Primordial World: Poor Daoist Yunxiao, Saint of the Three Immortal Islands!
Chapter 12

Primordial Wilderness: I, Yun Xiao, Am a Saint of Three Immortal Island! Section 12

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"Little sister, what you said today has taught Wang Shu a great deal. Please accept this Moon Laurel Tree leaf as a token of my gratitude."

Wang Shu?

The first Tai Yin Goddess?

Yun Xiao's heart stirred. She hadn't expected to meet Wang Shu, the Tai Yin Goddess, by sheer coincidence!

This woman had an extraordinary background!

According to her memories, Wang Shu was the Tai Yin Goddess born of the Taiyin Star. There were even rumors that she was the reincarnation of a Chaos Demon God. Her origins were heaven-defying, and she was no less formidable than Luohu of the Demon race!

Forming a good bond with someone like her was the sort of opportunity others could only dream of.

"I have other matters to attend to, so I can't stay here with you any longer. Be especially careful on your trip to Buzhou Mountain, little sister."

A faint smile appeared on Wang Shu's cool, beautiful face. After giving Yun Xiao a few words of advice, she vanished from the spot.

"Buzhou Mountain... Is it really that ominous?"

Yun Xiao furrowed her brows slightly. What was hidden in Buzhou Mountain that even Wang Shu, the Tai Yin Goddess, kept her distance from it?

Still puzzled, she stepped out of the barrier, transformed into a white cloud, and flew toward Buzhou Mountain.

No matter what, she was determined to go!

The Great Wilderness Western Classic once recorded: "Beyond the northwestern seas, at the edge of the Great Wilderness, there is a mountain that does not join the heavens. It is called Buzhou Fuzi."

In legend, Buzhou Mountain connected heaven and earth and served as the pillar of the world. It was cold all year round, with snow constantly falling, and no ordinary person could reach its summit.

So when Yun Xiao crossed half of the Primordial Wilderness and arrived there, what she felt was extreme cold—and an overwhelming pressure.

Yet neither came close to matching the shock of Buzhou Mountain's appearance.

The range before Yun Xiao could not be adequately described as merely grand or magnificent.

It was like a backbone running through the land of the Primordial Wilderness, stretching from east to west across 129,600 great rivers. It reached the stars above without shifting, while below it held down countless miles of yellow earth.

Even the sea of clouds only drifted around the mountain's base. Its perpetually snow-covered slopes looked as though countless Taiyin stars had crashed down upon this place, finally converging into one!

"Pangu was the first to be born. As he neared death, he transformed into all things..."

"Gong Gong, enraged, struck Buzhou Mountain. The pillar of heaven broke, the supports of the earth snapped, and Nuwa mended the heavens..."

Yun Xiao murmured to herself. As she marveled at Buzhou Mountain's appearance, a new insight stirred within her.

Why was the word "not" part of Buzhou Mountain's name?

Judging from the pressure emanating from the mountain, it might not have been whole since the moment Great God Pangu created heaven and earth.

Otherwise, by Yun Xiao's reckoning, withstanding the pressure at the foot of the mountain should have been her limit. Yet she now had the strange feeling that she could climb halfway up its slopes.

"No wonder a divine mountain like this was broken by a single strike from Gong Gong, a Quasi-Saint. The mountain may have been incomplete from the start. Besides, Gong Gong was a descendant of Pangu, and the Witch-Demon Tribulation and Hongjun's schemes were all bound up in the matter. Only then was the mountain struck down."

"Perhaps this was simply the mountain's fate."

Yun Xiao sighed. The divine mountain had supported heaven and earth, yet was destined to suffer such a calamity. It was hard not to feel moved.

She climbed toward the summit under the immense pressure. Snow fell thickly, yet none touched her clothes. Along the way, she saw neither a single spiritual root nor any other opportunity.

She didn't even encounter a living creature. The place was utterly desolate and bleak, and not even dangerous.

The ancient past lay buried here, its dust scattered by the wind. That was perhaps the truest description of Buzhou Mountain.

Ten years, a hundred years, three hundred years...

White Lotuses bloomed around Yun Xiao, helping her resist the pressure of Buzhou Mountain. Her steps never faltered.

"Hmm?"

One day, just as she was nearing halfway up the mountain, Yun Xiao's expression suddenly shifted. She looked sharply ahead.

Something seemed to be calling to her, like a pair of trembling hands clutching her heart!

It was the foreboding sense of an opportunity!

Delight flashed across Yun Xiao's face. She quickened her pace without thinking, and with the opportunity drawing her on, the climb seemed to grow easier.

Several months later, she finally reached the mountainside of Buzhou Mountain. The feeling of being summoned had grown stronger than ever.

Before Yun Xiao lay a pitch-black hollow in the mountain, bottomless and filled with the roar of the wind and snow. The sound seemed to come from the underworld, sending a chill through anyone who heard it.

"No wonder Wang Shu stayed away from this place. It really is a little ominous."

Yun Xiao focused divine light in her eyes and peered downward. Even so, she could see only a hundred feet ahead.

It was as though this place were the source of darkness, capable of swallowing all light.

Should she go down or not?

She hesitated for a long while, but in the end, she couldn't resist the powerful feeling inside her. She brought out the Sea Calming Divine Pearls and her other Spiritual Treasures, then carefully made her way down into the hollow.

The hollow was eerily quiet. Yun Xiao descended for several years before her feet finally touched solid ground.

"Crack!"

A sudden sound came from beneath her foot, like a bone snapping. In the silent space, it rang out with startling clarity.

The sound snapped her out of her boredom. She immediately used Cloud Leap to dart aside, tense and on guard.

"A fragment of a withered bone?"

When Yun Xiao saw what she had stepped on, she didn't relax. Instead, she grew even more wary.

A fragment of a withered bone meant that living creatures had been here before her!

There might be an opportunity here, but it could well come with tremendous danger!

There were no barriers at all around the hollow, as if it were a trap inviting its prey inside. Yet under the surface, danger lurked!

"Is this place really so sinister?"

Yun Xiao stared at the pitch-black cave before her, extending her spiritual sense to its utmost limit as she slowly entered the darkness, carefully sensing every change around her.

Everything here was connected to the legends of Great God Pangu. The thought weighed heavily on her, leaving no room for carelessness.

Along the way, she stepped on several more fragments of withered bones, some shaped like dragons, others like qilin. It was clear that these creatures had been immensely powerful in life.

Yet all of them had perished here. It was an ominous sign.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Just then, flames suddenly flared up on either side of Yun Xiao, like fiery dragons illuminating the entire cave.

At last, the cave's true appearance came into view.

"What is this?!"

When Yun Xiao saw the full extent of the cave, her expression changed abruptly.

Countless Ancient Diagrams had been carved into the surrounding rock walls. Each seemed to mark a moment in history, radiating the aura of ancient times!

The Ancient Diagrams depicted one event after another!

Three wisps of pure energy taking form on a certain day.

Countless ferocious beasts meeting their end on a certain day.

A river of blood flowing among dragons, phoenixes, and qilin on a certain day.

A Chaos Demon God awakening on a certain day!

Some of these events had already happened in Yun Xiao's memories, while others were destined to happen in the future.

In other words, the Ancient Diagrams carved into the stone walls represented the course of history in the Primordial Wilderness!

What a stunning sight!

As a transmigrator, Yun Xiao's knowledge of the broad and minor currents of the Primordial Wilderness was nothing surprising.

But the Ancient Diagrams on these walls depicted many major events that would unfold from ancient times onward. They didn't cover every detail, but they were still astonishing!

"Were all of these deductions made by Great God Pangu?" Yun Xiao was utterly shaken.

She didn't believe there was another transmigrator, and even if there were, no one could be powerful enough to carve these into Buzhou Mountain.

Setting that aside, aside from Pangu, who had transformed into the Primordial Wilderness, she couldn't think of anyone in the world with such heaven-defying power.

"How terrifying is Great God Pangu? He calculated events across the ages. Even after transforming into the Primordial Wilderness, he can still control the fate of the era!"

Yun Xiao was captivated by the Ancient Diagrams before her. Patiently, she studied them one by one, her spiritual sense gradually sinking into their depths.

"Your Dao."

Suddenly, a voice rang out in her heart, as though it had come from the river of history, crossing the barriers of time!

"My Dao?"

Yun Xiao's eyes grew unfocused. She stood motionless, as if her soul had left her body.

After a long time, her lips finally moved, and she murmured eight words: "Reach heaven and earth; ascend to the pinnacle."

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