Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Zhu Yan went overseas and entered the void.

A small island hangs silently between reality and illusion, with the vast and boundless sea on one side and the turbulent void on the other.

This is Guanlan Island, one of the ten islands of Kyushu.

The Nine Provinces Realm is the core of the world, but it is not just the Nine Provinces. There are also various sea areas, countless islands on those sea areas, and the ten overseas islands that are far away and seemingly unconnected.

Guanlan Island is not large, only about 10,000 square kilometers in circumference, yet it is listed as one of the ten islands, which is enough to show its extraordinary nature.

Jiang Sheng followed Lingluo and Duobao to the front of Guanlan Island. Looking at the small island, his expression was calm, revealing no emotion.

Duobao laughed and said, "Lingyuan, although the sparrow is small, it has all the vital organs. Don't think that Guanlan Island is small. Sometimes, a mustard seed can contain Mount Sumeru."

Jiang Sheng glanced at Duobao: "When did you become so familiar with Buddhist stories?"

Duobao, on the other hand, acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "If I have traveled through all the heavens over the years and still have no knowledge, then what am I supposed to do with my travels?"

Lingluo added, "Daoist Lingyuan, in the Nine Provinces Realm, there is a saying that there are nine provinces and ten islands. Among the ten islands, Guanlan Island is the most unique."

Jiang Sheng looked intrigued: "Oh? The most special kind of being?"

"Please explain further, Your Highness."

Lingluo gazed at Guanlan Island before her and softly recited: "Ink washes stretch to the sky, lotus blossoms emerge from the water; butterflies dance in the leisurely sky, rosy clouds transform into butterflies."

"On Guanlan Island, there is a lotus in ink painting that divides the sky from reality to reality, allowing one to see the vastness of the universe; there are a thousand colorful butterflies that shimmer from the past to the present, allowing one to witness the passing years."

"Its layout is unique in the entire Nine Provinces. If one is not destined, one will never find its location."

Jiang Sheng raised an eyebrow, looking at the unremarkable island before him: "So, even that person from the Qiankun Dao Sect wouldn't be able to come here if he wasn't destined to?"

As he spoke, Jiang Sheng activated his Golden Eyes of Truth, and blue lotuses swirled and golden light bloomed within his eyes.

As the dazzling azure-gold light shone upon the small island before him, Jiang Sheng saw another side behind its unassuming exterior: a vast, boundless sea of ​​white lotuses. The white lotuses connected the mortal realm with nothingness, while the black lotuses stretched across the sky and chaos. Within this sea formed by the white and black lotuses, countless colorful butterflies fluttered, playing amidst the turbulent void, frolicking between the fierce winds and thunder, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.
"White lotus vanishes, ink lotus grows; colorful butterflies transform into ethereal clouds, lingering in the sky."

"It is truly an extraordinary and wondrous place."

Jiang Sheng clicked his tongue in amazement, unsure whether he was praising Guanlan Island or Mo Wenxin, who seemed to have a special connection with the place.

Duobao urged, "Stop looking, come on, I'll take you to see Brother Mo."

However, no one expected that Jiang Sheng would suddenly stop in front of Guanlan Island.

This caught Duobao and Linglu off guard. The two looked at Jiang Sheng, wondering why he had agreed to come but was unwilling to go in.

Jiang Sheng stood outside Guanlan Island, gazing at it quietly. Suddenly, he chuckled and said, "Speaking of which, what kind of cultivation does Mo Wenxin possess, what methods does he have, and what kind of background does he have?"

Duobao and Lingluo were both taken aback by Jiang Sheng's sudden question. What did he mean by "what level of skill" and "what kind of background"?
Just as the two were puzzled, Jiang Sheng said again, "Never mind, let's go in and take a look, then we'll know what this guy is up to."

After saying that, Jiang Sheng actually led the way into Guanlan Island, leaving Duobao and Lingluo looking completely bewildered.

It wasn't until the two followed Jiang Sheng onto Guanlan Island and met Mo Wenxin that they finally understood why Jiang Sheng had reacted that way earlier.

Beside Mo Wenxin, two figures were sitting.

Those were a man and a woman, both at the Dongxuan Dao Fruit level.

The man was dressed in a robe with dragons and clouds, with a brocade and jade belt around his waist and a purple and gold hair ornament on his head. He was tall, strong, magnificent and resolute, and could be called a first-class figure in the world.

The woman wore a layered peach-colored dress underneath a light jade gauze robe. She wore a silver hairpin, jade pendant, and gold hair ornament in her hair, jade beads and gold tassels on her earlobes, a touch of crimson between her eyebrows, a precious jade necklace and jade bracelet, and a silver chain and gold brocade waist. Her beauty and charm were beyond compare.

The man and woman sitting in the Tinghai Pavilion on Guanlan Island were a perfect match, a truly remarkable couple.

However, both Duobao and Lingluo could tell that these two were not human, but rather prodigies of the demon race.

When did two Xuanxuan Heavenly Demons arrive at Mo Wenxin's secluded place?!
Just as Duobao and Lingluo were puzzled, the beautiful enchantress laughed and said, "Young Master Mo, won't you introduce these two to us?"

At this moment, Mo Wenxin, who was kneeling on the chief seat and wearing a brocade robe and a cloak, saw that Lingluo and Duobao's faces had a bit more color. He coughed lightly and said, "These two are True Lord Duobao from the Three Realms and Princess Lingluo from the Rakshasa Realm. They are my good friends."

As she spoke, Mo Wenxin raised her hand to introduce the origins of the two Dongxuan Heavenly Demons: "And these two guests are Prince Tuolong of Bibo Pool in the Great Wilderness Realm and Tushan Lian, the Heavenly Fox of Tushan Holy Land."

Bibo Pool!
Tushan Sacred Land!

After learning about the origins of Prince Tuolong and Tushan Lian, Duobao and Lingluo finally understood why Jiang Sheng suddenly asked that question outside Guanlan Island: The Great Wilderness Realm and the Eastern Heaven Daoist School are not on good terms. In a sense, the Great Wilderness Realm is more like an ally of the Qiankun Daoist Sect.

Why would Mo Wenxin invite these two as guests?!
For a moment, Duobao and Linglong were both puzzled. What shocked them even more was how Jiang Sheng could have sensed Tuolong and Tushan Lian's aura outside Guanlan Island. Guanlan Island was clearly a place where the real and the fake were hidden in the illusion, so there was no way that their aura would leak out.

After thinking for a moment, Lingluo suddenly looked at Tushan Lian: "You did this on purpose?!"

It was obvious that Tu Shanlian and the others had already sensed the arrival of Jiang Sheng and his companions, so they deliberately revealed a trace of their aura to make Jiang Sheng and his companions back down.

Mo Wenxin, this outcast of the Heavenly Dao in the Nine Provinces Realm, the former chosen one destined for tribulation, is no ordinary person.

Others may not know, but Tu Shanlian does. This outcast of the Heavenly Dao possesses knowledge of several secret realms and grotto-heavens within the Nine Provinces, as well as a great deal of hidden intelligence. He is intimately familiar with the geological veins and spiritual energy of several continents. Whoever can persuade him will essentially lock in the outcome of the early stages of this Xuanmen War.

Therefore, Tu Shan Lian would never give Mo Wenxin to the Dongtian Dao family. She deliberately revealed her aura when she learned that Jiang Sheng and the others were coming, in order to force Jiang Sheng and the others to retreat.

Despite thinking this, Tu Shanlian maintained an innocent expression on the surface: "What do you mean by that, Princess Lingluo?"

"We two are just guests at Young Master Mo's place, not going to your Rakshasa Realm. Why is the princess so agitated?"

Tuolong didn't even glance at Linglong and Duobao. He knelt before the table, his posture ramrod straight, slowly sipping his tea. Though he remained silent, an invisible pressure already permeated the air, the pressure of the Void Refinement Realm almost suffocating Duobao and Lingluo. Lingluo looked at Tushan Lian, who had a half-smile, then at Mo Wenxin, who sat at the head of the table: "Young Master Mo, you owe me an explanation."

Mo Wenxin was about to speak when she heard a clear, indifferent voice say, "There's no need for such trouble."

"Since you are not welcome here, then leave."

"Princess Duobao and Princess Lingluo, since you are both friends of Young Master Mo, why don't you stay and be my guests? I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

Upon hearing this, Lingluo and Duobao both showed surprise. They looked at Jiang Sheng with conflicted expressions. Originally, they had planned to introduce Mo Wenxin to Jiang Sheng, but it seemed that Jiang Sheng already had little liking for Mo Wenxin after only their first meeting.

Tu Shanlian breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. She was not arrogant and naturally recognized the person between Duobao and Lingluo.

The vast Three Realms, Penglai Spiritual Abyss!
This man's name resounds throughout the myriad realms. In any pure yang holy land, who hasn't heard of the name of Jade Emperor Spirit Abyss True Monarch in the past two thousand years?

The title of Daoist Lingyuan was earned through real battles. The number of Dongxuan Dao Fruits who died at his hands was far more than a handful. If possible, Tushan Lian really did not intend to have a direct confrontation with him.

The Tushan fox clan is skilled in divination, strategy, scheming, and magic, but they dislike fighting. Tushan Lian especially does not want to fight Jiang Sheng, as that would be tantamount to suicide.

If Mo Wenxin could be made to dislike Jiang Sheng, it would undoubtedly be a good thing for Tu Shan Lian. If Jiang Sheng disliked her, it would be almost impossible for Mo Wenxin to join the Eastern Heaven Daoist sect in the future.

Mo Wenxin clearly hadn't expected Jiang Sheng to be so decisive; before she, the host, could even speak, Jiang Sheng had already turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Mo Wenxin called out to Jiang Sheng, who slowly stood up, bowed, and said, "Fellow Daoist, won't you introduce yourself?"

Jiang Sheng turned his head and glanced at Mo Wenxin. Although Mo Wenxin looked thin and sickly, he was quite handsome and his every move exuded the elegance of a refined scholar.

But when Mo Wenxin's clear, star-like eyes met Jiang Sheng's, Mo Wenxin couldn't help but shiver. Jiang Sheng's indifferent blue-gold divine eyes seemed to take Mo Wenxin back to the day when she was abandoned by the Heavenly Dao and her Heavenly Favor was withdrawn.

At that time, Mo Wenxin was abandoned by heaven and earth, and had nowhere to go in the Nine Provinces. He was also being hunted down by his old enemies and turned against by his former brothers. Mo Wenxin felt like he was in dire straits, and his whole body was chilled.

Two thousand years have passed, and Mo Wenxin thought he had long forgotten the past. But when Jiang Sheng's gaze fell on him, and Mo Wenxin forced his eyes to meet Jiang Sheng's, he realized that he had never forgotten the past. Those memories that seemed to have faded away had been intentionally concealed by him all along.

As Mo Wenxin locked eyes with Jiang Sheng, under the Azure Gold Divine Eye, her Dao Heart wavered, her soul trembled, and all the things she had deliberately concealed in the past were revealed once again.

In an instant, Mo Wenxin's face, which had just regained some color, turned pale again, and surprisingly, a trace of fear appeared on her face.

Jiang Sheng's expression was calm, his eyes serene, revealing no emotion: "Introduce yourself?"

"You are a mere mortal, a rogue cultivator who once swaggered and acted arrogantly in the Nine Provinces Realm because of temporary divine favor, only to be banished to the mortal world once that favor was gone. What right do you have to speak before me and ask me to introduce myself?"

"By what status or background do you speak to me?"

Jiang Sheng's tone was unhurried and his words were light, but they made Mo Wenxin's expression change immediately: she knew that Penglai Lingyuan was proud and arrogant, but this was the first time she had ever seen such an arrogant person.

Looking at Jiang Sheng's calm demeanor, Mo Wenxin felt that she was not facing a Void Refining Realm cultivator, but a Fifth Tribulation True Monarch, a Mahayana Immortal Monarch.
Seeing Jiang Sheng's impolite manner, Tu Shanlian couldn't help but feel angry: "This Taoist priest is so arrogant, looking down on us like this?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Tu Shanlian spoke, she felt an indescribable chilling aura envelop her. This invisible and intangible chill was like the coldest sword tip already pressed against her throat and brow, capable of killing her in an instant.

Tu Shanlian dared not speak again, but Jiang Sheng had no intention of letting her go.

"Tap tap tap tap."

As steady footsteps echoed in Tinghai Pavilion, Jiang Sheng slowly walked to Tu Shanlian's desk, looking down at the holy maiden from the Tu Shan Holy Land. Looking into Jiang Sheng's indifferent, emotionless immortal eyes, Tu Shanlian tensed up, her fox ears and tail involuntarily exposed, revealing her unease.

"I do indeed look down on you."

Jiang Sheng's first words caused Tu Shanlian, Tuolong, and Mo Wenxin to all change their expressions.

"A fox spirit, a bastard, and a crippled outcast—in terms of status and identity, which of you is truly noble?"

"The Tushan Fox Clan? Qingqiu has been razed to the ground, and your Tushan Fox Clan still dares to interfere in the internal affairs of my Xuanmen?"

"And you, the prince of Bibo Pool, why don't you go and inherit the Bibo Pool from that old Dragon King? What are you doing here, rushing to your death?"

"Don't try to flatter me by claiming to represent Tushan or Bibo Pool. I'm not afraid to tell you that even if the twelve royal courts of the Great Wilderness join forces to help the Qiankun Dao Sect, the only one who will win in the end is my Dongtian Dao Family."

As he spoke, Jiang Sheng's expression revealed undisguised contempt: "In terms of status, I am the master of the Lesser Penglai in the Three Realms, and in terms of position, I am ranked first among the Eastern Heaven Daoists; and what kind of status do you Tu Shan Lian and you Tuo Long have, that you dare to sit so openly in front of me?"

Upon hearing this, Tuolong could hardly contain his anger. He was about to get up and fight Jiang Sheng, but Tushan Lian held him back tightly.

Enraged, Tuolong turned his head and saw that Tushan Lian's face was deathly pale, her expression full of pleading, clearly not wanting Tuolong and Jiang Sheng to fight to the death.

Although Prince Tuolong had some reputation in the Great Wilderness Realm, he was no match for Jiang Sheng. The Dao Sect's true disciple, the Holy Land's prodigy, who died at Jiang Sheng's hands, was someone whose opinion could not be swayed by Prince Tuolong.

Although Tuolong was furious, he did not lose his mind. He originally planned to exchange a few moves with Jiang Sheng to test his skills, but seeing Tu Shanlian's appearance, Tuolong knew that the test would not be successful today.

However, just as Tuolong was about to swallow his anger, he heard a strong wind howl in, and a fierce killing intent soared straight up to the sky. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, thunder and fire raged, and the intent of the Three Calamities and Destruction pressed down like the mighty power of heaven. Under the pressure, Tuolong seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

"My Lord, please show mercy!"

Seeing Jiang Sheng draw his sword to attack Tuo Long, Mo Wenxin immediately tried to stop him, clearly unwilling to let his guest Tuo Long perish on his Guanlan Island.

Jiang Sheng snorted and slapped the Qingping Sword, which was sheathed in his hand, at Tuolong, sending the majestic and imposing Prince Tuolong flying.

"Have mercy? Since you've chosen to oppose my Eastern Heavenly Daoist School, what right do you have to talk about showing leniency?"

"Since you two have chosen to ally with the Nine Provinces, then perish here today. It will be a good opportunity to enter the place of conferment of gods and fulfill the merits of my Taoist school!" (End of this chapter)