The island was dotted with strange peaks, with waterfalls and flowing springs, immortal flowers and auspicious herbs growing everywhere, and spiritual birds and exotic beasts appearing and disappearing, presenting a scene of peace, tranquility, and natural Dao charm.
Compared to where he was born, this place was hundreds of times more magnificent!
"What a blessed land for immortals!" Dao Xuan marveled in his heart, his huge flood dragon head swaying slightly, stirring up a spray of water.
He was currently injured, with internal organ pain and depleted magical power, urgently needing to find a place to heal.
This place was rich in spiritual energy, making it an excellent choice.
He no longer hesitated, golden light flowed around his body, and his thousand-zhang flood dragon form rapidly shrank and transformed.
In the blink of an eye, the colossal creature disappeared, replaced by a nine-foot human form.
It was Dao Xuan's human body, still clad in his apricot-yellow Eight Trigrams robe. However, his face was pale, a trace of blood lingered at the corner of his mouth, and his aura was weak and unstable. His Early True Immortal pressure, though diminished by his injuries, still carried an ancient majesty from being the first Golden Flood Dragon born of heaven and earth.
He forcibly summoned a breath of true essence, his figure slightly staggering as he stepped onto the jade stone beach at the edge of the immortal island.
The ground beneath his feet was warm and moist. Spiritual energy seeped in through the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of his foot, nourishing his damaged meridians, bringing him considerable relief.
"First, I need to find a secluded spiritual eye to recover from my injuries. That's the priority."
Dao Xuan looked around, cautiously extending his divine sense, searching for a suitable place for secluded cultivation.
Although this place was peaceful, the Great Desolation was perilous. Who knew if any powerful beings were in seclusion here?
He walked unsteadily along a winding, spiritual-energy-rich stream, heading deeper into the island.
The stream water was crystal clear, revealing swimming spirit fish. On both banks, exotic flowers and plants emitted fragrances that delighted the senses.
After walking only a few miles, the landscape suddenly opened up to reveal a secluded valley surrounded by mountains on three sides.
The spiritual energy in the valley was dense, even more so than elsewhere. In the center lay a clear, bottomless jade-green pool, above which wisps of milky-white spiritual mist rose incessantly.
Dao Xuan's heart leaped with joy, and he was about to step forward.
Suddenly!
He stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on the highest, most picturesque peak beside the jade-green pool!
Atop the peak, instead of rocks and vegetation, floated three clouds of varying forms, radiating spiritual light!
One cloud was suffused with crimson mist, like a burning flame. As its radiance pulsed, it exuded a scorching yet lively aura, with a hint of Mid Heavenly Immortal pressure emanating from it!
Another cloud shone with golden light, as if cast from pure gold. Its radiance was contained yet resilient, exuding the unyielding sharpness of Geng Metal. Its cultivation level was approximately Late Earth Immortal.
A third cloud glowed with jade-green light, like flawless emerald. Its brilliance was warm and gentle like water, containing vigorous life force and profound Dao charm. Its cultivation level was also Late Earth Immortal.
The three spiritual clouds floated at the peak, bathed in rich Innate Spiritual Energy and the essence of the sun and moon, slowly rotating and bobbing, full of spiritual vitality.
Even more peculiar was that between the Crimson Cloud and the Golden Cloud, an invisible yet exceptionally agile wisp of clear wind was freely weaving and playing!
Though this clear wind had no form, its presence could be clearly perceived. It sometimes coiled like a dragon, and at other times brushed past the clouds, creating ripples. Its aura had actually reached Early Heavenly Immortal!
Three clouds, one wisp of wind!
It was as if thunder struck Dao Xuan's mind!
A famous location in the later Great Desolation and four earth-shattering names instantly flashed into his sea of consciousness!
Three Immortals Island!
The Three Virtuous Ladies!
Zhao Gongming!
The Crimson Cloud must be Lady Yunxiao, who would later wield the Primordial Gold Dou and dominate the Investiture of the Gods Battlefield!
The Golden Cloud should be the owner of the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, the fiery-tempered Lady Qiongxiao!
The Jade Cloud must be the holder of the Dragon Binding Rope, the elegant and gentle Lady Bixiao!
And that wisp of clear wind was none other than the future Outer Disciple Senior Brother of the Intercepting Sect, the invincible Zhao Gongming who wielded the Sea Calming Pearls!
Dao Xuan's heart trembled violently, almost causing him to blurt out their names!
He never expected that his panicked escape by water would lead him straight to the birthplace of these future core powerhouses of the Intercepting Sect!
And this was before they had even taken human form!
Just as Dao Xuan's mind was in turmoil, his eyes wide with astonishment, the four spiritual beings on the peak simultaneously sensed the uninvited guest!
The radiance of the Crimson Cloud suddenly intensified, and a wave of divine sense, tinged with obvious reverence and vigilance, swept over, locking onto Dao Xuan.
The wisp of clear wind also immediately stopped its playful dance, hovering beside the Crimson Cloud. Its invisible "gaze" scrutinized the figure exuding True Immortal pressure below with a sense of surprise.
A clear, melodious voice, yet filled with obvious respect and a hint of nervousness, emanated from the Crimson Cloud, echoing clearly in the secluded valley:
"Pr... predecessor, who might you be? This island is protected by a primordial grand formation that severs heavenly secrets. It is extremely difficult for outsiders to find, let alone enter!
Senior possesses immense divine abilities to have broken through the formation and descended here? May I ask the purpose of your visit?"
The voice was filled with natural reverence for high-level cultivators.
Dao Xuan's Early True Immortal realm was already an existence they had to look up to, given that they had not yet taken human form and their highest cultivation was only Mid Heavenly Immortal!
Furthermore, the ancient aura of majesty emanating from Dao Xuan, a product of the first Golden Flood Dragon, made them instinctively feel pressured.
Dao Xuan took a deep breath, forcing down the churning blood essence and the tempestuous waves in his heart.
He bowed slightly towards the peak, his expression gentle yet tinged with exhaustion.
"This humble Daoist is Dao Xuan, a rogue cultivator from the East Sea, and the first Flood Dragon to achieve human form.
I did not intend to trespass on your sacred ground. I was merely fleeing for my life after suffering a great calamity and being pursued by a Golden Immortal cultivator. In my desperation, I used water escape to flee, and somehow, guided by the water currents, I mistakenly entered this island.
As for that innate grand formation... this humble Daoist was truly unaware of it and has no idea how I entered. It was as if there was a guiding hand leading me here.
I am currently heavily injured. If I have caused any disturbance, I hope you young friends will forgive me."
His words were sincere, clarifying his origins (the first Flood Dragon to achieve human form), stating he had entered by mistake, and revealing his injuries and the fact that he was being pursued by a Golden Immortal. This explained his presence.
It also subtly elevated his status (being able to escape a Golden Immortal) and revealed his weakened state, thus reducing the other party's wariness.
"The first Flood Dragon to achieve human form?!"
The female voice from within the Crimson Cloud carried an undisguised shock and reverence. "Being chased by a Golden Immortal?!"
That wisp of Clear Wind let out a low gasp, circling in awe. Even the invisible airflow became cautious. "Is the might of a Golden Immortal truly so terrifying? Senior, you... you are so badly injured!"
Her voice was filled with dread of the battle between high-level cultivators and concern for Dao Xuan's injuries.
The Crimson Cloud's rosy glow rippled slightly, its reverence deepening and its vigilance greatly reduced.
The Golden Cloud and Jade Cloud also flickered, conveying emotions of awe and curiosity.
The origin of being the first Flood Dragon to achieve human form, and the strength to escape a Golden Immortal (in their eyes), was enough to make them look up to him.
"Senior Dao Xuan!" The female voice from within the Crimson Cloud became even more respectful. "Your cultivation is profound, yet you have suffered such a tribulation. This valley's Azure Pool is the place where we were born, its spiritual energy is the most pure and gentle, greatly beneficial for healing. If Senior does not mind, please recuperate here with peace of mind. We are willing to guard you!"
She proactively extended an invitation, her posture very low.
Firstly, Dao Xuan's realm was profound and worthy of reverence. Secondly, his injuries were severe and his aura weak, not indicating malice. Thirdly, his ability to break into the grand formation might have been guided by fate.
Fourthly, they had lived on this isolated island for a long time and had rarely encountered such a "great being." They were both in awe and longed to get closer and seek guidance.
Upon hearing this, Dao Xuan's heart settled, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"In that case, this humble Daoist will shamelessly impose. Thank you, young friends."
He no longer refused. Under the awestruck gazes of the four spirits, he walked to the place beside the Azure Pool where the spiritual energy was most concentrated and spiritual mist was rising, and sat down cross-legged.
As soon as he was seated, the incomparably pure Innate Spiritual Energy surged into his limbs like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, nourishing his damaged meridians and soothing the hidden pain in his internal organs.
The gentle Water Essence power emanating from the pool water perfectly matched his Flood Dragon origin, accelerating his recovery.
Dao Xuan immediately calmed his mind and began circulating the healing techniques from the Heavenly Star Evolution Technique to guide the spiritual energy in repairing his body.
Above the peak, the three clouds slowly descended a bit, hovering in the air not far from Dao Xuan, maintaining a respectful distance.
That wisp of Clear Wind also quietly settled beside the Crimson Cloud, "watching" Senior Dao Xuan heal with awe and curiosity.
For a time, in the secluded valley, only the subtle sound of spiritual energy flowing and Dao Xuan's long, steady breaths could be heard. A peculiar atmosphere of reverence and childlike devotion permeated the air.
Time flowed, and within the island, time had no meaning.
Dao Xuan entered seclusion, and it lasted for a full hundred years.
During these hundred years, he was immersed in healing and cultivation. With the help of Three Immortals Island's unique innate spiritual eye and abundant spiritual energy, he not only completely healed the injuries inflicted by Venerable Xuanyin.
But also, by misfortune, he turned it into a blessing, refining his foundation to be even more robust and unbreakable, like jade.
His relationship with the four spirits on the peak also underwent subtle yet profound changes over the century.
After his injuries stabilized, Dao Xuan would often end his brief meditations and proactively communicate with the four spirits.
He did not impart teachings from a high and mighty position, but rather like a gentle, knowledgeable, and elder brother-like figure, patiently answering the various confusions the four spirits encountered on their cultivation path.
"Senior, what is 'sharpness'? I observe the solidity of Golden Cloud, yet it struggles to break through the void's obstruction."
Clear Wind (Zhao Gongming)'s voice carried a youthful thirst for knowledge as he respectfully inquired.
Dao Xuan smiled slightly, took out the Mysterious Gold Law-Breaking Halberd, and did not activate its power. He merely placed it before him, allowing the innate Geng Metal Dao charm that destroys all laws and severs everything to naturally flow.
Instantly, an invisible sharpness permeated the air.
"Sharpness is not merely hardness, but the 'law-breaking' opportunity."
Dao Xuan's voice was gentle, yet every word was profound. "The solidity of Golden Cloud is the firmness of defense. Sharpness, however, is to pierce through illusions, find its weakness, and break it with a single strike.
Like this halberd, its edge is contained, not yet unleashed, yet where its intent points, all laws are void."
He lightly tapped the void with his fingertip, and a wisp of condensed Geng Metal energy silently pierced out.
A falling spiritual leaf in front of him instantly split in two, its cut as smooth as a mirror, yet without any trace of violent energy leaking out.
Clear Wind circled the Mysterious Gold Law-Breaking Halberd, its invisible airflow becoming exceptionally focused.
At times, it imitated the condensed sharpness, and at times, it sensed the intent of breaking through laws. Its aura, amidst reverence, quietly gained a sharp insight.
The Golden Cloud's light also flickered, as if contemplating the connection between hardness and softness, defense and attack.
"Senior, in the path of change, how does one grasp the crucial 'one'?" Crimson Cloud (Lady Yunxiao)'s rosy glow rippled, transforming into a nimble cloud sparrow, respectfully asking.
What she asked was precisely the principle of Chaos Genesis that Dao Xuan had mentioned before.
Dao Xuan pondered for a moment and did not answer directly. Instead, he closed his eyes and focused his mind.
He integrated his understanding of the trace of Chaotic Dao Rhyme from the fragment of the Chaos Bead, and a sliver of comprehension regarding the beginning of heaven and earth and the genesis of all things, into his divine sense.
This transformed into a gentle and all-encompassing ripple of Dao Rhyme, which lightly brushed over Crimson Cloud.
"Before chaos was divided, before primordial chaos was distinguished, it was 'one.' This 'one' is not a dead thing, but a life force containing infinite changes.
It is like clouds and mist, gathering and dispersing unpredictably, taking on myriad forms, yet its origin is still that point of Innate Cloud Qi.
Grasp the origin, and all changes return to the root. With a flick of the wrist, anything can become a marvelous technique."
Crimson Cloud bathed in this ripple containing Chaotic Dao Rhyme. Her rosy clouds undulated violently, sometimes transforming into galloping steeds, sometimes condensing into budding lotuses.
At times, they scattered into countless stars in the sky. Her transformations became more agile and natural, profoundly mysterious, and the Dao Rhyme contained within grew deeper.
Although she did not speak, the gratitude, enlightenment, and deep affection emanating from her rosy clouds were clearly discernible.
Jade Cloud was most interested in the external spiritual roots of plants and the exotic flowers and fruits that Dao Xuan spoke of.
Dao Xuan then recounted all that he knew, as if telling a story. This caused Jade Cloud's spiritual light to leap with joy, and she listened with rapt attention, becoming even more admiring of this knowledgeable senior.
For a hundred years, Dao Xuan acted as both brother and teacher, guiding them meticulously.
The Four Spirits, like thirsty souls, revered Dao Xuan as a father and elder brother, their affection deepening daily.
Each time he resolved their doubts or they debated Dao, they benefited greatly. Their respect and reliance on this "Senior Dao Xuan" had long been etched into their spiritual origins.
One day.
Dao Xuan sat cross-legged beside the spiritual eye of the Azure Pool. His aura was harmonious and full, having reached its peak.
A pressure, more vast and condensed than a hundred years ago, subtly emanated from him.
Above his head, the swirling spiritual energy gathered madly. Three extremely solid, clearly outlined lotus phantom images slowly appeared!
Though only three inches in size, they were brimming with Dao Rhyme. One was pale gold, one was watery blue, and one was a hazy chaotic gray, symbolizing his Dao Foundations in Geng Metal, Water Element, and Chaos (from his comprehension of the Chaos Bead)!
This was a precursor to the "Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, Five Energies Returning to the Origin"!
Dao Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. Golden light shot out like lightning from his pupils, piercing the void!
A powerful aura, far surpassing that of a hundred years ago, erupted from his Mid True Immortal cultivation, instantly engulfing the entire secluded valley, only to be perfectly retracted by him!
Mid True Immortal! His foundation was stable, and his cultivation had advanced greatly!
Almost the instant he broke through, a powerful fluctuation of Dao Rhyme also came from the mountaintop!
That Crimson Cloud shone with myriad rays of light. Purple qi swirled within the crimson clouds, and her spiritual pressure had stabilized at Late Heavenly Immortal!
As her rosy clouds flowed, her transformations were at her will, profoundly mysterious, with a nascent hint of primordial harmony taking shape!
That wisp of Clear Wind had condensed into a tangible pale green crystal light. As it circled and roared, the void showed subtle cracks, its sharpness reaching perfection, only one step away from Mid Heavenly Immortal!
Golden Cloud's light was contained like refined gold, and Jade Cloud's jade light shimmered with life. Both their spirituality and cultivation had greatly increased, and they were not far from the threshold of Heavenly Immortal!
"Congratulations, Senior Dao Xuan! Congratulations on your cultivation advancement and reaching a higher level!"
A clear female voice emanated from Crimson Cloud, filled with genuine joy and deep reverence.
"Senior is too amazing! This aura... so strong!" Clear Wind circled in awe, his voice filled with excitement.
Golden Cloud's golden light flickered, and Jade Cloud's jade light swayed, both conveying emotions of immense respect and joy.
Dao Xuan rose to his feet, feeling the surging, sea-like magic power within him and his rock-solid Dao Foundation. He felt incredibly exhilarated.
He looked at the Four Spirits on the mountaintop, his gaze gentle and gratified:
"A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.
My breakthrough today is also thanks to the protective efforts of you young friends, and even more so from debating Dao with you all, learning from each other, and refining myself.
I will always remember this karmic connection."
"Senior flatters us!" Crimson Cloud's rosy clouds flowed, her voice filled with immense respect and gratitude.
"Senior's hundred years of imparting knowledge and resolving doubts, guiding us through confusion, has been like a rebirth for us!
This kindness and virtue are like that of a master!
Our spiritual natures are dull. We only wish that when we eventually take human form, we can follow Senior's side, listen to your teachings, and repay even a fraction of your great kindness in imparting Dao!"
Clear Wind excitedly echoed, "Yes, yes! Senior, when we take human form, we'll definitely come find you!
You can't abandon us!"
His words were filled with dependence on his "parental figure."
Golden Cloud's golden light was firm, and Jade Cloud's jade light swayed, both conveying the same desire to follow and revere him.
Dao Xuan looked at the four future powerhouses before him, who regarded him with divine reverence and deep affection. His heart was filled with emotion, and a warmth surged within him.
After a hundred years together, their bond had deepened into that of master and disciples, elder and younger siblings.
He knew that the journey to Kunlun Mountain could not be delayed any longer.
"Good!"
Dao Xuan let out a hearty laugh and agreed, "Your foundations are already laid, and the day you take human form is not far off.
This old Daoist has urgent matters that require a trip to Kunlun.
When you take human form in the future and travel the Great Desolation, you may seek me out on Kunlun Mountain!
The Great Desolation is vast, and you must also diligently cultivate without ceasing, lest you waste this island's blessings!"
"We respectfully follow Senior's teachings!"
The four spirits responded in unison, their voices filled with reluctance and firm commitment.
Dao Xuan no longer hesitated. He took a deep look at the immortal island shrouded in colorful mist, at the three spiritual clouds and a wisp of clear wind atop the peak.
His figure flickered, transforming into a condensed, substantial, and pressure-laden pale golden escape light.
He shot up into the sky, directly into the clouds, heading northwest towards Kunlun Mountain, speeding on his way!
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