Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and I Traded My Saint Position for a Wife at the Start, Part 8

Hong Yun took a closer look and was overjoyed!

"Profound Origin Water Control Banner!"

"Haha!"

"I finally got something tangible—and it's an Innate Spiritual Treasure, no less!"

Just then.

In the Primordial World, in a secluded place in the North Sea.

Beneath ten thousand zhang of seawater, a small barrier lay hidden.

A pitch-black banner stood at the center of the barrier!

The essence of the boundless seawater was drawn to the banner of its own accord, like a blue mist.

It flowed through the barrier and gathered around the banner.

The Profound Origin Water Control Banner refined it into Primordial Heavy Water and stored it within its treasure space!

Suddenly, it trembled slightly!

As if it had received some kind of summons.

It rose from the ground and vanished into the void.

The next moment, it appeared within Hong Yun's primordial spirit!

The Profound Origin Water Control Banner wasn't supposed to emerge just yet.

It had been quietly nurtured here, waiting for the right time.

When that time came, Kun Peng would stumble upon this place by chance and obtain the banner.

Now that Hong Yun had drawn the Profound Origin Water Control Banner, he used the system's power to claim one of the Innate Five Directions Banners ahead of time!

From now on, Kun Peng would have no chance of obtaining this treasure.

Hong Yun's primordial spirit touched the Profound Origin Water Control Banner, sensing the Water Law within the Innate Spiritual Treasure, along with the accumulated Water Origin.

He was so delighted that he couldn't help grinning!

The laws Kun Peng had innately mastered were Wind and Water.

That was why he could enter the water and become a Kun, or ascend to the ninth heaven and become a Peng.

The Water Law was a perfect match for the Profound Origin Water Control Banner!

Hong Yun, meanwhile, was born with the powers of the Water, Fire, and Wind Laws.

He also possessed the Water Law, so obtaining the Profound Origin Water Control Banner would naturally benefit him greatly!

At this point, these Innate Deities had yet to develop a complete cultivation path.

Their cultivation depended on their understanding and mastery of the Power of Law!

As well as the amount of magical power they had accumulated.

He was about to carefully comprehend the Water Law within the Profound Origin Water Control Banner and refine its Origin.

But then he suddenly felt someone nudge him.

He opened his eyes.

Turning his head, he saw Xuanming!

Hong Yun looked at her in confusion.

Xuanming's cool face remained composed as her slender brows arched slightly.

She looked at Hong Yun.

A thread of spiritual sense reached him:

"Why are you still sitting here grinning like an idiot?"

"Those Two from the West are no good. Why did you give one of them your Prayer Mat?"

Hong Yun replied:

"We came here to listen to the Dao, not to pick a fight!"

Xuanming's eyes shifted.

"Then, after we finish listening, should we..."

Before she could finish, Hong Yun cut her off.

"No!"

He broke into a cold sweat inside.

"I haven't even said what I meant, and you're already saying no?"

"No need to say it. I know!"

Hong Yun gazed at Xuanming helplessly.

He grumbled to himself, Miss, what you're saying doesn't fit your cool exterior at all!

You look like such a serene Innate Goddess. How come all you ever think about is fighting?

Can't you learn from your older sister, Hou Tu?

"In this Primordial Wilderness, how many of those who are competitive and rely on strength to throw their weight around ever last?"

"Even someone as powerful as Demon Ancestor Luohu, or the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Tribes, were mighty figures of the Great Luo Realm. And now they're all dead, aren't they?"

Xuanming still refused to back down.

"That just means they weren't strong enough!"

Hong Yun could only shake his head.

He knew that the Ancestral Shamans tempered their bodies with baleful energy, which naturally affected their temperament!

There was no way he could talk them around in a few sentences.

He sighed to himself:

"To get by in the Primordial Wilderness, unless you're a Heaven-appointed protagonist like the Three Pure Ones, you need two things."

"First, brains!"

"Second, keeping a low profile!"

The second point was especially important!

Take Zhen Yuan Zi, Ming He, and Kun Peng. Though all three had weathered their share of hardships, they had ultimately survived in peace.

Zhen Yuan Zi had the Earth Book. Whenever trouble arose, he would deploy the Earth Book Barrier!

Go ahead and attack. Let's see if you can break through the Earth Fetal Membrane—and shake the entire Primordial World in the process!

That was how he eventually earned the title Ancestor of Earth Immortals.

As for Ming He, as long as the Blood Sea remained, Ming He would live!

If he couldn't win, he would turn into a Blood God Son and flee back to the Blood Sea.

Who would dare let the Blood Sea—the place that bore the Primordial World's filth and bloodshed—dry up?

In the end, he became the master of the Asura Path and the ancestor of the Asura Clan.

Kun Peng was the clearest example.

At the Zixiao Palace, Jieyin and Zhun Ti had taken his seat, and the Three Pure Ones had humiliated him.

So why had he focused all his efforts on settling his grudge with Hong Yun?

Because he knew that if he tried to settle a grudge with a Saint, the Saint's best option would be to kill him outright.

Later, when the Witch-Demon War took a turn for the worse, he had fled straight back to the North Sea.

He hid in the Sea Eye and refused to come out, no matter what!

He never attained the Dao, but at least he survived, didn't he?

That was the true king of keeping a low profile!

Thinking this over, Hong Yun nodded slightly.

"I should learn more from the good qualities of people like them!"

"Even with a system, I can't get carried away."

"I still need to keep a low profile!"

As he was thinking, the doors of the Zixiao Palace suddenly creaked shut.

Hong Yun was startled.

He looked up and saw a lean, gray-robed Daoist standing on the dais.