. You scared me to death."
"What's gotten into you today? Why are you being so lazy?" Bai Ze asked, displeased.
He was quite satisfied with this disciple of his.
Bai Ze was shrewd and excellent at divination. Yet he couldn't divine a single thing about his disciple. That was what had made him decide to take Li Mo in.
As for cultivation, Li Mo had gone from the early stage of Earth Immortal to Earth Immortal Peak in a hundred years. That was acceptable enough.
"Master, it's nothing. I'm just tired from cultivating and a little sleepy." Li Mo scratched his head. There's no way I can tell you I've got a system that rewards me for taking it easy. If I sleep until the Witch-Demon Tribulation ends, I can become a Saint on the spot.
"Come with me to the Sun God Palace," Bai Ze said.
"What are we going there for?" Li Mo asked. He didn't want to go.
The Sun God Palace was on the Sun Star. Though Di Jun and Tai Yi had set up a formation there, the heat was still unbearable. Anyone who went up there carelessly would likely be roasted alive.
"Just now, Hong Jun sent word throughout the Primordial World, announcing that he had attained the Primordial Dao Fruit and taken the Saint Position. He'll be preaching, so Lords Di Jun and Tai Yi have summoned their subordinates to discuss whether they should go to Purple Heaven Palace. Come along and see for yourself." Bai Ze beat his wings, accelerating toward the blazing Sun Star.
Li Mo grumbled to himself. What was there to discuss? His master even called Di Jun and Tai Yi "Lords."
Then again, they hadn't established the Ancient Heavenly Court or proclaimed themselves Heavenly Emperors yet.
After a while, Li Mo saw a massive celestial body before him, its endless flames blazing without pause.
Monster after monster streamed toward the Sun Star.
Inside the resplendent Sun God Palace, many monsters had gathered below the seats of honor.
The few at the front had powerful auras, none of them weaker than Bai Ze.
Still, Bai Ze didn't stand closer to the front.
Li Mo knew his master, Bai Ze, had only recently joined Di Jun and Tai Yi's ranks.
As he pondered this, two figures appeared outside the hall with a cry, blazing like the sun with scorching light. They took the two seats of honor.
Both were imposing, their entire bearing exuding an air of absolute dominance and disdain for the world.
"Greetings, Lords Di Jun and Tai Yi!"
The many living beings bowed to them.
"Rise, everyone," Di Jun said.
So this is Di Jun! That sharp gaze, those thin, blade-like lips! Jun Ge is mighty!
Li Mo thought to himself.
This was his first time seeing Di Jun. He had never even been to the Sun God Palace before.
Di Jun felt as if he'd been struck by lightning. Someone had actually sent their voice straight into his mind—and dared to judge him like that?
He flew into a rage, his voice ringing out like a great bell.
"Who?"
Di Jun swept his gaze across the room, his divine sense searching everywhere.
Who had said that just now? As far as he knew, the only person here who would call him "bro" was Tai Yi.
But Tai Yi always called him "elder brother."
And the voice's owner sounded unfamiliar.
What's gotten into Jun Ge? Why's he going nuts and yelling?
At that, Di Jun flew into a rage.
He was the mighty Di Jun, with an illustrious lineage and noble status. How could he not be furious at being talked about like that?
But after sweeping his divine sense across the entire Sun God Palace, he found nothing.
"What's going on? The other person is so close, yet I can't detect their presence? I'm a Grand Unity Golden Immortal at the late stage!"
To be honest, aside from Tai Yi, no one in the hall was stronger than him.
Why's he just standing there? Why hasn't he gotten to the point? Is his head full of rocks? Jun Ge looks like the very picture of a domineering king, but in reality, he might be an idiot.
Li Mo muttered suspiciously to himself.
The moment the thought crossed his mind—
Di Jun's eyes, bright as torches, fixed on Li Mo.
It was him!
Damn! What's going on? Jun Ge, why are you staring at me? I haven't done anything! Weren't you going to discuss something important? Hurry up and finish so we can all go!
Di Jun's brow twitched as he stared at Li Mo. At last, he was certain: the voice he'd been hearing was this fellow's thoughts.
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