Daoist Lingxuan Obtains Treasures Again, Three Top-Grade Innate Spirit Treasures!

On the shore of the vast sea in the Western Ox Continent, the Lingxuan Dao Field was hidden amidst the waves, enveloped in auspicious and purple energy.

[Ding, your eldest disciple, Sun Wukong, has obtained the Water of the River of Forgetfulness.]

[Ten Billion Times Share, host has obtained the Chaos Celestial River.]

[Ding, your eldest disciple, Sun Wukong, has obtained the Seeds of the Other Shore Flower, the Fruit of Reincarnation, and the Seeds of the Grass of Forgetfulness.]

[Ten Billion Times Share, host has obtained the top-grade innate Spirit Treasure, the Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus.]

[Ding, your eldest disciple, Sun Wukong, has obtained the Netherworld Ghost Fire.]

[Ten Billion Times Share, host has obtained the top-grade innate Spirit Treasure, the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus.]

[Ding, your eldest disciple, Sun Wukong, has obtained the Seeds of the Mandara Flower and the Heart of the Netherworld Lotus.]

[Ten Billion Times Share, host has obtained the top-grade innate Spirit Treasure, the Twelve-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus.]

As the system's pleasant and ethereal prompt sound gradually faded, a "rumble" was heard. The clouds above the Lingxuan Dao Field churned violently, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring.

A majestic and surging Chaos Celestial River descended from the heavens, like a silver waterfall, shattering the clouds and plunging straight down into the Lingxuan Dao Field.

When the celestial river first descended, the surrounding mountains and forests trembled violently, and birds and beasts alike prostrated themselves and cried out.

The celestial river shimmered, its waters misty and vaporous. The river surface was as wide as the sea, and within its emerald waves, five-colored lights flowed, with seven colors—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet—intertwining, creating a dreamlike and illusory scene.

Wherever the river water flowed, the sparse vegetation on the rocky terrain instantly became lush and green, and all things burst with vitality. Spiritual herbs sprouted from the cracks in the rocks, drawing in the essence of Chaos and growing into forests.

Even more bizarre was that the river water was occasionally illuminated by the patterns of Great Dao Laws, appearing and disappearing intermittently. Strands of primordial energy weaved through like dragons, and the four primordial elements of earth, water, wind, and fire intertwined and flowed. Faint immortal music echoed between heaven and earth with the surging of the river water, as if the Great Dao were whispering.

At this moment, in the center of the Lingxuan Dao Field, Zhou Xuan slowly closed the book he was holding—a book with a lengthy title and a gaudy cover, titled After Transmigrating into a Porn Actor in a R-Rated Film, I Fought Nineteen People Alone, Slaying My Way Through, My Spear Sweeping Across, Stabbing the "Enemies" into Disarray, Crying Out in Pain, and Thus Began My Life of Being Both a Pauper and a Rich God.

He casually placed the book on a nearby jade table, stretched his arms, and stood up, arching his back. His joints cracked like the roars of dragons and tigers.

Zhou Xuan's gaze first swept over Zhao Gongming, who was sitting cross-legged in the orchard. Zhao Gongming was enveloped in golden light, his skin as radiant as jade, with faint lightning coursing through him. Above his spiritual platform, an Instant Primordial Golden Immortal Pill rotated slowly, emitting an almost tangible spiritual energy, which he completely absorbed into his body.

Zhao Gongming's brow furrowed and opened, divine light flickering within. His aura fluctuated like the tides, with the faint sound of the flow of Great Dao Laws, clearly indicating that he was on the verge of returning to the Primordial Golden Immortal realm!

Zhou Xuan nodded slightly, a satisfied smile appearing on his face, before looking up at the Chaos Celestial River pouring down from the heavens.

The river meandered and coiled like a true dragon soaring through the sky, cascading down from the snow-capped peaks. All the trees along its path revived, and the mountains and rivers roared in response.

In its widest parts, the river was thousands of feet across. The current was swift but not harsh; instead, it carried a silent and surging vitality.

A gentle breeze stirred, raising wisps of mist. The essence of the Primordial Chaos Origin permeated the entire Lingxuan Dao Field, and the air was even filled with faint, sweet, and fragrant scents that intoxicated the soul.

Zhou Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the spiritual energy gathering into mist beneath his feet. His voice was lazy but filled with pride:

"This is the Chaos Celestial River..."

He murmured softly, as if to himself:

"If mortals were to merely inhale a wisp of its mist, all their illnesses would vanish, they would become as light as swallows, and their lifespan would be extended by three hundred years!"

"If they were to take a single drop, they would immediately ascend to immortality and enter the path of the immortals; but if they were to be greedy and take even one more drop, their bones would be shattered by the boundless power of Chaos, and their souls would be scattered."

At this point, the corners of his lips curled into a playful arc, and he chuckled:

"As for cultivators... to be able to bathe in the Primordial Chaos Origin within it, cleanse their bodies, purify their souls, and temper themselves day and night, a hundred years of arduous cultivation would be less than a moment spent meditating in the river. The stronger one's cultivation, the longer they can stay, and the greater the benefits they will reap. Whether they can seize this opportunity... depends on their own fortune."

Before his words had even finished, the sky rippled again. A seven-colored auspicious cloud descended from the depths of the heavens. As it swirled, three lotuses slowly emerged, hovering before Zhou Xuan's brow. They were crystal clear and emitted a vast spiritual light.

One was purple!

Its petals were faintly imbued with the Law of Reincarnation, the cycle of life and death, and in the depths of the void, one could almost hear the cries of countless lost souls.

One was black!

It was as dark as ink, with demonic patterns faintly flickering in its heart, exuding a ghostly aura and a murderous intent.

One was red!

Its petals were wreathed in karma fire, and within the blazing flames, endless karma seemed to ebb and flow, burning away the past and incinerating all tribulations.

These three lotuses were all top-grade innate Spirit Treasures, all transformed from the lotus seeds of the Chaos Green Lotus.

The purple one was called the Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus. It was primarily defensive, could nourish the divine soul, and contained the Dao of the Law of Life and Death Reincarnation. Empress Pingxin also possessed one.

The black one was called the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus. It possessed extremely strong defense and could absorb violent energies. During the ancient Dao-Demon Conflict, the Demon Ancestor Luohu used it to protect himself, rampaging through the Primordial World, absorbing all kinds of techniques without being destroyed, striking fear into the hearts of all beings. After Luohu's demise, the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus disappeared without a trace.

As for the red one, it was the Twelve-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus. It was both offensive and defensive, capable of burning karma and transforming it into karma fire. When attacking, it could break all techniques, and when defending, it could form a protective flame. Ancestor Styx also possessed one.

The three Twelve-Grade lotuses hovered before him, rotating slowly. The light of the lotuses illuminated Zhou Xuan's face. His gaze was deep, and he said calmly:

"The Twelve-Grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus, the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, the Twelve-Grade Karma Fire Red Lotus... these are all top-grade innate Spirit Treasures, and today they have all fallen into my hands."

"Hahaha, my monkey went to the Underworld for a bit and managed to get me so many good treasures!"

"I wonder how much he'll bring back when he gets to the Heavenly Court!"

Zhou Xuan said gleefully, flicking his wide sleeve. The three lotuses spun in unison, transforming into three streams of light and disappearing into his body.

At this moment, above the Thirty-Third Heaven, clouds churned and immortal light swirled.

Deep within the Hall of Miraculous Mist, in the Hall of Miraculous Mist itself, it was time for the morning court.

Inside the hall, eaves hung high, golden pillars coiled with dragons. Upon the nine tiers of jade steps, Jade Emperor Haotian sat high on his throne, clad in a nine-dragon, dark Son of Heaven robe, his expression solemn and majestic, his aura vast as an abyss.

Below him, civil and military immortal officials all stood in hushed silence, divided into two columns.

Suddenly, True Lord Qiu Hongji, one of the Four Great Celestial Masters, stepped forward, cupped his hands, bowed, and announced in a clear voice:

"Reporting to the Great Celestial Venerable, outside the Hall of Translucent Light, Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the Eastern Sea, bows his head and requests an audience with Your Majesty."

Before his voice faded, Ge Xianweng, with his flowing white beard and immortal bearing, also bowed and reported