Primordial Era: I am the chief disciple of the Three Pure Ones, the gatekeeper of the Great Dao.

Chapter 8 Pangu's Essence Blood, the Ceremony of Becoming a Disciple!

The atmosphere in front of Kunlun Mountain was somewhat solemn.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, with only the sound of the wind whispering in my ears.

Cang Xuan's question left Zhao Gongming speechless for a moment, and he stood there stunned.

Even the gatekeepers at Kunlun Mountain are so heartless?

However, circumstances forced him to back down.

Zhao Gongming took a deep breath, calmed his mind, bowed, and respectfully said:

"We hope that you will be lenient and allow us to pass."

"My three sworn sisters and I have traveled thousands of miles from the East Sea, just to become disciples of the Three Pure Ones."

Seeing this, the Three Immortals followed suit and bowed to Cangxuan.

"Get up, everyone."

Cang Xuan lightly waved his sleeve, and a gentle surge of magical power flowed out.

Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals straightened up.

"I am Ran Deng, and I once listened to the Dao with the Three Pure Ones in Zixiao Palace."

"Young friend, would you be so kind as to do me a favor?"

Randeng, who had been observing the situation quietly, stepped forward and slowly spoke.

"Oh? You're here to become an apprentice too?"

Cang Xuan revealed a playful smile and asked, feigning ignorance.

He decided to use the same tactics against the cunning old fox, Ran Deng.

It would be even better if we could gain some more benefits.

"That is indeed the intention. I have a close relationship with the Primordial Celestial Venerable and wish to become a disciple of the Chan Sect."

"If you insist on obstructing this, the Heavenly Venerable will be displeased when he finds out, and it may be detrimental to you."

As expected, Randeng used his relationship with Yuanshi Tianzun to put pressure on Cangxuan.

Being an old friend of Yuanshi Tianzun is enough to make most people avoid him.

Unfortunately, Cang Xuan remained unmoved.

"Friendship? How come I've never heard the Primordial Sage mention you, this old friend?"

"Since you claim to have a close relationship with the Primordial Sage, why didn't you bring any gifts when you came to seek his apprenticeship?"

"Could it be that you don't even understand the most basic etiquette of becoming an apprentice?"

"Alright then, bring out the apprenticeship gift now, and I'll take a look on behalf of the Primordial Sage."

After speaking, Cang Xuan's mind stirred, and the protective array of Kunlun Mountain appeared.

Laws and order intertwine to form a web, creating an invisible barrier.

They isolated Randeng and his group, preventing them from entering Kunlun Mountain.

"This is outrageous!"

Upon seeing this, Ran Deng's expression changed drastically, and a murderous intent surged into his heart.

If this place weren't Kunlun Mountain, the sacred site of the Three Pure Ones.

He was determined to teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

"If you can't produce the proper apprenticeship gift, please leave. The Kunlun Mountain Gate is not a place that just anyone can enter."

"Don't glare at me like that, I just can't stand you."

Cang Xuan stood in front of the mountain gate, looking down at Randeng.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals of Sanxiao fell silent.

Even a powerful figure like Burning Lamp couldn't set foot in Kunlun Mountain, so naturally they wouldn't dare to act rashly.

"you"

Randeng's right fist trembled slightly as he glared at Cangxuan, hesitating to speak.

Just as he was racking his brains to find a solution.

Cang Xuan looked at Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals, his expression softening.

"Your foundation and talent are both excellent."

"But if you wish to become a disciple of Kunlun, you must first pass my test."

"If your sect were to face a great calamity, what choice would you make?"

Throughout the primordial history, Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals of Sanxiao steadfastly upheld the Jie Sect until their very last moment.

Zhao Gongming died from the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, and his spirit was listed on the Investiture of the Gods, becoming the God of Wealth.

Enraged, the Three Immortals set up the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, but ultimately could not escape their demise.

"I, Zhao Gongming, and my three sworn sisters hereby swear an oath."

"No matter what the future holds, I swear to live and die with my sect."

"If I disobey, I am willing to be punished by heavenly lightning, to be consumed by karmic fire, and to be utterly destroyed, body and soul!"

Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals of Sanxiao made a solemn vow with resolute expressions.

As soon as he finished speaking, a melodious Daoist voice came from the void.

That was Heaven's response to their vow.

【Ding!】

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully intercepted and tested Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals of Sanxiao. Reward: One drop of Pangu's essence blood, the Primordial Fire Spirit, the Primordial Wind Spirit, and the Primordial Water Spirit!]

At the same time, the system's voice rang in Cang Xuan's mind.

Then, the four divine lights circulated within the system space.

"Is that all?"

Unexpectedly, the surprise came so quickly.

Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals had just made a vow to Heaven when the system task was completed.

The system rewards this time are undeniably generous.

In particular, the essence of Pangu's blood is enough to make all the powerful beings in the prehistoric world eager to possess it.

In the beginning of time, twelve drops of essence blood from Pangu's heart merged with endless malevolent energy.

Ultimately, twelve ancestral witches were born.

Each Ancestral Witch controls a law and possesses earth-shattering power.

"Let's deal with the immediate matter first, and then we can take stock of these rewards later."

Cang Xuan quickly composed himself, calmed his agitated emotions, and regained his usual composure.

He glanced at Randeng, then turned to Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals, speaking in a gentle tone:

"Your loyalty to the Xuanmen is witnessed by Heaven and Earth."

"I believe that the Three Pure Ones will be moved by your sincerity and accept you as their disciples!"

Upon hearing this, the four men's faces immediately lit up with barely suppressed joy.

Zhao Gongming gave a wink, and Yunxiao immediately understood, taking out a magical treasure.

"To express our sincerity, we have also decided to offer a formal apprenticeship gift!"

"Elder brother, two younger sisters, why don't we offer the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron to the Three Pure Ones?"

The Hunyuan Golden Cauldron is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Since the birth of the Three Immortals, they have always been by my side.

This magical artifact can devour all the impurities in the world, purify all things, and restore them to their true nature.

What are you doing?

"Oh dear, why are you doing this to yourselves?"

Cang Xuan feigned ignorance, as if he hadn't grasped Yunxiao's meaning.

But all attention was focused on the lamp.

The moment Cang Xuan received the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, he saw Randeng's cheek twitch slightly.

He tried his best to suppress the urge to take out the companion spirit treasure, the Coffin Lamp.

"Fellow Daoist, this treasure is the gift that my four siblings and I prepared for our apprenticeship ceremony."

"Please lead us to pay our respects to the Three Pure Ones."

"If needed in the future, we will do our utmost."

Zhao Gongming stepped forward and said in a firm and powerful voice.

He had thought that Cangxuan would deliberately make things difficult for them, but to his surprise, they made a vow to Heaven.

Cang Xuan did not obstruct them further and readily allowed them to pass.

"In that case, I'll accept this Hunyuan Golden Cauldron for now."

"The four of you will accompany me to the Taiqing Palace to pay homage to the Three Pure Ones!"

Cang Xuan smiled, then turned around and strode ahead.

Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals followed closely behind, passing through the Guardian Law with light steps.

Ran Deng watched their departing figures with a complex expression.

"Could it be that I really have to send out a coffin lantern?"

"No, let's try first; perhaps there's still a glimmer of hope!"

A moment later, a resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the Taoist Ran Deng.

After confirming that no one was around, they decided to venture into the Kunlun Mountains.

boom!

The next moment, a loud bang shattered the surrounding tranquility.

Burning Lamp coughed up blood as he was mercilessly blasted away by the array's restrictions.

Like a kite with a broken string, it crashed heavily to the ground.

The dust was flying everywhere, making it both embarrassing and painful.

"Heaven has no eyes!"

"I have cultivated for tens of thousands of years, yet why am I unable to enter the Xuanmen (Taoist sect)?"

Ran Deng looked up at the sky and sighed, as if he wanted to pour out all the frustration and resentment in his heart.

Boom!

As if in response to his complaint, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck him on the head.

Instantly, smoke billowed from the seven orifices of the lamp, and even its hair was obliterated by the power of the heavenly lightning.

Only a bald head remained, making it stand out conspicuously.

(End of this chapter)