Swallowing the Huangzhong Plum, and the Spirited Yang Hui

Outside.

After Tianlu swallowed Yang Hui whole, his gaze turned toward the Huangzhong Plum Tree.

This was one of the ten supreme Xiantian Spiritual Roots of the Primordial World; every leaf and every branch contained the profound mysteries of creation from when the heavens and earth first opened.

With a thought, Tianlu's body, which had been the size of an ordinary tiger, instantly swelled against the wind as he unleashed the great divine ability: Law of Heaven and Earth.

In an instant, a Pixiu, an Auspicious Beast, standing ten thousand feet tall and blotting out the sky, stood amidst the mountains of West Kunlun, his body shimmering with brilliant golden light and obscure Great Dao runes.

He opened his blood-red maw and inhaled sharply.

The violent Law of Devouring transformed into a visible black vortex, uprooting the massive Huangzhong Plum Tree, soil and all, and swallowing it into his belly in one gulp.

"Delicious!"

Tianlu smacked his lips, feeling the incredibly rich Innate Wood Origin dissolve within his body, and could not help but let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Unfortunately, the gestation cycle for the Huangzhong Plum Tree's fruit was far too long.

It took one Yuanhui to blossom, one Yuanhui to bear fruit, and one Yuanhui to ripen; a full three Yuanhui were required to produce just nine fruits.

But that did not matter; he could simply plant it in the Creation Space within his own belly.

After all, the conditions there were peerless, and he had no need to worry about it failing to thrive.

Tianlu's divine sense sank into his internal space.

This was a vast, boundless, mysterious world, much like a Great Thousand World.

In the very center of this realm, the Twenty-Four Petal Creation Green Lotus floated silently, shedding ten thousand strands of Creation Mother Qi.

Beneath the Creation Green Lotus lay a shimmering pool filled with the incomparably precious Three Lights Divine Water.

Sunlight Divine Water, Moonlight Divine Water, and Starlight Divine Water intertwined, radiating a supreme vitality capable of bringing the dead back to life and regrowing flesh on bones.

The Huangzhong Plum Tree was planted at the edge of the Three Lights Divine Water pool.

Beyond the Huangzhong Plum Tree, this vast space was filled with dense clusters of other spiritual roots.

These were all treasures Tianlu had scavenged from every corner of the Primordial World, adhering to his fine tradition of "plucking a feather from every passing goose."

At this moment, under the influence of Tianlu's unique divine ability, those lower-grade Immortal Grade Spiritual Roots were undergoing a earth-shattering transformation, gradually shedding their acquired impurities and evolving toward the direction of Xiantian Spiritual Roots.

Looking at this world inside his belly, filled with nothing but treasures, Tianlu was immensely satisfied.

He then withdrew his divine sense.

The terrifying ten-thousand-foot-tall manifestation instantly shrank, returning to his usual, adorable tiger-sized form.

Tianlu opened his mouth and spat out the Innate Mid-Grade Spiritual Treasure, Cloud Treasure.

The Cloud Treasure grew against the wind, transforming into a soft and comfortable cloud bed.

Tianlu leaped up, sprawled out on the cloud, and squinted his eyes in comfort.

He steered the cloud, beginning to wander leisurely through the vast Kunlun Sacred Realm.

In the Primordial World, time was the least valuable commodity.

A hundred years, or even a thousand, were nothing more than the flick of a finger.

Over these long years, Tianlu rode his cloud and visited almost every corner of the Kunlun Sacred Realm.

However, to his frustration, he could no longer find a single great opportunity that moved him.

There were plenty of ordinary Immortal Grade Spiritual Roots, but he had already swallowed so many that they were piled like mountains in his belly space; there was no need to waste energy collecting more of the same.

Just as Tianlu was feeling bored, lying on his cloud and pondering whether to leave the Kunlun Sacred Realm to try his luck elsewhere in the Primordial World, he suddenly felt his throat choke, as if something had become lodged there.

Immediately after, his mouth opened uncontrollably.

Two small, jade-white hands radiating a faint, precious light forced their way out of his mouth, prying his jaws apart with great effort.

Then, a slender figure draped in glowing mist crawled out from his mouth and landed steadily in the void ahead.

The next moment, light swirled around the figure, transforming her into a beautiful, cold, and ethereal female immortal.

Her dark hair was coiled into a noble bun, adorned with a magnificent Jade Ornament, and she was draped in a layer of green gauze as thin as a cicada's wing.

She wore a Yellow Brocade Jacket underneath, covered by a Cloud Haze Shawl and a Green Feather Haze Shawl, her body surrounded by dense Primordial Yin Qi and the unique, transcendent Dao aura of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

This incredibly gorgeous attire, paired with her peerless, breathtaking beauty, left Tianlu stunned.

He raised his two furry front paws and rubbed his eyes hard.

Is... is this the little girl who was crying earlier?!

She had completely changed!

Could this be the mystery of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm? Once one attains the Zenith Heaven Dao Fruit, can one naturally manifest their demeanor and transform into the perfect Innate Dao Body?

Yet, he was also at the mid-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm; why couldn't he transform as perfectly as she had, and why was he still stuck in this Pixiu beast form?

How strange.

Tianlu was filled with doubt, muttering to himself whether it was because he was a darling of the Great Dao, with a foundation so profound that the difficulty of his transformation was countless times greater than that of ordinary Innate Divine Beings.

Just as Tianlu was filled with confusion, Yang Hui, standing opposite him, stared fixedly at the seemingly harmless Pixiu, the fury in her heart rising as violently as a volcanic eruption.

She felt the vast, ocean-like, and endless Zenith Heaven magic power within her body, and her confidence surged instantly.

Recalling a thousand years ago, she had been nothing but a weak divine being at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, possessing no power to fight back against this Pixiu, who was already a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

She had been forced to endure his bullying, even compelled to hand over her opportunities on a silver platter.

But now, things were different.

Nourished by the pure Law of Merit within Tianlu's belly, she had successfully condensed her Zenith Heaven Dao Fruit and truly manifested into the world.

Since they were both Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, why should she still have to avoid his edge?!

As this thought crossed her mind, the wariness in Yang Hui's eyes vanished, replaced by endless majesty.

"You insatiable Pixiu!"

"Hand over every opportunity and spiritual treasure you have scavenged from my Kunlun Sacred Realm over these years, right now!"

"Otherwise, this Palace will not spare you today!"

Upon hearing this, Tianlu was instantly amused.

Oh?

This little girl had just broken through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, and she was already trying to turn the world upside down?!

Did she really think that becoming a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal meant she could compete with him, a darling of the Great Dao who had mastered the Six Great Laws?

How interesting.

Tianlu stood up unhurriedly and shook the fur on his body.

"Little girl, don't think that—"

"Silence!"

Yang Hui coldly interrupted Tianlu, releasing her Zenith Heaven pressure without reservation, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding void.

"My name is Yang Hui, and I am the true master of this Kunlun Sacred Land!"

Tianlu looked at her high-and-mighty appearance and waved his paw dismissively.

"Fine, fine, Yang Hui."

"Don't think that just because you've become a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, you can contend with This Seat."

"You want This Seat to spit out the treasures I've swallowed? You are simply dreaming!"

"A Pixiu swallows treasures, taking them in but never letting them out; how could there ever be a reason to spit them back out?"

Hearing this, Yang Hui gritted her teeth in anger, a trace of Sha Qi appearing on her face.

"Stubborn and unyielding! Since you refuse to hand them over, this Palace will extract them from your belly myself!"