The Dragon's Return to the Southeast, Hetu and Luoshu Calculate Beiming

Han Chi received them with both hands, his expression respectful. Feeling the pine cone, warm and smooth as jade, with spiritual light lingering within, a flash of shock and gratitude crossed his eyes. He bowed low and said:

"Thank you, Master, for the reward!"

To break through to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, one must refine the Five Qi in the Chest.

The heart belongs to fire, the liver to wood, the spleen to earth, the lungs to metal, and the kidneys to water.

Currently, the Hong Huang Zhi Zhong is filled with innate spiritual energy of extremely high quality, containing a multitude of elements.

While a cultivator can normally break through by simply inhaling and exhaling this energy, the seeds of the Five-Needle Pine encompass the five elements and can accelerate this process.

"That is all," Bei Ming said, his tone indifferent yet carrying an air of unquestionable authority.

"Find a side hall and settle in.

This Seat will soon travel the Honghuang Continent again; the Changbai Mountain Range and the Great Void Palace shall be left to your care."

Han Chi's expression turned solemn as he clasped his fists and replied: "I shall strictly follow the Master's decree!"

With that, he retreated slowly for several steps, bowed once more, and turned to leave.

Bei Ming did not worry that Han Chi might harbor ill intentions.

Unless he possessed a spirit treasure capable of concealing the secrets of heaven, there was nowhere for Han Chi's thoughts to hide should Bei Ming choose to peer into them.

Furthermore, the highest authority over the double defense formation remained firmly in his own hands.

If Han Chi were to harbor any crooked thoughts while at the Changbai Mountain Range, Bei Ming could subdue him with a single thought.

After dealing with this small interlude, Bei Ming calmed his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and breathed rhythmically, entering a state of cultivation to consolidate his newly broken-through cultivation base.

Outside the hall, the pine waves surged and spiritual mist lingered; the entire Changbai Mountain Range seemed to quiet down, breathing in unison with him.

In the midst of cultivation, time is truly worthless.

Here, thirty-six thousand years are but a fleeting moment.

Bei Ming slowly opened his eyes, a divine light flashing through his pupils that rendered the void transparent, his aura steady and composed.

The next moment, his figure flickered as he executed the Free and Unfettered Journey, transforming into a streak of light and departing the Changbai Mountain Range with light, silent grace.

Following his previous plan, he continued his journey toward the Honghuang Continent.

The daoist arena of Fuxi and Nüwa is located at Mount Qixi.

According to the geographical divisions of the Honghuang Continent that Bei Ming learned from his inheritance:

Mount Qixi is situated in the southeast, right at the intersection of the eastern and southern regions of the Honghuang Continent.

This time, traveling south from the northeast with the southeast as his target, it was a pity that his route would not pass by Mount Buzhou.

That first divine mountain of the Honghuang Continent, formed from the spine of Pangu, was already etched in Bei Ming's mind; sooner or later, he would have to pay it a visit.

The journey along the way was long and dull; the mountains and great marshes he occasionally swept past were merely fleeting shadows of the world.

The only thing that brought any interest to the journey was encountering innate formations, breaking them, and obtaining the opportunities hidden within.

It must be said that the eastern region of the Honghuang Continent is indeed incredibly wealthy.

Innate spiritual materials could be seen everywhere among the mountain ridges and river marshes.

The number of innate formations guarding spirit treasures and spiritual roots was also far from small.

Although Bei Ming gained much during his travels, most of the spiritual roots and spiritual plants he obtained were of mid-grade or low-grade, with only a dozen or so being of high-grade.

As for a Top-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, he had not encountered a single one.

In this era, many top-grade spirit treasures were gathered in the hands of Hongjun or served as the personal spirit treasures of innate gods.

Top-grade spirit treasures in the wild were rare to begin with, and most were guarded by great formations; whether one could encounter them depended entirely on fate.

By this time, almost all the innate gods of his generation had entered the world, making names for themselves in various parts of the Honghuang Continent.

Beyond occasionally seeing the Wu Clan expand and establish tribes, Bei Ming also heard much news regarding the ten thousand clans of the Honghuang Continent.

It was rumored that Di Jun and Tai Yi of the Sun Star frequently intervened to help when the Wu Clan attacked weaker tribes, thus gaining a growing reputation among the ten thousand clans.

Many tribes were even willing to serve the two as their masters, following them and seeking their protection.

Bei Ming was not surprised by this.

As cultivators born with the Emperor's Destiny, the natural leadership and majesty of Di Jun were beyond question.

Establishing tribes and competing for destiny is a path where risk and opportunity coexist; there will always be those who choose to walk it.

Bei Ming could not help but wonder: at this time, the original Kun Peng should have already established a force in the North Sea.

After all, with the strength of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, ruling the northern tribes would not be a difficult task.

However, the number of tribes in the northern continent is limited, and the destiny there is not particularly abundant.

The real difficulty lies in future development, and the path south has already been blocked by the Wu Clan.

It is even possible that Kun Peng's retreat to the North Sea was, to some extent, because the northern continent had also been occupied by the Wu Clan.

In comparison, Di Jun and Tai Yi possess the vast, expansive rear base of the Honghuang Star Sky.

They can nurture countless tribes, progress step by step, bide their time, and eventually see a day of prosperity.

Of course, the matter of contending for supremacy had nothing to do with Bei Ming.

Not to mention making a name for himself, Bei Ming felt that there were very few mighty figures in the Primordial World who even knew of his existence.

Little did he know, after his recent exchange of ideas with Ju Mang;

Ju Mang had mentioned this newly acquainted fellow Daoist with a rather smug expression during a gathering of the Twelve Ancestor Wizards, his tone full of boastfulness.

With decent strength and no prejudice against the Wu Clan for lacking a Primordial Spirit, such a fellow Daoist was not easy to find!

Upon hearing this, the other Ancestor Wizards also showed curiosity and interest, rubbing their palms together and mobilizing their clansmen to scout for Bei Ming's whereabouts while expanding their territory.

However, since his debut, the number of times Bei Ming had engaged in Manifesting in front of people was few and far between, and his movements remained secretive;

Even the Wu Clan could not uncover much valuable information.

Yet, the actions of the Wu Clan caught the attention of the Ten Thousand Clans of the Primordial World.

Before long, the rumors had spread across half the Primordial World;

Every clan knew that the Wu Clan had a fellow Daoist named "Bei Ming."

To those weaker clans who already viewed the Wu Clan as a "man-made disaster," what good could a friend of the Wu Clan barbarians possibly be?

Thus, the rumors spread like wildfire.

However, the number of cultivators who had actually seen Bei Ming was few and far between, and divining the existence of an Innate God was inherently fraught with difficulties.

Time would eventually smooth over all illusions, and the speculations regarding Bei Ming were gradually replaced by the more pressing survival pressures of each clan.

Meanwhile, on the Sun Star.

The Fusang Divine Tree stood tall and majestic, its branches and leaves dripping with golden flames that flowed with scorching Solar True Fire.

Beneath the tree, Di Jun sat cross-legged with a focused expression, his hands forming seals as the Hetu and Luoshu floated before him.

The two spiritual treasures shone in mutual reflection, circulating profound mystery light patterns and Dao rhymes, radiating the supreme power of divining heavenly secrets.

Suddenly, a golden rainbow tore through the sky as Tai Yi arrived in a streak of light.

Seeing his Elder Brother fully concentrated, he did not speak to disturb him, merely leaning casually against the trunk of the Fusang Tree.

He plucked several crimson-gold Fusang Fruit, chewing them slowly as he savored the taste, his eyes narrowing slightly in contentment.

After enjoying his snack, Tai Yi hugged his precious Chaos Bell and gave it a gentle stroke.

After a long while, Di Jun concluded his practice, the light of the Hetu and Luoshu receding as they hovered quietly by his side.

Tai Yi turned his head and asked curiously, "Elder Brother, what are you divining again?"

Di Jun lifted his eyes slightly and said steadily:

"What do you make of the previous rumors regarding the Wu Clan making a fellow Daoist?"

"Heh," Tai Yi scoffed, a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth:

"To be friends with the Wu Clan barbarians, that one must be quite the oddity."