Now that he had obtained the Somersault Cloud, he had a superb way to travel across the vast world and escape from enemies.
The many Innate Spiritual Roots were also ingredients for refining pills.
If he searched for them throughout the Prehistoric World himself, he had no idea how many tens of thousands of years it would take.
A glint appeared in Xuandan's eyes as he thought to himself,
It's time.
He immediately absorbed the 200,000 Years of Cultivation stored in the System Space.
Boom!!!
Vast Magic Power transformed into a pillar of azure light that shot into the sky.
Rich Spiritual Energy rapidly poured into Xuandan's body.
His improved comprehension made the Golden Elixir Great Dao easier to understand.
The pressure he gave off suddenly soared.
He broke through to the Mysterious Immortal Middle Stage, yet his cultivation continued to rise.
His aura surged out like floodwaters bursting through a dam.
Only when he reached the late Mysterious Immortal Stage did it finally stop.
Xuandan slowly stopped circulating his energy and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.
He rose to his feet, his face beaming with delight, and murmured,
"As expected of 200,000 years of cultivation. It helped me break through two minor stages in a row."
Still, he hadn't forgotten his Master's instructions from earlier.
Xuandan gazed toward the Eight Sceneries Palace, furrowing his brows as he muttered,
"I wonder what could be important enough to rouse Master and the two martial uncles."
He pondered for a moment, then shook his head.
"Never mind. It has nothing to do with me anyway."
"Master has important matters to attend to, so he won't be able to check my lessons."
"I might as well use this time to refine the Purple Cloud Sword. Then I'll have a magical treasure to face my enemies with."
With that, Xuandan returned to his cave abode and took out the Low-grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure, the Purple Cloud Sword.
He spat out Samadhi True Fire and swiftly refined the Innate Restrictions within it.
Meanwhile, the Three Pure Ones had already arrived at the Zixiao Palace.
Long ago, when they had first come to the Zixiao Palace,
the Chaos Turbulent Flow along the way had posed a deadly threat, forcing them to stay on high alert.
But now, crossing Chaos was a simple matter.
Times had changed, and everything was different...
They had just arrived outside the Zixiao Palace when a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind them.
"Three senior brothers, it's truly been a long time."
The Three Pure Ones looked toward the source of the voice.
The newcomer wore a plain-colored palace dress with a white veil draped over it.
Her long hair was swept up, and her features conveyed a dignified elegance.
Her deep eyes resembled a brilliant starry river, as though they had witnessed much.
A kindly smile appeared on her delicate face.
Laozi cupped his hands in greeting.
"So it's Junior Sister Nuwa. We truly haven't seen each other since attending the ceremony when you became a Sage."
"Greetings, Junior Sister Nuwa."
Primordial Lord of Heaven and Sect Leader Tongtian also cupped their hands in greeting.
Nuwa had just approached when a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.
"Three senior brothers, you arrived early. Do you know why we've been summoned to the Zixiao Palace?"
The Three Pure Ones shook their heads. Laozi, at their head, replied with a smile,
"We've only just arrived ourselves."
Sect Leader Tongtian suddenly chimed in,
"Speaking of which, the Two Saints of the West are awfully slow."
"They were late the last time we came to the Zixiao Palace to Listen to the Dao, and they're late again this time."
Primordial Lord of Heaven furrowed his brows, about to tell him not to be so rude.
But then a smiling voice rang out.
"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, you're still as blunt and outspoken as ever."
Two Daoists appeared in the Chaos.
One was tall and thin, his plain robes hanging from his frame and a pained expression on his face.
The other was short and stout, with a large belly and a beaming smile, as though he'd never known hardship.
Tongtian gave a scoffing laugh.
"Jieyin, Zhunti, if you'd come any later, I wouldn't have waited for you."
The Two Saints of the West cupped their hands in greeting to the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, who returned their greetings in turn.
Zhunti cast a playful glance at Tongtian and sighed.
"Fellow Daoist, surely you know how poor and far away the West is. The journey here..."
"Enough."
Laozi suddenly spoke, a faint smile in his eyes.
"I've heard that excuse so often my ears are nearly calloused. Let's enter the Zixiao Palace together. We can discuss important matters first and reminisce later."
The other Sages nodded in agreement.
"Agreed."
Only when all Six Sages had entered the Zixiao Palace did they see an old man in purple robes seated on the high platform.
Had they not seen him with their own eyes, they would not have sensed his presence at all.
It was as though he had completely merged with all things under Heaven and Earth.
The Six Sages were no longer as casual as before. They respectfully cupped their hands and bowed, saying,
"This disciple pays respects to Teacher."
The old man in purple robes was Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who had preached throughout the Prehistoric World and merged with the Dao of Heaven.
He slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to contain all things and conceal the true Dao.
Hongjun's gaze swept across the Six Sages, and he gave a slight nod.
"I have summoned you here to discuss the Tribulation."
"The Tribulation has been at a standstill for a long time, without the slightest progress."
"As Heavenly Dao Sages, you should give it a push and bring the Tribulation to an end."
The Six Sages all furrowed their brows and fell into thought.
Hongjun paid no mind to their reactions and continued,
"Whatever methods you use, it would be best to end the Tribulation as soon as possible."
"Discuss the matter among yourselves. I have other affairs to attend to."
With that, Hongjun's figure vanished.
The Six Sages were left in the Zixiao Palace to discuss the course of the Tribulation.
After some thought, Laozi spoke first.
"Neither I nor my two junior brothers wish to take part in the Witch-Demon conflict."
"However, we can have our disciples use it as a trial and give the Tribulation a push."
Primordial Lord of Heaven thought of his twelve direct disciples and two registered disciples.
Each was a blessed True Immortal with an exceptional origin and the protection of destiny. A smile appeared on his face.
"Eldest Senior Brother has said exactly what I was thinking."
Sect Leader Tongtian, meanwhile, thought of the Interception Sect's current unruly state and suddenly felt a headache coming on.
"Sigh... I only hope that pack of wicked disciples won't go out and announce they're Interception Sect Disciples. They'll disgrace us."
His expression remained calm, but a trace of worry showed between his brows.
"I have no objections either."
Nuwa furrowed her brows and sighed.
"I'm the most deeply involved in the Witch-Demon Tribulation, so I can make arrangements behind the scenes."
Jieyin remained silent, while Zhunti spoke with a grin.
"The Western Teachings have few disciples, so it's difficult for them to enter the Tribulation."
"Rest assured, fellow Daoists. If necessary, my senior brother and I will personally step in."
With that, the Sages had more or less reached a decision.
The Six Sages exchanged smiles and nodded in unison.
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