The Three Pure Ones Broke Through While Discussing the Dao

In the east stood a mountain that soared into the clouds, a pillar holding up the heavens.

Its summit touched the sky, its base rested upon the earth, and it bore the Thirty-Three Heavens.

The mountain was called Buzhou Mountain.

At its summit.

Three immortals sat cross-legged, engaged in a heated debate.

"Senior Brother Yuanshi, you are wrong."

"Heaven unfolds fifty, yet one escapes. That one is the single thread of hope."

"All living beings, no matter how desperate their plight, possess that single thread of hope."

"I glean from the Heavenly Dao and cultivate that hope. What is wrong with that?"

Another Daoist sat opposite him, his face full of indignation.

"To glean from the Heavenly Dao is itself to defy Heaven. As cultivators, we should naturally follow the Heavenly Dao and act on Heaven's behalf. How could we rebel against this world?"

"Moreover, among all things in this world, the strong prevail and the weak fall away. Naturally, we should choose the strong to teach. What makes someone strong? Origins, comprehension, and talent—not one can be lacking."

"Yet you, Tongtian, look only at affinity with immortality. Noble or lowly, you allow them all to cultivate. Is that not defying Heaven?"

The Daoist was deeply displeased.

"I cultivate the Great Dao. When living beings encounter me, that is itself an opportunity bestowed by Heaven. I, too, am following the Heavenly Dao. How has that become defying Heaven? Senior Brother Yuanshi, you are caught up in appearances..."

The Daoist beside them chuckled.

"Both of you have a point, my junior brothers. Why insist on a winner and a loser? We Three Pure Ones are one, without distinction between us. Gleaning from the Great Dao or expounding upon it—both are cultivation."

The three who were arguing were none other than the renowned Three Pure Ones Daoists of the Primordial World.

Just then.

The entire mountain began to shake violently.

A voice rang out from halfway up the mountain.

"The Heavenly Dao is inconstant and treats all things as straw dogs. What, then, is defying Heaven, and what is following it?"

"Defying Heaven or following Heaven—both are human acts. What do they have to do with the Heavenly Dao?"

"If Heaven had feelings, Heaven too would grow old. All affairs of living beings belong to the Heavenly Dao. The paths living beings walk are the Great Dao."

The Three Pure Ones were profoundly shaken.

All three sank into contemplation at once.

Their auras circulated as spiritual energy surged around them, forming vortex after vortex that swarmed toward the three.

Dao Rhythm suffused the Three Pure Ones. Purple qi spread between heaven and earth, and the sounds of the Great Dao rang out, intoxicating all who heard them.

As the momentum gathered, the Three Pure Ones' auras broke through once more.

All three advanced in cultivation at the same time.

They had already been mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortals, yet now they had broken through to the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

After a long while, their auras gradually settled.

The three were beside themselves with excitement. As the saying went, the debt owed for guidance in the Dao was greater than Heaven.

All three had broken through because those words had brought them instant enlightenment.

Such kindness was difficult to repay!

The Three Pure Ones rose together and bowed.

"Our breakthroughs were entirely thanks to you, Fellow Daoist Mountain Spirit. Words cannot express our gratitude."

A sigh rang out.

"You are too courteous, venerable ones."

"We have discussed the Dao here for hundreds of thousands of years. Why make any distinction between us?"

"Now that I am about to take form, I ask that you three Dao Venerables protect me."

Wang Shi, the Spirit of Buzhou Mountain, felt utterly helpless.

Countless years had passed since Pangu split heaven and earth.

He had witnessed far too many changing eras, from the evolution of all things to the Ferocious Beast Calamity, from the Dragon-Han Calamity to the present Witch-Demon Tribulation.

He had exhausted every means he could think of to take form.

After all, judging by the course of the entire Primordial World.

The great witch-demon calamity would bring about Gonggong's upheaval. When Buzhou Mountain fell, that would be the day he, the Spirit of Buzhou Mountain, perished.

Then he had met the Three Pure Ones. They had hit it off and often discussed the Dao here.

He had to admit that the results were good. Many of his insights had stirred the Three Pure Ones' interest.

The words that had just enlightened them were merely the tip of the iceberg of those hundreds of thousands of years.

He remained cautious, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

After all, a single wrong step now would leave him beyond redemption for ten thousand tribulations.

The Three Pure Ones were utterly astonished.

When the mountain had shaken earlier, they had sensed that something was amiss.

Now, upon examining it closely.

It was indeed so.

"For Buzhou to possess a spirit is truly a rarity in this world!"

"Fellow Daoist, you understand principle, wisdom, and faith, and comprehend the Great Dao. Even we fall short of you in some respects. Once you take form, your future will surely be boundless!"

A gleam flashed in the Three Pure Ones' eyes.

This Spirit of Buzhou Mountain was far from ordinary.

Not only did he comprehend the Great Dao, but more importantly, he possessed the Pangu Bloodline.

He shared the same origin and lineage as the Three Pure Ones. Was this not a gift from Heaven?

The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances, each seeing the others' excitement.

"Fellow Daoist, go ahead and take form. With us guarding you, nothing will stand in your way."

Wang Shi's voice rang out.

"Thank you, Dao Venerables."

The three looked gravely at Buzhou Mountain beneath their feet.

An unimaginably terrifying storm of spiritual energy appeared above Buzhou Mountain.

Across tens of millions of li, endless spiritual energy converged upon Buzhou Mountain.

The Great Dao of the entire Primordial World trembled. Banks of dark clouds gathered, and the tribulation qi of heaven and earth converged over Buzhou Mountain's summit.

Such a commotion naturally drew the attention of many mighty beings in the Primordial World.

The Northern Darkness Sea.

Daoist Minghe.

"With such a commotion, a treasure must be emerging."

"I, Minghe, will have it."

Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi and Daoist Hongyun were discussing the Dao and expounding on scriptures when they heard the disturbance.

"It is in the east. What is happening? It feels as though the earth is trembling and the mountains are shaking. Could the earth be about to split?"

"Or could some treasure be about to emerge?"

Within the Demon Court.

Demon Emperor Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi sat drinking opposite each other.

They rose at the same time.

"A treasure must be emerging in the direction of Buzhou Mountain. Attend me! Invite the Ten Great Demon Marshals, Nuwa, and Fuxi. We depart for Buzhou Mountain."

At that moment, the entire world was still shaking.

Countless bolts of lightning converged, gradually forming a terrifying lightning dragon.

The Three Pure Ones watched with furrowed brows.

"Our fellow mountain spirit is causing far too great a stir by taking form. I fear it will draw the covetous eyes of petty scoundrels."

"It seems we have no choice but to act."

The three took up positions on three sides, guarding Buzhou Mountain.

"Passage ahead is forbidden. Fellow Daoists, please take another route."

One mighty being after another arrived, only to find their paths blocked.

Ancestor Minghe stood proudly in the void.

"So it is Daoist Tongtian. May I ask why you are blocking my path?"

Tongtian cupped his hands slightly.

"So it is Fellow Daoist Minghe. Someone ahead is taking form and must not be disturbed by anyone. Please forgive me, fellow Daoist."

Ancestor Minghe snorted coldly.

"You say someone is taking form, and we are supposed to believe it? Who knows whether a great treasure is emerging instead?"

"With a spectacle like this, the entire Primordial World has been shaken. Do you Three Pure Ones intend to swallow it all yourselves?"

Sect Master Tongtian could not help wanting to retort.

Just then, a bird's cry rang out.

A blazing sun came rolling toward them, its light so intense that none could keep their eyes open.

The figure came to a halt. It was Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who had arrived ahead of the others.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe is right. Daoist Tongtian, are you blocking the way here to stop us from claiming the treasure?"

"The treasures of this world belong to those with virtue. You are going too far. Clear the path at once, or do not blame us for showing no courtesy."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi opened his palm.

A small bell appeared before everyone.

Several of the mighty beings watching could not help crying out in surprise.

"Chaos Bell."