Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 505 The Patriarch's Kindness Can Never Be Repaid
The path to the ninth rank is not easy; otherwise, there wouldn't be only a handful of ninth-rank beings in the entire void.

Grand Venerable Yunhai understood this point, and he also knew that if he relied solely on himself, he would probably waste countless years navigating this hurdle.

Fortunately, the position of Emperor of the Divine Court gave him another choice, a choice that belonged only to him.

"This time, the choice to establish the Divine Court was truly the right gamble. With the position of the Divine Court Emperor and the power of the Primordial World, or rather, the Qiongming Realm, I may be able to take the final step."

He had made up his mind, but another problem arose.

The current prehistoric era has not yet reached its peak and there is still room for improvement, which means that now is not the best time for him to advance.

Once that Lord of the Robbery completes his plan, the Primordial World will take a giant leap forward, and that will be the time for him to advance.

"The Lord of Calamity will descend during the first great calamity, which means that the great calamity has not yet ended. Most people are currently in the midst of the calamity but are unaware of its existence."

The calamity obscured the river of time, making it difficult for those caught in the calamity to see the countless possibilities downstream.

Those who come from later generations may know some of it, but only to a limited extent.

Not only because most of the secrets were concealed, but also because they came from different branch timelines, and their knowledge of later history might even conflict.

Their gazes passed through the pavilions and towers of the Divine Court and landed on a Taoist temple in the primordial land. The Great Venerable Yunhai and the Taoist in black robes inside the temple exchanged a glance.

"I will cooperate with you when necessary."

“I have no doubt about that.”

A smile appeared on Xuanjun's face, then quickly disappeared.

He glanced at the disciples below, his gaze settling on Kongming, and nodded.

Kongming truly deserves to be called the patriarch who revived the seven lineages of Xuanjun in later generations; he was the disciple who made the most progress.

“My disciple Kongming has the potential to reach the eighth rank!” he asserted.

His disciple Qingfeng was the first eighth-tier cultivator born in the primordial world, but he will not be the last.

The primordial world is currently in the early days of the establishment of the Divine Court. The old calamities have temporarily subsided, and the new calamities have not yet appeared. A large number of eighth-order seeds from later generations have also poured in, making it a good time for prosperity and development.

Given the current conditions of the prehistoric world, it is sufficient to support their advancement, provided that they have the qualifications for advancement; otherwise, even the best environment is useless.

One by one, the disciples below woke up. The knowledge and information that Xuanjun had just imparted was still too obscure for them, otherwise they wouldn't have taken so long to digest.

Xuanjun glanced at the six disciples one by one and said with satisfaction, "You have all acquired some of the characteristics of a Great Luo Immortal, and your primordial spirits have also partially transformed into innate indestructible spiritual light. It's time for you to go and explore the Primordial World."

Upon hearing this, all the disciples below focused their attention on him.

In the ancient primordial world, they had long been curious about what this era would be like. It was just a pity that the previous primordial world was turbulent and unstable. Except for the time when they first arrived, they had always been confined to the temple by Xuanjun.

Now that the Divine Court has suppressed the entire prehistoric world and the outside world has largely stabilized, they have finally obtained the Xuanjun's permission to see the prehistoric land with their own eyes.

“I have some influence in the Divine Court and know a couple of friends,” Xuanjun added. “If you want to become officials in the Divine Court, I can also help you with some introductions.”

Wangyouzi was the first to stand up and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Master, your disciple wishes to serve as an official in the Divine Court."

Qingfeng had told them long ago that official positions in the Divine Court would be of great benefit to them, the eighth-order seeds. If possible, it would be best to seek an official position in the Divine Court, even if it was a powerless, sinecure.

"Alright, is there anyone else who wants to serve as an official in the Divine Court?" Xuanjun asked again.

Apart from Wangyouzi, the others seemed to have little interest in this option.

Those unaware of the situation might assume the Divine Court has low recruitment standards, but this is far from the truth. For beings of the Xuanjun level, assigning an official position to a disciple is merely a matter of a word. However, for most native beings of the prehistoric world, the Divine Court remains an unattainable goal.

"Master, I would like to travel around the primordial world and see the myriad races of the primordial world."

“Master, I have the same thought.”

"Master, I intend to study the history of the prehistoric era in order to find out how much of the unofficial history in later generations is true."

Hmm? Something strange seems to have crept in here?

You shouldn't delve into unofficial histories.

Xuanjun glanced at the disciple who planned to become a historian of the prehistoric world and found that the other party was Kongming, whom he had his eye on.

Instead of preparing for promotion, he spent his time studying unofficial histories, which can be attributed to being too idle.

"Kongming, are you sure you want to do this?" Xuanjun asked again, implying that he shouldn't study the unofficial history of the prehistoric world.

Does he not know how much of it is true? It can be said that the unofficial history of the prehistoric world was passed down with the tacit approval of these powerful beings, and countless dark truths about the prehistoric world are hidden within it.

Upon closer examination, one could even uncover his conspiracy with the Great Venerable Yunhai.

Conversely, the well-known official history of the prehistoric era has been embellished by later generations.

"The waters here are very deep, and you still can't handle it," Xuanjun advised earnestly.

Kongming shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Ancestor, I have a vague premonition that this is the path for me to advance to the eighth rank, so I have a reason to go."

"Your path is to uncover unofficial history? What kind of dog is this?" Xuan Jun suddenly fell silent halfway through his sentence. He thought it was outrageous enough that he advanced by breaking through his own nature, but he never expected there to be such a path to advance to the eighth rank.

What made him even more uneasy was that he was certain that Kongming was not lying, meaning that this path did indeed exist.

"Forget it, go ahead. Just don't reveal your discovery. If anything happens, just remember to mention my name, the founder."

Xuan Jun waved his hand wearily, wondering how many more troubles Kong Ming would cause him this time.

"Disciple obeys. If trouble is caused, disciple will absolutely not reveal what your ancestor just said, Master." Kongming said halfway, then suddenly remembered Xuanjun's words and looked up in surprise.

"It's just as you heard. Although I, your ancestor, am not the strongest in the primordial world, protecting you is not a problem."

If he's already in this predicament and still can't protect his disciples, then he's really too pathetic.

If anyone dares to make a move on his disciple, he'll have to test whether that person's head is hard enough.

After hearing this, Kongming lowered his head slightly.

Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, no one has ever stood up for him.

Either they offended a disciple of a certain sect and were subsequently hunted down by the sect's old monster, or after becoming invincible, enemies appeared from the sky.

Now, he can finally experience the treatment that disciples of major sects receive.

In short, the kindness of our ancestor can never be fully repaid.

"Disciple will certainly live up to the expectations of the Patriarch and attain the Great Luo Dao Fruit as soon as possible," Kongming said solemnly, almost jumping up and down with tears in his eyes.

"Go on." Xuanjun waved his hand and watched his disciples leave.

(End of this chapter)