Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The sword light poured down like a waterfall from the sky, and in an instant, chaos was separated into clear and turbid, and the five elements and four symbols appeared.

The original undifferentiated chaos was cleaved apart by the sword that split the earth and created the world, revealing the creation of a new world.

At the very beginning of the new world, the aura of calamity was rampant, and the calamity energy of heaven and earth was pervasive and turbulent, containing boundless breaths of destruction and annihilation.

Amidst this calamity filled with destruction and ruin, Yin and Yang manifested, and the distinction between purity and turbidity became clear. At times, the Four Symbols were established and the world was opened, and the Five Elements were transformed and heaven and earth solidified.

The creation of the universe is also the process of opening a new world after the calamities of destruction. The so-called birth and death are all part of creation, and yin and yang are in harmony with the Dao.

As the sword blade struck down, the aura of destruction and calamity swirled above Xuan Feng and Xuan Sha's heads. The Three Flowers of Gathering at the top of their heads shattered without a trace. With the Three Flowers broken, the two, who were only at the Integration stage, also had their souls scattered and were buried in the earth-shattering sword light.

As the sword light faded, heaven and earth were reborn, and the sky above the Northern Heavenly Pass was clear and bright, without a speck of dust.

Looking at Jiang Sheng, who stood calmly amidst the clouds, casually sheathing his sword, the Qiankun Dao Sect's army was now completely silent.

The Immortal Lord of Longevity had an icy expression, but his gaze was not directed at Jiang Sheng, but at Xuan Feng and Xuan Sha, whose souls had already been scattered.

"You two idiots, can't you see that the army's morale is already low?"

"Knowing you're outmatched and still charging in to your death, that's not bravery, that's stupidity!"

As he spoke, Immortal Lord Wanshou looked at the group of true disciples of the Qiankun Dao Sect on his left and right: "Xuanfeng and Xuansha have done a good job, completely destroying the already low morale of the sect."

"Is there any point in fighting this battle?"

"Hang up the truce sign, regroup the troops, and return to camp!"

"Then send Jin Yang to our aid immediately!"

As he spoke, the Immortal Lord of Longevity turned and left without even looking back, clearly angered by the outcome of today's duel.

In fact, Immortal Lord Wanshou had anticipated that today's battle would be difficult, and he also foresaw that Immortal Lord Xuanjing would choose to send someone to fight.

Even if it weren't Jiang Sheng who fought, but instead it were True Lord Shi Hua from Penglai, or True Lord Cang Yuan from Tianhe, or True Lord Lan Jing from Qinghua, this battle wouldn't be easy.

According to the original prediction of the Immortal Lord of Longevity, there were three battles today, and no matter what, he would win at least one. As long as he could win one, there would be more battles to fight. At least the morale of the army would remain, and if necessary, he could just bring in people from other directions.

But Xuanfeng and Xuansha volunteered to rush out, and not only that, they lost the fight and even lost their lives!
How could the Immortal Lord of Longevity not be furious?!
Now that they've suffered three consecutive defeats, their morale is completely gone. What kind of battle can they possibly fight?

Lingfeng Zhenjun, Jingxing Zhenjun, and Jingxiao Zhenjun looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed as they hung up the truce sign. At the same time, the army began to slowly retreat. Under the cover of the three Fifth Tribulation Zhenjun, the Dao soldiers, along with those Refining Void Zhenjun, quickly returned to the camp, declaring the end of today's battle.

On the main ship of the Tianhe Dao Sect, Immortal Lord Xuanjing watched Immortal Lord Wanshou leave in a hurry and laughed loudly, "Wanshou brat, he can't accept defeat."

"Very well. Lingyuan has already gained the upper hand today. Even if we fight again tomorrow, their morale will be three points lower than ours from the start."

"Sound the retreat and prepare a banquet. I will reward Lingyuan handsomely."

Upon hearing this, True Lord Yuanyi, True Lord Zhaozhen, True Lord Hongyi, and the others exchanged glances and left with smiles on their faces.

That night, the main ship of the Tianhe Dao Sect was bustling with activity.

The main ship, spanning over three million miles, was essentially a kingdom in itself. Therefore, the palaces and pavilions built on the main ship were exceptionally magnificent. In the center of the main ship, one could see a continuous stretch of towering pavilions and a grand hall.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the celestial banquet was in full swing in the main hall.

Bells and chimes rang out in unison, and the melodious sounds of stringed instruments filled the air. Amidst the dazzling array of jewels and greenery, celestial maidens danced gracefully, and various wondrous phenomena appeared, adding to the already auspicious and ethereal atmosphere of the grand hall.

Jiang Sheng was sitting on the left side of the main hall. Besides his own sect's senior brothers and sisters, Ling Wei and Ling Yu, there were also contemporary true disciples of the Mountain and River Daoist School, such as Xuan Yi, Xuan Xin, Ming Xian, and Ming Fang, as well as various assistants such as Xu Yuanzi, Fairy Suqin, and Kong Zhen.

The crowd drank and made merry, celebrating Jiang Sheng's daytime victory.

Xuan Yi raised his wine cup and laughed, "Today, Lingyuan has won a great victory, and Qiankun Daozong has been defeated in three battles. This has greatly boosted the prestige of our Eastern Heaven Daoist School. If Qiankun Daozong fights again tomorrow, they may not want you, Lingyuan, to take action again."

Mingxian said, "Right now, those people from the Qiankun Dao Sect are afraid of Lingyuan. If Lingyuan challenges them again tomorrow, I'm afraid they will lose 30% of their cultivation."

"A Nascent Soul True Monarch who is over 1,700 years old and still at the first stage of cultivation, how can those Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Qiankun Dao Sect who are four or five thousand years old or five or six thousand years old compare?"

Kong Zhen nodded repeatedly, agreeing with Ming Xian's words. Without seeing Jiang Sheng make a move, he wouldn't know how powerful Jiang Sheng was, nor would he understand why Jiang Sheng was the leader of the Xuanmen sect in the contemporary era. Without personally competing with Jiang Sheng, he wouldn't understand what a prodigy was, or what it meant to have one's Dao heart clouded.

Jiang Sheng is a First Tribulation True Monarch who is less than 1,800 years old. His cultivation speed has already surpassed that of Qianxuan Lingfeng True Monarch of Qiankun Dao Sect. Perhaps in another 1,800 years, the youngest Fifth Tribulation True Monarch of this Yuan Society will be born.

And this wasn't just wishful thinking; it was entirely possible. Thinking this, the way everyone around Jiang Sheng looked at him became increasingly strange: Could Jiang Sheng really be some kind of reincarnation of a pure yang being?

Seeing the strange looks from the people around him, Jiang Sheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Gentlemen, it's just that I won three matches today. Is it really worth all this praise?"

"If it were my own True Lord Yuming of Penglai, or True Lord Huayu, or True Lord Longquan, wouldn't the result be the same?"

Before Jiang Sheng could finish speaking, Yu Ming Zhenjun's voice rang out behind him: "If it were me, winning three matches in a row wouldn't be easy."

"At least when I encountered a True Monarch of the Third Tribulation, it was definitely not as simple as your Ying Xuanzhen."

As True Lord Yuming arrived, Jiang Sheng and the others around him, including Lingwei, Xuanyi, Mingxian, and Xuyuanzi, quickly stood up to greet him. True Lord Yuming waved his hand and said with a smile, "Tonight is a celebration banquet, so please make yourselves at ease and don't be too bound by so-called etiquette."

As he spoke, True Monarch Yuming looked at Jiang Sheng, his eyes full of admiration: "Lingyuan, you're a lucky boy."

"Immortal Lord Xuanjing wishes to see you and bestow upon you a reward."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Sheng had no choice but to apologize to his fellow warriors and leave with Yu Ming Zhenjun.

"Immortal Lord Xuanjing is not only a Mahayana Immortal Lord, but also the only remaining junior brother of Ancestor Xuanjian of the Tianhe Dao Sect. Ancestor Xuanjian took good care of his junior brother, Immortal Lord Xuanjing, and he has quite a few good things in his possession."

"When you meet Immortal Lord Xuanjing this time, don't be petty and hesitate to speak."

Yu Ming Zhenjun whispered instructions to Jiang Sheng, who nodded, already having an idea.

Soon, the lively atmosphere in the hall suddenly quieted down, and everyone looked at the head of the hall, the immortal Xuanjing. The old immortal smiled and said, "Today, our Eastern Heaven Daoist school has won a great victory, all thanks to Lingyuan."

“Lingyuan has won three battles in a row, which has really dealt a heavy blow to the morale of Wanshou and the Qiankun Dao Sect. This is a great achievement, and I cannot fail to reward him. Lingyuan, come forward.”

At this moment, True Monarch Yuming had already brought Jiang Sheng to a place not far from Immortal Monarch Xuanjing. Under the watchful eyes of the True Monarchs of Integration and True Monarchs of Refining Emptiness around them, Jiang Sheng walked up to Immortal Monarch Xuanjing and bowed: "Disciple Lingyuan greets Immortal Monarch Xuanjing."

Immortal Lord Xuanjing clearly liked Jiang Sheng very much. When he saw Jiang Sheng arrive, he nodded repeatedly: "Good, good lad, you didn't disgrace my Eastern Heaven Daoist family today."

As he spoke, Immortal Lord Xuanjing raised his hand and waved it. Accompanied by beams of immortal light soaring into the sky, one after another, rare immortal treasures that were hard to find in all the heavens and myriad realms appeared before everyone.

As the treasure within the first ray of immortal light was revealed, Mingxian couldn't help but widen his eyes upon just one glance, staring intently at the first immortal treasure that Immortal Lord Xuanjing had taken out: "The Nine Treasures of the Milky Way Sand?!"

"Isn't this the Nine Treasures Sand that can only be found in the Starry Cave Heaven of Ancestor Yue Heng?"

“The Milky Way in the Starry Sky Cave Heaven only produces a hundred grains of sand in three thousand years. This pinch of Nine Treasures Sand must be a treasure that Ancestor Yue Heng has kept for ten thousand years!”

Upon hearing Mingxian's words, everyone around looked up and saw that within that patch of celestial light, a small clump of crystal-clear sand emitted countless rays of light. Each grain of sand weighed over a hundred million jin, and was so hard that it could split gold and shatter rocks, and could smash mountains and fill seas. Rather than being sand, it was more like tiny stars.

That small handful of Nine Treasures Sand is equivalent to a star field composed of hundreds of stars!

Nine Treasures Sand can only be generated in the Starry Cave Heaven of Dao Lord Zhengyang Yueheng in all the heavens and myriad realms. This is a celestial treasure in the Daoist temple of Dao Lord Chunyang, who is at the Dao-holding realm. For cultivators who practice water magic and star magic, it is simply priceless.

Through this pinch of Nine Treasures Sand, it might even be possible to deduce a new cultivation technique, or hear a few lines of Yue Heng Daojun's chanting. Either way, it is priceless.

Moreover, this pinch of Nine Treasures Sand is a treasure in itself. It can be used to refine magical artifacts, to perform cultivation techniques, or even stored in a gourd as a trump card.

Looking at this handful of Nine Treasures Sand, not to mention Mingxian and Mingfang, all the True Monarchs of the Tianhe Dao Sect were envious.

Cangyuan Zhenjun looked at Longquan Zhenjun, who was staring longingly to the side, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Stop looking. It won't fall into your hands even if you look. Learn from me and close your eyes. Out of sight, out of mind."

Master Takizumi said with distress, "That's Nine Treasures Sand!"

Beside Xu Yuanzi, Zhao Xingzi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. She stared intently at the handful of Nine Treasures Sand while gripping Xu Yuanzi's arm tightly. Even Xu Yuanzi's powerful physique couldn't help but be made red-faced by Zhao Xingzi's grip.

"Stop looking! Stop looking!"

Why won't you listen? Stop watching!

Xu Yuanzi kept patting Zhao Xingzi's hand, and with great effort finally freed his arm. Looking at Zhao Xingzi's fascinated expression, Xu Yuanzi couldn't help but sigh.

However, just as everyone's eyes were drawn to the Nine Treasures Sand, Fairy Suqin's exclamation once again drew everyone's attention:

"That's... the Taiyi Heavenly Azure Bamboo?!" (End of Chapter)