Nine Revolutions Mystic Art

"I rather think you and I are bound by fate, fellow Daoist."

The moment Daochen said this-

Whoosh!

Nüwa's lovely face flushed as red as a ripe apple, even the tips of her ears turning crimson.

"Shameless!"

At those words, Nüwa forgot all about the treasures and turned to leave in a fury.

Bound to you by fate? Utter nonsense! I've never met anyone so brazenly shameless!!!

What man would snatch something from the woman he liked?

"She's finally gone."

Daochen laughed heartily.

"Eldest Brother, you..."

Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were both left tongue-tied by Daochen's hopelessly blunt words.

Given Nüwa's stature, countless mighty beings throughout the Primordial World would have fought tooth and nail for the chance to court her favor.

Why did none of that work on Daochen???

Watching Nüwa storm off, Fuxi gave a wry laugh as well.

I told you there was no chance.

You just wouldn't listen. Now you've run headfirst into a wall.

Daochen did not care whether Nüwa left or how she left. With the Xiantian Gourd Vine in his hands, the day would come when she had to beg him.

I simply don't believe it.

Without the Xiantian Gourd Vine, how are you going to create humans, Nüwa???

How are you going to attain the Dao???

Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host on making a choice. The Nine Revolutions Mystic Art is being distributed.

As Nüwa departed, the system's voice rang out again.

Information on an unfathomably profound cultivation art, vast as a sea of mist, appeared in Daochen's sea of consciousness. It was none other than the cultivation method for the Nine Revolutions Mystic Art.

Examining the cultivation method for the Nine Revolutions Mystic Art in his mind, Daochen finally understood.

He understood why the Twelve Ancestral Witches had ultimately fallen in the Witch-Demon Calamity despite possessing an art that led straight to the Sage realm.

This cultivation art was simply too difficult.

Even with Daochen's powers of comprehension, he could only fathom the first six levels. As for the seventh, eighth, and final ninth levels, he could not understand them at all.

He had not the slightest clue.

Still, Daochen was in no hurry. The full eruption of the Witch-Demon Calamity was still a long way off.

Now that the Three Pure Ones had locked horns with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who knew how many years would pass before the latter turned their attention back to the Demon Race?

So Daochen was in no rush.

Besides, when that time truly came, if he flatly refused to jump into the pit, could Hongjun really force him in?

At that thought, Daochen laughed again, then flashed straight into the canyon.

Looking at the Xiantian Gourd Vine, which was about to ripen, Daochen grew happier still.

As for snatching the destined opportunities of the Three Pure Ones, Nüwa, and the others, he felt no burden whatsoever.

You Three Pure Ones and Nüwa are a Sage's disciples. When Hongjun distributes treasures at the Treasure-Splitting Cliff, you'll all get a share.

Who am I supposed to ask for mine?

So one had to rob Sages early, or there would be no robbing them once they attained Sagehood. One had to beat them up early, too, or they would be the ones doing the bullying.

"What a fine treasure!"

Daochen stood cheerfully to one side, waiting for the Xiantian Gourd Vine to ripen completely.

As more and more spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured into it, the Xiantian Gourd Vine grew ever more luxuriant, and the power radiating from its seven gourds grew increasingly formidable.

Hum!

An earth-shaking hum rang out as the Xiantian Gourd Vine fully ripened.

Daochen swept his sleeve and handed the yellow gourd directly to Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

This yellow gourd was the Immortal-Slaying Gourd that would become famous in the future. It could kill from a thousand miles away and was vicious beyond measure.

"Thank you, Eldest Brother."

Looking at the Immortal-Slaying Gourd in his hands, Eastern Emperor Taiyi was delighted.

He could naturally discern the wisp of murderous intent from the opening of heaven contained within it.

Although he already had the Chaos Bell, who would ever complain about having too many treasures?

"Think nothing of it. This treasure was destined for you to begin with."

Daochen spoke with a smile.

Even without counting the Gourd Vine he had just obtained, he had already refined five spiritual treasures. Adding the Karmic Fire Red Lotus he had snatched from Ancestor Minghe brought that to six Xiantian Spiritual Treasures.

Even the lowest-grade among them was a Supreme Xiantian Spiritual Treasure.

Thus, he did not particularly care about these seven gourds. What mattered far more was having the Xiantian Gourd Vine in his hands.

That meant he held the reins on the opportunities for the Six Heaven-Appointed Sages, including the Three Pure Ones and Nüwa, to attain Sagehood.

That was the greatest gain of Daochen's journey.

With the Xiantian Gourd Vine in his hands, the day would come when the Three Pure Ones had to beg him.

"Then thank you, Eldest Brother."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi did not stand on ceremony. After thanking him, he placed the Immortal-Slaying Gourd into the small world contained within the Chaos Bell, leaving it there to refine later.

"Dijun, this treasure contains the Dao of fire and suits you quite well. I'll give it to you."

Daochen turned toward Dijun. Light flashed in his hand, and a purple gourd appeared.

It was the Eight Trigrams Separation Fire Gourd that would one day belong to Laozi's incarnation, Taishang Laojun.

Since Laozi had left after being severely wounded by Daochen this time, Daochen could give the gourd to Dijun instead. It also suited the Dao of fire in which Dijun excelled.

"Eldest Brother, I couldn't!"

Although Dijun was quite taken with the Eight Trigrams Separation Fire Gourd, he did not dare accept it.

After all, he had contributed little to this battle. Most of the credit belonged to Daochen.

Even his success in killing a mighty being of the Primordial World had largely been thanks to Eastern Emperor Taiyi's help.

Thus, he did not dare accept the gourd before him.

"Eldest Brother is giving it to you, so just take it."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi spoke with a smile.

He was straightforward by nature and did not weigh so many things as Dijun did.

"In that case, your little brother will accept it."

In the end, Dijun accepted the Eight Trigrams Separation Fire Gourd.

Seeing that Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun had both obtained treasures they liked, Daochen smiled cheerfully and swept his sleeve, gathering up the Xiantian Gourd Vine along with all the breath soil beneath it.

By his reckoning, there were still over twenty thousand years until Hongjun's second sermon. It was time to take advantage of that interval and diligently cultivate the Nine Revolutions Mystic Art.

Only then could he keep pace with the others.

As for what anyone else thought, Daochen neither cared nor could control it.

He now effectively stood against all six Heaven-Appointed Sages. If he wanted to avoid their schemes, his only choice was to move faster than everyone else.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Having returned to Mount Kunlun empty-handed and covered in injuries, Yuanshi seethed with fury. He could not even be bothered to enter seclusion to heal and instead flew into a thunderous rage inside the Jade Void Palace.

"What's wrong with Master?"

Outside the Jade Void Palace, Red Essence Child and Guangchengzi, who attended Yuanshi, were equally bewildered.

Yuanshi had clearly gone to Mount Buzhou to claim his destined opportunity. Before leaving, he had even instructed them not to clash with the Witch Clan at the foot of the mountain. Why had he returned in such a thunderous rage? Judging by his aura, he also seemed to have suffered considerable injuries.

"Senior Brother, why don't you go ask?"

Looking worried, Red Essence Child quietly nudged Guangchengzi.

"No. If you want to go, go yourself."

Guangchengzi refused without a second thought.

Can't you see Master is in a fury right now?

Wouldn't asking him now be begging for a beating???

"Why don't we ask Martial Uncle Tongtian instead?"

The two immediately agreed and set off toward the Upper Clarity Realm.