Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

Xuanbao felt a chill run down his spine as he was simultaneously stared at by three pairs of saints' eyes, and inwardly groaned. He was enjoying the gossip, how did it suddenly turn into a disaster? The Three Pure Ones were clearly unwilling to back down, but they also knew that no one would give in if things continued like this, so they simply passed the buck to him, the bystander.

Ah~ Hmm!

"Ahem... this..." Xuanbao coughed dryly, his brain racing at an unprecedented speed. His three masters weren't letting him make a decision; they were practically putting him on the hot seat! It wouldn't be appropriate to say who should stay or leave.

In a flash, Xuanbao had already made up his mind. He composed himself, his face showing a complex expression that mixed helplessness, solemnity, and a hint of enlightenment. He first bowed deeply to the Three Pure Ones and said with a wry smile, "My three masters, you have presented your disciple with an enormous dilemma. What virtue or ability do I possess to dare to interfere in the affairs of your three masters' Daoist temples? This is a matter of great importance concerning the foundation of the three sects and the flow of their fortunes. Logically speaking, it should be decided solely by the three masters' holy hearts."

Xuanbao then changed the subject, his gaze becoming clear and confident: "However, since the three masters have inquired, this disciple dares not refuse to answer. In my humble opinion, the root of the dispute between the three masters regarding who should stay and who should leave lies in the fact that they all regard Kunlun as their home and are unwilling to be separated from it, and even more unwilling for their brothers to leave home because of them. Such affection is touching and is the foundation of the prosperity of our Sanqing lineage. However, what Master Laozi said is very true. Kunlun's fortune is bound to be affected, and if the three saints reside together for too long, trouble will inevitably arise. The matter of separation must indeed be put on the agenda."

Seeing that the Three Pure Ones' expressions had softened and they were listening attentively, Xuanbao knew he was on the right track. He took a deep breath and presented his core idea: "This disciple believes that the paths of the three masters are all profound and mysterious. Kunlun Mountain is the ancestral lineage and should forever be the symbol and source of the Three Pure Ones' lineage. However, the establishment of a Daoist temple is not necessarily confined to one mountain. Since the three masters are unwilling to leave Kunlun alone and cause their brothers to be separated, why not... all stay in Kunlun?"

"They all reside in Kunlun?" Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly.

Tongtian was even more direct: "Xuanbao, what are you saying? There's only one Kunlun Mountain. If all three of us stay, won't we still be crammed together? How will we solve the problem of destiny?"

"Master, please don't be hasty, let me finish." Xuanbao remained calm, a mysterious smile appearing on his face. "What I mean is not that all three of you should be crammed into one place atop Kunlun Mountain. Rather... with Kunlun Mountain as the core, we will create three separate Daoist temples in the surrounding void, each of comparable quality and spiritual energy to top-tier blessed lands. These temples will be connected to the Kunlun ancestral lineage's fortune, yet relatively independent, forming their own distinct structure. In this way, each of you can preside over one of your own temples, avoiding the risk of overloading the Kunlun ancestral lineage's fortune. The three temples will also resonate with Kunlun from afar, their fortunes intertwined, mutually supporting each other. If you wish to meet and discuss the Dao, it will be as simple as a thought. Where would the pain of separation come from?"

"Oh?" A noticeable ripple finally appeared in Laozi's usually calm eyes. "With Kunlun as the core, to open up or find three top-tier Daoist temples around it, with their fortunes linked, watching over and helping each other... This idea does have some merit. However, in the primordial world, the number of top-tier blessed lands is predetermined, and most already have owners. Those that can rival the grandeur of Kunlun are extremely rare. Where can we find three such places?"

"Indeed." Yuanshi also looked at Xuanbao. "Establishing a Daoist temple is no easy task. Although we sages possess supreme power, establishing a Daoist temple that can bear the fortune of a sage, house disciples, and resonate with the spirit of Kunlun requires considerable effort and time, and also necessitates favorable timing and location. Furthermore, the spiritual energy, Daoist essence, and foundation of a newly established Daoist temple all require a long period of accumulation and cannot be achieved overnight. Compared to an ancient ancestral lineage like Kunlun, it is ultimately inferior."

Hearing Yuanshi's question, Xuanbao remained calm, a confident smile appearing on his face. He bowed to the Three Pure Ones again, his voice clear yet tinged with mystery:

"Master's concerns are quite valid. Top-tier blessed lands and grotto-heavens in the primordial world are indeed rare. However, having traveled through the primordial world for countless years, I have had some fortuitous encounters. I wonder if the three masters have ever heard of any immortal mountains overseas, named 'Penglai,' 'Fangzhang,' or 'Yingzhou'?"

"The Three Immortal Islands?!" Tongtian's eyes lit up. He was the most unconventional of them all. As saints, how could they not know about the Three Immortal Islands? Now, only Penglai Island had been found by the Eastern King Duke, who established the Immortal Court. However, Penglai Island had now fallen into the hands of the demon race.

……

"The Three Immortal Islands? Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou? We naturally know them." Yuanshi's eyes flickered slightly as he pondered, "These three islands were formed from fragments of chaos when Pangu created the world. Since the beginning of time, they have been hidden deep in the East Sea, protected by the Primordial Chaos Array, and cannot be entered without a destined connection. Penglai Island was first found by the Eastern King Duke, who established a celestial court there. Later, it was seized by the demon race and is now occupied by the demon race's Heavenly Court, which is using it as a palace in the East Sea. As for Fangzhang and Yingzhou Islands, there is no news of them at all, and there are few definite rumors about them in the prehistoric world. Could it be..."

Laozi also looked at Xuanbao, a hint of understanding and inquiry flashing in his eyes: "Xuanbao, judging from your words, could it be that you have some kind of connection with the Abbot and Yingzhou Island?"

Tongtian was even more direct, staring intently at Xuanbao: "Boy, stop beating around the bush! Tell me quickly, do you know where those two islands are? Are they related to you?"

Faced with the intense gazes of the Three Pure Ones, especially the piercing eyes of the Tongtian Sect Leader that seemed to see right through him, even with his thick skin, Xuanbao couldn't help but cough twice. On his face, however, he revealed his signature smile, which was three parts shy and seven parts "sincere"—in fact, it was the well-known Versailles.

"Well... hehe, to be honest with the three masters, this disciple does indeed... know a little bit, and has a bit of a connection with it." Xuanbao rubbed his hands together, seemingly considering his words. "Of the three immortal islands, I have two. The two islands of Fangzhang and Yingzhou are now in my hands." As he spoke, Xuanbao showed the three pure ones the core formations of Yingzhou and Fangzhang islands.

Inside the Sanqing Hall, time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian, the three Heavenly Dao Saints, all focused their gazes on the two palm-sized jade tablets in Xuanbao's palm. These tablets, though small, shimmered with chaotic colors, were covered with Dao patterns, and faintly reflected the illusory images of mountains and seas. Even with their clear and indestructible hearts, the Three Pure Ones couldn't help but feel distinct ripples in their Dao hearts at this moment.

That is the core hub of the innate grand formation of the two islands, "Fangzhang" and "Yingzhou"! It is the key to controlling these two blessed lands that have been hidden from the world since the beginning of time and are ranked among the top in the primordial world! It is an unparalleled opportunity that can move any great power or even a saint!

For once, Laozi's usually calm face revealed a clear look of surprise. His eyes, seemingly reflecting the entire universe, displayed the chaotic Dao patterns flowing on the jade tablet. These patterns were ancient and profound, containing a supreme realm of isolating oneself from the secrets of heaven and creating one's own universe, subtly resonating with his perception of the "Dao." He remained silent for a moment, his fingers unconsciously tapping the cloud bed, as if deducing something, or perhaps digesting this sudden information, finally culminating in a long, complex sigh: "I never imagined such an opportunity would be yours… Mysterious Treasure, your fortune is truly unfathomable."

The previously steady flow of Jade Purity Immortal Light around Yuanshi paused momentarily, rippled slightly. His gaze was like lightning, as if trying to pierce through the two jade tablets to see the true appearance of the two immortal mountains connected to them. As the leader of the sect, he understood the value of these two immortal islands even more clearly—not only were they top-tier cultivation grounds, but they also represented a nearly complete innate Dao environment independent of the primordial world, boundless innate spiritual energy, untouched chaotic remnants, and… a transcendent fortune and structure! This was simply the perfect place to establish a lineage and pass it down for eternity! He gave Xuanbao a deep look, his eyes filled with amazement, approval, and a knowing "this child always manages to exceed expectations." He slowly nodded, his voice tinged with emotion: "Penglai, Fangzhang, Yingzhou, the three immortal islands of creation, to possess even one is immeasurable blessing. You have actually obtained two… Xuanbao, such fortune, even we would have to say, 'You are exceptionally blessed by Heaven.'"

And Tongtian...

"I'll go!!!"

A startled cry, utterly devoid of any saintly composure and even tinged with a lisp, abruptly shattered the momentary silence and solemnity within the hall.

Suddenly, Tongtian jumped up from his cloud bed—yes, he "jumped" up! His eyes widened as he stared intently at the jade token in Xuanbao's hand. His face, which usually wore a carefree smile or a sharp expression, was now filled with disbelief, incomprehension, and most intensely—envy, jealousy, and hatred!

The Shangqing sword intent that had been hidden around him now rang out uncontrollably, like thousands of sharp swords about to be drawn, stirring up invisible ripples of sword energy within the hall and momentarily disrupting the Daoist rhythm within. He extended a trembling finger, pointing it at the Xuanbao, his voice slightly distorted:

"Xuanbao! You brat! You...you...when did you get your hands on Fangzhang and Yingzhou?! Huh?! Penglai Island was found by that bastard Dongwanggong, who built the Celestial Court there, which was enough to make the entire prehistoric world take notice! In the end, the Celestial Court was destroyed, and Penglai fell into the hands of the demon race. We thought that was the reason for the fate of the three immortal islands. But you...you actually kept quiet and made a fortune, acquiring the other two!"

Tongtian took a step forward, almost touching Xuanbao. His sharp, sword-like eyes burned with a fierce flame of curiosity and extreme discontent: "Tell me! How did you find it? Even saints struggle to pinpoint the exact location of the chaotic array outside those two islands, let alone break through it! Did you stumble upon a primordial treasure while walking, or dream of the chaotic realm while sleeping?! How come you've had all this good fortune?! I, Tongtian, have traveled the prehistoric world for so many years, how come I've never had this kind of luck?!"

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, even circling Xuanbao, scrutinizing it from head to toe as if trying to find something extraordinary about it. He kept muttering, "This is outrageous! I am the true descendant of Pangu, one of the Three Pure Ones, a Heavenly Sage! How come your fortune seems more like the Heavenly Dao's favored son than mine? No, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call you its grandson!"

Xuanbao felt his scalp tingle even more from Tongtian's "burning" gaze, which was almost igniting him, and his rapid-fire questioning. He could barely maintain his "sincere" smile and could only manage a dry laugh: "This... Master, this disciple was just lucky, purely lucky... In my early years, while traveling in the East Sea, I happened to sense an opportunity, and I also happened to have some knowledge of formations, plus a tiny bit of insignificant luck..."

As a result, the more Xuanbao explained, the more exasperated the Three Pure Ones became.

……

"A tiny bit of luck?!" Tongtian's voice suddenly rose, his finger pointing at the jade tablet practically jabbing Xuanbao's nose. "This is a tiny bit?! This is a tiny fraction! These are the Three Immortal Islands of Chaos! Two of them! Complete! You call this 'somewhat researched' or 'insignificant'? If you say that, those powerful beings in the primordial world who would fight tooth and nail for a low-grade innate spiritual treasure will probably all commit suicide!"

Tongtian abruptly stopped, hands on his hips, feigning deep sorrow and pounding his chest in frustration: "Alas! I used to think I was incredibly lucky to have found the Golden Turtle Island as my training ground! Now, compared to you… my Golden Turtle Island, compared to your two immortal islands, is simply… like a thatched hut compared to the Lingxiao Palace! No, no, compared to your Penglai… oh no, Penglai is now in the hands of the demon race. In short, there's no comparison! Absolutely no comparison!"

Tongtian's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something. He abruptly moved closer to Xuanbao, a strange smile on his face that mixed "greed," "expectation," and "negotiation." He rubbed his hands together and said, "Xuanbao, good disciple! Look at me, how have I treated you? Haven't I always supported you? Take good care of you? Aren't we in the Human Sect the most loyal and devoted to our master and disciple? Look, you now have two top-tier dojos. This Fangzhang and Yingzhou... um, how about lending one to your master for a while? No, no, no, it's not lending, it's me managing it for you! Yes, yes, managing it! You see, your master is a saint after all. I'll manage a celestial island for you, and I guarantee it will be foolproof."

The more he spoke, the more reasonable it seemed to him, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if he could already see his bright future of living freely and lecturing on swordsmanship in a blessed land.

Lao Tzu: "..."

Yuan Shi: "..."

Xuanbao: "..." (Master, where is your saintly demeanor? Where is your aloof sword immortal image?)

Lao Tzu rubbed his temples helplessly and coughed lightly: "Third brother, mind your manners."

Yuanshi's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. He felt a surge of helplessness towards his sometimes unreliable and erratic third brother, and said in a deep voice, "Tongtian! What kind of behavior is this!"

After being told off by his two elder brothers, the Tongtian Sect Leader realized he might have been a bit too "excited." He awkwardly withdrew his stance, which was almost as if he were clinging to Xuanbao, but his eyes remained fixed on the two jade tablets like hooks. He muttered, "I'm just... I'm not worried about the important matter of our Three Pure Ones separating... ugh, I mean, separating! Look, two ready-made, top-tier immortal islands! Doesn't that solve more than half the problem? Eldest brother, second brother, don't you think?"

His outburst lightened the somber and reluctant atmosphere in the hall that had arisen from the topic of "family division." Laozi and Yuanshi exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of helplessness and a wry smile in each other's eyes.

Laozi turned his gaze back to the two jade tablets and slowly said, "Third brother, although your words and actions are unconventional, there is indeed some truth to what you say. Fangzhang and Yingzhou are top-tier grotto-heavens. Although they differ from the Kunlun ancestral lineage, their origins are both formed from fragments of chaos left behind by Pangu when he created the world. Their fortune and Dao rhythm may have some similarities and complementarities. If we obtain these two islands, and add Kunlun itself, we will have exactly three top-tier Daoist centers. The three of us can reside in three different places, with Kunlun as the source and the two islands as wings. Our fortunes will be connected, and we can watch over and help each other. This will not only prevent Kunlun from being overloaded, but also ensure that we brothers remain inseparable. Furthermore, it will allow our Three Pure Ones Daoist centers to truly spread throughout the prehistoric world, opening up a vast new horizon."

Upon hearing Lao Tzu's mention of the mysterious treasure, they naturally refused. Three Immortal Islands, Three Immortal Islands, how could it be possible to use only two islands!

It would be too embarrassing to say that out loud. As for Penglai Island being in the hands of the demon race, it would be easy to take it back. Xuanbao hadn't even considered whether the demon race would agree. If the demon race dared to resist, Xuanbao would take a look at them.

As for why Xuanbao hates the demon race so much and has interfered so many times, causing the demon race's fate to deviate from its course, the reason is simple: although Xuanbao is not a good person, he hates the profession of human trafficker the most. The demon race just happened to step into this minefield. As for the reason that the demon race's fate was rewritten by him, Xuanbao does not agree with this point.

After all, the history of the demon race was not glorious. According to Di Jun, apart from the human race and the witch race, all the demon race belonged to the demon race. So, how big of a face does Di Jiang have?