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

"You must not use your master's name to act recklessly, either."

"As a Saint's Disciple, you must never bully others through your status. Otherwise, This Humble Daoist will not spare even the bond between master and disciple."

Xuan Du and Xuandan bowed respectfully.

"We shall heed Master's command."

But Xuandan's mind was still back at the Dragon Palace.

The moment he had brazenly declared, in front of Demon Sage Ji Meng, that his master was Taiqing.

Even now, recalling it sent a thrill through his whole body.

Sigh... Master said not to act recklessly. Showing off a little shouldn't count as reckless, right?

Xuandan felt he had just discovered a blind spot.

Yuanshi had always enforced strict discipline among his disciples.

He merely gave a few words of caution, and the matter was settled.

After speaking, Yuanshi suddenly turned to Xuandan, a look of approval in his eyes.

Xuandan frowned, puzzled.

Wait, why is Second Uncle Master staring at me?

In three breaths, he mentally reviewed every bad deed he had ever done.

Yuanshi smiled and spoke.

"Elder Brother truly has taken on an excellent disciple."

"Nephew, you were able to distinguish right from wrong when facing your Fellow Disciples."

"You did not let that bond cloud your judgment. Well done."

Xuandan let out a long breath and replied with a grin.

"Second Uncle Master flatters me. It's all because Master and my two uncles set the example and taught well."

As soon as he finished, the Three Pure Ones all broke into faint smiles.

Yuanshi actually laughed aloud, leaving the Chan Sect disciples stunned.

Since joining the Chan Sect, they had rarely seen their master smile, let alone laugh like this.

He pointed at Xuandan and scolded with a chuckle.

"You little rascal, spouting nothing but flattery. This Humble Daoist hasn't taught you a thing."

"Still, what you did truly pleased me. This item is useless to me, so I'll give it to you."

With that, a flame radiating boundless heat floated before Xuandan.

Feeling the scorching warmth, Xuandan froze.

He studied the source of the fire closely, his expression shifting to astonishment.

The energy within it was no less than the Nirvana Divine Fire he had obtained at the Dragon Palace.

"Second Uncle Master, what is this?"

Yuanshi watched Xuandan's stunned face and explained with a smile.

"This is called the Nine Heavens Profound Fire, one of the divine fires of the Prehistoric World."

"Since you cultivate the Alchemy Dao, it will serve you well. Take it."

Xuandan's mouth fell open in disbelief.

Wait, he just casually gives away a primal divine fire?

This was the Nine Heavens Profound Fire, ranked among the Ten Great Divine Fires of the Prehistoric World, no lesser than the Nirvana Divine Fire or the Samadhi True Fire!

It had existed since the dawn of the Prehistoric World, dwelling within the Thirty-Three Heavens.

It possessed the power to purify, exorcise evil, and break demonic forces, and was especially miraculous for alchemy.

The Chan Sect disciples stared with wide eyes.

Even the well-traveled Guang Chengzi couldn't help but exclaim.

"The Nine Heavens Profound Fire is unique in the Prehistoric World. In terms of rarity, it far surpasses the other divine fires."

"Now, aside from our master, Junior Brother Xuandan is the only one to wield this divine fire!"

The Chan Sect disciples looked at Yuanshi with longing.

If Xuandan, who wasn't even a member of the Chan Sect, received such a gift, then their own rewards must be even more precious!

Their hearts itched with anticipation, wondering what their master would bestow upon them.

Xuandan was overjoyed. He accepted the Nine Heavens Profound Fire and replied with a smile.

"Thank you, Second Uncle Master."

With the aid of the Nine Heavens Profound Fire, the Blazing Heaven Fiery Flame's power could ascend another level.

It also greatly benefited the Alchemy Dao.

Yuanshi nodded with a smile, then his gaze fell upon the disciples of the Chan Sect.

His earlier smile vanished, replaced by a face full of severity.

His mind suddenly recalled the scene of the Chan Sect disciples charging through the Strange Beasts earlier.

"Guang Chengzi!"

The named Guang Chengzi responded with a spring-like smile.

Just as he was about to thank him for the reward, he was met with a stern reprimand instead.

"You rely too heavily on your treasures in battle. In the future, you should focus on cultivating divine powers and techniques. No matter how fine a treasure is, it is ultimately an external force."

Guang Chengzi was somewhat dumbfounded, casting a rather resentful glance at Xuandan.

"Your disciple humbly heeds Master's instruction."

"Chi Jingzi!"

"Ah?!"

Yuanshi's sudden shift caught the Chan Sect disciples off guard.

Their smiles vanished, replaced by gloomy expressions.

They truly couldn't understand—how was a nephew-disciple more favored than a direct disciple?!

Smiles don't disappear; they just transfer to the faces of other Xuan Sect disciples.

Laozi and Tongtian exchanged a glance, their expressions equally helpless.

They were brothers of the same origin, and they understood Yuanshi's temperament well.

Soon, Yuanshi had finished admonishing each Chan Sect disciple in turn.

His tone suddenly shifted, growing serious.

"Before long, the Three Sects Grand Competition will begin. You must not slack off; cultivate diligently."

"This Humble Daoist will do his utmost to expound the Dao for you. How much you comprehend is up to you alone."

At these words, the disciples of the three sects present stood frozen in place.

Xuandan also looked puzzled—what exactly was the Three Sects Grand Competition?

Just as they were bewildered, Tongtian spoke up to explain.

"The Three Sects Grand Competition is a decision reached by This Humble Daoist and my two Senior Brothers, meant to test the results of your recent training down the mountain."

"It is tentatively set to begin ten thousand years from now. Disciples of the three sects will draw lots and compete against each other."

"Losing face before fellow disciples is far better than losing your life while wandering the Prehistoric World!"

With that, the disciples of the three sects present all showed excited expressions.

This was because, during their training down the mountain, they had encountered many fellow cultivators of their generation.

On Kunlun Mountain, it was hard to tell, but once down the mountain, the worth of a Saint's Disciple became evident.

In the Prehistoric World, peers who could interest a Saint's Disciple were few and far between.

As things stood, only fellow disciples could stir their competitive spirit.

Moreover, who wouldn't want to openly give their good brother a beating?

Laozi looked at the Eight Sceneries Palace, which had become like a bustling marketplace, and waved his hand.

"Enough, all of you return to your places."

Yuanshi and Tongtian left with their respective disciples.

Soon, only Laozi, Xuan Du, and Xuandan remained in the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Laozi rose, his gaze falling on Xuan Du and Xuandan, and said softly.

"You two, come with your Master. For this Three Sects Grand Competition, we must make some preparations."

Chapter 38: Further Elevation of Origins, Master's Heaven-Defying Secret Art, the Possibility of Chaos Primordial Origins!

Xuandan and Xuan Du followed Laozi to the alchemy chamber.

The Samadhi True Fire within the Eight Trigrams Furnace had already been extinguished, yet the air still felt scorching.

Laozi's gaze settled on Xuan Du, and he spoke softly.

"For you, cultivation has always been a gradual process, step by step."

"Your Master is very satisfied with you. Now, having trained down the mountain with Xuandan's help, your state of mind has broken through, and your Dao heart is firm."

"I believe you can break through before the Three Sects Grand Competition. Keep this well."

A Dragon Head Flat Crutch appeared before the two of them.