Arriving at Kunlun

"Wow..."

"This is way too lively."

Bixiao stared at the bustling, clamorous scene before her, her face full of surprise, her little mouth forming an O-shape.

Zhao Gongming smiled faintly. "Two Saints opening their mountains to take in disciples—this is an unprecedented grand event since the dawn of creation. Any cultivator in the Prehistoric World who has a heart for the Dao and deems themselves fated would want to come and gamble on this thread of opportunity. Naturally, it's lively."

Li Qingxu swept his gaze over the boundless "sea of people." With a brief observation, he understood.

What seemed like chaotic gathering had already tacitly formed a clear order of strength and hierarchy.

The lowest-level rogue cultivators and Lesser Demons mostly clustered at the outermost edge, while Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals stood closer in.

The closer one got to the towering, Dao-veiled foot of Kunlun Mountain, the sparser the figures became, but each figure's aura grew more condensed and powerful—at least at the Golden Immortal level.

The weak were prey to the strong; strength reigned supreme. It was on full display here.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxu, I'll take my leave here," Zhao Gongming said to Li Qingxu.

With their four siblings at the Golden Immortal realm, though they couldn't squeeze into the innermost circle, it shouldn't be hard to secure a foothold in the inner area.

The closer to the mountain's base, the greater the chance of being swept by a Saint's Spiritual Sense and gaining an edge in the trials to come.

Li Qingxu heard this, cupped his hands solemnly, and said with sincerity, "I've been under the care of you four fellow daoists all the way. Qingxu is deeply grateful."

"I'll hold this kindness in my heart. If fate allows in the future, I will surely repay it."

If he hadn't met Zhao Gongming and the Sanxiao, he wouldn't have reached Kunlun Mountain so quickly and smoothly.

"You speak too gravely. Sharing the road is fate." Zhao Gongming waved his hand, his gaze fixed on Kunlun Mountain. "I hope we all get our wish and become disciples of the Saints. Perhaps one day we'll listen to the Dao in the same hall."

Just as Zhao Gongming was about to leave with the Sanxiao, Bixiao tugged at his sleeve:

"Big brother, why don't we go all the way and bring Fellow Daoist Qingxu into the inner area too?"

Bixiao guessed that Li Qingxu had traveled countless millions of miles, braving immense risks to reach Kunlun Mountain and seek a master, surely bearing the hopes of the entire Human Race.

Thus, with her kind heart, she thought to help as much as she could.

Zhao Gongming frowned slightly at this, clearly troubled.

Though he was straightforward and chivalrous, he wasn't willing to let a chance acquaintance affect such a critical matter as becoming a Saint's disciple for himself and the Sanxiao.

"Thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist Bixiao. Qingxu will remember it."

"But my cultivation is lacking. If I force my way into the inner area under your protection, it might bring unnecessary trouble to you four. That's not what Qingxu wants."

He paused, looked at Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, and Qiongxiao, and said frankly, "You all deserve to enter the inner area with your own cultivation."

"Qingxu knows his limits. Just arriving safely at the mountain's foot is already a great fortune. The outer area may be far, but it doesn't mean there's no chance to become a Saint's disciple."

"Here, I wish you four a smooth journey and an early meeting with the Saint's fate."

Li Qingxu felt warmth in his heart seeing Bixiao so considerate of him.

But he also knew that Zhao Gongming and the Sanxiao were newcomers, not top-tier in strength. If they broke the "rules" by bringing him into the inner area, they'd likely be attacked by the crowd.

They had already done their utmost by bringing him to Kunlun Mountain. He wouldn't overstep and affect their path to the Dao.

"Alright." After hearing Li Qingxu's words, Bixiao realized her suggestion would put her brother and sisters in a bind, so she sheepishly withdrew her hand.

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Zhao Gongming had been worried that Li Qingxu might use Bixiao's goodwill to "morally blackmail" them into taking him into the inner area.

But Li Qingxu, though mediocre in cultivation, knew his place and saw the big picture.

For a moment, Zhao Gongming felt a bit ashamed for having "measured the heart of a gentleman with a petty man's mind."

Yunxiao and Qiongxiao also looked at Li Qingxu with a hint of admiration in their eyes.

Zhao Gongming cupped his hands to Li Qingxu once more, said nothing else, turned, and led the Sanxiao flying toward the inner area. The Human Immortal and Earth Immortal cultivators at the edge instinctively made way.

After watching Zhao Gongming and the Sanxiao leave, Li Qingxu found a quieter corner, sat down cross-legged, and sent a sliver of his consciousness into the Myriad Worlds Chat Group.

As soon as his consciousness entered the chat interface, he saw Ye Hei was @ing him.

[Ye Hei: @Qingxu Daojun, senior, have you reached Kunlun Mountain now?]

[Xiao Yan: Same question.]

[Qingxu Daojun: Just arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.]

[Ye Hei: Boss is awesome. Across countless millions of miles, and you're here so fast.]

[Xiao Yan: I heard senior say Kunlun Mountain is the second-largest mountain in the Prehistoric World. I'd love to see what it looks like.]

[Emperor Yongle: Same here.]

Seeing that all three were curious about Kunlun Mountain, Li Qingxu opened the system's photo function and sent a picture of the mountain.

[Qingxu Daojun: Kunlun Mountain jpg.]

As soon as the photo appeared, Ye Hei, Xiao Yan, and Emperor Yongle eagerly clicked on it.

[Ye Hei: Holy heavens above!!]

[Ye Hei: Is this really a Saint's Dao Field? It feels countless times larger than the Burial Emperor Star I'm on!]

[Xiao Yan: Just one look, and an indescribably vast aura crashes down, making my very soul tremble.]

[Emperor Yongle: To think such an unimaginable divine mountain exists in this world—utterly breathtaking!]

Having witnessed Kunlun Mountain of the Primordial World through the photo, Xiao Yan, Ye Hei, and Zhu Di had their perceptions and horizons expanded once more, deeply feeling the insignificance of themselves and their entire worlds.

Great Ming World.

Zhu Di, barely pulling himself together, descended from the dragon palanquin with Zhu Zhanji's support.

"Hah..."

Zhu Di let out a long breath.

The shock Kunlun Mountain had given him was simply too immense; had he not seen it with his own eyes, he could never have imagined such a majestic divine mountain existing in the world.

"Grandfather... are you alright?"

Zhu Zhanji asked nervously from the side, unsure what could have shaken his grandfather, already a Land Immortal, so deeply.

"I'm fine."

"Come, let's go see your father."

Zhu Di patted Zhu Zhanji's shoulder and strode eagerly toward Qinan Hall, with Zhu Zhanji following closely behind.

On the other side, Zhu Gaochi, upon learning that Zhu Di had returned to the palace, hurriedly donned his formal court robes and went to the entrance to greet his father.

However, due to his overwork, his health was extremely poor. After this short jog, he was already gasping for breath, bent over with his hands on his knees, panting heavily.

"The Emperor arrives..."

Soon, a loud announcement rang out. Zhu Gaochi quickly lifted his head and saw the vigorous Zhu Di striding toward him with the gait of a dragon and tiger.

"Father???"