The Mythological Imperial Dynasty Is Established! A Grand Era Begins! Fuxi!

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years had passed.

Following the end of the battle in the Eastern Sea, the entire Primordial Wilderness had returned to calm. Yet beneath that tranquility lay the sense of an approaching storm, making the atmosphere increasingly subtle. Even signs of living beings moving about had dwindled considerably, while the Karmic Tribulation Qi between heaven and earth grew ever denser.

Just as Di Jun had expected, awed by the might of the Heavenly Court's three Quasi-Saint Realm experts, countless beings had joined the Heavenly Court during this time. In contrast, the Purple Mansion had become sparse and lifeless, with little vitality remaining.

Heavenly Realm, Heavenly Emperor Palace.

Boundless destiny blessed his body as immense insights continuously gathered, endlessly fed back from the Sea of Destiny. Di Jun's aura kept transforming, rising at a frenzied pace as though undergoing ultimate sublimation. Every wisp of rosy radiance he exhaled contained the True Meaning of Great Dao.

At a glance, he seemed to bow over countless realms. Misty vapors swirled around him, and the Dao sounds of all phenomena rose and fell. A phantom Dao Fruit stood above Di Jun's head, gradually solidifying as though it encompassed every mystery.

No one knew how much time had passed before a tremendous boom, seeming to transcend reality itself, suddenly erupted.

In an instant, Di Jun's eyes flew open. The Dao Fruit entered his body, and his violent aura shook the void. Countless spatial cracks spread around him, only to be erased with a wave of his hand.

A breakthrough—Mid Primordial Golden Immortal Realm!

"The Method of Mythological Imperial Dynasty has also been completed!"

"The foundation has appeared. Once I complete this step, I can establish a true Mythological Imperial Dynasty. At that point, the matching Mythological Cultivation System can be put on the agenda. When that day comes, the Heavenly Court will truly soar and rise completely!!!"

His gaze was bright and deep, blazing like two dazzling suns. Di Jun's smile grew radiant, and his heart surged with excitement.

He had been reborn as Di Jun for countless Kalpas, and his true spirit had awakened over ten million years ago. Now, it was finally about to succeed!

"A mythology gathers all into one whole, becoming a lineage of its own. Destiny becomes one with the body, the Dao Fruit becomes one entity. Destiny is me, and I am destiny."

"To create a true Mythological Imperial Dynasty, to forge the true Method of Mythological Imperial Dynasty, one must first lay down the foundation of the Mythological Imperial Dynasty. It is called... the Mythological Seal!"

"The Twenty-Four Sea Calming Pearls contain the power of the twenty-four heavens and worlds. They are sufficient to serve as the core for creation and evolution, but I still need a main vessel to bear the dynasty's destiny."

"The Chaos Bell? The Creation Green Lotus? Not enough. Far from enough!"

"This concerns a Myth Imprint. It must bear a Mythological Mark and withstand the impact of all beings in the Heavenly Court. It already involves fantasy and wonder; even a Prenatal Ultimate Treasure would be difficult to stabilize and would only shatter. At the very least, I need a Chaos Spiritual Treasure. But where in the Primordial Wilderness could I obtain one?"

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. A great deal of plot and information from Primordial Wilderness webnovels surfaced in his memories as Di Jun fell into contemplation, his fingers unconsciously moving as he began deducing.

After a long while, inspiration suddenly struck. Countless scenes in his mind froze on one place. His eyes narrowed slightly, then gradually lit up.

He seemed to have found it.

Moreover, it was the only option—and the one most suitable for the current Heavenly Court!

"By my reckoning, the Innate Gourd Vine should be about to emerge? I hadn't understood it clearly when I read those novels in my previous life, but now that I live in the Primordial Wilderness, things are much clearer."

"A gourd vine capable of producing seven gourds at the level of Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures—its status speaks for itself. It must once have been a Chaos Spiritual Root, only to be damaged during the Great Tribulation of Creation and have its grade fall."

"According to the records of Primordial Wilderness webnovels, the Innate Gourd Vine actually has an Eighth Black Gourd. It is the true essence of the gourd vine? If the origins of the seven gourds are gathered to nurture the Black Gourd, its status might even reach Chaos Grade?"

"The possibility is truly quite high!"

"Even if this is merely an unfounded rumor, it doesn't matter. Seven Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, combined with the Chaos Bell, the Creation Green Lotus, and various other treasures, supplemented by some ordinary Magic Treasures, would be enough to create a vessel capable of bearing the Mythological Seal. No matter what, I won't lose out."

"If it can truly nurture a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, that would be even better. But if not, it still doesn't matter!"

Di Jun muttered to himself.

Having made his decision, Di Jun no longer hesitated and immediately began to consider his next move.

Since the creation of the Mythological Imperial Dynasty was involved, he was determined to obtain the Innate Gourd Vine. He had to obtain it. There was no other option, and Di Jun had no need to hesitate or deliberate. As long as he was certain that he had to acquire the Innate Gourd Vine, that was enough.

"According to the original trajectory, I remember that the seven gourds were divided among Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, Taiyi, Hong Yun, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

"Nuwa and Taiyi are our own people. That means there are sixteen competitors. Aside from Hong Yun, none of them are easy to deal with. And Hong Yun has Zhen Yuanzi constantly at his side, so he cannot be underestimated either."

"Unless I reveal my strength, I'll have to find another way."

As for revealing his strength?

Di Jun smiled. He had never considered it at all.

Since he wished to go from being a chess piece to becoming a chess player, he naturally had to gradually change his identity while concealing his abilities.

At this point in time, the Three Pure Ones and the others had certainly already attained the Quasi-Saint Realm. Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches had expended vast amounts of essence blood and suffered severe damage to their foundations, they must have at least reached the early Quasi-Saint Realm.

Unless Di Jun exposed his Mid Quasi-Saint cultivation, how could he possibly be their opponent? But if he did reveal it, Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao would undoubtedly notice. Would they want a chess piece beyond their control to emerge? The answer was obvious.

"Perfect. It's time to make that move as well."

A sharp gleam flashed through Di Jun's eyes, and a faint curve appeared on his lips.

A way to break the deadlock?

He had one already!

Since he wanted to be a chess player in the vast plane of the Primordial Wilderness, whose waters ran deep, how could he fail to make every preparation? How could he lack the ability to look ten steps ahead with every move?

Buzz!!!

His lips moved slightly, as though Dao sounds were forming. Di Jun waved his hand, and a streak of golden light vanished into the void.

Mount Buzhou, Cave of Creation.

Nuwa, who had been cultivating intently, abruptly opened her eyes. Reaching out, she gathered the information contained within the mote of light. Without hesitation, Nuwa flashed away from her own Daoist field and arrived at Qiankun Cave Heaven, the Daoist field of her Elder Brother.

"Elder Brother? Elder Brother?"

Standing outside Fuxi's thatched hut, where he was in seclusion, Nuwa called out hurriedly.

The moment her voice fell, the space before her flickered, and Fuxi appeared before Nuwa.

"What's wrong, Little Sister? What happened for you to be in such a hurry?"

Fuxi asked in confusion.

"His Majesty wishes to see you. Come with me."

Nuwa said.

"But I haven't decided which faction to join yet."

Fuxi said hesitantly.

Upon hearing that, Nuwa couldn't help rolling her eyes at Fuxi.

Which faction?

Was there even a need to consider it? Of course it had to be His Majesty's Heavenly Court!

Her His Majesty possessed the bearing of mythology.

Of course, because Di Jun had never said she could tell others about it, Nuwa had not mentioned the Mythological Law to anyone.

"Alright, alright, just come with me. Why think so much about it?"

Speaking irritably, Nuwa didn't wait for Fuxi's reply before directly grabbing him and tearing through the void toward the Heavenly Realm.

"Hey, hey, hey—"

Heavenly Emperor Palace.

Nuwa and Fuxi entered from outside the palace. Sensing their auras, Di Jun, seated cross-legged upon a cushion on the high platform, slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty."

Nuwa gave a slight bow.

"Greetings, Daoist Brother."

Fuxi also offered a polite salute.

"Why be so formal, you two? Sit."

Di Jun said with a smile. As he spoke, two cushions appeared behind Fuxi and Nuwa.

Once the two had taken their seats, Di Jun did not waste words or beat around the bush. He went straight to the point. "Fuxi, focus and listen carefully. I shall grant you the Mythological Law."

They were both his people, and Fuxi was originally meant to join the Heavenly Court anyway. Time was also pressing, so Di Jun could not be bothered with further pleasantries or formalities. Being direct was better.

"???"

Fuxi wore a bewildered expression.

The Mythological Law?

What the hell was that???

"Elder Brother!"

Although Nuwa had guessed that Di Jun had summoned her Elder Brother in order to bring him into the Heavenly Court, she still felt delighted now that it had been confirmed. Seeing Fuxi lost in thought, she immediately sent him a voice transmission.

"May I ask, Daoist Brother, what is the Mythological Law?"

Recovering from his daze, Fuxi asked in confusion.