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Mount Tai, the ancestral mountain of humankind.

This place is usually shrouded in mist, but today it's unusual. A vast purple aura fills the sky, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, like a purple ocean completely covering the summit of Mount Tai. With the Shang Dynasty's unification of the world, the people's prayers and blessings have reached their zenith. These blessings, refined over time, have coalesced into a gigantic twelve-petaled golden lotus of faith atop Mount Tai.

The people at the foot of the mountain, not knowing what was happening, all knelt on the ground and kowtowed, thinking it was a divine intervention.

Lin Xuan, accompanied by his three sons, Lin Wu, Lin Dasheng, and Lin Jian, tore through the void and landed directly on a giant rock halfway up Mount Tai.

Lin Dasheng slung his Ruyi Jingu Bang over his shoulder, his furry face beaming with excitement. "Dad! We can just watch the show here, right? That big golden flower up there looks really fun. Should I go knock it open with my stick and see what's inside?"

Lin Xuan slapped Lin Dasheng on the head and said irritably, "What are you banging on! That's our own cabbage, nurtured by the fortune of our human race. If you hit it with this stick, it'll be shredded to pieces. Just watch quietly and wait for those thieves who want to steal the cabbage to show their faces before you go for it."

Lin Wu, shirtless, gripped the God-Slaying Spear, his eyes icy cold. "Father, whoever dares to try and take it, I'll kill them with one spear."

Lin Jian didn't speak, but his third eye on his forehead opened slightly, flashing with silver light, ready to fire a laser at any moment.

Just then, the twelve-petaled golden lotus of faith atop Mount Tai emitted a buzzing sound, and its golden petals slowly unfolded.

A stunningly beautiful young woman emerged from the center of the golden lotus. She wore a pale yellow dress, her skin was as white as snow, and her features were exquisitely flawless. Her eyes were filled with gentle compassion, and she was surrounded by the incense and prayers of the people of the Great Shang Dynasty. Her entire being exuded an ethereal yet approachable fairy-like aura.

This is Bixia Yuanjun.

As soon as she stepped off the golden lotus, a rift suddenly opened in the sky. A burst of extremely jarring celestial music resounded.

An old Taoist priest with a white beard and a high forehead descended on auspicious seven-colored clouds. This old Taoist priest was none other than the Antarctic Immortal of the Chan Sect.

Last time at the entrance of Pangu Palace, he was struck by the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning and turned into a bald man with a blackened head. After returning to Kunlun Mountain, he consumed a large number of immortal pills and finally managed to grow back the ring of white hair on his head. Today, the Primordial Heavenly Lord sensed the birth of a deity on Mount Tai and was eager to gather this human race's fortune, so he directly issued a decree to the Antarctic Immortal, ordering him to take the lead.

The Antarctic Immortal landed before Bixia Yuanjun, forcefully adopting the airs of a sage's eldest disciple, and cleared his throat. "Oh, you are a divinely favored woman, born atop Mount Tai. I am the eldest disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun of the Jade Void Palace on Mount Kunlun, the Antarctic Immortal. My master foresaw your affinity with my Chan Sect and specially ordered me to accept you into the Jade Void Sect. Why don't you hurry and come with me?"

Bixia Yuanjun frowned slightly as she looked at the arrogant old man. Born into a faith of humanity, she was keenly aware of the state of affairs in the world. She was extremely disgusted by the disgraceful deeds of the Chan Sect in Xiqi, which treated the people as mere tools.

"Immortal, you should go back." Bixia Yuanjun's voice was cold as she shook her head. "I was born into the human race and should naturally protect them. The Chan Sect is high and mighty, indifferent to the lives of ordinary people. I have no affinity with you, nor do I want to go to Kunlun Mountain."

Upon hearing this, the Antarctic Immortal's face instantly darkened. "Insolence! You dare disobey the decree of a sage? In this primordial world, who doesn't know that my Chan Sect is the true lineage of Pangu? My taking a liking to you is your good fortune. If you won't listen to reason, then don't blame this old Daoist for being impolite!"

The Antarctic Immortal was enraged. He had suffered a lot of anger on Kunlun Mountain, and now even a newly transformed female immortal didn't take him seriously. How could he tolerate this? He directly took out the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, shouted loudly, and smashed it towards Bixia Yuanjun.

Bixia Yuanjun had just taken human form; how could she possibly withstand a magic weapon from a quasi-saint realm expert? She took a step back, preparing to fight desperately.

There was a sharp "whoosh" sound as it cut through the air.

A square, gleaming gold brick, carrying terrifying force, flew straight up from halfway up the mountain. Its speed was so great that even its afterimage was invisible.

"Bang!"

A very deep, muffled thud.

The gold brick struck the Antarctic Immortal squarely on his prominent forehead. The immense force sent him flying backward dozens of feet, and the jade ruyi slipped from his hand.

His newly grown white hair, along with his scalp, was smashed flat by the gold brick! A large, purplish-black bump instantly swelled up on his bald forehead, making him look like a giant, sentient peach.

The Antarctic Immortal fell to the ground, seeing stars and his mind buzzing.

A loud, arrogant laugh echoed from halfway up the mountain. A system notification sounded in Lin Xuan's mind: "Ding! Encounter with the supreme female immortal, Bixia Yuanjun. System score: 98 points!"