"Hehe, this guy is still the same as before, he hasn't changed at all, he causes a huge stir wherever he goes."
Unfortunately, this is not the Primordial World, but the Origin True Realm!
Laozi smiled slightly and said with a touch of melancholy.
"Having murdered a divine general, there will be nowhere for him to hide in the Mysterious Heaven Realm."
Yuanshi smiled coldly.
"Let's go to the battlefield first. We should think about how to collect those 100,000 merit points."
Tongtian interjected, speaking in a very casual manner.
"Third Brother is right. We must also work hard to let the Origin True Realm know that there is more than just Primordial World in the Primordial World! There is also the Three Pure Ones Pangu Orthodox Lineage Ling Xiao!"
Laozi's weathered face radiated an astonishing light, as if in a final burst of energy before death.
Since arriving in the Origin True Realm, his ambition has grown uncontrollably, whereas in the Primordial World era he had few rivals.
But here, you'll find rivals everywhere.
The disciples of the Three Sages Sect, watching their leader suddenly burst forth with powerful fighting spirit, thought to themselves, "What level are you at? What level are they at? How can you even compare?"
They have absolutely no self-awareness.
Subsequently, the Three Pure Ones, full of fighting spirit, led their disciples, who had no dreams, into the Mythic Battlefield.
At this very moment on the battlefield, Ling Xiao and his companions were already wreaking havoc in an evil spirit's lair.
The leader was an evil spirit at the fifth level of the Great Dao, who was eventually turned into nourishment by Ling Xiao's Spirit-Summoning Demon-Calling Heaven-Defying Art.
"1.6 million merit points in hand!"
After Ling Xiao killed the leader of the evil spirits, the battle was considered over. Looking at his merit points increasing again, he felt quite satisfied.
The Snow Heaven Clan members under his command also made some gains, dealing with those weak Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals and earning some merit.
The powerful evil spirits had all been dealt with by Ling Xiao and Uncle Boya; they only needed to deal with the small fry, so they were safe.
These people had come prepared to die; in their minds, the Mythic Battlefield was hell, the final destination of death.
However, under Ling Xiao's leadership, the Mythic Battlefield was like paradise, where not only were there many holy pills to eat, but one could also earn merit points.
If I had known it would turn out like this, I wouldn't have acted like my mother had died, so desperately trying to be chosen. I would have fought tooth and nail to get it.
"Lord Ling Xiao is truly a benefactor to our Snow Heaven Clan. It would be wonderful if he could become our clan leader."
"Clan leader, I'm afraid it will be difficult. Our Snow Heaven Clan is no longer worthy of Lord Ling Xiao. However, if the clan leader could become Ling Xiao's Daoist partner... wouldn't that solve the problem?"
Several disciples of the Snow Heaven Clan were huddled together, whispering amongst themselves. Just as they finished speaking, a heavy punch landed.
"Hey! What nonsense are you spouting?" Tianxue Ji shouted angrily.
These bastards actually wanted to match her mother with Ling Xiao.
And what about herself?
"Ah... Miss, we were just joking, don't take it to heart."
The group immediately realized their mistake; they had forgotten about the little burden they had. Anyone with eyes could see that Tianxue Ji Ling Xiao.
Everyone could understand this; not only did Tianxue Ji admire her, but they themselves admired her immensely.
The group quickly scattered and ran to the side, no longer daring to discuss the topic.
Before long, the battlefield was cleared, and Ling Xiao and his group set sail again to continue their exploration and search for the evil spirit.
Ling Xiao sat on the back of the Netherworld Heavenly Horse, and beside him followed a ferocious beast with wings on its back, resembling both a tiger and a wolf.
This is the perfect mode of transportation for the True Demon Palace — the True Demon Wings.
Ling Xiao forgot his old love after finding a new one, and gave this thing to Uncle Boya, instructing him to lead the Snow Heaven Clan on their journey.
While the True Demon Wings are impressive, they are still significantly inferior to the Netherworld Heavenly Horse, the mount of the Realm Lord.
"Ling Xiao, let's not kill them anymore. Finding the treasure is the priority. Evil spirits are very malevolent; the more we kill, the more likely we are to encounter powerful ones."
"You've become too tainted with evil energy; you can't be killed anymore. If the Dark Lord targets you, even the Realm Lord won't be able to save you."
Uncle Boya tirelessly told Ling Xiao that he had no interest in merit, only in finding treasure.
So he kept trying to persuade Ling Xiao to turn over a new leaf and go with him to find the treasure.
But Ling Xiao had his own plans. He wanted to acquire enough merit to shock the True Realm and attract the attention of Di Jun and Tai Yi.
This is his most important plan.
There's one thing that urgently needs to be done right now.
Ling Xiao chuckled and said, "Uncle Boya, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush."
"Once I've accumulated 30 million merit points, I'll go with you to find the treasure."
"A treasure? What treasure?" The Golden Horn Dao Lord was serving as a mount, was intrigued and pricked up his ears to listen.
"Thirty million? You really dare to dream. How many merits do you have now?"
Uncle Boya laughed dismissively; this was forcing him to change partners!
"Not much, 18 million!" Ling Xiao smiled slightly. In his opinion, 30 million merit points was enough to cause quite a stir.
That will surely attract a lot of attention, allowing the controversy to continue to ferment for a while. Coupled with the major events I've recently accomplished, it might even catch the attention of Di Jun and Tai Yi.
"Eighteen million!"
A collective gasp rippled through the back of the True Demon Wings. Although everyone was generally aware of Ling Xiao's achievements, they were still inevitably shocked upon hearing this number.
"You pervert! I've been here more than twenty times, and I still haven't come more than you."
Uncle Boya Ya was speechless.
"You're pretty abnormal too. Very few people can enter and exit the Mythic Battlefield more than twenty times and still be alive and well."
Ling Xiao retorted, his words a mixture of praise and criticism, praising one person while simultaneously insulting them, and vice versa.
"Likewise," Uncle Boya cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.
"Watch out, another group of evil spirits ahead!"
Suddenly, Ling Xiao's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. He constantly projected his divine sense and spirit, observing the surroundings. Finally, in a mass grave strewn with corpses, he discovered traces of the evil spirit.
These evil spirits are like pieces of black cloth, changing their shapes at will, capable of covering a void in an instant and plunging the place into eternal night.
"Prepare for battle!" Tianxue Yaoyue stood up, her figure tall and shapely, her long, straight legs hinting at a wild power.
She commanded the Snow Heaven Clan disciples, leading the charge.
Ling Xiao's heart stirred, and he used his spirit as a sword to unleash Slaughter in an instant, annihilating a half-step Great Dao Fourth Stage evil spirit in the blink of an eye.
Merit Points +800,000
With a flick of the sword, another evil spirit at the third stage of the Great Dao was slain.
Merit Points +400,000
With a simple gesture, he earned 1.2 million merits.
After a chaotic massacre, Ling Xiao's merit points quickly surged to the 20 million mark.
However, it did not stop; with each sword strike, numerous powerful evil spirits perished.
Twenty-one million.
Twenty-two million.
Before long, Ling Xiao's merits had reached a staggering 25 million.