Primordial Wilderness: This poor Daoist Yun Xiao, Saint of Three Immortal Island!

Thus, the importance of one's foundation to the beings of the Primordial Wilderness was self-evident.

Moreover, foundations were generally innate, and irreversible without extraordinary fortune.

That is to say, whatever foundation you were born with basically determined what you would amount to in this life—unless you encountered heaven-defying luck, there was no way to reverse it.

"Hum—"

At this moment, as the Pangu Jade Marrow was being refined, Yun Xiao's mind grew increasingly clear. Dao Sounds occasionally echoed in her ears, as if she did not need to cultivate deliberately—every moment, she was listening to the Dao itself.

"Taking this chance, I'll break through again!"

She quickly submerged her divine sense into the Fragment of the Jade of Creation and continued to comprehend the Law of Strength.

Time flowed unmarked in the Primordial Wilderness.

On this day, Yun Xiao slowly opened her eyes. A faint, indistinct river flashed through her gaze and vanished, as if carrying absolute power, ready to shatter all obstacles!

Law of Strength: three percent!

"That's enough."

Yun Xiao murmured softly. The further one went with the Law of Strength, the greater the difficulty. At her current realm, reaching three percent was already no small feat.

As for the Pangu Jade Marrow, because the energy it contained was so terrifying, she had only refined one-tenth of it.

The remaining energy stayed within her body, waiting until her Primordial Spirit cultivation advanced another step, allowing her to cultivate the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique more deeply—then she could continue refining it.

"Time to make a trip to the North Sea."

Yun Xiao stood up. With a single, light clench of her hand, she twisted a stretch of empty space into distortion!

Such strength, such a physical body—it was already no less than that of a pure-blooded True Dragon!

She stepped back onto the "Dao Bridge," retracing her path, and in an instant returned to the starting point.

"Oh?"

At that moment, Yun Xiao was slightly taken aback.

The vanished gate had reappeared before her, blocking the way!

"Even to leave, I must face one last trial?"

Gazing at the towering portal that seemed to prop up the heavens, Yun Xiao smiled lightly. A river surged through her pupils, and then a faint cyan light rippled over her palm as she slowly pressed it toward the gate.

"Rumble—!"

With a thunderous roar, the gate—massive as if forged from countless Ancient Stars gathered together—was slowly pushed open under the Law of Strength!

"It seems the final trial is one's foundation."

Yun Xiao's eyes gleamed. She vaguely guessed the meaning behind the gate's reappearance.

If she had not comprehended the Law of Strength, she might have been trapped here by the gate forever, unable to escape, left only to await the arrival of the next great fortune-seeker.

At that point, she would have had to hand over everything she had gained!

But if one's foundation was extraordinary enough to grasp the Law of Strength, they could resonate with the gate and leave freely.

In other words, spirit, luck, and foundation—none could be lacking!

The conditions for obtaining the inheritance of the Great God Pangu were indeed quite harsh!

"Hum—"

Just as the gate was pushed open, the two lines of text upon it suddenly blazed with ten thousand feet of cyan light. Then, before Yun Xiao's astonished gaze, they transformed into the shape of a Divine Axe!

What was going on?

Before Yun Xiao could react, the Divine Axe turned into a beam of light, flew out from the gate, and instantly plunged into her brow.

"This..."

She touched her forehead but felt no discomfort at all.

"Forget it. Perhaps it's another kind of gift, one I simply can't perceive at my current realm."

Yun Xiao pondered for a long while but found no answer. Left with no choice, she retraced her steps, turned into a streak of white light, and shot straight up from the bottom of the Mountain Pit.

On the mountainside of Buzhou Mountain, outside the Mountain Pit.

"Could there be a great fortune here...?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man was pacing back and forth at the edge of the pit, hesitating over whether to descend.

The pit's yin wind howled, sending chills down one's spine—but this was Buzhou Mountain. Every strange spot might well be a treasure trove.

Just as the man was wavering in indecision—

"Boom!"

A thunderous noise erupted from the bottom of the pit. The man curiously craned his neck to look down, only to see a mass of white light hurtling upward from the depths, growing larger and larger in his pupils...

"Pfft!"

Without giving him any chance to react, the white light slammed into the man's chin in an instant. The tremendous impact sent him tumbling down the mountain like a gourd...

"Damn it, I've messed up!"

Yun Xiao touched her forehead, watching the man's figure tumble down the mountain like a shooting star, and couldn't help but wince.

Who said Buzhou Mountain was empty? She'd let her guard down!

Now this place was the Qilin Clan's territory!

"Did I... accidentally crash into and kill a qilin?"

She shuddered, then without hesitation flew off toward the North Sea.

But after a moment, Yun Xiao turned around and came back.

If that guy really had been knocked dead by the collision, then the treasures on him...

"Sinful, truly sinful."

Yun Xiao sped down the mountain. As she descended, Pangu's oppressive aura grew weaker, so she moved quickly. Before long, she found the man lying on the ground in the area between the mountainside and the foot of the mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, are you alright?" she called out tentatively from a distance.

The man still lay motionless on the ground, with no trace of any aura.

"Fellow Daoist, I didn't mean to. I know you'll forgive me."

"But if your entire legacy and fortune are buried here on Buzhou Mountain, I'm afraid you really won't forgive me."

Yun Xiao walked toward the man as she spoke, though it was unclear who she was talking to.

Finally, she reached his side and reached down to feel for something...

"Boom!"

The next moment, two streaks of Flowing Light collided in midair, erupting with a deafening roar!

You old fox!

Yun Xiao and the man both retreated, eyeing each other warily.

Now, a Xuanhuang Handkerchief hovered above Yun Xiao's head, while the man gripped a long spear in his hand, its surface swirling with dense killing intent.

"Fellow Daoist, you've injured me. Surely you must pay something to settle this Karma."

"For instance... your life?"

As he spoke, the man's aura shifted violently. The pressure of a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal swept out in all directions, and the falling snow howled!

"All this scheming just to kill me and take my treasures."

Feeling the man's tidal wave of Primordial Unity Golden Immortal pressure crashing toward her, Yun Xiao's expression remained calm.

By now, she had figured out the whole situation.

A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal couldn't possibly have failed to dodge just now. The reason he let himself get hit was simply to create a pretext for the two of them to form a Karmic bond.

His goal was to see her emerge from the Mountain Pit on Buzhou Mountain and seize whatever fortune she had obtained.

So even if she hadn't turned back just now, he would have chased after her on his own.

By turning back, she had walked right into his trap!

But having long known the dangers of the Primordial Wilderness, she had come prepared, foiling his plan for a one-hit kill.

"Fellow Daoist, since fate has brought us together like this, don't blame me for what comes next."

With that thought, Yun Xiao spoke softly. The Pure World White Lotus emerged, and in an instant, it bloomed, sending a sea of flowers stretching millions of miles!

"So you really did gain a great fortune on Buzhou Mountain!"

Seeing the Pure World White Lotus, the man's face lit up with delight, clearly misunderstanding something.

But none of that mattered now. The long spear in his hand transformed into a streak of Flowing Light, condensing in the air into the character "kill," and stabbed straight toward Yun Xiao.

This was the mid-grade innate Spiritual Treasure, the Blood Origin Spear. Driven by the man's Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Magical Power, it seemed unstoppable, even slicing through the falling snow!