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

The Jiuli tribe in the southwest was at the height of its power. With the help of the Wu tribe, Chiyou's army was invincible wherever it went. In just a few months, dozens more tribes submitted to him, and the Jiuli banners were planted almost all over the southwest.

When the news reached the Heavenly Court, Xuanbao was standing by the window of the Lingxiao Palace, gazing in the direction of the Western Spirit Mountain, a meaningful smile on his lips.

"Your Majesty," Haotian strode into the main hall, bowed, and reported, "The Jiuli tribe has integrated all the forces of the human race in the southwest, possessing an army of one billion, and its power is immense. Under Chiyou's command, there are eighty-one brothers, five great shamans, and 10 shaman soldiers. Their strength is enough to sweep away any human tribe."

"Oh?" Xuanbao turned around, showing no surprise in his eyes. "What about Xuanyuan's side?"

"Emperor Xuanyuan is only sixteen years old, yet his cultivation has already reached the peak of the Profound Immortal realm, just one step away from the Golden Immortal realm. Under his rule, the Youxiong clan is thriving, but compared to the expansion speed of the Jiuli, it still lags behind." Haotian paused, then cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, should we…?"

"No need, I'll go out and keep an eye on the Heavenly Court."

Xuanbao stepped out of the Lingxiao Palace and found himself atop the Kunlun Mountains, thousands of miles away. The majestic Kunlun Mountains, ancient and enduring, were shrouded in celestial mist, and the outline of the Sanqing Palace appeared and disappeared. The palace remained ancient and solemn, but now, in Xuanbao's eyes, it held a touch of familiarity—after all, this was the place where he had cultivated for countless years before attaining the Primordial Chaos Realm.

As expected, once one becomes a saint, few things in the primordial world can be perceived by a saint. Of course, this is also because Xuanbao did not do anything to hide it and directly let his three masters know about his arrival.

Xuanbao landed in front of the Sanqing Hall, and the hall door opened silently, as if it had already anticipated his arrival.

Upon entering the hall, the three sages, Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian, sat upright on cloud beds, their gazes all fixed on him. Laozi remained as serene as ever, his flat cane tapping lightly on the ground, emitting a distant Daoist sound; Yuanshi held a jade ruyi, its clear light flowing, his expression calm yet containing a hint of inquiry; Tongtian, on the other hand, leaned casually against the cloud bed, grinning as he saw Xuanbao enter: "Oh, look who's here! Isn't this our busy eldest disciple? What brings you back for a visit?"

"Ahem! Master, what are you saying? I've been too busy to come and see you."

"Come on, you never come here unless you need something. Tell me, what do you need us to do?"

Xuanbao didn't stand on ceremony. He found a futon, sat cross-legged, poured himself a few cups of immortal wine, and laid out some innate spiritual fruits, just like before.

"Ahem! It's nothing much, just a matter of doing something meritorious, and I wonder if my fellow disciples would be interested?"

"A matter of merit!"

"Tell me about the meritorious deed you're referring to?" The Three Pure Ones' gazes were all drawn to Xuanbao's meritorious deed.

Inside the Sanqing Hall, the celestial wine was mellow and the spiritual fruits were fragrant.

Xuanbao downed the immortal wine in his cup in one gulp, wiped his mouth, glanced at his three masters, and slowly said, "Masters, I have come here to invite some of my junior brothers and sisters to come down the mountain and assist the Human Emperor Xuanyuan."

"Assist Xuanyuan?" Tongtian raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. "Isn't Chiyou one of yours? What, do you want Xuanyuan to send more men as well?"

"Exactly." Xuanbao put down his wine cup and said seriously, "Chiyou has five great shamans and 100,000 shaman soldiers from the Wu tribe to help him. Their momentum is enormous. If Xuanyuan has no one to use, this grand show will not be able to take place."

Xuanbao paused, then continued, "Moreover—this is a rare opportunity for our junior brothers and sisters. Assisting the Human Emperor and establishing order in the human realm is an immeasurable merit. It allows them to temper their character and accumulate merit at the same time, so why not?"

Yuanshi nodded slightly: "That makes sense. The struggle for the Human Emperor involves the fate of humanity. If we can personally participate in it, it will indeed be a rare experience for us disciples of the Xuanmen Sect."

Lao Tzu remained silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Have you considered the candidates?"

Xuanbao was clearly well-prepared, speaking eloquently: "The more the better. In my opinion, disciples of the three sects who have cultivated to the level of Golden Immortal or above and whose Dao heart is stable can all go down the mountain to give it a try. Firstly, it can add wings to Xuanyuan, and secondly, it can also be an opportunity for junior brothers and sisters to see the true face of the prehistoric world—after all, those who work behind closed doors will never achieve great things."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian clapped his hands and laughed, "Good! I love to hear that! My disciples are all getting restless on Penglai Island; it's a good opportunity for them to get out and stretch their muscles!"

Yuanshi nodded in agreement: "It's time for our sect's disciples to go out and gain some experience. Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Huanglong, and others have reached a bottleneck in their cultivation and need some worldly experience to break through their shackles."

Laozi pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "In that case, my Heavenly Sect can send Xuandu to lead the team down the mountain."

Seeing that his three masters had agreed, Xuanbao felt relieved and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, masters! Then please have the three masters draft a list and choose a day for my junior brothers and sisters to go down the mountain to the Youxiong clan to assist Xuanyuan."

Tongtian was the first to jump up: "I'll go back and gather my disciples right away! Tell them to pack up and get ready to go down the mountain!"

Yuan Shi didn't mince words: "I will also make the arrangements."

Lao Tzu nodded slightly, and his figure disappeared from the cloud bed.

The Three Pure Ones' movements were astonishingly fast.

Within a few days, imperial edicts were issued from the Sanqing Hall on Kunlun Mountain, spreading throughout the various Taoist temples of the three religions.

Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat high on his cloud bed, below him a dense mass of kneeling disciples. His gaze swept over them, and his voice boomed like a bell: "Disciples of the three sects, you are about to descend the mountain to the human race to assist the Human Emperor, helping him pacify the Nine Provinces and establish order in humanity!"

"I heard from your senior brother that there is a lot of merit involved in this, and whether or not to go is entirely up to you."

These words immediately caused an uproar in Biyou Palace!

"Master! Your disciple is willing to go!"

"Master! Your disciple is also willing to go!"

"Master! Your disciple has long wanted to descend the mountain and explore the world!"

The disciples were filled with enthusiasm and eagerly volunteered.

They weren't stupid. Xuanbao, their senior brother, was truly generous with his merits. They had all gained a lot of merits from the several merit-giving events, so they naturally wouldn't miss out on the opportunity to gain merits.

Earth Sect, Jade Void Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat solemnly on his cloud bed, while his disciples stood below in reverence. His voice was clear and majestic: "The Human Emperor has descended to earth, and the way of humanity will be settled. As disciples of the Earth Sect, you should obey the mandate of heaven, descend the mountain to assist the Human Emperor, and thus fulfill your merits. Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Daoxing Tianzun, Taiyi Zhenren, Lingbao Dafashi, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Julusun, Huanglong Zhenren—and 243 others, descend the mountain immediately and go to the Youxiong clan to assist the Human Emperor Xuanyuan."

The 243 Golden Immortals whose names were called bowed in unison: "Disciples obey!"

Yuanshi's gaze swept over the crowd, his tone carrying a hint of admonition: "Remember, your journey here represents not only the Earth Sect, but also the Three Pure Ones. Your words and actions must be cautious and proper. Do not tarnish the prestige of my Earth Sect."

"Your disciple will remember this!"

Tenshu

Lao Tzu's words were the simplest: "Xuan Du, take my junior brothers and sisters to the Youxiong Clan. Just listen to your senior brother in everything you do."

Xuandu bowed and said, "This disciple understands."

Thus began a grand scene of disciples from the three sects launching a full-scale attack.

The first to arrive at the Youxiong clan were the disciples of the Human Sect.

It was a bright and sunny morning, and Xuanyuan was practicing his sword on the training ground. He held a bronze longsword, its light as bright as a rainbow, his figure like a dragon. After completing a set of sword techniques, he sheathed his sword and stood still, his breathing steady, but fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

Just then—

Suddenly, melodious celestial music drifted from the sky!

Xuanyuan looked up and saw a colorful auspicious cloud rapidly approaching on the distant horizon. Above the cloud, dozens of figures could be vaguely seen, each with an air of otherworldly grace and extraordinary aura.

Leading the group was a young Taoist priest dressed in a blue robe. The priest had a handsome face and an air of unruliness between his brows. A purplish-red gourd hung at his waist. He was none other than Duobao, the second disciple of the Jie Sect.

Wait, Master?

Xuanyuan rubbed his eyes, confirming that he wasn't seeing things—wasn't that his master?!

"Master?!" Xuanyuan exclaimed in surprise.

Daoist Duobao descended from the auspicious cloud, laughed heartily, and patted Xuanyuan on the shoulder: "My good disciple, long time no see! Your master has brought you some helpers!"

He turned and pointed to the hundreds of disciples of the Human Sect behind him: "These are all your senior uncles and aunts, your fellow disciples of the Human Sect! They have come down the mountain to assist you on the orders of our Grandmaster!"

Xuanyuan stared blankly at the hundreds of disciples of the Human Sect whose auras were unfathomable. Although he was the Heavenly Emperor, he was still only a sixteen-year-old boy. Seeing so many legendary powerful figures at once, he was inevitably at a loss.

"My fellow disciples and senior masters... you have come from afar. I am so sorry for not welcoming you properly!" Xuanyuan quickly straightened his clothes and bowed.

"Hahaha! No need for such formalities, Your Majesty!" A burly disciple of the Jie Sect, carrying a giant sword, laughed loudly. "My name is Wuyun Xian. If you need anything in the future, just let me know!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Human Emperor, you don't need to be so polite!" Other disciples of the sect echoed.

Looking at the enthusiastic disciples of the Human Sect, Xuanyuan felt a surge of warmth in his heart. Who knew how much psychological pressure Chi You had put on him? He knew these people would be his source of confidence.

Not long after the Human Sect disciples arrived, the Earth Sect also brought people to the Youxiong tribe.

Several leaders, including Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, Dao Xing Tianzun, Taiyi Zhenren, Lingbao Dafashi, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Ju Liusun, and Huanglong Zhenren, also arrived together. They wore Taoist robes of various colors, held various magical weapons, and had different temperaments, but each of them exuded an aura as deep and unfathomable as a still abyss or a towering mountain.

Leading the group was Guang Chengzi, who held a whisk in his hand. His face was thin and refined, and his gaze was gentle yet sharp. He landed in front of Xuanyuan and bowed slightly: "This humble Taoist, Guang Chengzi, has come with my master and 243 fellow disciples of the Earth Sect to assist the Human Emperor."

Xuanyuan quickly returned the greeting: "Uncle-Master Guangchengzi, you are too kind! I am deeply grateful to all of you uncles for coming from afar!"

Guang Chengzi smiled slightly and said nothing more. Taiyi Zhenren behind him couldn't help but speak up, "Human Emperor, no need to be so polite. Now that you've brought Senior Brother Duobao under your wing, we're all family!"

Xuanyuan was both amused and exasperated, and thanked him repeatedly.

Finally, the disciples of the Human Sect arrived. Xuan Du, Yu Ding, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, and Zhao Gongming brought only a little over 100 junior brothers. Although the number was small, each one was an elite among elites. Xuan Du remained as calm and composed as ever. Upon seeing Xuan Yuan, he simply nodded: "Human Emperor, I have come to assist you on the orders of my senior brother. If you need anything, please feel free to ask."

Xuanyuan also held this senior master in high esteem and quickly bowed.

At this point, the disciples of the three sects had all gathered at the Youxiong clan!

Hundreds of elite disciples from the Human Sect, 243 from the Earth Sect, and over 100 from the Heaven Sect—nearly a thousand Xuanmen masters—gathered together! Although this force was smaller in number than the 100,000 witch soldiers on Chi You's side, its quality was in no way inferior! After all, these were all disciples of sages, each possessing unique skills and wielding powerful treasures!

The news spread, and the entire prehistoric world was shaken!

"What?! Disciples from the three sects are going down the mountain to assist Xuanyuan?!"

"Several hundred people from the Human Sect have come! More than 200 people from the Earth Sect have also gone! A considerable number of people from the Heaven Sect have also gone!"

"They are disciples of a sage! There are countless Great Luo Golden Immortals among them!"

"This is going to be a good show! The Jiuli have the Wu tribe, and the Xuanyuan have the three religions! The two sides are evenly matched, and this battle for the Human Emperor is likely to be a bloodbath!"

Those tribes that were initially observing were now in a state of extreme confusion. They had thought the Xuanyuan forces were weak, but unexpectedly, so many allies had arrived in the blink of an eye! Now, neither side was easy to deal with, making it even more difficult to choose sides!

Inside the Youxiong clan, Xuanyuan looked at the nearly one hundred Xuanmen masters before him, feeling both excited and apprehensive. He knew that from this day forward, he was no longer fighting alone. He had a powerful group of partners and a solid backer.

But at the same time, he also understood that these people were there to assist him, but also to test him. Whether he could win their sincere support and truly grow into a great emperor remained to be seen.

Xuanyuan took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, and said loudly, "Dear senior uncles, senior brothers, and senior sisters! Xuanyuan is young and lacks talent and knowledge, but I am deeply grateful for your willingness to help me! Xuanyuan hereby swears that I will do my utmost to live up to your expectations, the trust placed in me by the human race, and the destiny bestowed upon me!"

Although his voice was young, it carried an undeniable firmness and sincerity.

The disciples from the three sects present smiled and nodded as they looked at the sixteen-year-old boy.

Guang Chengzi nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "With the Emperor possessing such ambition, what great undertaking cannot be accomplished?"

Daoist Duobao put his arm around Xuanyuan's shoulder and laughed heartily, "Good disciple! You have ambition! Your master has high hopes for you!"

Xuan Du stood aside, watching this scene, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his lips.

He recalled what Xuanbao had told him, Duobao, Guangchengzi, and himself before they left: "When you encounter members of the Wu Clan, you only need to do this and that."

Although Xuanbao's words puzzled the others—why would they want to fix the match?—they knew they had to do what their senior brother had asked them to do.

Meanwhile, Xuanbao, who had returned to the Heavenly Court, was looking at the bustling scene in the Youxiong clan through the Haotian Mirror, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

"Disciples from the three religions have gathered... Now, the stage is set." He picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and said, "Now, it's up to you two little ones to put on this grand show."