Fusion of Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud

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Upon returning to Fangzhang Island, Qing Xuan gathered everyone beside the Three Lights Divine Water Pool.

The five lotus platforms in the pool sensed the Twelve Petals Merit Golden Lotus and began to shimmer with light simultaneously.

Qing Xuan gently placed the newly acquired Golden Lotus into the water, and the six lotus platforms immediately reflected each other's brilliance.

Nuwa rested her chin in her hand as she watched, then suddenly asked, "Little Gourd Vine, what are your plans for the next step?"

Qing Xuan gazed at the lotus platforms, pondering for a moment, "I shall first enter seclusion to digest what I have gained from listening to the sermon."

Fu Xi nodded, "The Method of Severing Three Corpses explained by the Dao Ancestor is profound; it requires a calm heart to comprehend."

Houtu, however, seemed restless, the Netherworld Spiritual Treasures in her hand emitting occasional dark light.

Noticing her abnormality, Qing Xuan asked softly, "Is it that the spiritual treasures are sensing something?"

Houtu nodded hesitantly, "They seem to be pulling at me, pointing toward a certain place on the Primordial Great Land."

"Do not rush," Qing Xuan reassured her, "When the time is right, the reason will naturally become clear."

Everyone found their own Quiet Room to enter seclusion, and Fangzhang Island returned to its former tranquility.

In the Quiet Room, Qing Xuan took out the Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud. As the auspicious cloud unfolded, ten thousand golden lanterns hung down with Yingluo.

He attempted to refine it using the Method of Severing Three Corpses, only to discover that his Primordial Spirit was deeply compatible with it.

Strange, this auspicious cloud seems to resonate with my very origin, Qing Xuan mused to himself.

Suddenly, fragments of images appeared within the cloud, depicting the scene of Pangu's Creation.

Qing Xuan focused his mind, gradually realizing that this treasure contained the merit of Heaven Opening and the origin of Pure Qi.

While he was contemplating, a knock came from outside the Quiet Room, and the voice of Ao Gan sounded:

"Teacher, Second Brother Ao Kun has also broken through, and he is now guarding the Qian Position with me."

Qing Xuan finished his practice and stepped out, feeling gratified to see Ao Gan's face full of joy.

"Very good, take me to see him." Qing Xuan followed him to the northwest of Fangzhang Island.

He saw a Black Dragon coiling among the mountain range, its dragon might already beginning to take shape.

Seeing Qing Xuan arrive, Ao Kun transformed into his human form and knelt in obeisance, "Many thanks to Teacher for your cultivation."

Qing Xuan helped him up, "It is your own diligence. Now, go and stabilize your realm well."

When he returned to the Main Hall, Nuwa had already emerged from seclusion and was playing with the Precious Lotus Lantern.

The flames within the lamp reflected her thoughtful face, "Severing the corpses seems to be no easy task."

Qing Xuan laughed, "If it were easy, wouldn't everyone be able to attain the status of a Quasi-Saint?"

Nuwa pouted, "And what about you? Have you made any progress during these days of seclusion?"

Qing Xuan shook his head, "Severing the corpses requires an Innate Spiritual Treasure as a vessel; I am still deliberating."

In truth, he had other calculations in mind—the Hongmeng Liangtian Ruler was a Merit Supreme Treasure.

If he were to use it to sever his corpses, he might be able to walk a path different from ordinary people.

But this matter carried great weight, and Qing Xuan did not intend to reveal it too early.

Fu Xi stepped out of his Quiet Room at this moment, holding the phantom image of the River Diagram and Luo Book.

"I have observed the celestial phenomena; it seems the Demon Race is making moves at Buzhou Mountain," Fu Xi said.

Qing Xuan looked toward the direction of Buzhou Mountain, "Di Jun and Tai Yi are establishing the Demon Court."

"With the titles bestowed by the Dao Ancestor, they naturally wish to establish their authority over the Primordial Great Land as soon as possible."

Just as they were speaking, ripples suddenly appeared outside Fangzhang Island.

Qing Xuan raised his eyes to look and saw the figure of a Daoist appearing outside the Island Protection Grand Formation.

The visitor was none other than Old Ancestor Hong Yun, who appeared hurried and filled with worry.

Qing Xuan activated the formation to welcome him in, "Daoist friend, what brings you here?"

Hong Yun gave a bitter smile, "To tell you the truth, this Daoist has come to seek refuge."

It turned out that after he obtained the Primordial Violet Qi, he had been targeted the moment he left Zixiao Palace.

Kunpeng had secretly united with several other Great Beings, intending to seize his opportunity to attain sainthood.

Relying on his superior escape techniques, Hong Yun had fled all the way here, remembering that Qing Xuan had once gifted him a gourd.

"I, Hong Yun, keep in mind your kindness in gifting me the treasure in the past. Today, I come to you presumptuously..."

Nuwa was blunt, "Then just give the Primordial Violet Qi to them."

Hong Yun shook his head, "This was bestowed by the Dao Ancestor; how can I easily yield it?"

Qing Xuan sighed inwardly; Hong Yun remained as naive as ever. Possessing treasures is a crime, after all.

Qing Xuan pondered for a moment. "Fellow Daoist, you may stay temporarily on Fangzhang Island; it is safe here."

Hong Yun bowed in gratitude. "Many thanks for your shelter, Fellow Daoist. I shall certainly repay this kindness."

After Hong Yun went to rest, Nuwa frowned. "Won't this invite trouble?"

Fu Xi also said, "Kunpeng is vicious and calculating. If he discovers Hong Yun is here, it may lead to complications."

Qing Xuan merely smiled. "It is of no concern. I happen to want to meet this Demon Master."

He had other schemes in mind—the tribulation of Hong Yun was far-reaching.

If he could alter the trajectory of his fate, he might be able to disrupt certain Heavenly Secrets.

Moreover, Fangzhang Island was protected by a grand formation; it could withstand any attack from those who were not Saints.

Several days later, Demonic Qi filled the air outside the island, and the voice of Kunpeng drifted in:

"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, since you have obtained the Primordial Violet Qi, why not come out and Discuss Dao with me?"

Qing Xuan stepped out of the formation to see Kunpeng standing atop the clouds, accompanied by three Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.

"The Demon Master has arrived; I apologize for not welcoming you sooner. May I ask what business brings you to my Fangzhang Island?"

Kunpeng's gaze turned cold. "Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"Hong Yun stole my Saint Creation Opportunity. Today, he must provide an explanation."

Qing Xuan chuckled. "The Violet Qi was bestowed by the Dao Ancestor; how can you call it theft?"

"As for you, Demon Master, giving up your seat in Zixiao Palace was your own voluntary act."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng flew into a rage. "If not for Hong Yun's meddling, would I have lost my position?"

The three Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals behind him simultaneously unleashed their pressure, and Demonic Qi surged into the sky.

Qing Xuan showed no sign of fear; the Hongmeng Liangtian Ruler was already faintly visible in his hand.

"You wish to fight?" He scanned the four of them. "Think clearly before you act."

Kunpeng knew well of Qing Xuan's methods and feared the power of that Merit Supreme Treasure.

After a moment of stalemate, Kunpeng let out a Cold Snort. "Fellow Daoist, are you truly determined to protect Hong Yun?"

"And if I am?" Qing Xuan replied calmly. "Demon Master, please return."

Kunpeng's eyes flickered, but he finally flicked his sleeves and departed. "This matter is not over!"

Watching them leave, Qing Xuan felt no sense of relief.

Kunpeng had retreated this time, but his next return would surely be with the force of a thunderbolt.

Back on the island, Hong Yun looked full of guilt. "I have implicated you, Fellow Daoist."

Qing Xuan waved his hand. "Since I have kept you on the island, I shall naturally ensure your safety."

A few months later, a Dragon Roar shook the heavens from the east of Fangzhang Island.

Ao Li broke through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, transforming into a Crimson Dragon that soared into the sky, wreathed in flames.

Immediately following, from the south, the west... the Eight Directions successively emitted the aura of breakthroughs.

The Eight Sons of Ao had actually achieved the Zenith Heaven realm one after another within a mere hundred years.

Qing Xuan stood in the center of the island, watching the dragon energy converge from all directions, a smile on his face.

"The time has come." He summoned the eight dragons. "Follow me to the Dragon Tomb."

The eight sons were incredibly excited; they had waited for this day for too long.

Nuwa and the others also wished to accompany them, so the group departed from Fangzhang Island.

The Dragon Tomb was located in the deepest part of the East Sea, requiring them to cross layers of restrictions.

Qing Xuan used the Hongmeng Liangtian Ruler to clear the path, its Chaos Qi parting the thick mist.

After traveling for an unknown amount of time, a massive abyss appeared on the seabed before them.

In the abyss, one could vaguely see dragon bones piled like mountains, with the lingering shadows of Dragon Souls drifting about.

Ao Gan and the others felt their blood boiling and one after another revealed their true forms, letting out long cries.

The Dragon Tomb seemed to be awakened, and countless Dragon Souls rose from the abyss.

An ancient, weathered voice echoed through the abyss: "Descendants have arrived..."

"We are the Remnant Souls of the Ancient Dragon Clan, having guarded this inheritance for a long time."

Qing Xuan stepped forward and bowed. "This junior, Qing Xuan, has brought the Dragon Clan Descendants here."

The voice remained silent for a moment. "You are not of the Dragon Clan, yet you possess the Ancestral Dragon Qi."

"Since it is destiny, I shall permit you to enter the Inheritance Land together."