Primordial Era: Reborn Kong Xuan, Steady Cultivation

As Kong Xuan continued his northward journey, the vast, boundless sea beneath his feet was no longer replaced by a solid, profound, and vibrant expanse of land.

He officially stepped into the primordial southern continent.

He took a deep breath, and the rich and vibrant spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged into his body, invigorating Kong Xuan.

"As expected of one of the four continents of the primordial world, although the number of living beings is not as dense as in other places, the spiritual energy is far superior to many immortal islands overseas."

If this place is like this, what kind of magnificent and wondrous landscape must the legendary Eastern Continent, known for its abundant natural beauty and blessed lands, be like?

The primordial world, apart from Mount Buzhou in the center supporting the sky, was mainly composed of four vast continents.

The Northern Continent, having endured the ravages of war during the early Dragon-Han War, was already shattered, with most of it sinking into the North Sea and the Northern Darkness, where spiritual energy was depleted and the environment was treacherous.

The Western Continent was severely damaged by the self-destruction of its origin by the Demon Ancestor Rahu during the conflict between the Dao and the Demons. The earth's veins were destroyed, and its spiritual energy was scattered, turning it into a recognized barren and frigid land.

Although the Southern Continent was not directly ravaged by the great calamities, its innate blessed land and spiritual veins were inferior to those of the Eastern and Western Continents, resulting in a relatively small number of living beings. However, this misfortune turned into a blessing, allowing it to remain in a corner during the subsequent war between the Lich King and the Gods and the Investiture of the Gods, and largely maintaining its ancient and primitive appearance.

As for the Eastern Continent, it is the universally acknowledged spiritual hub of the primordial world, embodying the essence of heaven and earth and gathering the quintessence of all things. It boasts countless blessed lands and hidden cultivation sites, making it a sacred place for cultivation.

However, Kong Xuan, who possesses memories of the future, knows that fortune may be fraught with misfortune.

Once the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods begins, the Eastern Continent, with its most abundant spiritual energy and most complex power dynamics, will inevitably become the center of the vortex and the place where the calamity is most intense.

The conflict between the three major schools of Taoism, countless entanglements of cause and effect, and the burgeoning fortune of the emerging human race...

At that time, even an inconspicuous hill might hide a disciple of a certain sect, and a single wrong step could lead to annihilation.

"After obtaining the opportunity in Wuyi Mountain, once the turmoil of the lectures at Zixiao Palace has subsided, I will seek a suitable blessed land in the Southern Continent to open a cave dwelling and quietly cultivate myself."

Although this place is slightly less spiritually vibrant, it is more tranquil and free from worldly entanglements, which aligns perfectly with my path of steady accumulation and avoiding worldly troubles.

"If one could recruit one or two clever children, or tame spirit beasts to ride and guard the mountain, and manage the cave, that would be a wonderful thing."

With this in mind, he didn't delay any longer. He took flight and, based on his knowledge of the ancient geography, headed towards the location of Mount Wuyi...

This southern continent is the main body of the prehistoric world, and its climate is completely different from that of the overseas regions.

Various creatures that were previously rarely seen in the South China Sea are now commonly found here.

Although most of them are beings with only the cultivation of celestial immortals or true immortals, and many have not even transformed into complete Dao bodies, still retaining the forms of birds, beasts, plants, and trees, their vitality and spirituality are far beyond what overseas islands can match.

The mountains and rivers are shrouded in mist, and exotic flowers and plants adorn the cliffs. From time to time, clear springs gush out from the crevices of the rocks, making a tinkling sound, and flow into the winding stream. It is indeed a pristine fairyland scene that has never been carved.

Seeing this vibrant and natural scene, Kong Xuan couldn't help but slow down his escape, sometimes pausing on the clouds to look down, and sometimes landing in the forest and by the stream, carefully appreciating the beauty of this primordial land.

He wasn't in a hurry to go to Wuyishan immediately.

Firstly, the treasures in the mountains are determined by fate, and whether they are a moment earlier or later may not make much difference.

Secondly, along the way, the fertile land has nurtured many rare and precious natural treasures, spiritual springs, and divine fruits.

While these are not extraordinary treasures, they are still real resources for cultivation. They can be consumed directly, used to replenish vital energy, or used to decorate one's dwelling. Little by little, they add up and should not be missed.

More importantly, after obtaining the fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation from that stream, Kong Xuan gained a deeper understanding of the word "opportunity".

The opportunities and chances of the great path are often wondrous and cannot be obtained solely through hasty searching. Sometimes they lie in the unexpected moments of walking and pausing.

You may not get what you want if you force it, but you may encounter it if you let things take their course.

Perhaps this leisurely journey will bring unexpected gains and good fortune.

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As Kong Xuan strolled leisurely among the mountains and rivers of the Southern Continent, the scene in the boundless and chaotic depths beyond the primordial heavens was already completely different.

A majestic celestial palace floats suspended in the churning, chaotic air currents.

The palace was enveloped in a vast and gentle purple mist, as if it had been born from the origin of the Great Dao.

Nine jade steps extend out of the chaotic void, each step naturally imprinted with complex and profound innate Dao patterns. At this moment, they are radiating thousands of auspicious rays of light, illuminating the surrounding hazy chaos with a magnificent glow.

Above the palace walls, seven-colored celestial light swirled and flowed like tassels and necklaces, never dissipating.

The glass bells hanging from the eaves emit a clear and melodious sound without the need for a gentle breeze. The sound waves ripple outwards in visible circles, cleansing the mind and calming all restless thoughts.

Around the palace, the three thousand Great Dao Laws manifested various strange phenomena and true forms.

They may condense into dangling beads that sway gently, or transform into endless golden lotuses that appear out of thin air, appearing and disappearing in an instant.

Before the palace gate, ten thousand bright lamps, with chaotic energy as their core and the phantom of a blue lotus as their cover, hung high. Their light was not dazzling, but it seemed to illuminate all the heavens and myriad worlds, reflecting the scene of the birth, death and operation of billions of stars.

The entire Zixiao Palace exists within this raging chaos, yet it transcends it, seemingly both real and unreal, seemingly close at hand, yet also seemingly separated by infinite dimensions, fully revealing the lofty and unpredictable nature of the Heavenly Dao.

Inside the palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat high on his nine-layered cloud bed.

His figure was shrouded in boundless mysterious light, hazy and indistinct, with only a pair of indifferent and calm eyes that reflected the vast universe, as if they could see through the past and the future.

The immense pressure of the Heavenly Dao was naturally revealed, yet it remained contained, filling the hall with a supreme solemnity and tranquility.

Beside him was a boy with rosy lips and white teeth.

Below the cloud bed, on a three-foot square of smooth white jade floor, six futons were neatly arranged.

This futon may seem simple and unadorned, but it is actually in harmony with the will of Heaven. It was transformed from the six innate lotus leaves of the Chaos Green Lotus, a supreme treasure of chaos that was broken at the time of creation. Each leaf carries a portion of the original Daoist essence of the Chaos Green Lotus and the opportunities of the Heavenly Dao, making it extraordinary.

They are:

The Wind and Fire Futon, the Heaven and Earth Futon, the Blue Lotus Futon, the Derivation Futon, the Bliss Futon, and the Nirvana Futon.

Each of these six futons is a genuine top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Now, lying still on the ground, they seem to be influencing the endless winds and clouds of the future primordial world and the cause and effect of the holy positions.

Just as the Daoist chants echoed before the gates of Zixiao Palace, strange phenomena suddenly arose deep within the chaos.

A vast and boundless golden light of profound merit pierced through the hazy vortex, illuminating the chaotic area as clearly as day.

Amidst the golden light, a magnificent pagoda, imbued with the merits of creation, floated silently, cascading down countless streams of primordial energy to steadily protect the three figures below—the Three Pure Ones, transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu.

Taiqing Laozi's gaze swept across the front of the pagoda, and there he saw the magnificent Heavenly Palace with its purple mist and Daoist aura. A slight change finally appeared on his face.

The three were of one mind and accelerated simultaneously, instantly crossing the last stretch of chaotic distance and landing before the nine jade steps of the Purple Cloud Palace.

With a flick of his sleeve, Taiqing Laozi retrieved the exquisite pagoda. The three brothers straightened their expressions, clearing their minds of all distractions, and with utmost reverence for the sage and the Great Dao, stepped side by side into the majestic palace gate.

As they entered the palace, a magnificent scroll unfolded behind them, with the shadows of mountains and rivers flowing across it, protecting two figures, a man and a woman, as they broke through the chaos. They were none other than Nuwa and Fuxi.

Seeing that the Three Pure Ones had already entered, the brother and sister exchanged a glance, and without hesitation, put away the Map of Mountains and Rivers and quickly entered the palace.

Following them, more and more powerful figures arrived one after another and entered the palace.