Prehistoric World: I Wreak Havoc on the Three Religions, and You Won't Split Up?

Xuan Dan was now more or less on the right track.

But the moment his words fell, a Storage Bag appeared beside him.

Xuan Dan was stunned at first, then delight followed.

His divine sense probed into the Storage Bag, revealing mountains of Houtian Spirit Roots and Demonic Beast carcasses.

All were Alchemy materials, enough for Xuan Dan to squander for thousands of years.

He hurriedly kowtowed toward the Eight Sceneries Palace.

"Disciple thanks Master for bestowing the Alchemy materials."

Within the Eight Sceneries Palace, Laozi wore a faint smile.

He no longer paid attention to Xuan Dan's affairs and continued stoking his furnace to refine pills.

Meanwhile, Xuan Dan began cultivating according to the Golden Elixir Great Dao's techniques.

Born of the Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir, he was indeed perfectly suited to this path.

In merely five hundred years, he broke through to the peak of Heavenly Immortal.

Five hundred years—the time Sun Wukong would later be suppressed.

In the present Prehistoric World, it was but the blink of an eye in cultivation.

Xuan Dan did not spend all his days secluded in his cave abode.

Every hundred years, he would venture out to walk the Kunlun Mountain.

He also made the acquaintance of many Fellow Disciples from the Chan Sect and Jie Sect.

Only his so-called senior brother, Xuan Du, remained in seclusion day and night.

So much so that Xuan Dan always returned empty-handed each time.

Feeling the atmosphere of Kunlun Mountain now—

The three sects were harmonious, the Three Pure Ones still blood brothers, close as kin.

Then he thought of the future Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, when they would tear each other apart.

Bitterness welled up in Xuan Dan's heart.

He silently vowed to do everything in his power to change the final outcome.

Back then, Laozi had given him a thousand years to set foot on the path of cultivation.

He spent the first five hundred years raising his realm, and the next five hundred naturally on the Dao of Alchemy.

Xuan Dan stood tall and straight before the Four Symbols Cauldron.

The flame he summoned was called Fire in Wood, a divine fire of relatively low grade.

The alchemy manual naturally contained methods for cultivating divine fire.

First cultivate Fire in Wood, Fire in Stone, and Fire in Air.

Then they could be fused into the initial Samadhi True Fire.

Xuan Dan had only taken the first step on the Dao of Alchemy.

Following the manual, he refined a pill called the Tianxin Pill.

As the name implied—to illuminate the true heart and enhance enlightenment.

Xuan Dan followed the manual's steps, steadily adding materials and controlling the heat.

"Dried leaves from the Enlightenment Tea Tree, the essence of East Sea Water, Azure Spirit Dew..."

As the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were placed into the Four Symbols Cauldron, the fragrance of the pill wafted from Xuan Dan's Mansion in all directions.

It happened to be caught by Xuan Du passing by, who showed a look of surprise.

"Could this be my Junior Brother's cave abode?"

"I hear my junior sought me many times without success. This Humble Daoist is, after all, the senior brother."

"Now that I've emerged from seclusion, I should come see my little Junior Brother."

Xuan Du knew Xuan Dan was refining pills and could not be disturbed.

So he waited quietly outside the cave abode.

After all, they were Fellow Disciples, the only two disciples of the Ren Sect.

There was no such strict hierarchy of seniority.

Xuan Dan did not know his cheap senior brother had already appeared outside the cave.

He still focused intently on refining the Tianxin Pill.

As time passed, beads of sweat had already formed on his brow.

Two hundred years slipped by, making Xuan Dan realize that alchemy was no simple matter.

As the Four Symbols Cauldron trembled, Xuandan immediately opened it.

Four Tianxin Pills, glowing purple and exuding a fragrance of pill essence, appeared before him.

At the same time, a voice suddenly rang out in Xuandan's mind from the system.

[Ding! Host has refined Tianxin Pills with tenfold enhanced efficacy. Side effect: Turn into a loli (duration: three thousand years).]

Xuandan's originally delighted expression instantly froze.

The heart that had soared to the Ninth Heaven plummeted straight into the Nether Abyss.

He had thought the debuff would be something like bitterness or diarrhea.

Who would have guessed it was turning into a loli—and he had to give the pills away to claim the reward.

A scene suddenly popped into Xuandan's mind: Kunlun Mountain filled with lolis flying on swords.

He quickly shook his head, casting out such stray thoughts.

Staring at the four Tianxin Pills, his face was clouded with worry.

"Speaking of which... what exactly should I do?"

Just then, a deep voice suddenly echoed from outside the cave dwelling.

"This Humble Daoist Xuándū has come specially to visit Junior Brother Xuandan!"

Chapter 3: Good Senior Brother Xuándū Turns into a Loli—Brotherly Love and Harmony!

Xuándū wore a curious gaze, a hint of laughter in his eyes.

Born of the human race, he had taken refuge under the Ren Sect's sage, Laozi.

He had originally thought he was the Ren Sect's sole disciple.

Never did he expect a new Junior Brother would be added: Xuandan.

For this hard-won junior brother, even before meeting him, Xuándū already cherished him deeply.

As his call fell, the cave dwelling's great doors opened, and the formation deactivated on its own.

Revealing Xuandan's handsome, immortal-like features.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Xuándū. Please, come in, come in."

Xuándū felt his junior brother's warmth and was overjoyed inside.

It seems this junior brother is easy to get along with.

Following Xuandan's steps, he soon arrived deep within the cave dwelling.

The Four Symbols Cauldron had yet to be put away, still seeming to carry residual warmth.

Xuándū raised an eyebrow slightly, considering himself steeped in the Dao of alchemy for many years.

He thought he might just offer some guidance to this little junior brother.

But as the senior brother, showing up empty-handed was naturally improper.

With a flip of his hand, a celestial sword radiating sword intent appeared.

"Junior Brother, this sword is called the Azure Profound Sword. I obtained it by chance."

"It is now useless to me, so I gift it to you for self-defense."

Xuandan took the Azure Profound Sword, a look of pleasant surprise on his face as he casually swept his divine sense over it.

Mid-grade Houtian Spirit Treasure.

He was only at the peak of Heavenly Immortal; at this stage, this treasure was more than adequate for self-defense.

Since they were Fellow Disciples, Xuandan didn't stand on ceremony too much.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. In that case, This Humble Daoist will accept it."

Seeing Xuandan accept the spirit sword, Xuándū grew even more delighted.

"No need for formalities. Was Junior Brother just now refining pills?"

He had been a disciple for a long time and believed he had the capital to teach Xuandan in alchemy.

Hence the question.

Mostly, he was also very curious about the pills his junior brother had refined.

He recalled his own first attempt at alchemy, how he had wasted countless precious Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, blowing up furnaces without number.

Only then had he reached his current realm in the Dao of alchemy.

If Junior Brother's pills turn out to be of poor quality, I must not criticize him—I should offer encouragement instead.

Xuándū kept admonishing himself in his heart.