On their way to Three Pure Ones Mountain, they sensed the hidden presence of many unfathomable Great Luo Golden Immortals—and beings even more powerful.
The gazes of some Quasi-Saints were fixed on them from distant lands.
As for Zhunti and Jieyin, who were currently fleeing, that went without saying.
Dijiang had personally made a move earlier.
Though he had concealed his Quasi-Saint-level aura, he had exchanged a single blow with an old dragon in the sea before choosing to back down.
Even so, the aura of a Quasi-Saint had shaken the Primordial Wilderness, provoking countless Great Luo Golden Immortals and Great Divine Ability Users to act in a frenzy.
Zhunti and Jieyin wouldn't be able to escape for long!
"Now all we need is an opening—just one opening!"
"Then this plan will reach its climax!"
"I want that Saint Position to change hands!"
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Chapter Thirty-Six: Suppressing Gongming with One Hand, Pressing Down the Three Firmaments with a Flick of the Finger! (Please Give Flowers and Monthly Votes)
Xuanming conjured the mist of the Great Dao and brought Chu Xuan, concealing their identities as they arrived before the Three Pure Ones Secret Realm. Under countless astonished gazes watching from the shadows, they entered with ease.
Thus, Chu Xuan got to meet the Three Pure Ones, beings of extraordinary distinction in the Primordial Wilderness.
One old, one middle-aged, and one young.
They seemed to embody the Dao itself, hazy and indistinct, the beginning of the primordial origin, profound beyond measure.
The Three Pure Ones stood together as though they were one.
It was as if they were the True Body of some Great Dao.
Taken together, the three of them might well be no weaker than a Quasi-Saint.
The Three Pure Ones had been formed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, making them the true Pangu Orthodox.
In some ways, they were even more orthodox than the Wu Clan.
After all, the Wu Clan had been born from only a portion of Pangu's blood. Even the Ancestral Shamans had come from Pangu Essence Blood, which was still just blood essence. The Three Pure Ones, on the other hand, came from the most vital part: his Primordial Spirit.
No one had paid them much attention before because Hongjun had attained the Dao first, and no one dared speculate about what the Dao Ancestor thought of these "remnants of the previous dynasty."
But now that the matter of the Saint Position cushions had erupted, the Gods had begun to see a little more clearly.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun probably didn't care. At the very least, he was willing to grant them Saint Positions.
Their origins were simply too terrifying. Perhaps that was one reason why the Gods' attacks on Zhunti and Jieyin weren't as fierce as they might have been.
Chu Xuan seemed to grasp something.
But he said nothing.
Just as he had told Xuanming, the Three Pure Ones were rather special. They might see through something, so they couldn't stay long. This time, Xuanming was the one in charge.
Soon, Xuanming had Chu Xuan leave. The Three Pure Ones also called over a disciple at just the right moment, and had him show Chu Xuan around the secret realm.
Chu Xuan obediently followed a Daoist named Duobao, who had just arrived, out of the Three Pure Ones Hall, acting like an ordinary member of the Wu Clan.
"Fellow Daoist Chu Xuan, shall I show you around first?"
Daoist Duobao wore a genial smile that put people at ease. Most striking of all, he had all sorts of treasures hanging from him. Most were acquired treasures, but they still dazzled the eye.
Chu Xuan glanced at the future Buddhist World-Honored One of the Western Sect, then smiled. He felt the two of them would have plenty to talk about.
A disciple of the Three Pure Ones, and a future World-Honored One!
Though, with Chu Xuan's interference, the future might not unfold that way after all.
Still, every cause had its reason.
There was no harm in saying a few more words.
However, before he could say anything,
a handsome Daoist with a somewhat weak aura approached from nearby.
"Senior Brother Duobao! Let me show this fellow Daoist around instead!"
"Fellow Daoist Chu Xuan, I'm Guangchengzi, a direct disciple of Yuqing. Wouldn't it be better if I showed you the sights of the secret realm?"
The newcomer was indeed Guangchengzi. He had been attacked not long ago, but despite that, he had stubbornly left his cave.
He had come to compete with Duobao for the right to host their guest.
He was making a show of his claim to orthodoxy before the outside world.
A hint of dispute between Shangqing and Yuqing, once it reached their disciples, could affect the relationship between the two lineages.
With a single glance, Chu Xuan saw through the cause and effect.
He couldn't help feeling that if he were in the Three Pure Ones' sect, his schemes would be even easier to put into practice.
But although he wasn't in their sect, Chu Xuan instinctively stirred the pot.
"Fellow Daoist Guangchengzi, you don't look fully recovered from your injuries?"
It was phrased as a question, but the certainty in Chu Xuan's eyes was plain.
Guangchengzi's expression stiffened. He replied awkwardly,
"You may not know, but I was attacked by a Great Divine Ability User not long ago. It was no ordinary assault. Fortunately, my teacher treated my injuries, and I've recovered."
"If we're only going sightseeing..."
"That's a pity. I'd been hoping to spar with a disciple of a Future Saint and test what I've learned!"
Chu Xuan spoke without a hint of reserve. His gaze was eager and regretful, and he acted as blunt and battle-hungry as any member of the Wu Clan.
His words left Guangchengzi with nothing to say.
There was no point in trying to seize the right to host Chu Xuan now.
He could only stare blankly as Chu Xuan walked over to Duobao.
Daoist Duobao burst into laughter.
"Excellent! Our Shangqing Sect is vast and has many disciples. We have more than any of the Three Pure Ones, so I promise you won't leave empty-handed!"
Smiling, Duobao ignored Guangchengzi's fury and happily led Chu Xuan toward the Shangqing Sect.
Behind them, Guangchengzi waited a long while before snorting and leaving in a huff.
After all, Chu Xuan had made himself clear. If Guangchengzi kept pressing, he'd only be humiliating himself.
Still, though Chu Xuan's bluntness had slighted him, he didn't resent him all that much, since Chu Xuan was Wu Clan.
Most of his anger came from Duobao's remark that the Shangqing Sect was vast and had more disciples than the others.
It was as if Duobao had quietly claimed the orthodox position for his own sect.
That infuriated Guangchengzi.
Like teacher, like disciple.
Guangchengzi had always placed great importance on being a member of the Pangu Orthodox lineage. He had never thought much of Martial Uncle Tongtian's disciples, who were born from the wet and hatched from eggs.
Now they had gotten the better of him, and he could hardly keep his anger in check.
Unable to resent Chu Xuan, he could only resent Duobao—and even the Shangqing lineage!
Everyone in the Three Pure Ones Hall knew what had happened outside.
Laozi sighed inwardly.
Tongtian didn't care, while Yuanshi frowned.
In the end, however, he said nothing. After all, this was ultimately a matter for the disciples.
Even if he did have an objection, it would be because Yuanshi disapproved of the Shangqing Sect's uneven quality. After all, Chu Xuan was Wu Clan—what kind of scheming could the Wu Clan possibly have?
Only Xuanming knew that Chu Xuan had definitely stirred things up behind the scenes. Once you looked at him through a certain lens, it seemed you could read hidden motives into everything he did.
This left Xuanming both amused and exasperated. Her little brother seemed to cause trouble wherever he went.
Of course, as someone on Chu Xuan's side, she wasn't about to expose him.
Then she promptly changed the subject and began discussing investment and protection with the Three Pure Ones.
Within the Shangqing Sect,
Chu Xuan revealed his True Body, tens of thousands of zhang tall. The Great Earth Law shook as he brought his palm down on one shining pearl after another.
His divine strength, weighing hundreds of millions of jun, seemed capable of splitting the heavens, while the earth beneath him remained firm and heavy.
Zhao Gongming's expression changed drastically. He tried to struggle, but Chu Xuan soon smacked each Sea Calming Divine Bead with a single palm, leaving them dimmed.
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