Duobao Daoist, Please Come Out for a Chat

Bai Ze withdrew the Fate Compass. The figures of the three people and one Mouse were blurred, making it impossible to determine who they were.

Judging from the hexagram, he would certainly obtain this Huangzhong Plum, and there would be no danger to his life!

A sharp glint flashed through his eyes, and he immediately made up his mind.

"Though there are the variables of three people and one Mouse, this item is of vital importance to me. There may be risks, but it is by no means a certain deathtrap. With careful planning, I may not be unable to retreat unscathed!"

Bai Ze steadied himself, lay within the cave abode, and continued breathing in and circulating Primordial Spiritual Qi to temper his bloodline.

At the same time, he used his innate divine ability, Insight into All Things, to comprehend the Primordial Concealment Formation.

Qilin Cliff lay within an Innate Secret Realm atop Kunlun. It contained dense Primordial Spiritual Qi and all manner of heavenly treasures, including Blood Bodhi, a heavenly treasure capable of enhancing one's bloodline and physical strength!

No matter how one looked at it, it was worth the trip!

But that was the ancestral land of the Qilin Clan, guarded by Primordial Qilin and Jade Qilin!

If he wished to enter, he had to completely master the Primordial Concealment Formation. Only then could he avoid unnecessary trouble when helping himself to what was not his.

Time flew by, and a thousand years passed in an instant.

Within Bai Ze Cave, countless streams of Primordial Spiritual Qi surged over, slowly converging upon a ball of white fur and forming silver patterns across his body.

Bai Ze slowly opened his eyes.

This time,

within his sapphire-blue pupils, like glazed treasure beads, dazzling silver patterns intertwined one after another.

His gaze was warm and restrained, as though endless profound Dao intent interwove and evolved within it.

It added several shades of inviolable sacredness to his gentle temperament!

A thousand years of bitter cultivation.

He had already thoroughly comprehended the Primordial Concealment Formation and understood that the essence of concealment was to perceive the true nature of things, thereby hiding or disguising oneself.

It suited his innate divine ability, Insight into All Things, perfectly!

Now, he was no longer as superficial as before, merely concealing his aura.

With the opening and closing of his eyes, he could perceive the true nature of things and imitate the forms of all creation.

Though he had neglected the cultivation of his True Form due to his devoted study of the Primordial Concealment Formation,

these thousand years of arduous cultivation had also made his foundation incomparably solid.

Besides, for him, cultivating his True Form was fundamentally the sort of work that wore through iron with a grinding stone.

His true gain was the Concealment Divine Ability he had comprehended from studying the Primordial Concealment Formation!

If a craftsman wished to do good work, he must first sharpen his tools!

With this divine ability, his trip to Qilin Cliff would be all the more effortless!

Just as Bai Ze was about to leave the cave abode, the Fate Compass suddenly trembled, and a wave of unease rose within his heart.

Seeing this, he took out the Fate Compass and began divining. "Is today suitable for travel?"

The next moment, the compass gave a slight tremor. Countless silver grains of sand gathered and formed an image.

He saw himself shatter with a bang into countless silver grains the instant he stepped out of the cave.

It happened so fast that he had not even had time to see what had erased him.

It was as though some inexplicable, great danger lurked outside the cave.

The corner of Bai Ze's eye twitched. "Forget it. There is no need to rush for the moment. I'll go tomorrow!"

With that, he resumed his cultivation.

The next day, as dawn barely broke, he impatiently began another divination.

The result was that the little beast on the Fate Compass turned into countless fragments the moment it left the cave abode.

"Is the Primordial World... really this dangerous?"

Bai Ze was speechless for a moment. He only wanted to step outside—why was it so difficult?

Could there be something unclean at his doorstep?

Doubt filled Bai Ze's heart, but since the Fate Compass had already given its hexagram, he felt it would not hurt to wait a little longer.

Those who heed advice get their fill. At the beginning of Creation of Heaven, opportunities were great, but so were dangers. He had yet to fully condense his True Form, and he was not skilled in combat to begin with. If something unexpected truly happened,

he did not dare guarantee that he could transmigrate again!

In truth, he vaguely sensed that this was his first transmigration, and it would also be his last. If he truly died, then he would truly be dead.

Thus, day after day, year after year passed.

For a hundred years, he cast a hexagram every day, but without exception, every outcome ended in his death.

For example, he would be forced to death by Chaos Demon God Resentment the instant he left, crushed to death by a meteor, fall to death after stepping on an Innate Restriction, struck dead by Chaos Divine Thunder... After all manner of bizarre deaths, his resolve to remain cautious only grew firmer!

Today, as usual, he emerged from seclusion and cast a hexagram. Yet this time, the him within the hexagram did not die, though he was gravely injured.

Large patches of sand on his body vanished.

Yet delight rose in his heart. At least he was no longer being instantly killed.

However, just as he was rejoicing and deciding not to leave today, the hexagram suddenly changed.

A gigantic rat condensed atop the compass, standing at the cave entrance.

At this sight, the heart he had just set down leapt back into his throat.

"Th-this rat... what kind of Fierce Beast is it? Why would it appear at the entrance of my cave abode?"

As uncertainty filled his heart, the huge rat in the hexagram suddenly changed, transforming into a humanoid creature whose face could not be seen.

After the figure's mouth moved several times, it paused for a few seconds, then strode directly into the cave abode without another word.

Inside the cave abode, he first transformed into a stubborn stone. The figure looked around but discovered nothing unusual.

Seeing this, he slowly shifted his body toward the entrance. The figure suddenly sniffed about, then turned toward the cave entrance. After taking a fierce breath in, it looked toward his location.

He did not dare let down his guard. When the other party drew closer and closer, he abruptly reverted to his original form and launched a surprise attack.

But the other party merely extended a palm and pressed it down toward him. At the same time, his body rapidly shrank.

In the end, the figure shook its head, its lips moving as though it said something, before leaving.

Meanwhile, beneath that single palm, he turned into grains of sand. His body and Dao vanished, dissolving into nothing.

After watching it all, Bai Ze's forehead was already covered in cold sweat.

"Too brutal! One slap turned me into minced meat."

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and an idea immediately came to him.

"I can't wait any longer. Before the other party arrives, I must leave at once!"

His eyes were resolute as he walked toward the cave entrance with the bearing of one generously marching toward righteousness. Though he faced the danger of severe injury today, it was still better than sitting here and waiting for death!

Just then!

A faint voice suddenly came from outside the cave.

"I am Duobao Daoist. By my master's decree, I invite you, fellow Daoist, to the small courtyard on the mountain for a chat."

Bai Ze's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, and his eyes widened.

"Duobao? Tongtian Cult Master's eldest direct disciple? The first Treasure-Seeking Mouse in the world?"

A strange species of the Primordial World, born able to pass through all kinds of innate and acquired grand formations?

At this moment, all he could think was, Well, would you look at that. No wonder the Primordial Concealment Formation he had set up at his entrance had been broken. No wonder the Concealment Divine Ability he had comprehended had been seen through.

He had run straight into the muzzle of a gun!

But he did not dare give no reply now. The Fate Compass had already demonstrated the consequences of his remaining silent and attempting to sneak away.

"Please wait a moment, fellow Daoist. I have not put on my clothes yet."

Outside the cave, Duobao Daoist looked surprised, but he said nothing more. "No matter. Please make haste, fellow Daoist."

Bai Ze answered, then immediately began further deducing possibilities with the precious time he had so arduously gained.