Lotus Blossoms, White Roots, and Green Leaves: The Three Teachings Were Originally One Family
Di Jun looked surprised and brought out the River Diagram and Luo Book to make a divination.
"Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir taking form, the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit transforming, the Taiqing Golden Elixir Great Dao..."
"This foundation is simply heaven-defying!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi gazed toward the East Sea, looking rather envious as well.
"If we could swallow him, perhaps we could cross the Quasi-Saint realm and become Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortals!"
Di Jun immediately stopped him. "Be cautious!"
"He's Taiqing's disciple. We can't touch him."
Kunpeng, stationed at the North Sea by the Demon Court, narrowed his eyes.
"Good heavens, he's the finest nourishment on the path to sainthood!"
"Damn it! Why did someone like him have to become Taiqing's disciple?"
"Fortune favors the bold..."
"Bold? This is far too dangerous. I can't risk it!"
He watched Xuandan helplessly, as though he could see the vanished Primordial Violet Qi.
A single Primordial Golden Elixir might truly be no weaker than Primordial Violet Qi. It could multiply his chances of breaking through to Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal!
But...
He didn't dare make a move!
Furious at his own helplessness, Kunpeng could only whip up towering waves across the North Sea to vent his rage.
Zhunti, far away on Western Mount Sumeru, was just as envious.
"A Golden Elixir at the Primordial level! An unprecedented treasure."
"If I swallowed one, perhaps I could advance further in the Sage realm and stand shoulder to shoulder with Taiqing."
"A Golden Elixir taking form is already an unprecedented wonder. It can even break through to Golden Immortal and complete its transformation. Taiqing certainly planned this well."
"How did the Three Pure Ones keep stumbling into every good thing?!"
Nearly every mighty figure in the Prehistoric World had been drawn to Xuandan.
They divined his origins and foundation, each with their own thoughts.
Those most concerned about Xuandan were the Three Pure Ones on Kunlun Mountain.
Primordial Lord of Heaven suddenly opened his eyes, astonished.
"Junior Disciple Xuandan's foundation is truly heaven-defying."
"But this has alarmed all the living beings of the Prehistoric World. I fear calamity is coming."
"The entire Prehistoric World has been affected by his breakthrough to Golden Immortal. This is simply..."
As a Sage, he had never encountered anything like this in his life.
He was so astonished that he could barely speak.
The commotion was hardly any less than when they had attained sainthood.
Xuandan was in danger!
The mighty figures of the entire Prehistoric World now knew of Xuandan's foundation.
To be sure, many were rational enough to fear the Sages' authority and refrain from acting.
But when the benefits were great enough, plenty of beings would choose to take the risk.
Especially...
Those two fellows from the West had no shame whatsoever!
Tongtongtian, in Biyou Palace, was also roused by the commotion.
After learning what had happened, he was momentarily stunned, then threw back his head and laughed.
"After this, Junior Disciple Xuandan ought to cultivate the Daoist teachings of my Interception Sect."
"I wonder if Eldest Brother would be willing to part with him and let me raise Junior Disciple Xuandan."
"With that heaven-defying will and foundation, he's contending with all the living beings of the Prehistoric World for a chance at survival. Wonderful, simply wonderful!"
Tongtian called out without hesitation.
Primordial Lord of Heaven heard him from Jade Void Palace.
He couldn't help pursing his lips, then looked toward Biyou Palace and laughed as he chided him.
"Have you started imitating those two shameless Saints of the West?"
"Aren't you afraid you'll get another beating from our senior brother for saying that?"
Primordial Lord of Heaven and Tongtian set off for Eight Sceneries Palace at the same time.
The power of Xuandan's breakthrough to Golden Immortal and attainment of the Dao Fruit grew ever stronger in the East Sea.
Countless Strange Beasts roared as they raced toward the East Sea Dragon Palace.
Near the Dragon Palace, innumerable Koi with traces of Dragon Clan bloodline greedily inhaled the elixir fragrance Xuandan was giving off.
They suddenly leapt high out of the water, transforming into Flood Dragons above the sea.
The Four Dragon Kings were instantly so shocked that they stood frozen in place.
Huanglong's mouth hung open too. He stared, dumbfounded.
The fragrance alone could turn carp into dragons.
If they really swallowed Xuandan, becoming Grand Unity Golden Immortals on the spot wouldn't be a dream!
The countless members of the Sea Race were exhilarated, continually absorbing the essence of the elixir fragrance.
Even the impurities in the Flood Dragons' bloodlines were slowly being purged.
The East Sea Dragon King's mind went blank.
An endless supply of True Dragon Bloodline?!
The Dragon Clan had existed for countless years. What hadn't they seen...
They had truly never seen this before!
Xuandan knew nothing of the chaos raging outside. He continued to break through with all his might.
Demon Sage Ji Meng, who had been preparing to lead the army in retreat, suddenly stopped.
His greedy gaze fixed on the East Sea Dragon Palace, his expression torn with indecision.
Lotus flowers, white roots, and green leaves—the Three Sects had originally been one family.
Ji Meng's eyes were full of greed and resentment.
Even a Quasi-Saint found it difficult to suppress the impulse in his heart.
He narrowed his eyes slightly but didn't act rashly.
Xuandan was the disciple of the Grand Pure Sage. Ji Meng hadn't forgotten, and he didn't dare to.
He couldn't bear the consequences of angering a Sage.
But the rich elixir fragrance spreading through the air...
It made it impossible for him to move on.
A thought even crossed Ji Meng's mind: if he swallowed Xuandan, sainthood might be within reach.
His mind raced as his divine sense spread in every direction.
He sensed countless Strange Beasts heading toward the Dragon Palace on instinct.
Ji Meng immediately came up with a daring plan.
The Strange Beasts had no intelligence; they had simply been drawn there by the elixir fragrance.
Some of them were even Grand Unity Golden Immortals.
Even Ji Meng would find it troublesome if he suddenly ran into a horde of these Strange Beasts attacking him.
With a sinister grin, Ji Meng secretly altered the direction in which the Strange Beasts were heading.
He kept gathering the scattered beasts together, pointing them straight toward Xuandan.
The Demon Army remained camped where it was, ready to wait for the mantis to catch the cicada, then seize the oriole's prize.
Ji Meng thought it over for a long while. This was worth taking a risk.
He could use the Strange Beasts to test Taiqing's attitude.
Meanwhile, inside Eight Sceneries Palace on Kunlun Mountain.
Primordial Lord of Heaven and Sect Leader Tongtian had already arrived.
Tongtian, blunt and straightforward, was frantic with worry. He spoke without hesitation.
"Eldest Brother, let me go and bring Junior Disciple Xuandan back."
"Right now, countless eyes are focused on him."
"Staying in the Dragon Palace like this, he has no safety at all."
Primordial Lord of Heaven echoed his concern.
"Every living being in the Prehistoric World with any cultivation at all wants to attack Junior Disciple."
"With a foundation like his, I'm afraid even Jieyin and Zhunti would shamelessly try to convert him."
"If we keep leaving him to fend for himself, Junior Disciple Xuandan may find himself in a hopeless situation."
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