Primordial Era: The Great Celestial Venerable on the Road to Mythology

Chapter 64 The Eldest Princess Accepts a Disciple, and the Matter of Immortal Spirit Island is Resolved

Yao Ji noticed Zhao Ling'er's hesitation and was about to say a few more words of persuasion when she suddenly twitched her brows slightly—she sensed someone rushing towards them.

"Ling'er, are you done washing? We need to..."

An old woman came in a hurry with several maids. She was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly saw Yao Ji by the pond, and her expression changed drastically.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass on Immortal Spirit Island!"

The old woman shouted sternly, her hands already forming a hand seal as she spoke, her magical power surging, ready to unleash a spell attack.

"Grandma, no!" Zhao Ling'er quickly stopped her, spreading her arms to block Yao Ji.

"snort!"

Yao Ji snorted coldly, and her voice transformed into an invisible shockwave that swept the old woman and several maids away.

The group crashed heavily to the ground. Yao Ji's immense pressure pressed down like a mountain, rendering them unable to move and making even breathing difficult.

The intense pressure made them clearly sense the presence of death.

What good can come of a group of mortals provoking an existence capable of destroying the world?

Although Yao Ji was lively and kind-hearted, she was, after all, born in a primordial world. The law of the jungle was commonplace there. Although she hadn't personally killed many, she had witnessed the cruelty of the Great Calamity, where hundreds of millions of lives were slaughtered at a time. Having seen so much, she had become accustomed to it.

In the primordial world, what mercy could there be? The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, and the supremacy of the mighty, was the true order. What good could come of a weakling challenging a strong?

This is only because Yao Ji cared about Zhao Ling'er; otherwise, given her status as the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court, she would have slapped those who dared to be disrespectful to her to death long ago.

She is both a powerful figure and the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court. Every word and action she takes is related to the face of the Heavenly Court. How can mortals be allowed to disrespect her?

"Grandma!" Zhao Ling'er exclaimed and rushed over to help her grandmother up. But she was too weak to lift her up.

She hurriedly turned around, wanting to plead with Yao Ji for mercy.

How could Yao Ji not understand her thoughts? Without waiting for Zhao Ling'er to speak, she withdrew her oppressive aura.

Grandma was helped to her feet by Zhao Ling'er, her eyes filled with fear as she looked at Yao Ji. She never expected that this seemingly young woman would possess such terrifying cultivation.

However, she still instinctively shielded Zhao Ling'er behind her, and asked with a solemn expression, "Who are you? Why have you come to my Immortal Spirit Island?"

Before Yao Ji could speak, Zhao Ling'er preemptively recounted Yao Ji's background.

"The Heavenly Court? Fairy—is she from the Divine Realm?" As a cultivator, Grandma naturally knew about the division of the Six Realms. She assumed Yao Ji was a visitor from the Divine Realm.

"The realm of gods?" Yao Ji shook her head slightly. "No, I am not from your world. I come from the primordial era and am the eldest princess of the primordial heavenly court."

She paused, looked at Zhao Ling'er, and her gaze softened: "I see that Ling'er has the bloodline of Goddess Nuwa, and I want to take her back to the Heavenly Court to see if I can ask Goddess Nuwa to help her remove the defect in her bloodline."

"The Goddess Nuwa?" Grandma was taken aback, then her face showed sorrow. "The Goddess Nuwa—didn't she perish long ago?"

Yao Ji:

She was silent for a moment before saying, "That is Nuwa of your world. I suspect that Nuwa of your world is an incarnation of Your Majesty."

She patiently explained, "The Goddess Nuwa is the supreme sage of the primordial world, wielding the power of the Heavenly Dao, and is immortal and indestructible. How could she—fall so easily?"

Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly recalled the fate of the two Western saints, who were killed by their elder brother, Haotian, and then resurrected. Saints are indeed immortal, but they can be destroyed. Although they can be resurrected, she guessed that resurrection must come at a price. However, there was no need to discuss these matters with this person.

Yao Ji suddenly felt a pang of emotion: There's nothing good about saints. Besides having higher magical power, being able to call upon the power of the Heavenly Dao, and being able to resurrect, what else is good about them?

As the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court, with her elder brother by her side, she could basically do whatever she wanted in the prehistoric world and even travel to other worlds. Why would she need to be a saint?

Even if someone were to give her a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi, she would not wish to become a saint. At most, she would give the Purple Qi to her elder brother or sister-in-law to help them improve their strength.

With my elder brother in charge and the Zhou Tian Star Array at the helm, the Heavenly Court is already powerful enough to slaughter a Saint. If my elder brother advances further, wouldn't the Primordial World become the Heavenly Court's backyard?

Even saints have to come to the Heavenly Court to serve honestly, and they have to show me, the princess, some respect!

Of course, this is just wishful thinking; the Primordial Purple Qi has long since disappeared from the primordial world.

Grandma and Zhao Ling'er were both incredulous after hearing Yao Ji's explanation. How could Nuwa, the goddess, be an incarnation?

However, being older and more experienced, Grandma quickly regained her composure and asked in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, Princess, may I accompany you?"

Circumstances dictate her actions. Faced with such a powerful figure, she was powerless to stop him. Rather than sacrifice herself in vain, she decided to go along. Even if Ling'er was in danger, she could stand in front of her.

Yao Ji looked her grandmother up and down, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Although this old woman is a cultivator, she is not even as good as an ordinary person in the primordial world. The difference between the two worlds is too great. The laws of this world are incomplete, and the Great Dao is not manifest. Even if one cultivates to the peak, one can only reach the level of a Golden Immortal, and it is as different as the Golden Immortals in the primordial world.

If someone with Ling'er's level of cultivation were to rashly enter the prehistoric world, she would likely be crushed into pieces by the prehistoric world's rules in an instant.

However, seeing Zhao Ling'er's pitiful eyes, Yao Ji finally softened.

"Alright then." She nodded in agreement, knowing she could only offer her protection once they reached the Heavenly Court.

"Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness!" Grandma quickly bowed in gratitude.

Yao Ji looked at Zhao Ling'er and suddenly had a brilliant idea. Nuwa and her brother Haotian were fellow disciples, so in terms of seniority, she and Nuwa were of the same generation. Therefore, it shouldn't be a problem for her to take Ling'er as her disciple, right?

"Ling'er, would you like to become my disciple?" Yao Ji asked with a smile. "When the time comes, I'll have my brother arrange a powerful divine position for you."

Upon hearing this, Grandma quickly gave Zhao Ling'er a meaningful look. Zhao Ling'er understood and immediately knelt down, saying, "Ling'er greets Master!"

Yao Ji smiled and reached out to help Zhao Ling'er up: "Good disciple, get up quickly."

She raised her hand and flipped it, revealing a crimson phoenix feather sword in her palm. The sword was long and slender, its entire body fiery red, and faintly emitted the sound of a phoenix's cry, exuding a profound and unfathomable Daoist aura.

"This treasure is for your self-defense." Yao Ji handed the Phoenix Feather Sword to Zhao Ling'er and said solemnly, "This is one of the Ten Fierce Spiritual Treasures forged by the Heavenly Emperor. Its power is enough to rival a Quasi-Saint—a realm below a Saint. You will understand when we reach the Primordial World."

Of course, Haotian had already sealed the power of this magical treasure, otherwise, this world would not have been able to withstand it.

"This treasure also contains a magical technique; you should study it carefully later," Yao Ji added.

Zhao Ling'er took the Phoenix Feather Sword, admiring it with obvious delight. The sword was entirely crimson, with a faint glow flowing across its blade; it was exquisitely crafted, like a work of art. Holding it close to her chest, she exclaimed joyfully, "Thank you, Master!"

Yao Ji nodded and said, "Alright, let's go back to the Heavenly Court first and deal with your hidden danger."

She was already planning what to do after she got back. First, she would take Ling'er to see her brother and try to break the bloodline seal, and then—well, she would take her around to see the world.

"Your Highness," the old woman suddenly spoke, her tone pleading, "I have one more request to make."

"What is it?" Yao Ji asked.

Grandma hesitated for a moment, then said, "Ling'er's mother was originally the Queen of Nanzhao. However, the leader of the Moon Worship Cult brought a water demon beast and falsely accused her of being a treacherous snake demon who brought disaster to the country. In the end, she died in order to suppress the water demon beast. I fled to Immortal Spirit Island with Ling'er, who was only six years old at the time, to live in seclusion. But the Moon Worship Cult has not given up and has been searching for us all these years."

As she spoke, she knelt down: "This old woman begs Your Highness, the Eldest Princess, to avenge my mother, Ling'er, eradicate the Moon Worship Cult, and restore her innocence!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Ji raised an eyebrow slightly.

She glanced at Zhao Ling'er, the little girl with her head down and slightly red eyes, clearly thinking of her mother.

"Very well," Yao Ji said calmly. "Since they are Ling'er's enemies, I'll deal with them as I see fit. Where is the Moon Worship Cult? And where is the Water Demon Beast?"

Grandma was overjoyed and quickly gave a detailed account of the locations of the Nanzhao Kingdom, the Moon Worship Cult, and the Water Demon Beast.