Saints Beg Me Not to Show Off

The aloof and authoritative voice faded, and Hongjun's figure vanished from the high platform as silently as it had appeared.

The three thousand Red Dust Guests within the palace hall snapped back to reality as if waking from a dream, one by one withdrawing from their state of enlightenment.

Some wore expressions of delight, clearly having reaped great gains; others furrowed their brows, seemingly still harboring many doubts; still others had flickering eyes, lost in thought.

When the Sages preach the Dao, its profundity is beyond measure—how much one comprehends depends entirely on personal fate and insight.

The crowd rose, bowed respectfully toward the high platform, and then began to file out of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian, the Three Pure Ones, walked out side by side, each wearing a different expression;

Nuwa and her brother Fuxi followed closely behind, seemingly exchanging words;

Di Jun and Tai Yi walked shoulder to shoulder—Tai Yi's face was excited, while a faint, barely perceptible shadow of gloom and murderous intent flickered in Di Jun's eyes, clearly still brooding over Ci Tie's fall;

And there were Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Kunpeng, and other Great Divine Powers, each harboring their own thoughts as they left this sacred ground of the Sages.

Yet just as most figures transformed into streaks of light, ready to return to their respective dojos to digest their gains in seclusion, several immensely powerful figures, after putting some distance from the Purple Cloud Palace, simultaneously and without prior agreement turned their gazes toward the center of the Primordial World—toward Buzhou Mountain, which propped up the heavens and anchored the earth!

Among them were the Three Pure Ones, who had just listened to the Dao and seemed to have gained some insight!

And Nuwa, who, having completed the merit of creating humanity, appeared to be seeking further opportunities!

Even Di Jun and Tai Yi, whose hearts were set on the Demon Race's hegemony, after sensing the flow of Primordial World's fate, cast furtive glances toward Buzhou Mountain!

Buzhou Mountain, formed from Pangu's Spine, the center of the Primordial World, not only contained Pangu's legacy but was also the place where Innate Spiritual Qi was most abundant and the laws of heaven and earth were most active!

These Great Divine Powers, having just heard the Sages preach the Dao, had different motives: some wanted to go to Buzhou Mountain to verify their insights, some to seek Companion Spirit Treasures or Innate Spiritual Roots, and others were simply drawn by the aura of the primordial ancestral vein...

In an instant, several streaks of light representing the pinnacle of power in the Primordial World, as if by silent accord, tore through the void toward Buzhou Mountain!

Chapter 16: Heavenly Immortal Achieved, Roaming the Sacred Mountain; Suddenly a Treasure Light Stirs the Primordial World

The thrill of breakthrough surged within Ao Chen's heart for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

He did not immediately leave the stone cave but instead spent several thousand years carefully consolidating his newly attained Mythical Heavenly Immortal realm.

The vast Star River Universe revolved slowly within his body as he familiarized himself with his surging magical power, comprehended a deeper level of control over the dimensions of time and space, and verified the myriad subtle truths of the <Great Dao Origin Scripture - Heavenly Immortal Chapter> in his mind.

The Unique True Self Imprint anchored in the past also emitted a steady radiance, echoing across time with his present self, bringing a wondrous sensation of spanning past and present, eternal and indestructible.

Only when his realm was thoroughly stabilized and his control over his own power was perfectly rounded did Ao Chen slowly rise to his feet.

"Secluding oneself to forge the path is no long-term solution, especially with this Mythical Grand Unity Method—it requires experiencing the natural world, observing the myriad phenomena of all beings, to continuously refine itself and glimpse higher realms."

He dispelled the restrictions on the stone cave, took a single step, and once again found himself amidst the vast pressure and dense Dao resonance of the Buzhou Mountain range.

Having advanced to the Mythical Heavenly Immortal realm, his resistance to Pangu's Pressure had greatly increased. The pressure that had once felt like a mountain now, though still heavy, could be handled with ease.

This allowed him to observe and comprehend the mysteries of this sacred mountain region more deeply.

He no longer confined himself to one place but, like a true wandering scholar, began to stroll and explore the outer ranges of Buzhou Mountain.

Sometimes he paused beneath a strange tree that had absorbed Pangu's aura over endless ages and given birth to spiritual intelligence, contemplating its cycles of flourishing and decay, the Dao following nature;

sometimes he lingered at the ruins of an ancient battlefield, sensing the lingering fierce Sha Qi and unyielding battle intent;

sometimes he observed the strange beasts of the Primordial World, which struggled to survive under the pressure yet each evolved unique ways of living...

All things in heaven and earth, in his eyes, were vessels of the Dao, resources he could use to perfect his own Mythical Grand Unity Method.

One day, as Ao Chen was walking near a valley shrouded in mist and dense with spiritual energy, preparing to enter and explore for Innate Spiritual Roots or special mineral veins, Boom!

At that moment!

Without any warning!

From deep within the valley, a Seven-Colored Treasure Light suddenly burst forth—incomparably brilliant, incomparably vast, as if it would illuminate the entire Primordial World!

This treasure light shot straight into the nine heavens, dyeing the clouds on the horizon with resplendent colors!

Innate Spiritual Qi, concentrated to the extreme, surged outward like a tsunami in all directions!

A profound, ancient aura, faintly carrying the breath of Pangu Creates the World, spread instantly!

The intensity of this aura and treasure light was a hundred, even a thousand times more terrifying than when his Kunwu Sword had emerged!

"This is a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure? No! It might even be... an Innate Supreme Treasure?"

Ao Chen paused, a thoughtful expression flickering across his face.

To be honest, Innate Spiritual Treasures were of little use to him.

No, that wasn't quite right—it wasn't that they were useless, but that their usefulness was far less than for others. At the very least, he wouldn't be fanatical about them.

It wasn't that Ao Chen's state of mind was extraordinary, but rather that after studying the Kunwu Sword, he had discovered that the Mythical Grand Unity Method he cultivated had no great need for spiritual treasures.

Furthermore, the Mythical Grand Unity Method was conceived on too high a plane. Innate Spiritual Treasures still had some use for him at his current level, but by his estimation, by the time he reached the peak of the True Immortal realm at most, these treasures would be scrap metal.

When he severed his past, present, and future Three-Life Body and stood above the River of Time, his physical body would transform into a Dao Body, and Innate Spiritual Treasures would naturally become useless.

Still, that was the theory. For now, he had yet to break through to True Immortal, and he hadn't even comprehended the True Immortal method yet, so he couldn't be completely immune to worldly desires.

"Oh well, I have nothing else to do anyway. Might as well make the trip."

"Such a huge commotion is bound to attract no small number of great powers. Perfect chance to see other Great Divine Powers."

"And from the Kunwu Sword, these Innate Spiritual Treasures contain indestructible spiritual light, sharing subtle similarities with the True Immortal method I've conceived. Collecting more of them would be just right."

Without any hesitation, Ao Chen activated his Celestial Immortal-level spatial divine power, took a single step, and transformed into a phantom nearly merged with space itself, heading straight for the core of the treasure light eruption!

Ao Chen was fast, but others were faster.

When Ao Chen arrived near the valley entrance, over a dozen figures were already standing there, their outlines faint and indistinct!

Each figure radiated an aura as deep as an abyss, vast and overwhelming, causing even Ao Chen to frown slightly!

The most eye-catching were three Daoists standing together.

The leading elder had hair and beard pure white, an ancient countenance, and carried a carrying pole. His whole being seemed empty of everything, yet also merged with the entire Heavenly Dao, exuding a Dao resonance of Non-action and naturalness, unfathomably deep.

The middle-aged Daoist in the middle had a stern, meticulous face, wore an Apricot Yellow Daoist Robe, and above his head, within his Auspicious Cloud, hung ten thousand golden lamps, cascading tassels, radiating a majestic and righteous aura that expounded heavenly laws and pure clarity.

The young Daoist beside him was the most unrestrained, carrying an ancient sword on his back, his gaze sharp as a blade, surrounded by a soaring sword intent that seemed to sever everything, shatter all things!

"These three... should be the legendary Three Pure Ones, right?"

Ao Chen's heart tightened. Each of their auras gave him a dangerous feeling!

Not far from the Three Pure Ones stood two figures with equally domineering auras.

One wore a golden Imperial Robe and a Flat Heaven Crown, his face majestic, his eyes as if burning with Great Sun Golden Flame, surrounded by endless Stellar Force and imperial energy, like a supreme sovereign ruling over the heavens!

The other was even more overbearing, holding a chaotic ancient bell in his hand. On the bell's body, sun, moon, stars, Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind swirled. Just standing there, he exuded an invincible aura of suppressing the universe, unrivaled and supreme!

"Demon Race's Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun? Truly domineering!" Ao Chen immediately guessed their identities.

On another side stood a pair of siblings with completely different auras, yet both equally unfathomable.

The woman was stunningly beautiful, with a compassionate yet sacred temperament, radiating a rich aura of creation and life, as if she were the mother of all things;

The man held an Ancient Zither, Eight Trigrams Runes swirling around him, his eyes filled with the light of wisdom, as if he could deduce past and future.

"Nuwa and Fuxi?"

Further away, a figure in a Blood-colored Robe, gaunt-faced, with a cold, bloodthirsty aura, stood alone atop a Blood Cloud. Two swords dripping with murderous intent floated at his side—the master of the Netherworld Sea of Blood!

An old Daoist in an Earth-yellow Daoist Robe, holding a whisk, stood with his feet planted on the ground, his aura connected to the entire primordial earth vein, appearing honest and gentle yet unfathomably deep.

He was quietly conversing with a Daoist beside him in a Bright Red Daoist Robe, who had a kind face like an old good-natured fellow.

And in a corner, a figure flickered in and out of sight, his aura sinister, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, coldly watching everyone present...

Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Minghe, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Kunpeng...

Ao Chen swept his gaze over them, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

Good heavens, it was almost all the great powers from the front rows of the Purple Cloud Palace?

What kind of heaven-defying treasure had emerged in this valley?

Just as Ao Chen was pondering, those beings also turned their gazes toward him.

But when they sensed Ao Chen's aura, shock appeared on every face.

"A Celestial Immortal?"

Chapter 17: The Innate Gourd Vine, The Primordial Gods' Bewilderment

A Celestial Immortal—this was the starting realm for living beings in the primordial world.

In other words, across the entire primordial world, there was currently no realm lower than Celestial Immortal.

If it were anywhere else, seeing a Celestial Immortal, these gathered Great Divine Powers probably wouldn't even lift an eyelid. After all, beings of this cultivation level were far too common in the vast primordial world, like ants.

But where was this?

This was Buzhou Mountain! The spine of Pangu, the ancestral vein of the primordial world!

The mere terrifying pressure permeating this place was enough to make even ordinary Golden Immortals struggle to walk, trembling with fear. An ordinary Celestial Immortal couldn't even get close!