Man in the wilderness, Shui Yuan becomes a saint

Chapter 250 Multiple Actions, Three Thousand Years

That being said, this matter is of great importance. Even if Qi Yu doesn't intend to take action, he should still make some arrangements in preparation for the future.

Immediately, he wrote a decree and sent it to the Thirty-Two Heavenly Water Palaces. Soon, the Heavenly Court issued a decree, ordering the Black Emperor to confer titles upon the Four Seas Gods in accordance with the old practice of the Heavenly Emperor. All the ceremonies were the same as those of the Eastern Pole Penglai Emperor.

Among them, the East Sea God is a disciple of Daoist Wenjia and one of the newly promoted Daoists of the Daiyu lineage in recent years. His task is naturally to monitor the East Sea. In name, he is to wipe out the remnants of the Ancestral Dragon Court, but in reality, he is to remotely observe the Ruins of Return and build an outpost for Qi Yu in the East Sea.

After arranging all this, Qi Yu finally had the mind to focus on some other "major events" that had recently occurred in the prehistoric world, including the new moves of the Heavenly Court and the many changes in the four forces.

"On Mount Sumeru in the West, the two, Jieyin and Zhunti, wish to establish a great religion to widely spread the wonderful Dharma and revive the West?"

"interesting."

Qi Yu nodded slightly. Jieyin and Zhunti were not weak at all. On the contrary, they were among the strongest Quasi-Saint Heavenly Venerables in the current God Clan. Both had the potential to attain the Primordial Chaos Realm and could be considered the overlords of the West.

These two people now actually have the idea of ​​opening their temples to the public, which makes Qi Yu think of some possibilities. He still remembers that, according to his memories of his "previous life", the West should have two saints appearing at the same time.

Could it be that the two of them have already touched the edge of attaining enlightenment?
The thought instantly welled up in Qi Yu's mind, and for a moment he felt a strange sensation, once again sensing the mystery of fate.

Of course, he didn't really care about this matter—how vast was the primordial world? Talented people emerged in great numbers, and powerful figures were endless. Over a long timescale, powerful beings of the Primordial Chaos realm would always be born.

The Three Pure Ones, the Two Sages of the West, and Houtu and Nuwa of the Earthly Sovereign lineage—which of them lacks sufficient qualifications? Now that the path ahead is gradually becoming clear, proving the Dao is only a matter of time, and the era of all sages standing side by side will not be too far away.

Fortunately, Qi Yu himself is one of them, and from the current point of view, he is already the absolute leader on this path and the future first saint of the prehistoric world.

Undoubtedly, as the first person to achieve this, time is entirely on his side, allowing him to handle many things more calmly and plan for the future.

"That is my greatest advantage."

Qi Yu raised his eyes. He had always been clear that his success was not based on the accumulation of his previous life. In such a great world, foresight was his greatest source of confidence, allowing him to be much more at ease in the competition for the Great Dao. This was a kind of luck that others could never envy.

"Perhaps, after attaining enlightenment, one can further explore the so-called 'past life'."

"A dream of reincarnation, truly unbelievable..."

Qi Yu thought about the source of his advantage and was filled with emotion. After attaining enlightenment, there were so many things he wanted to explore: the secret of Pangu's enlightenment, the origin of his "past life," the truth about the other "self" in the Void, and even the end of the Heavenly Dao...

Each and every one of these is an ancient mystery that ordinary people cannot explore. Even most powerful people would find it hard to imagine such things. Only Qi Yu has truly gained the initial qualification to explore them.

Ultimately, strength is the foundation of everything.

After calming himself down, Qi Yu turned his gaze to another scroll beside him, which was a gazette from the Heavenly Court, but it also contained some other things, such as a more accurate picture of the situation inside the Heavenly Court.

"Fuxi went into seclusion, and Nuwa ruled the heavens."

"He also met with Bai Ze."

As turmoil began to rise in the West, the Heavenly Court was not at peace either. Beneath the calm surface lay surging undercurrents, and the Phoenix Perch Mountain lineage had once again joined forces with the demon race.

Qi Yu was also puzzled as to what it was that Bai Ze had used to move Nuwa.

Could it really be just some vague and fleeting affection? Shaking his head, he ultimately ignored these trivial matters. After giving a few instructions to others, he resumed his seclusion, preparing for his final sprint before attaining enlightenment.

Three thousand years is but a fleeting moment for a quasi-saint level expert. Qi Yu naturally did not want to waste his energy on such "trivial matters." In any case, all those below the Hunyuan realm were mere ants.

If any action is to be taken, it should be after attaining enlightenment and sainthood.

At that time, under the Holy Might, all evil tricks will turn to dust!
……

Thirty-three days.

Nuwa Palace, the Hall of Mountains and Rivers.

This is Nuwa's current place of seclusion, equivalent to the former Ziguang Palace. It is heavily guarded and protected by celestial artifacts, ensuring absolute secrecy and safety.

At this moment, Nuwa held the Earth Emperor's Primordial Spirit Pearl in her hand, staring intently at the swirling Xuanhuang Qi on it, her heart filled with a sense of unease.

Because she sensed a very strange change in it, like spring returning to the earth and all things coming back to life—this is the power of life!

Upon confirming this, Nuwa was extremely shocked, even to the point of disbelief.

You must know, this is the Earthly Sovereign's Primordial Spirit Pearl! Yue Jianshi was formed from a fragment of true spirit, condensing the essence and Dao fruit of the other party's entire life!
Under normal circumstances, no matter how miraculous this bead is, it is impossible for it to give birth to life, because it originates from the collapse of the Primordial Chaos, which is the most complete annihilation, and it has innately severed all conditions for the emergence of life.

But now, what's with this vitality?

Yue Jianshi is not dead?
Impossible. His primordial spirit has been reduced to countless fragments, and his divine body has been destroyed by the Primordial Tribulation. Yue Jianshi must have truly passed away, otherwise he could not have left behind such a rare object as the Earth Emperor Primordial Spirit Pearl.

So, Yue Jianshi left behind some other traces of life?
That's possible, but it still doesn't make sense. If Yue Jianshi really left behind something, why is there no record of it in the Earth Mother Palace or the Earth Emperor Palace? Why didn't they seek the protection of the Earth Emperor lineage? Why are they still unknown in the vast primordial world?
This is not how the remnants of the Earthly Sovereign should behave.

For a moment, Nuwa was overwhelmed by a jumble of chaotic thoughts, leaving her somewhat at a loss, and even unsure whether to refine the essence of the primordial spirit pearl in her hand.

Thinking of Yue Jianshi, the Earth Emperor who was like a teacher and father to her, Nuwa finally made up her mind after a long time.

"No matter what, if Master has not truly perished, even if there is only a sliver of a chance for him to return, I will do everything in my power to help him come back."

"Azure Phoenix, descend to the mortal realm and investigate a matter for me—"

……

As Qi Yu and Nuwa moved, the once peaceful primordial land was once again stirred up with new waves.

Countless people are watching closely, after all, the two people who are making moves now are too unusual. One is the current Earthly Emperor, the Earth Mother Goddess who temporarily assumes the position of Heavenly Emperor and governs the gods and immortals, and the other is the Black Emperor of Heaven, the world's most powerful person, one of the four great Dao Ancestors of Xuanmen. Their every move may have endless profound meaning.

In order to survive, or to survive better, the powerful figures below could only keep over-interpreting, again and again, not daring to miss the slightest detail, for fear of failing to grasp the divine will and bringing crisis to their clan or lineage.

In this atmosphere, in the blink of an eye, another three thousand years have passed in the primordial world.

(End of this chapter)