Can Ancestor Wizards Have Daoist Friends Too? The Pure World White Lotus Dispels Baleful Aura

Most Innate Gods usually cultivated in grotto-heavens and blessed lands, only occasionally going out to visit Daoist friends or travel through mountains and waters.

They did not interfere with the great trends of the Primordial Wilderness, nor did they have any direct conflict with the Wu Clan. There was no need to fight to the death.

Moreover, these people generally possessed a certain ability for self-preservation. With nothing much tying them down, if truly provoked beyond repair, they could roam the Primordial Wilderness and specifically target scattered Wu Clan tribes, which would also be troublesome.

Ju Mang took the initiative to invite him. "Bei Ming, would you like to visit my tribe?

We can eat and drink, rest up, then have another exchange of ideas!"

Bei Ming clasped his fists. "I still have important matters to attend to, so I will not be going this time. If fate permits, we will meet again."

"Good!" Ju Mang answered heartily, fighting spirit still burning in his eyes.

"Then go handle your affairs first. I will return to nurse my injuries and continue cultivating bitterly. When we meet next time, I will win it back!"

"Good luck."

With that, Bei Ming used the Free and Unfettered Journey. His body transformed into a streak of streaming light and vanished into the clouds in an instant.

Ju Mang blinked, suddenly realizing that with Bei Ming's speed, if he had fled from the start, Ju Mang would never have been able to catch him!

He subconsciously stroked his chin. "Bei Ming's speed... I fear only Big Brother could catch up to him.

He could have left, yet he still chose to clash head-on with me. As expected, he too enjoys exchanging ideas. Excellent, excellent! Worthy of being the Daoist friend acknowledged by me, Ju Mang!"

The Ancestor Wizards' logic for making friends was actually very simple—so long as someone could fight and was not an enemy, they could be a friend.

However, this standard for "friends" was by no means low in the Primordial Wilderness.

"Not an enemy" was easy enough. Other than the future members of the Demon Race Heavenly Court, the vast majority of Innate Gods had no direct mortal enmity with the Wu Clan.

But the condition of "being able to fight" was far more difficult.

The Ancestor Wizards possessed extremely formidable combat strength. Even among Innate Gods, there were not many experts capable of confronting them head-on and trading blows evenly.

For a cultivator to challenge an Ancestor Wizard, he had to at least comprehend a law himself.

In terms of equipment, it was best to possess a top-grade defensive spirit treasure. Otherwise, he might not even withstand a few moves.

He also needed a top-grade offensive spirit treasure, or he would have no way to break through an Ancestor Wizard's physical defenses.

If one could only serve as a punching bag, naturally one could not arouse an Ancestor Wizard's interest.

Making friends was, after all, a matter between two sides.

Bei Ming held no prejudice against the Wu Clan.

But the other Innate Gods might not feel the same.

After all, the Wu Clan did not cultivate primordial spirits, so they had almost no common topics when discussing the Dao.

Furthermore, the Wu Clan acted rough and unrestrained. Many cultivators regarded them as barbarians, even directly calling them "brutes."

All these reasons intertwined, leaving the Wu Clan in a relatively isolated state within the Primordial Wilderness.

Still, with their strength, even if isolated, they could remain splendid on their own.

After the exchange ended, Ju Mang landed heavily on the ground, and the rocks beneath his feet cracked into countless fissures under the immense force.

The injuries inflicted by the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler had not fully healed.

His aura was somewhat disordered. Blood stained the solid muscle exposed at his shoulder, making him look a little more battered.

Kua Fu had long been waiting in the distance. Seeing Ju Mang's appearance, he hurried forward and asked with concern,

"Lord Ju Mang, you are injured?"

Ju Mang waved his hand unconcernedly and said boldly,

"Just a minor injury! I happened to meet a Daoist friend, and we exchanged ideas. It was most satisfying!"

"???"

Kua Fu's brows rose slightly, his face filled with confusion and surprise.

Since when could Ancestor Wizards make Daoist friends?

Out of curiosity, and also to avoid unnecessary conflicts in the future, Kua Fu could not help asking further,

"Lord Ju Mang, may I ask which great expert your Daoist friend is?"

Ju Mang actually did not know much about Bei Ming.

"His name is Bei Ming. He cultivates the Water Law and the Wind Law. His magic treasures include a defensive banner and an offensive ruler.

Since he is my Daoist friend, he is an honored guest of my tribe. If you encounter him in the future, do not be disrespectful."

Kua Fu clasped his fists. "I shall obey the Ancestor Wizard's command!"

Although Ju Mang acknowledged Bei Ming, the other Ancestor Wizards had not. Ju Mang alone could not represent the Wu Clan, so he could only extend courtesy within his own tribe.

Still, having finally made a Daoist friend, Ju Mang had already resolved inwardly to find an opportunity to show off properly before his brothers and sisters.

On the other side, after a long journey, Bei Ming finally returned to Changbai Mountain.

The Primordial Wilderness lacked no lands of scenic beauty, but Changbai Mountain, one of the four great main veins, possessed its own unique splendor.

The Ancient Furnace forged Profound Bone; sheer walls propped up heaven and divided Yin Yang.

Above hung Ice Soul Cold Light, clear and penetrating; below surged Forest Waves Green Billows, stretching far and wide.

In spring, snowmelt dissolved the stars; at summer's height, mist and rosy clouds became illusory rainbow banners.

In deep autumn, the fallen moon sank like a cold jade disc; when winter ended, the wind howled and shattered jade with its cry.

Four Seasons Changes One Pool Contains; Eternal Manifestations Return to Truth Entering Great Void.

Bei Ming passed through two defensive formations. Formation patterns flickered beneath his feet, gently rippled apart, then returned to stillness.

Entering the sky above Heavenly Lake, Bei Ming looked down upon the water. A light breeze swept over it, and the sparkling surface reflected white clouds and the faint silhouettes of snowy peaks.

Bei Ming raised a hand, and the Twelve Grade Pure World White Lotus appeared.

The lotus platform was sacred and white, its petals blooming layer upon layer as strands of Pure World Divine Light flowed within the lotus heart.

Urged by Bei Ming, the Pure World Divine Light spread in all directions, transforming into a vast radiance that enveloped the entire Changbai Mountain Range in an instant.

The baleful aura hidden here for countless Yuanhui immediately fell silent, and even the spiritual energy became several degrees clearer.

With such power, Bei Ming became even more confident in his plan to dispel the baleful aura of the Northern Continent.

Bei Ming placed the Pure World White Lotus into Heavenly Lake. The lotus platform merged with the lake water, sending rings of light rippling outward.

Afterward, he cast all the Three Grade Pure World White Lotuses nurtured within the Three Lights Divine Water Pool in the Core Zone of Penglai Immortal Island into Heavenly Lake.

The Dao Rhyme of the Pure World White Lotuses echoed with the water essence of Heavenly Lake, harmonizing like zithers and se.

Heavenly Lake already possessed the ability to purify, but now, empowered by the lotus platform, its might surged dramatically.

Bei Ming moved, slowly descending from the sky and landing atop the Pure World White Lotus. His robes draped down, and his aura was tranquil.

The Water Law likewise possessed some ability to purify filth and could draw upon the waters of Heavenly Lake.

At the same time, as the owner of the Pure World White Lotus, Bei Ming could drive it more efficiently than the spirit treasure could operate on its own.

The auras of Bei Ming, the Pure World White Lotus, and Heavenly Lake gradually merged as their radiance gathered.

Guided by the Pure World Divine Light, it slowly seeped into the Ancestral Vein, driving out the baleful aura clinging to it.

The native creatures within the Changbai Mountain Range sensed this change in the unseen.

The spiritual birds in the mountains and forests stopped singing and lowered themselves upon the branches.

The spiritual beasts amid the grasslands raised their heads toward Heavenly Lake, reverence shining in their eyes.

Even the spirit roots and spiritual medicine buried deep in the earth swayed faintly.

So long as the baleful aura within the spirit veins could be completely removed, it would be an act of recreation for the Northern Continent and its countless northern creatures!

The reborn Northern Continent might find it difficult to rival the most prosperous Eastern Continent, but surpassing the Southern Continent was not impossible.

After all, once the Phoenix Race withdrew into seclusion, the Southern Continent became moderate and stable.

The cultivators and creatures within its borders developed reasonably well, yet it rarely produced top-notch Innate Gods capable of stirring the winds and clouds of the Primordial Wilderness.