Ling Xiao: Send Them Back Without Return

Elsewhere.

Somewhere in the immortal mountains of the eastern Primordial World.

The Three Pure Ones had eyes like torches; sensing the commotion coming from the west, they could vaguely perceive two vast, surging auras rising straight into the firmament.

"Jieyin and Zhun Ti have reached perfection!"

Yuanshi spoke with an unsightly expression. If not for the Twelve Ancestral Witches causing trouble, leaving him severely wounded and seizing his dojo, he should have reached the perfection of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal by now.

Unbeknownst to them, the Three Pure Ones had actually been overtaken by Jieyin and Zhun Ti.

"Binding the luck of the west to themselves—this is a boundless opportunity and great merit. Jieyin and Zhun Ti truly have excellent methods."

Laozi said in a deep voice, his expression solemn.

Such methods could only be employed in the west; they would be absolutely unfeasible in the east.

At this moment, he even felt a hint of envy. Being born in a barren land was not necessarily a bad thing.

The battle between Hongjun and Luo Hou in the past had destroyed the spiritual veins of the west.

Now it seemed that for Jieyin and Zhun Ti, it was both a curse and a blessing.

"We must also strive to reach the perfection of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal before the sermon."

The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances, both seeing the sense of urgency in the other's eyes.

As the orthodox lineage of Pangu, there was no reason for them to be inferior to Jieyin and Zhun Ti.

The breakthrough of Jieyin and Zhun Ti stirred the hearts of many great powers across the Primordial World.

Vast auras emanated from dojos such as the Sea of Blood, West Kunlun, Purple Mansion Island, and the North Sea.

With Hongjun's second sermon approaching, these great powers worked even harder, all wishing to elevate their cultivation to the perfection of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

This would make it easier to comprehend and absorb the Dao of the Quasi-Saint when the Dao Ancestor preached.

On the Sun Star.

Ling Xiao was also extremely surprised; he had not expected Jieyin and Zhun Ti to learn how to make great grand vows at this time.

By swearing verbal oaths and linking the luck of the west to themselves, they had achieved the perfection of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

This sudden move was truly unexpected.

No wonder they would later make forty-eight great grand vows to become saints; it turned out the signs were there from this early on.

At least when others became saints, they had done some proper work, but these two relied entirely on their tongues.

If they were in his original world, they would definitely be excellent pyramid scheme leaders and masters of successology.

Ling Xiao's gaze flickered, and the Three Flowers appeared above his head. One golden flower sat in meditation, filled with endless Dao rhymes and a sense of perfection.

He was now also at the perfection of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal; as long as he could further comprehend a single law, he would be able to achieve the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

The path of cultivating laws was incredibly difficult, and his speed was already not slow.

But it was not enough; he needed to be faster.

Jieyin and Zhun Ti had a grudge against him, and if those two were to become saints in the future, it would cause no small amount of trouble.

Therefore, he had to accelerate his pace, preferably reaching the level of a Chaos Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal before Jieyin and Zhun Ti became saints.

Hongjun's second sermon is imminent. For all the great powers of the Primordial World, this is another leap in cultivation. I must reach the Golden Immortal of the Origin before them.

Ling Xiao thought to himself. Just as he was about to continue cultivating and comprehending the laws, he suddenly sensed two powerful auras approaching the Sun Star.

"Red Cloud?"

He was very familiar with one of them, so the other was likely Zhenyuanzi, right?

What are these two doing here?

Ling Xiao wondered with some suspicion.

At this moment, Red Cloud and Zhenyuanzi had already arrived outside the Sun Star. Before they could speak, an ethereal voice drifted out from the depths of the Sun Star.

"Two fellow Daoists, please come in."

"Here we go, here we go," Red Cloud responded with a smile.

A flash of shock crossed Zhenyuanzi's eyes. This Golden Crow named Ling Xiao seemed even more powerful than he had imagined.

Although he could not sense his specific cultivation level, he had this innate intuition.

"Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao, let me introduce you. This is Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple."

As soon as they met, Red Cloud introduced them enthusiastically.

After a round of pleasantries, they got straight to the point.

"Two fellow Daoists, what brings you here this time?" Ling Xiao asked with a smile.

"We came to help you. Jieyin and Zhun Ti have gathered the luck of the west, and their current strength is unfathomable. I suspect they will come to cause you trouble, so I dragged Zhenyuanzi along," Red Cloud said with a serious face, appearing very nervous, as if facing a formidable enemy.

After hearing this, Ling Xiao felt both touched and unable to laugh or cry.

"No matter. If Jieyin and Zhun Ti dare to come, I will ensure they never return."

He spoke casually, not caring in the slightest.

Zhenyuanzi, standing to the side, wore a strange expression, startled by these arrogant words.

Red Cloud looked unconvinced and was about to say something more, but Ling Xiao raised a hand to interrupt him.

"I thank you both for your kind intentions, but I have it under control. There will be no issues."

Red Cloud did not say anything further.

Zhenyuanzi, however, noticed something amiss. Sensing the array covering the Sun Star, he felt a murderous intent that was faint yet omnipresent, profound and mysterious.

This must be the source of Ling Xiao's confidence.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao, we have a favor to ask," Red Cloud continued.

"What is it?" Ling Xiao asked with a smile.

"We would like to borrow your Gourd Vine and Nine Heavens Soil to move the Ginseng Fruit Tree," Red Cloud said with a grin.

As soon as the words fell, Zhenyuanzi became anxious. "Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao, do not listen to his nonsense. I have no such plans for the time being."

From start to finish, the concept of moving the tree had been proposed by Red Cloud; he himself had never entertained the thought.

Ling Xiao chuckled and said, "Whenever you need them, just let me know."

As the three were talking, Di Jun and Tai Yi arrived as well.

The two parties introduced themselves to one another.

"Fellow Daoist Red Cloud, Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, how about we discuss the Dao?"

Di Jun proposed the idea, eager despite his lack of skill.

Among those present, his cultivation was the shallowest, yet he was the one most insistent on discussing the Dao.

"Big Brother, didn't you say you wouldn't leave seclusion until you reached perfection?" Ling Xiao exposed him on the side, making Tai Yi want to laugh, forcing him to suppress it while his shoulders shook.

Di Jun turned bright red and stammered, "Since guests have arrived, I must come out to welcome them..."

"Hahaha..."

Afterward, at Di Jun's insistence, the group sat in a circle and began to discuss the Dao.

At their level of cultivation, discussing the Dao was a common occurrence; sometimes, a single session could last for thousands of years.

By verifying their respective paths against one another, they could gain unexpected insights.

Unknowingly, over a thousand years passed.

On this day, the once-calm world suddenly rumbled. The chaos of the nine heavens shook as a pillar of chaotic light descended, cleansing the universe.

A grand purple palace manifested in the sky, reflecting across the heavens like a mirage floating among the clouds. Though no bells or chimes were seen, a deep, heavy sound resonated eighty-one times, radiating from the endless dome to all corners of the world.

Instantly, all the great beings across the Primordial World who had been meditating opened their eyes.

The Purple Heaven Palace had manifested, signifying that the second sermon was about to begin.

In an instant, the Primordial World was stirred into a frenzy, with powerful auras erupting from various spiritual mountains and blessed lands.

One great being after another stepped out of their cultivation grounds, eager to rush to the Purple Heaven Palace to listen to the sermon!