Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

The East China Sea, a sea of ​​flowing clouds.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and the vast ocean stretches out before you.

A jet-black dragon, over ten zhang long, swam through the water, riding the waves and heading into the depths without any hindrance.

Once the surroundings were completely dark and secluded, the Xuanjiao transformed into a young man in black and disappeared into a cave.

The young man had a cold expression, his dragon horns were as black as jade, and his vertical pupils were deep and narrow, displaying a reddish-gold hue.

Chen Jiao sat cross-legged and began to circulate the ancient Xuanjiao bloodline inheritance technique, the [Hanhai Jingjiao Xuanzhang], to draw in the Taiyin moonlight and gather the essence of deep sea water.

The Qi Refining Realm requires consuming the Qi of heaven and earth, drawing it into the body to temper the meridians and open up the Dantian (lower abdomen) and Qi Sea.

The [Vast Ocean Whale Dragon Mystic Chapter] requires the absorption of the profound energy of the vast ocean, which can only be found in a secluded place on the seabed beneath a vast expanse of water.

On the night of the full moon each month, when the old and new give way to the new, and the yin energy is at its peak, water essence and moonlight are collected to form a vast ocean of mysterious energy.

After circulating the Qi-guiding technique through one full cycle, a stream of dark blue-green energy entered Chen Jiao's body through his breath.

After a long while, Chen Jiao opened his eyes and clenched his fist, then swung it forward.

If a muffled thunderclap were to sound, countless seawater would instantly surge out, freezing into dark blue-black ice moments later.

"After three years, the vast ocean of profound energy has finally gathered the number of the Heavenly Dippers."

"This ancient black dragon's demonic avatar is indeed quite talented, and it will soon be ready to establish its foundation. It was worth the merits I accumulated over a long period of time."

Chen Jiao sighed, his thoughts racing.

He transmigrated here with a cheat code that allows him to generate an avatar by consuming a certain amount of merit. The more merit he consumes, the better the avatar's talent becomes.

If one is born into the demon race, one can even choose an ancient species, possessing innate supernatural powers!

Therefore, Chen Jiao cultivated in the mortal world for three hundred years, ascended to the Heavenly Court, and then fought in the Heavenly Court for two hundred years, desperately accumulating merit and salary.

Although the merits bestowed by the Heavenly Court could enhance one's cultivation, Chen Jiao didn't really care for them.

He walks the celestial path of transcending tribulations and ascending to immortality, and he doesn't care about the twists and turns of the immortal path.

Chen Jiao did not choose to waste his merits to generate a large number of avatars, as that would not only waste his mind and energy and involve many others, but also carry huge risks and would not be worth the loss.

The ancient black dragon that is currently being created is the highest-level avatar that can be created at present.

An ancient species, it once rivaled the dragon clan with its jiao body. In addition to its supernatural ability to control clouds and water, it also possesses innate supernatural powers!

As Chen Jiao's thoughts raced, he transformed into a black dragon, riding the water and waves, and headed back home.

The true form of the Xuanjiao darted beneath the vast expanse of blue waves, like a streak of black lightning, parting the waterway at an extremely fast speed.

……

In less than half a day, they had already left the East China Sea and were approaching the border of Aolai Kingdom.

The Qingchi Ridge stretches for eight hundred li.

Qingchi Ridge, with its overlapping mountains and precipitous terrain, stretches for hundreds of miles and embraces a vast expanse of blue water, which is Qingchi.

Ancient trees stand tall and jagged in the mountains, shrouded in eerie mist that obscures the peaks.

The lake water shimmered, reflecting the drifting clouds in the sky.

A stream of dark water flowed back into the cave of the lake patrol commander.

The mansion was dimly lit, with a few softly glowing pearls embedded in the walls illuminating a simple stone bed, a stone table, and some casually piled underwater minerals.

The cold, watery aura was quite strong, seeping into the demon's body in wisps and strands, easing Chen Jiao's slight fatigue from his long journey.

Just as Chen Jiao was about to sit down to meditate, he suddenly heard a sound coming from outside the water barrier.

A simple, yet urgent voice came from very close, trying to peer into the water curtain:

"Shrimp...Shrimp Master, don't stop me! I saw the Master return home! I'm sure of it!"

Another, slightly shrill voice, tinged with obsequiousness and nervousness, immediately lowered and reprimanded:

"You blockhead! Keep your voice down! Master just got back and he's definitely going to meditate! If you disturb his meditation with your loud voice, you'll regret it!"

Inside the cave, a hint of helplessness flashed in Chen Jiao's eyes, and he waved his sleeve.

"Get in here."

The arguing outside stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, a dark, round ball actually rolled in. He couldn't stop in time and fell to the cold stone ground with a "plop".

The red-clawed lobster spirit hurriedly followed, leaping to the ground and shouting, "Greetings, Master! May you possess boundless magical power and live forever!"

"Why are you making such a fuss instead of patrolling and cultivating?"

Chen Jiao opened his eyes and looked at the two demons.

The one in the lead was a round, dark catfish spirit with a huge belly, its two long whiskers swaying with the water, and its small eyes darting around.

He is dark-skinned and fat, at the fourth level of Qi Refining, strong and thick-skinned, but lazy and simple-minded.

Following behind was another, hunched over, holding a pair of large but somewhat clumsy red lobster spirits.

The shrimp is large, at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and understands the nuances of facial expressions and knows when to advance and retreat.

They were all lowly demons, whom he casually enlightened when he was appointed as the lake patrol commander.

"Sir, we've come here specifically to report on our lake patrol."

The fat man wriggled his massive body and leaned forward, fawningly saying:

"While you were away, sir, we patrolled day and night, and within a hundred miles of Qingchi Lake, not a single outside monster dared to set foot! Even the old turtles in the water are very well-behaved!"

The larger shrimp, not to be outdone, used its pincers to push aside the fat black shrimp and squeezed to the front: "Sir, don't listen to his nonsense. It's something! Something small!"

Black Fatty stumbled from the jostling, immediately becoming displeased. He puffed out his cheeks and shouted, "Hey! You damned lobster, how dare you be so insolent in front of the master? Everything I said is true!"

"Get out of here!" Big Shrimp waved his pincers, speaking rapidly:

"Recently, a black-skinned pig spirit suffering from plague has been coming to the vicinity of Hulao Cave to steal spirit fish. I caught him twice and used my master's reputation to drive him away."

"And a few days ago, General Green Ape of Songyun Cave sent a demon to deliver five freshly ripened pine cones to you, sir."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a small package wrapped in fresh lotus leaves from behind his back and respectfully handed it over.

The lotus leaf opened, revealing five round, plump, green fruits that exuded a faint pine scent and spiritual energy—these were pine cones.

It can help one calm the mind and stabilize one's cultivation, making it a rare find for demon cultivators in the Qi Refining stage.

Chen Jiao's mind raced, and he roughly understood the situation.

The Qingchi Ridge, stretching for eight hundred li, has one prefecture and four caves, of which Hulao Cave and Songyun Cave are two.

The master of Qingchi Ridge, the Qinglin Demon Lord who has reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, resides in the Spirit Serpent Palace in Qingchi Lake. He governs four caves, each with a Foundation Establishment demon general. Their cultivation levels vary, but each harbors its own thoughts.

Chen Jiao nodded slightly: "Shrimp is diligent and meritorious, take this deep-sea water essence and refine it well; Black Fatty is dutiful in patrolling the lake, but lacks attention to detail, so he shall be punished by practicing martial arts a hundred times."

Amidst the surprised and envious gazes of Xia Da and Hei Fei, Chen Jiao flicked out a stream of deep blue light that surged into Xia Da's body.

Overjoyed to have such a large shrimp, he repeatedly kowtowed and thanked the master.

Chen Jiao remained silent for a moment, his crimson-gold vertical pupils silently observing them, as if scrutinizing them.

The invisible yet powerful aura of the dragon terrified the two demons, causing them to lie prostrate on the ground, too afraid to move.

Black Fatty and Shrimp's minds raced as they reflected on what oversights and mistakes they had made during this period.

After a long while, Chen Jiao raised his hand and shot out two beams of golden light.

"Remember this [Spiritual Spring Communicative Technique], inhale the pure spiritual water vapor, and cleanse the impure energy within your body."

After contemplating the matter, the two demons opened their eyes, their faces lighting up with joy, and they exclaimed repeatedly, "Thank you, Master, for bestowing this power upon us!"

Shrimp and Black Fat were both shocked and moved.

The Dharma is not to be passed on lightly. Ordinary minor demons, without knowing the methods and rules, live in a daze, only able to ingest impure energy, and are trapped in the Qi Refining stage for life.

"Go down. Practice diligently and do not slacken."

"Yes, sir!" the two demons replied in unison, bowing and shoving each other as they left the cave.

Just as they stepped out of the cave, two green pine cones slammed into the back of the two demons' heads, and the water curtain barrier immediately rose up.

Shrimp and Black Fatty hurriedly caught the fragrant spiritual fruit and stood there stunned.

"It's...a gift from the master!" The fat, dark lips trembled, and he was so excited that he almost revealed his true form.

An indescribable surge of heat instantly overwhelmed the simple thoughts of the two little demons.

The two demons stood outside the cave, moved to tears, swearing oaths and shouting, their expressions of loyalty a jumbled mess.

Listening to the two clowns outside increasingly absurd yet sincere declarations of loyalty, Chen Jiao chuckled helplessly and cursed:

"Those two idiots..."

"Get out of here! If you keep making noise, you'll be punished by having to dredge silt from the bottom of the lake!"

The mansion returned to tranquility.

Chen Jiao focused his mind on his dantian, and the thirty-six streams of profound energy from the Vast Ocean began to move like dark blue dragons.

Foundation building is just around the corner.