Origin Transformation, the Goodwill of Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun!

A cool breeze drifted by, accompanied by swirling mist.

The jade cup was filled with nectar, shimmering with a crystalline luster.

Lingxiao raised the cup and downed the nectar in one gulp.

Immediately, a majestic surge of creative vitality welled up, making his broken body show signs of a withered tree finding spring, yet in the next instant, that rich energy dissipated and vanished into thin air.

"Mellow and long-lasting, rich and fragrant; it is truly worthy of being the nectar treasured by the Heavenly Lord. To be able to savor such fine wine on the eve of my departure, this humble Daoist can consider his regrets settled."

Raising his eyes to look at Yuding Zhenren, Lingxiao wore a gentle expression.

After cultivating for billions of years and exhausting his heart and soul for the Interception Sect, he had ended up a lonely man, only to be seen off by a disciple of the Clarifying Sect. Thinking of this, he felt both helpless and amused.

Witnessing this scene, Yuding Zhenren's eyes were filled with worry.

"Your origin is exhausted, Dao wounds are everywhere, and your Primordial Spirit is on the verge of extinction! Your body can no longer even bear the creative power of this nectar. It seems the one hundred thousand years you spent in the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation must have been filled with inhumane suffering."

"Lord Tongtian slaughtered the donkey after the millstone was put away, and the many disciples of the Interception Sect returned kindness with enmity. When the Investiture of the Gods Calamity descends, I and my fellow disciples will help you vent this stifled anger."

Yuding Zhenren first heaved a long sigh, then a look of indignation appeared on his face.

Lingxiao's conduct had moved the Clarifying Sect.

Yet, there was no good ending for him!

Hearing this, Lingxiao smiled lightly and calmly: "The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavens evolve forty-nine; one is hidden away! Does the Interception Sect not pride itself on intercepting a glimmer of heavenly secrets? Perhaps before long, I shall be reborn and break out of my cocoon like a butterfly!"

As his voice fell.

Lingxiao drank his wine in silence, leaving Yuding Zhenren somewhat bewildered.

A moment later.

Only then did Yuding Zhenren ask with hesitation: "Could it be that you have a way to mend your origin? But given your current situation, even if my master were to take action, I fear it would be beyond medical help."

Studying Lingxiao, Yuding was filled with disbelief.

At this moment!

His thoughts surged like tides, kicking up massive waves.

Cutting off karma and leaving the Interception Sect!

If Lingxiao were to reshape his origin and step onto the path of cultivation once more.

The Interception Sect and Lord Tongtian would likely become the laughingstock of the world, wouldn't they?

After all, his origin as the Twelve-Grade Purifying White Lotus had made a name for itself during the Witch-Demon Calamity and the era of the Five Emperors, suppressing all other disciples of the Xuanmen.

Lingxiao's talent and fortune were plain for all to see!

"Severing the old shackles of the past, only today do I know who I am."

"Daoist Yuding, the days ahead are long..."

Lingxiao did not answer, but instead stood up and performed a Daoist salute to Yuding Zhenren.

Then, he walked away into the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Severing karma, only then to know one's true self!"

"Wonderful!"

Watching Lingxiao's retreating back, Yuding Zhenren seemed to understand something, and the smile at the corners of his mouth grew deeper.

A good show was about to begin!

Far from the territory of Kunlun Mountain, Lingxiao found an immortal mountain.

Sitting cross-legged on the peak, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered from all directions.

The origin of the Chaos Green Lotus, wrapped in the order of the Great Dao, hovered before him. Merely by sensing its vast Dao resonance, the injuries within Lingxiao's body began to improve.

"Pangu died of exhaustion after creating the world, and the Chaos Green Lotus disintegrated into various spiritual treasures. One of its seeds fell into the Primordial World and transformed into the Twelve-Grade Purifying White Lotus; this is my origin."

"The energy and vitality carried by this cluster of Chaos Green Lotus origin are enough for me to mend my broken origin, erase my Dao wounds, and allow my Primordial Spirit to re-condense."

"As for whether it will allow me to recover my cultivation at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, that will depend on luck..."

Lingxiao's eyes were deep as he muttered to himself.

If this were one hundred thousand years ago, before he had entered the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, this Chaos Green Lotus origin would have been enough for him to break through the order of realms and step into the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

But now, Lingxiao was on the verge of death; he had no choice but to re-refine his foundation and reshape his origin.

After a moment of contemplation.

Lingxiao channeled his magic power, drawing the Chaos Green Lotus origin into his body.

Accompanied by flashing mysterious light and ripples of Dao sounds, his cracked meridians regained their vitality, and the Dao wounds in his body began to heal gradually under the scouring of the Chaos Green Lotus origin.

Streaks of green light flickered and evolved, and strands of order and law wrapped around Lingxiao.

His origin, body, and Primordial Spirit were all greedily absorbing the vast essence, while the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within millions of miles surged into Lingxiao's body, transforming into pure magic power.

The lost cultivation realm was gradually being restored.

In the blink of an eye, Lingxiao's cultivation reached the Golden Immortal realm, then surged past the shackles and barriers to stabilize at the early stage of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.

Why has my cultivation stopped moving?

Lingxiao frowned slightly, a flicker of doubt in his heart.

The energy contained within the origin of the Chaos Green Lotus should have been enough to push his realm to the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, or even the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, yet he had hit a bottleneck.

Just as Lingxiao was puzzled, the origin of the Chaos Green Lotus transformed into a torrent and merged with his own essence. His innate Dao body vanished, replaced by a ten-thousand-foot-tall sacred white lotus.

Its petals were like frost, its stems fragrant, wreathed in immortal mist and the light of world-purification.

It was crystalline, its glow gentle and holy.

"The Twenty-Four-Grade Purifying White Lotus—my innate foundation has actually improved. With my current potential and aptitude, I have surpassed all disciples of the Interception Sect and Clarifying Sect, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the top-tier innate deities."

If I cultivate to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, I will certainly be able to condense a Flower of Zenith Heaven that surpasses all before it. My potential will not stop at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal or Primordial Golden Immortal realms, but reach toward that ethereal Primordial Great Dao...

As he reverted to his innate Dao body, Lingxiao's tone was laced with excitement and thrill.

The world evolves, and all things are born.

The innate foundation of a living being is usually set the moment consciousness is born, with no possibility of improvement or transformation. Yet, perhaps because he was the Purifying White Lotus—a piece of the Chaos Green Lotus itself—Lingxiao's foundation forcibly broke those limits after refining the origin of the Chaos Green Lotus.

When it comes to innate foundations, apart from the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and a few other innate deities, Lingxiao is inferior to none.

Withdrawing his aura, Lingxiao swept his divine sense over himself.

His temperament was transcendent, floating above the mundane world.

The entangled karma and karmic debt had dissipated along with his severance from the Interception Sect; now, he was like a newborn, an uncut piece of jade waiting to be meticulously carved.

Yet, after all he had endured within the Interception Sect, his Dao heart had become incomparably resilient.

"The Primordial World is vast; where should I go?"

Lingxiao murmured, lost in deep thought.

For eons, he had been seeking fortune for the Interception Sect, and the forces and cultivators he had befriended were mostly inextricably linked to them, so he naturally excluded them from his options.

"Little friend Lingxiao, why not accompany me back to the Five Estate Temple and let this poor Daoist fulfill the duties of a host?"

"Severing karma to find one's true self, breaking through to reveal divine powers! Perhaps before long, little friend Lingxiao will cultivate to the Quasi-Saint realm and be able to address this poor Daoist as an equal."

A gentle voice echoed from nowhere.

Two figures descended, landing a few feet in front of Lingxiao.

Zhenyuanzi was dressed in a green robe, his sleeves wide and his bearing elegant. His features radiated the grace of an immortal, as still as a pine or cypress, and as free as a breeze.

Beside Zhenyuanzi stood the Red Cloud Daoist, clad in a red robe embroidered with cloud patterns, a benevolent smile on his face.

"Junior Lingxiao greets Immortal Zhenyuan and Senior Red Cloud!"

Lingxiao bowed with a Daoist salute, filled with respect and humility.

Since transmigrating to the Primordial World, he had naturally altered some of the Heavenly Dao's grand trends. Originally, the Red Cloud Daoist was fated to perish, but through Lingxiao's maneuvering, he had preserved his life.

Even the Grandmist Purple Qi had not vanished, but had fallen into the hands of Zhenyuanzi.

Only the three of them—Zhenyuanzi, the Red Cloud Daoist, and Lingxiao—knew of this.

It was because of this that Lingxiao had forged a bond of kindness with them.

"Little friend Lingxiao, do not stand on such ceremony with us. After you swore the Heavenly Dao oath to sever ties with Lord Tongtian and the Interception Sect, we sought you out, intending to bring you back to the Five Estate Temple."

"Our original plan was to use that sacred object to help you restart your cultivation, but seeing that you have turned misfortune into a blessing and transformed your innate foundation, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

"Lord Tongtian lacks the insight to judge character, and if the Interception Sect cannot hold you, then we shall be your staunch support..."

The Red Cloud Daoist smoothed his brow and patted Lingxiao on the shoulder.

His manner was unrestrained and wild, yet he never failed to be endearing.

Looking at the earnest Red Cloud Daoist and the smiling, bearded Zhenyuanzi nearby, Lingxiao's heart overflowed with relief and warmth, and he felt deeply moved.

Not all beings were ingrates like the disciples of the Interception Sect.