Primordial World: I, Emperor Jun, Only Want to Build the Primordial World

Wangshu did not state her request outright. Instead, she explained the current state of affairs in the Primordial World to Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke.

"You must have experienced and witnessed the brutality of the Dao-Devil Conflict."

Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke exchanged a glance, then both nodded.

Wangshu continued, "The final battle of this Dao-Devil Conflict actually caused all the Primordial Golden Immortals on both sides to perish, leaving only a handful of Grand Luo Golden Immortals."

"Since Great God Pangu created heaven and earth, this is the most devastating loss there has ever been. Not even during the Ferocious Beast Calamity or the Dragon-Han Calamity was there such a tragic scene."

As Emperor Jun listened to Wangshu, he could not help agreeing with her.

Needless to say, during the Ferocious Beast Calamity, beings such as Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Luo Hou, Inversion, Yin Yang, and the other ancestors had existed.

After the Dragon-Han Calamity—the so-called Three-Clan War—those ancestors had likewise remained.

Yet in this Dao-Devil Conflict, only Dao Ancestor Hongjun had survived among them.

It was as though the Primordial World's accumulated foundations over countless years had all been reduced to nothing after this Kalpa Tribulation.

"This is the sorrow of the Primordial World."

Wangshu could not help sighing as she spoke.

Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke both nodded. They could imagine just how desolate the Primordial World had become.

"However, this may be a good thing for the two of you."

Wangshu continued.

"With your current strength, Emperor Jun, you would have been considered noteworthy in the past. As for you, Eastern Lord Duke, you would still have fallen a little short."

Wangshu had already phrased her words very tactfully.

After all, although Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke had been born near the end of that era, they had still lived through it. Naturally, they knew Wangshu was right.

"But in this era, aside from those Hidden Races, Emperor Jun's strength should rank among the foremost in the Primordial World. Even yours, Eastern Lord Duke, can be counted among the top."

As soon as Wangshu finished speaking, Eastern Lord Duke immediately understood.

That was right. In the present Primordial World, the Primordial Golden Immortals were gone, and only a few Grand Luo Golden Immortals remained. He himself was merely half a step away from becoming a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

His strength could now be considered among the best in the Primordial World.

A surge of towering ambition rose in Eastern Lord Duke's heart, and he wanted to accomplish something great in the Primordial World.

Emperor Jun's focus, however, differed from Eastern Lord Duke's. He asked, "Fellow Daoist Wangshu, these Hidden Races..."

The Hidden Races had not participated in the Dao-Devil Conflict, so their strength had naturally been preserved. That was what concerned Emperor Jun.

"There is no need to worry. The reason the Hidden Races escaped the Dao-Devil Conflict was because they remained hidden. Since they have chosen seclusion, they will not easily enter the world."

Wangshu explained this to Emperor Jun.

Emperor Jun nodded upon hearing this, then said, "Fellow Daoist Wangshu, what is it that you wish to entrust to the two of us?"

Emperor Jun understood that Wangshu must have had a reason for saying all this. It was very likely related to the matter she wished to ask him to help with.

At this moment, Eastern Lord Duke also emerged from his visions of the future and looked toward Wangshu.

This time, Wangshu no longer kept them guessing and said directly, "From this day onward, the two of you are also powerful beings in the Primordial World."

"On the Moon Star, two of my juniors are still being nurtured. I hope that you will look after them in the future."

Wangshu's juniors, on the Moon Star.

Two great deities of the Moon Star immediately sprang into Emperor Jun's mind.

Xihe and Changxi.

He reacted swiftly and immediately said, "Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Wangshu. Even if you had not asked, I would have looked after your juniors."

Eastern Lord Duke also said, "Since they are Senior Wangshu's juniors, it is only right that we watch over them."

Upon hearing their replies, Wangshu finally let out a sigh of relief.

Emperor Jun could sense that after hearing their answer, Wangshu's condition was steadily worsening, and her aura was gradually weakening.

"Fellow Daoist Wangshu, you..."

Emperor Jun hurriedly poured his Magical Power into Wangshu's body, trying to maintain her condition.

Unfortunately, the gap between their realms was too great. Emperor Jun's Magical Power was no more than a drop in the ocean.

Although the sun was beneficial to the moon, it could not help at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun, please take me back to the Moon Star. I wish to perish upon the Moon Star."

Emperor Jun nodded and flew toward the Moon Star with the weakened Wangshu.

To accommodate Wangshu, who might perish at any moment, Emperor Jun did not travel very quickly. That was why Eastern Lord Duke was able to follow alongside them.

The three of them arrived at the Moon Star.

The moment he stepped onto the Moon Star, Emperor Jun felt cold moonlight continuously pouring into his body.

The Moon Essence combined with the Solar Power within him, making Emperor Jun's Magical Power much gentler.

Eastern Lord Duke felt the same, but his Pure Yang Power was not as compatible with the Moon Essence as Emperor Jun's Solar Power.

Emperor Jun only briefly examined the sensation. Once he confirmed it was beneficial, he stopped paying attention to it.

After returning to the Moon Star, Wangshu's mental state clearly improved considerably, though her body continued to worsen.

Under Wangshu's guidance, they arrived beneath a Moon Laurel Tree.

Eastern Lord Duke instantly sensed two auras sharing Wangshu's origin.

He could not help asking, "Senior Wangshu, if you absorb this Moon Laurel Tree and those two masses of Origin Essence from the same source, could you survive?"

Hearing Eastern King's question, Emperor Jun glanced at him.

Emperor Jun had actually considered this method as well, but judging from Wangshu's teachings in the past and her request just now, Wangshu would never do such a thing.

Sure enough, Wangshu's expression darkened after hearing Eastern Lord Duke's words.

Eastern Lord Duke also realized his mistake, but before he could explain, Wangshu had already walked alone toward the Moon Laurel Tree.

However, as she walked, Wangshu had already adjusted her state of mind. She gazed gently at the Moon Laurel Tree and her two juniors.

Sensing Wangshu's aura, the Moon Laurel Tree extended a branch before her.

It seemed to have noticed that something was wrong with Wangshu's condition. The branch lightly touched her cheek.

It was very light, very light. It was as though it knew that Wangshu was now like an exceedingly fragile porcelain doll.

"Moon Laurel, I am afraid this will be the last time I see you and touch you."

Wangshu spoke softly.

Upon hearing this, the Moon Laurel Tree completely understood. A wave of sorrow spread from it.

Not only Wangshu felt it; Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke felt it as well.

Eastern Lord Duke stared at the Moon Laurel Tree in surprise. He had not expected it to have already developed consciousness.

Emperor Jun, however, was not surprised. The Fusang Tree had also developed a hazy consciousness and could convey simple emotions.

"Moon Laurel, do not be sad."

Wangshu comforted it softly.

The Moon Laurel Tree gently caressed Wangshu's cheek with its branch, as though responding to her.

Yet Emperor Jun could sense that the Moon Laurel Tree's sorrow had not diminished in the slightest. It had even grown more intense.

Wangshu also knew that continuing to persuade the Moon Laurel Tree would be useless, so she did not dwell on the matter.

"Moon Laurel, cultivate well in the future and take good care of my two juniors."

Wangshu looked at the two juniors who were still being nurtured.

Upon hearing Wangshu's words, the Moon Laurel Tree drew down the moonlight of the Moon Star upon Xihe and Changxi, who were still being nurtured, expressing its resolve in this way.

A smile appeared on Wangshu's face when she saw this.

Then, this wisp of Wangshu's divine soul communicated with the Heavenly Dao, intending to divide her Daoist Sect Fortune into five portions. Her two juniors would each receive thirty percent, the Moon Laurel Tree would receive twenty percent, Emperor Jun would receive fifteen percent, and the remainder would go to Eastern Lord Duke.

In Wangshu's view, Emperor Jun's realm and cultivation were higher, and he was much more reliable than Eastern Lord Duke.

Wangshu had already seen Eastern Lord Duke's ambition and his restless nature.

Thus, she could not evenly divide the remaining twenty percent of fortune between Emperor Jun and Eastern Lord Duke. Otherwise, it would be unfair to Emperor Jun.

Fortunately, the Dao-Devil Conflict had already ended. The Karmic Tribulation Qi between heaven and earth had dispersed, and the Heavenly Dao had become much clearer.

Moreover, Wangshu knew that such a transfer of fortune would inevitably incur some loss, but she did not care. She insisted on dispersing the fortune.

Jade Capital Mountain.

Hongjun, who had been preparing to cultivate, opened his eyes. He could now be considered the leader of the Dao Sect, so changes in the Daoist Sect Fortune naturally alerted him.