Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

Taichu Dao Palace.

The Primordial Dao Master sat cross-legged on the Dao Platform. The threads of cause and effect pierced through the void and touched the cocoon. The Dao patterns of cause and effect flickered slightly. The cocoon was as silent as a dead object, with no trace of the Evil Mother's aura. The chains remained as stable as ever.

More than half of the century has passed.

The Primordial Dao Lord closed his eyes, and the Daoist principles of cause and effect flowed.

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat.

The tremor was extremely slight, like a withered leaf falling on a lake, the ripples barely perceptible.

The Primordial Dao Lord suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils shooting out a burst of light, and the Daoist principles of cause and effect surged forth. The silk threads pierced through the void and swept towards the cocoon once again.

The silk thread touched the cocoon, but remained silent. The chains were secure, and the aura of the Evil Mother was completely absent, without the slightest disturbance.

The Primordial Dao Master frowned slightly, and the threads of cause and effect swept over the object repeatedly, once, twice, three times... The eerie white light did not appear, the traces of erosion were not present, the chains of cause and effect were normal, and he could not find the slightest clue.

The Primordial Dao Master withdrew his hand and sat upright on the Dao Platform.

However, the unease in my mind wouldn't go away.

That feeling is like someone walking in the dark, knowing there's nothing ahead, yet the hairs on the back of their head stand on end.

The Primordial Dao Master has cultivated the Great Dao of Cause and Effect for tens of thousands of years, and his deductions of heavenly secrets have never been flawed. There must be a reason for his unease.

The Primordial Dao Lord formed hand seals, and the Daoist aura of cause and effect soared into the sky. Transparent threads surged from his fingertips, piercing through the dome of the Dao Palace, through the Primordial Vast Domain, through the endless void, and pointing directly at the cocoon deep within the Chaotic Land.

The Primordial Dao Lord did not hesitate to use the technique of tracing the origins of cause and effect.

This technique forcibly probes the causal connections between things, and can trace back to the past and the future.

The cost is considerable; each use consumes 30% of one's causal Dao Source and will inevitably alert the person being spied upon. The Primordial Dao Lord, in his century-long scheme, has never used this technique. At this moment, his unease outweighs all other concerns.

The silk thread is inserted into the silkworm cocoon.

The cocoon trembled violently, the Dao patterns of cause and effect exploded, and gray-white light splashed and shot out, piercing through the chains around the Ghost Mother, piercing through the Dao patterns on the surface of the Ghost Crystal, and going straight into the deepest part of the Ghost Crystal.

Deep within the mysterious crystal, a faint, eerie white light lay dormant.

The faint light, as thin as a spider's thread, was hidden between the chains and the strange crystal, finer than silk and more fragile than a spider web. The moment the thread of cause and effect touched the faint light, it trembled slightly before falling silent again.

The expression on the face of the Primordial Dao Master changed drastically.

The mysterious mother concealed a trace of the mysterious source.

How long have you been hiding it? What are you hiding it for?
The causal threads of the Primordial Dao Lord surged in frantically, tracing the thoughts of the Strange Mother along that wisp of light. Fragments of memories scattered from the depths of the Strange Crystal. The causal threads, like combs and fine brushes, scooped up piece by piece and pieced them together.

Fragments pieced together.

The Demon Mother concealed the glimmer of light for a hundred years. The glimmer slowly eroded the primordial Dao patterns, so slowly that it was undetectable even with a ten-year inspection. The chains loosened slightly at their weakest point—just a slight movement, enough for the Demon Mother to break free at the crucial moment.

The fragments continued to be pieced together.

The Demon Mother manipulated the silkworm cocoon, sinking into the crevices of the roots of the seven primordial ancestral trees, lying in wait. She awaited the return of the Chaos Dao Lord, the start of war between the Three Realms and the Chaos Vast Land, and the eventual mutual destruction of both sides.

The fragments continued to be pieced together.

The Demon Mother sensed the changes in the chaotic land. The ancestral trees in the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors grew stronger, the flow of the source vein spiritual network accelerated, Dao soldiers frequently broke through realms, and the light barrier of time became thicker.

The seven primordial ancestral trees had thick trunks and canopies that blocked out the sun. Seven-colored Dao light soared into the sky, piercing through the vast earth and entering the endless void.

The chaotic Daoist aura grew stronger day by day.

The Daoist aura surged forth from the depths of the seven tree roots, spreading like a tide, permeating the entire Myriad Dao Source Sea and the entire Chaotic Vast Land. The power of time and the power of space intertwined and entwined within the Daoist aura, inseparable from each other.

The Primordial Dao Master's face turned deathly pale.

The chaotic Daoist aura is so rich that the cultivation of the Chaos Daoist Master has advanced so much.

suddenly.

A thought exploded in the mind of the Primordial Dao Master like a thunderclap.

Why does the source of the chaotic Dao rhythm only have Dao rhythm and no fluctuation of the true body's aura?

The Primordial Dao Master's causal threads frantically probed deep into the roots of the seven primordial trees. The seven primordial trees swayed, and a hazy Dao light soared into the sky, intertwining with seven-colored radiance like a sea. The roots were as thick as dragons, the source veins and spiritual network were densely woven, and the source Qi surged like boiling water.

The chaotic Daoist essence was so rich that it solidified into a tangible form.

Of course.

Chaos Dao Lord - Li Mu.

The figure that should have been guarding the Origin Sea was nowhere to be found. The remaining aura deep within its roots was as restrained as an abyss, without the slightest fluctuation. That was a remnant of the Dao, not the true body guarding it.

The Primordial Dao Master suddenly stood up.

The Lord of Chaos, Li Mu, is not in the Chaotic Vast Land.

This discovery both surprised and puzzled the Primordial Dao. It surprised that Li Mu was not in the Vast Land, yet the Chaotic Dao Aura was so rich, the Seven Trees' foundation was so solid, and the Vast Land's atmosphere was so strong.

The questions remain: Where did Li Mu go? When did he leave? And why did he leave?

To what extent has his cultivation improved now?

The Primordial Dao Lord retracted the threads of cause and effect, sat upright on the Dao Platform, and his chaotic eyes flickered uncertainly.

Li Mu is not in Haotu.

Is this a trap or a golden opportunity?
If it is a trap, Li Mu will deliberately conceal his aura to lure the three domains into attacking. Once the armies of the three domains have penetrated deep into the vast land, he will suddenly appear and attack from both inside and outside, which will surely cause heavy damage to the three domains.

Based on the Primordial Dao Lord's understanding of the Chaos Dao Lord, that guy is as cunning as a fox and is capable of doing such a thing.

If God grants him a good opportunity, Li Mu will indeed go out to seek his fortune. The Chaotic Vast Land will be without a master, and the three regions will attack together, flattening the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors, severing the roots of the Seven Trees, and destroying the Great Array. Even if Li Mu returns, his Dao Source - the Chaotic Vast Land - will be in ruins, and his fate will be sealed.

The Primordial Dao Master pondered for a long time.

The threads of cause and effect once again reached out, piercing through the void and sensing the boundary of the chaotic land, the light barrier of time; the light barrier was as solid as a mountain, the scale of time flowed endlessly, and the power of time surged like a tide.

The barrier is 50% thicker than it was a hundred years ago, so a strong attack will take a long time.

The threads of cause and effect penetrate into the forest of all ancestors.

The 100,000 ancestral trees stand tall, their trunks shrouded in gray light, and their branches and leaves intertwine with seven colors of light like a sea.

Dao Bing sat cross-legged under the tree, while Dao Ancestor He Dao closed his eyes to cultivate. The roots of the ancestral tree penetrated deep into the source vein, absorbing source energy several times faster.

The seven primordial ancestral trees have trunks as thick as mountains, their canopies blocking out the sky, and seven-colored Dao light soaring into the heavens. Their roots penetrate deep into the source sea, intertwining with the source vein spiritual network like a net, their foundations firm and unshakeable.

Even without Li Mu, the Vast Land has not weakened; on the contrary, it has grown stronger day by day. The Seven Trees have a solid foundation, the Source Vein Spirit Network is vigorous, and the Time-Bound Light Barrier is indestructible. With such a force, even without Li Mu, a brute-force attack would be difficult to achieve a swift victory.

The Primordial Dao Master's face was grim, and the Daoist aura of cause and effect flowed around him, dispelling his unease.

Having glimpsed the faint light concealing the Demon Mother, and the absence of Li Mu from the Vast Land, all doubts were answered. A new question then arose: what to choose?
Taking advantage of the Chaos Island Lord's absence, will the three regions launch a joint attack?

The Demon Mother, concealing her glimmer of light, is bound to harbor treacherous intentions. If, during the fierce attack on the Vast Land, the Demon Mother breaks free of her chains and turns against it, the three realms will be attacked from both sides, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Not attack?

The Lord of Chaos went out to seek opportunities, and when he returned, his cultivation would surely have improved further; the Chaos Dao charm had become so rich, with the power of time and the power of space intertwined, and his Chaos Dao had obviously made another breakthrough.

When the Lord of Chaos returns, he will likely be even more difficult to deal with.

After a moment's thought, the Primordial Dao Lord found it difficult to make a decision, so he immediately used a hand seal to send a message to the two Dao Lords, Ziji and Yousha, inviting them to a chat.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Taichu Dao Palace.

The purple light came from the east, while the deathly aura arrived from the west.

The Lord of Purple Extremes shattered the void, his nine purple sun emanations merging into his body and landing on the east side of the Dao Platform. The Lord of Netherworld Fiends sat on the throne of white bones, his deathly aura surging like ink, and landed on the west side of the Dao Platform.

The Primordial Dao Master sat upright in the center of the Dao Platform, with the Daoist principles of cause and effect flowing throughout his body.

"Fellow Daoist Taichu, what is the urgent matter that you summoned me for?" The Lord of Ziji looked at the Lord of Taichu with his purple eyes.

The Netherworld Dao Master's eerie green eyes flickered: "The hundred-year period has not yet arrived, could something have happened?"

The Primordial Dao Master waved his hand, and an array appeared.

Within the array, deep within the myriad primordial seas, seven primordial ancestral trees stood towering into the sky, their canopies obscuring the sun, and seven-colored Dao light soaring upwards. Their roots were as thick as dragons, their primordial veins and spiritual networks were densely woven, and their primordial Qi surged like boiling water.

The chaotic Daoist essence was so rich that it solidified into a tangible form, surging forth from the depths of the seven tree roots and permeating the entire Origin Sea.

The Lord of the Purple Extremes fixed his purple eyes.

The deathly aura of the Netherworld Dao Master surged.

The two men had solemn expressions. The chaotic Dao aura was so strong that it was clear that the cultivation of Chaos Dao Lord Li Mu had improved a lot, which made them very wary.

"The Lord of Chaos is not in the Vast Land," the Lord of Primordial Beginning reminded him in a deep voice.

The Lord of Purple Extremes abruptly stood up, his purple eyes flashing with a sharp light, and exclaimed in astonishment, "What? Is this really true?"

The Primordial Dao Master extended a thread of causal energy from his fingertip, piercing through the light barrier and penetrating deep into the roots of the seven trees. The thread swept across the roots, across the source veins, and across the entire Sea of ​​Myriad Dao Sources, its remaining Daoist essence remaining as deep and unfathomable as a abyss, without the slightest fluctuation of his true aura.

"I have confirmed this using the art of causal tracing," the Primordial Dao Master solemnly stated, "He is indeed not here!"

The Lord of the Purple Extremes' purple eyes blazed brightly: "A golden opportunity."

The deathly aura of the Netherworld Dao Lord surged and churned, his eerie green eyes gazing at the gray, boundless land within the light screen: "The Chaos Dao Lord is cunning; could this be a trap?"

The Primordial Dao Master shook his head: "I also have this concern. However, the art of tracing the origin of cause and effect does not lie; he is indeed not in the Vast Land. Although the remaining Dao charm is strong, it is only the power of the Dao seal he left behind before he left."

The Lord of the Netherworld pressed further, "Where did he go?"

The Primordial Dao Lord raised his hand, and the scene on the light screen changed. At the boundary of the Chaotic Vast Land, the Light Wall of Time stood in the void, the scale of time flowing endlessly, and the power of time surging like a tide. The light wall was more than 50% thicker than it was a hundred years ago; at its fastest, a moment was a hundred years, and at its slowest, a hundred years was a moment.

“I cannot deduce his whereabouts,” the Primordial Dao Master said in a deep voice. “I only know that he has been gone for at least a hundred years. During these hundred years, the Chaotic Vast Land has not only not weakened, but has become stronger day by day.”

The light screen shifted again. In the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors, the trunks of the ten thousand ancestral trees thickened, their roots penetrating deep into the source veins, absorbing source energy at a speed several times faster. Dao soldiers sat cross-legged beneath the trees, and those who broke through to higher realms appeared one after another. The Dao Ancestor who had merged with the Dao was surrounded by flickering Dao light, his aura becoming increasingly profound and concentrated.

The seven primordial ancestral trees, their trunks as thick as mountains, their canopies already covering the entire Myriad Dao Source Sea. Seven-colored Dao light soared into the sky, piercing through the Source Sea, piercing through the vast earth, and directly into the endless void. The seven-colored light pillars intertwined in the void, transforming into a hazy pillar of light, within which the long river of time surged, and the void rose and fell.

"The power of time and the power of space have merged." The Purple Extreme Lord's purple eyes were gloomy as he said hatefully, "He has taken another step closer to the Great Dao of Chaos."

The Primordial Dao Master nodded and said, "The chaotic Dao aura grows stronger day by day, the seven trees' foundations are firm and unshakable, the source vein spiritual network is as powerful as a dragon, and the light barrier of time is indestructible. With such a magnificent appearance, his cultivation will surely advance even further when he returns!"

The Lord of the Netherworld revealed a ruthless expression and resolutely said, "Then let's take advantage of his absence and raze the Chaos Land to the ground."

The Lord of Purple Extremes looked at the Lord of Primordial Dao and asked worriedly, "Where is the Mother of Deviousness?"

Upon hearing this, the Primordial Dao Master's expression turned cold, and he said with hatred, "Naturally, it is still in the Chaos Vast Land. This fiend is extremely cunning and has secretly hidden a wisp of the source of evil."

The Netherworld Dao Master's expression changed drastically.

The Primordial Dao Master's fingertip thread pierced the cocoon, penetrated the chain, and went straight into the depths of the strange crystal. The array screen magnified, and the scene inside the strange crystal was clearly presented—between the chain and the strange crystal, a wisp of strange white light lay quietly dormant, as thin as a gossamer thread.

“She has been hiding for a hundred years. She used this sliver of light to polish away the causal Dao patterns, a process that was extremely slow, so slow that it would go unnoticed even if she were to investigate once every ten years. The weakest point of the chain has already loosened a little.”

The Purple Extreme Lord's purple eyes flashed coldly: "She wants to retaliate?"

The Primordial Dao Lord nodded in confirmation, “She is waiting. Waiting for the Chaos Dao Lord to return, waiting for the Three Domains and the Chaos Vast Land to go to war. At that time, I will activate the chains to force her to erode the roots of the Seven Trees, and she will take advantage of the aftermath of the great battle to break free of her restraints.”

The Netherworld Dao Master's death energy surged like boiling water, and he roared, "This vile servant!"

The Lord of Purple Extremes remained silent for a moment, then looked at the Lord of Primordial Dao with his purple eyes: "Eliminate the internal troubles first."

The Lord of Purple Extremes said coldly, "Since the Demon Mother has harbored rebellious intentions, she cannot be allowed to live. First, we must completely refine her, erase her mind, and turn her into a demonic puppet. Once this internal threat is eliminated, we can then attack the Chaos Land."

The Netherworld Dao Master hesitated: "How long will it take to refine the Ghost Mother?"

“Thirty years.” The Primordial Dao Master said in a deep voice, “I will use the technique of severing the source of cause and effect to cut off all connections between her evil path and the corruption of all paths, and forcibly erase her consciousness. My two fellow Daoists will assist from the side, using the Purple Heaven Dao Fire to burn the evil crystal and the Cold Nether Death Qi to erode the evil source. With these three methods working together, it can be completed in thirty years.”

The Lord of the Netherworld said urgently, "Thirty years. What if the Lord of Chaos returns during this period?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes interrupted him: "If he returns, the Demon Mother will not be eliminated, and the Three Realms will be attacked from both sides. If he does not return, thirty years will be more than enough to flatten the Chaos Land."

The Primordial Dao Lord said in a deep voice, "What Fellow Daoist Ziji said is absolutely right. If the Demon Mother is not eliminated, she will surely turn against us when we attack the Vast Land. If the Chaos Dao Lord returns at that time, we will be attacked from both inside and outside, and the Three Realms will be in danger."

The Netherworld Dao Master's deathly aura surged as he gazed at the gray, boundless land within the light barrier. Seven towering trees, their source veins like dragons, and the barrier of time's light were indestructible. The chaotic Daoist aura grew stronger day by day.

“Thirty years.” The Netherworld Dao Master gritted his teeth. “I’m taking the gamble.”

The Primordial Dao Lord rose up, and the Daoist aura of cause and effect soared into the sky.

"In that case, let's establish the rules. My two fellow Daoists will assist me in refining the Demon Mother, erasing her consciousness, and creating a Demon Puppet. On the day of our success in thirty years, the three realms will launch a joint attack on the Chaos Vast Land. If the Chaos Dao Lord has not returned, we will flatten the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors, sever the roots of the Seven Trees, and destroy the Chaos Grand Array. If he returns, the Vast Land will be destroyed, and the tide will be turned against us."

The Lord of Purple Extremes's purple eyes blazed brightly: "Agreed."

The Netherworld Dao Master's deathly aura surged: "Alright."

The Primordial Dao Master formed hand seals, unleashing a torrent of causal Daoist energy. Around the Dao Platform, threads of causality emerged from the depths of the void, layering and weaving into an array. The array formed the Three Powers: Purple Extreme in the east, Netherworld in the west, and Primordial Dao Master in the center.

"rise."

With a deep shout, the Primordial Dao Lord sent causal threads piercing through the void and plunging into the cocoon deep within the chaotic land.

The silkworm cocoon trembled violently.

The chains of cause and effect extended from the cocoon, dragging the form of the Demon Mother, and retracted towards the Primordial Dao Palace. The chains passed through the cracks in the light barrier of time, through the array patterns of the Chaos Array, through the Forest of Myriad Ancestors, and through the void of the Origin Sea.

The Demon Mother was forcibly dragged back to the Primordial Dao Palace by the chains of cause and effect. (End of Chapter)