Yuanshi Was Dumbfounded, How Did It Get Brought Up to the Dao Ancestor?

Golden Ao Island.

Though separated by the saint's prohibitions and endless void, Xuan Du's voice, which he had not deliberately lowered, still rang in the ears of every Jie Sect disciple!

Daoist Duobao's whole body shook, a shocking light bursting from his eyes as he stared fixedly at Xuan Du's seemingly insignificant figure outside the island.

"He... he dares..."

Saint Mother Jinling covered her lips with a jade hand, her beautiful eyes wide with utter disbelief.

Zhao Gongming froze for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh, his face surging with ecstasy and excitement!

"Well asked! Well asked! Junior Brother Xuan Du! Hahaha!"

He nearly roared to the heavens!

San Xiao exchanged glances, each seeing immense shock in the other's eyes.

Bi Xiao was so stirred that her pretty face flushed red, and she murmured:

"The Dao Ancestor... the Dao Ancestor's roots..."

In the distant void, the two faint Western spiritual senses now churned violently!

Clearly, the saints Zhunti and Jieyin had also lost their composure over this earth-shattering question!

Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

What kind of existence was that?

The first saint of the Great Wilderness, the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, the Source of Ten Thousand Daos, the teacher of all saints!

His roots...

Other living beings might not know, but as Heavenly Dao Saints, they were aware.

After all, Dao Ancestor Hongjun was once one of the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods.

And the Dao Ancestor Hongjun's true form... was an earthworm!

Born in chaos, hidden in the netherworld, he attained the Dao after the Dragon Han First Tribulation, wielded the Jade Disk of Fortune, achieved the supreme saint position, and merged his body with the Heavenly Dao!

An earthworm...

If classified by what Primordial Heavenly Venerate had just said...

Would this not be... of the wet-born, egg-hatched kind?

Xuan Du's question was no different from applying Primordial Heavenly Venerate's words to Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

You, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, despise the wet-born, egg-hatched, hairy-horned, and carry-shelled, considering them shallow in roots and unworthy of the Great Dao.

Then what of Hongjun, who, being of the wet-born, egg-hatched kind, achieved the supreme position of Dao Ancestor?

Would you still dare to apply your theory to the Dao Ancestor?

Would you still dare to speak of the wet-born, egg-hatched, hairy-horned, and carry-shelled?

At this moment, heaven and earth fell deathly still.

All sounds seemed to be drained away.

Only the eerie calm of the East Sea's waves, frozen under the saintly might, remained.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate's face shifted from initial shock to a rapid lividness, then from lividness to an icy cold!

He stared fixedly at Xuan Du, the Jade Purity Immortal Light around him swirling at an unprecedented speed, causing the surrounding Heavenly Dao Rules to wail in agony!

Though the saint's wrath had not fully erupted, it had already turned this stretch of void into a realm of death!

"Junior... how dare you... speak recklessly of the Dao Ancestor!"

Primordial Heavenly Venerate ground out these words, one by one, through clenched teeth.

His aura surged unsteadily; clearly, Xuan Du's question had directly shaken the foundation of his principles, held for countless eons, and had even touched one of the greatest taboos of the Great Wilderness!

Speaking recklessly of the Dao Ancestor's roots—this was great disrespect!

Xuan Du, however, seemed to have anticipated this.

Facing Primordial Heavenly Venerate's furious gaze, which nearly crushed him, his expression remained calm as he bowed once more:

"Second Martial Uncle, calm your anger."

"This junior does not speak recklessly of the Dao Ancestor; I merely harbor a doubt that must be voiced."

"The Dao Ancestor once said that beneath the Great Dao, all beings possess a Glimmer of Hope."

"The Jie Sect's teachings are precisely to seize that Glimmer of Hope, to teach without discrimination—any with a heart for the Dao may hear it."

"Second Martial Uncle established the Chan Sect, following heaven's will, selecting roots—this is merely a difference in Dao, with no distinction of high or low."

"Yet, what Second Martial Uncle just said seemed to judge worth by roots and rank by origin."

"This junior is dull-witted; I only wish to ask, if this reasoning holds, then the Dao Ancestor..."

He did not finish.

But the meaning was already crystal clear.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate's face was so dark it looked like it could drip water.

His Saintly Might surged all around him, yet for the first time, he felt a stifling inability to vent.

Refute?

How could he refute?

Could he deny the Dao Ancestor's origins?

That would be self-deception!

Could he deny the Dao Ancestor's achievements?

That would be Grave Treason!

Admit it?

Wouldn't that be slapping his own face, completely overturning his entire theory of origins?

For a moment, this Yuqing Sage, known for his sharp tongue and mastery of order, was forced into speechlessness by a single question from Xuandu!

Sect Leader Tongtian watched the ugly expression on his Second Brother's face, feeling an immense satisfaction in his heart.

He let out a clear laugh, his Sword Qi soaring to the heavens, dispersing some of the oppressive Saintly Might.

"Hahaha! Good! Well said!"

His eyes blazed as he looked at Xuandu, full of admiration.

"Before the Great Dao, what distinction is there in origins?"

"The Dao Ancestor is the proof!"

"Second Brother, what more do you have to say?"

Laozi stood to one side, silent.

He gave Xuandu a deep look, the gleam of deduction in his eyes growing even stronger.

This Child not only bore a Heaven-Defying Opportunity, but his mind was also so sharp and keen, his courage astonishing.

To use the Dao Ancestor as an example in such a setting, directly striking at the core flaw in his Second Brother's philosophy.

Such wit and boldness were rare in the Great Wilderness.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate's chest rose and fell slightly, clearly furious.

He stared at Xuandu, then at the elated Tongtian, and finally swept his gaze over the silent Laozi.

He knew that under Xuandu's heart-piercing question today, he had already lost the upper hand.

To press further would only bring more humiliation.

"Hmph!"

He abruptly flicked his Sleeve Robe, his Jade Purity Immortal Light surging.

"Sharp Tongue, twisted reasoning!"

"The Great Dao is profound—how dare you presume to fathom it!"

With that, he did not linger any longer.

His form transformed into a brilliant beam of Jade Purity Immortal Light, instantly tearing through the void and vanishing.

He had simply left!

The Saintly Might dissipated, and the frozen Waves of the East Sea began to surge once more.

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But the shock that hung in the air lingered long.

On Golden Ao Island, there was first a dead silence.

Then, an Earth-shattering cheer erupted!

"Senior Brother Xuandu!"

"Well said!"

Thousands of Jie Sect Disciples, whether Personal Disciples or Outer Disciples, all felt their hearts surging at this moment, their gazes fixed on the figure beyond the island, filled with admiration and fervor!

Senior Brother Xuandu, with his own words alone, had forced the Yuqing Sage into silence and sent him storming off!

What a Great Undertaking!

Daoist Duobao let out a long breath of turbid air, his look at Xuandu completely changed.

Saint Mother Jinling, Saint Mother Wudang, Saint Mother Guiling, and the others also wore complex expressions, filled with awe.

Zhao Gongming and San Xiao were visibly excited.

Kong Xuan stood in the distance, watching Xuan Du, five-colored radiance swirling in his eyes as he murmured to himself in a low voice:

"What a Xuan Du... to dare use the Dao Ancestor as an example..."

In his heart, his estimation of this mysterious fellow disciple who had led him into the sect rose infinitely once more.

Above the void beyond the island.

Sect Leader Tongtian watched the direction where Yuanshi had departed, let out a cold snort, then turned to Xuan Du, his face filled with undisguised approval.

"Good! Xuan Du, today you have vented a great fury for this master and for my Jie Sect!"

The more he looked at Xuan Du, the more satisfied he became.

This child not only possessed heaven-defying talent, but his temperament and courage were also one in a million!

Xuan Du quickly bowed:

"Disciple merely argued on principle and dares not claim credit."

Laozi also spoke slowly at this moment, his gaze falling on Xuan Du, his tone still flat, yet seeming to carry an indescribable depth:

"Calamity comes from the mouth, and fortune also comes from the mouth."

"Conduct yourself well."

With that, he gave a slight nod to Tongtian, took a step, and his form vanished.

The sage's might dispersed, and the East Sea flowed once more.

Above Golden Ao Island, the rosy clouds gradually faded, and the celestial music had ceased.

Only the hearts of countless Jie Sect disciples remained stirred, unable to settle.

Countless gazes burned hotly toward Xuan Du in the void beyond the island!

Before today, the name Xuan Du, within the Jie Sect of Myriad Immortals Come to Court, was merely that of a newly entered disciple with some talking points.

Of human race origin, noticed by the Grand Pure Sage, and personally accepted by the master.

Though special, it was nothing more.

Especially after being placed by Chang Er Ding Guang Xian in a desolate corner, many disciples had lowered their estimation of him.

A fellow disciple looked down upon even by the Seven Attendant Immortals—how much could he amount to?

But the shocking celestial phenomenon just now, Chaos Qi soaring to the heavens, the Great Dao celebration, had already left all disciples hesitant and uncertain.

And then, Xuan Du dared to stand unbowed before the might of the Yuqing Sage.

He even used the Dao Ancestor's origins as an example, a single heart-piercing question forcing Primordial Heavenly Venerate into silence, leaving him to flick his sleeves and depart!

Such courage! Such wit! Such bearing!

In an instant, it won over the countless immortals on the island!

"Senior Brother Xuan Du!"

No one knew who shouted first.

The next moment, a wave of sound like mountains roaring and seas crashing rose from Golden Ao Island, soaring into the sky!

"Senior Brother Xuan Du!"

"Well said!"

The sound waves converged, shaking the heavens.

Daoist Duobao watched this scene, a sharp light flickering in his eyes as he slowly clapped his hands.

Saint Mother Jinling nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes showing true recognition of this junior brother for the first time.

A faint, barely perceptible smile also crossed Saint Mother Wudang's cold face.

Zhao Gongming laughed heartily, his voice like a great bell:

"Good lad! You've got some nerve! From now on, if anyone dares say our Jie Sect disciples are all egg-born and wet-hatched, use those words to shut them up!"

Bi Xiao excitedly tugged at Qiong Xiao and Yun Xiao's sleeves:

"Sisters! Did you see Martial Uncle Yuanshi's face? Junior Brother Xuan Du is amazing!"

Yun Xiao nodded gently, her gaze clear and bright:

"Those words... are indeed deeply satisfying."

Saint Mother Guiling blinked, full of curiosity:

"This Junior Brother Xuan Du is truly interesting."

Even Kong Xuan, usually so arrogant, now looked at Xuan Du with a measure of genuine regard.

This child not only improved his strength in bizarre ways, but his mind and courage far surpassed his peers.

Xuan Du stood in the void, feeling the surging recognition and fervor from below, his own heart stirring slightly.

Though this move of his contained an element of wit, he had also intended to use it to establish prestige.

To establish a foothold in the Jie Sect and carry out his plans, relying solely on hidden cultivation and a sage's favor was not enough.

He must also possess enough prestige to earn the trust of his fellow disciples!

Today, by borrowing the might of the Primordial Heavenly Venerate, he had thoroughly established his image in the hearts of the Jie Sect Myriad Immortals!

Sect Leader Tongtian saw everything on the island, and his heart was filled with boundless satisfaction.

He looked at Xuandu, and the more he looked, the more pleased he became.

Sect Leader Tongtian did not immediately speak to Xuandu.

His eyes, which held endless Sword Intent and Dao Principles, suddenly turned to a certain place in the void.

Where his gaze fell, it was as if two invisible Heavenly Swords had suddenly been drawn from their sheaths, cleaving through the heavens!

"Hmph!"

A cold snort exploded like a Nine Heavens' Thunderclap, yet it was condensed to the extreme.

There was no earth-shattering surge of magical power, no Saintly Might sweeping across the eight wastelands.

But the moment that cold snort sounded.

Deep within the void, the two strands of Spiritual Sense that had been cautiously spying on this place were instantly struck!

"Pfft!"

In the west, atop Mount Sumeru Peak.

By the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the two Saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, who had been observing the battle from afar with their Spiritual Sense, both trembled slightly.

Their faces turned pale, and a thin trickle of pale golden Saint blood seeped from the corners of their mouths!

The scene before their eyes shattered instantly.

The Spiritual Sense they had maintained outside Golden Ao Island in the East Sea had been utterly annihilated by a fierce and overbearing Sword Intent!

Not a trace remained!

"Tongtian... how overbearing!"

Sage Zhunti's face was ugly, a flash of shock and anger in his eyes.

Jieyin's expression grew even more bitter; he softly intoned a Buddhist chant, but deep in his eyes was nothing but solemnity.

"Tongtian's Sword Dao is even stronger than before. The matter of the Three Pure Ones is not something we can easily interfere with. Let us wait and see for now."

The two Saints exchanged a glance, each seeing the wariness in the other's eyes.