Prehistoric World: I've Wreaked Havoc on the Three Religions, Aren't You Going to Split Up?

Guang Chengzi, who had been caught in the crossfire, was clearly used to it and accepted the criticism calmly.

Only Huang Long returned to his seat with a face full of shame.

The subsequent demonstrations by his junior brothers only made him feel more like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Even the two nominal disciples performed their divine abilities better than he did.

By the time he left the Jade Void Palace, Huang Long was still in a daze.

"Junior Brother, there's no need to dwell on it. If there's anything you don't understand, just come find This Humble Daoist."

A voice as warm and gentle as a spring breeze reached his ears.

Huang Long looked up and saw a young Daoist of extraordinary bearing.

"Greetings, Senior Brother. I'm truly sorry for dragging you into trouble again back at the Jade Void Palace."

Guang Chengzi showed a carefree smile.

He lightly patted Huang Long on the shoulder as encouragement.

"This Humble Daoist is the senior brother of the Chan Sect. If you fall behind in your studies, it is naturally my responsibility."

"Junior Brother, don't take it to heart. Diligence can make up for lack of talent. Cultivate diligently, and you will surely achieve great things."

With that, Guang Chengzi took his leave.

Back in his cave dwelling, Huang Long remained dejected.

"My comprehension is truly terrible. If only there were a way to improve it."

"What Master said is right—this state of mine really does bring shame to the Chan Sect."

"Sigh... with such poor comprehension, I wonder how my junior brothers see me."

At this moment, Huang Long's state was one of utter frustration.

He had a solid foundation but no talent for understanding; he had entered the sect first yet lagged behind all his junior brothers.

He slumped onto his meditation mat, crestfallen, muttering incessantly like Fan Jin before passing the imperial exam.

"Comprehension... comprehension..."

The more he spoke, the more bitter his mouth felt.

Until he suddenly sat up straight, a flash of inspiration striking his mind.

"The pills Junior Brother refines!"

Xuan Du had swallowed one and instantly comprehended a divine ability.

The San Xiao had taken the pills and immediately attained the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit.

If there was anything that could enhance comprehension, pills were the most fitting choice.

Moreover, with the bond between fellow disciples, it could also bring them closer.

The more Huang Long thought about it, the more feasible this path seemed.

But the side effect of turning into a loli... that was simply social death!

He had just stood up when he slowly sat back down.

His mind couldn't help but recall the tragic look on Xuan Du's face under the Memory Stone.

He had even kept a copy of that projection himself.

Thinking of himself turning into a little loli and being gawked at after swallowing the pill, Huang Long's brows were tightly knit, and his clenched fists betrayed his inner turmoil.

"Which is more important—face or the pill?"

"And I've never had any dealings with Junior Brother. Whether I can even get the pill is unknown."

He gritted his teeth, sweat beading on his forehead, wavering back and forth.

Finally, he shot to his feet, a hint of resolve flashing in his eyes.

"How can I sacrifice the pill for the sake of face?"

"What is face compared to improving my strength?"

As for after obtaining the pill, he would just beg Junior Brother Xuan Dan to keep it secret.

If that didn't work, what harm was there in kneeling and pleading?

After all, he had already thrown caution to the wind—losing a bit more face wouldn't make a difference.

No sooner said than done. Huang Long carefully concealed his tracks along the way and finally arrived at Xuan Dan's Mansion.

"This Humble Daoist is True Person Huang Long of the Chan Sect, here specially to pay a visit to Junior Brother Xuan Dan!"

At that moment, inside the cave dwelling, Xuan Dan had just finished refining a furnace of Tianxin Pills.

He left different marks on the Tianxin Pills, muttering to himself.

"This one is for Senior Sister Jin Ling, this one is for Senior Sister Cai Yun..."

Until he heard True Person Huang Long's voice, his face showed confusion.

"Huang Long? True Person of Three Absences?"

Chapter 7: Huang Long: Junior Brother, Please Don't Tell Anyone...

True Person Huang Long was one of the more famous among the Chan Sect's twelve personal disciples.

But his fame didn't come from mighty divine powers like Guang Chengzi's.

Nor from teaching outstanding disciples like True Person Taiyi or True Person Yu Ding.

Instead, he was famous for his misery—no disciples, no magic treasures, no cultivation base—hence the title True Person of Three Absences.

Xuandan was puzzled but still opened the door.

"So it's Senior Brother Huang Long. Please, come in."

Once inside the cave dwelling, they exchanged a few pleasantries.

Huang Long's face was as strained as if he were constipated, as though he had something difficult to say.

Xuandan didn't feel like wasting words and cut straight to the point.

"May I ask why Senior Brother has come to This Humble Daoist's residence?"

Huang Long immediately put on an awkward smile and spoke in a low voice.

"Well... ahem, Junior Brother, do you still have any of those Tianxin Pills you refined?"

"This Humble Daoist has recently hit a bottleneck, so I've come to shamelessly ask for one."

"Senior Brother has no particular skills, but having spent all these years on Kunlun Mountain, I've still got some savings. If Junior Brother needs anything, I'll do my best to provide."

Xuandan raised an eyebrow slightly, then the two exchanged a knowing smile.

Both wore expressions that said, "You know what I mean."

"You've come at just the right time, Senior Brother. Freshly made Tianxin Pills."

With that, he handed the Tianxin Pill to Huang Long.

At the same time, the system's voice suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for gifting a Tianxin Pill to another. You have received a random reward!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for obtaining the reward: Low-grade Acquired Spiritual Root: Cloud Sun Grass!]

Xuandan's heart filled with joy—the reward was exactly to his liking.

True Person Huang Long, having received the Tianxin Pill, was overjoyed as well.

Both their faces beamed with cheerful smiles.

"Thank you, Junior Brother, for the pill. If there's ever anything you need Senior Brother's help with, just say the word."

True Person Huang Long couldn't wait to go back and go into seclusion for cultivation.

But then Xuandan suddenly spoke with a meaningful smile.

"As it happens, there is something right now that requires Senior Brother's cooperation."

Huang Long was in a great mood and replied casually.

"Junior Brother, speak freely. The favor of the pill is one I must repay."

Xuandan looked Huang Long up and down, then nodded slightly.

"It's nothing too difficult. I just need Senior Brother to swallow the pill right here in front of me."

The moment the words left his mouth, the smile on Huang Long's face froze instantly.

Swallowing the pill would turn him into a loli!

All pills had that same side effect, and now Xuandan was making such a peculiar request.

Could it be that this new Junior Brother taken in by Uncle Master...

The deeper he thought, the more horrified his expression became.

Xuandan's face twitched on one side, and he quickly cleared up the misunderstanding.

"Ahem, This Humble Daoist merely wanted to see if this batch of pills still had that strange side effect."

Huang Long nodded slightly. So that was it.

His inner turmoil eased.

"It seems this batch of pills has already been improved by Junior Brother."

He was quite open-minded and directly swallowed the Tianxin Pill.

At the same time, his mind kept weaving through the cultivation methods of Manifestation of the Great Thousand.

The once-difficult incantations began to grow simple.

Feeling his enlightenment sharpening, Huang Long dared not waste this precious time.