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

Chapter 66 The Moon Worship Cult Leader Appears at the Southern Heavenly Gate

A figure slowly walked from the end of the street.

He was dressed in a white robe, with a handsome face and a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if he could see through people's hearts.

—The leader of the Moon Worship Cult.

Yao Ji's gaze fell on that person, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

Her cultivation was enough to see through everything about this person—in his childhood, he was a boy with ideals and a strong sense of justice, but he was beaten and pushed off a cliff by his adoptive father for privately executing deserters.

From then on, he developed a deep skepticism about human "love," believing that the maternal tenderness of the Virgin Mary could not eradicate the evils of the world, and instead pursued an order of absolute rationality.

Yao Ji didn't think Bai Yue had done anything seriously wrong. On the contrary, she even felt that Bai Yue's adoptive father was making a mountain out of a molehill. If it were her, her brother Hao Tian would probably praise her for being decisive. Of course, different worlds have different perspectives, and she wouldn't comment on that.

As for shifting from appeasement to rationality—there are indeed places that need an absolutely rational order, but certainly not all. If the Moon Worship Cult Leader were merely like this, he wouldn't be considered a bad person, just someone who misplaced his influence.

Let's look at his ultimate ideal: He doesn't believe in true love in the world, and thinks the world is full of ignorance and falsehood. Therefore, he wants to destroy the old world with the water monster and then rebuild a new civilization that conforms to his rational understanding.

Yao Ji directly denied this to him. It was absolutely impossible.

Although her cultivation level wasn't particularly high, she had already entered the ranks of cultivators and understood the principles of the Great Dao's operation. If a world were left with only one being and one thought, it would lose its ability to evolve and function. Without variables, how could the Great Dao of the world grow stronger? How could it maintain its operation? It was utterly delusional, putting the cart before the horse.

Putting that aside, just considering his meager cultivation level, he thinks he can destroy the world? Are you kidding me?

It's estimated that before he even destroyed a single country, the immense karma would have taken his life.

The idea is wrong, and the strength is insufficient; how can it succeed? Even without her arrival, this guy's ending wouldn't have been good.

Oh, right, he also has an obsession—to verify whether "love" exists.

Yao Ji was speechless. Even sages have selfish desires, and they show great care for their disciples; isn't that also a form of "love"?

It is precisely because of love that the two opposing views of Chan and Jie have come to be.

Your attempt to verify this in the mortal realm is purely a sign of mental instability. Even saints cannot eliminate the seven emotions and six desires, let alone mortals.

How could there not be?

In conclusion: This person is too stubborn, overconfident, lacks understanding, and is too prone to making assumptions.

Grandma's first reaction was to protect Ling'er, and the Miao girl who came to greet her and the woman in sacrificial attire also quickly stood in front of her.

Even the Witch King couldn't help but panic, subconsciously looking at Zhao Ling'er with eyes full of worry.

Zhao Ling'er also saw the figure that had left a terrifying shadow in her heart—the leader of the Moon Worship Cult who had killed her mother and truly controlled the Nanzhao Kingdom. Although she still had a shadow in her heart, she was not afraid because her master was by her side.

While everyone was sizing up Baiyue, Baiyue was also sizing them up.

He understood Ling'er well, and although he was puzzled as to why she had returned so early, he didn't take it to heart. So what if she was a descendant of Nuwa? Even if her mother Qing'er were resurrected, he wouldn't fear Bai Yue, let alone the still-unawakened Zhao Ling'er. As for Ling'er's maternal grandmother, he didn't take her seriously at all; her cultivation was too low.

He couldn't see through Yao Ji, though. In fact, looking at her closely would fill him with a great terror, a feeling of facing death head-on.

This is something I've never encountered before.

"May I ask who this is?" Bai Yue asked, her tone unusually cautious.

Yao Ji smiled slightly but did not reply.

With a wave of her hand, she unleashed a torrent of magical power, imprisoning all the Moon Worship Cult members.

With a thought, the Moon Worship Cult Leader's physical body and primordial spirit instantly vanished, leaving only his true spirit, which she then took into her palm.

"Ling'er," Yao Ji turned to look at Zhao Ling'er, "this fellow is somewhat useful in some ways. I want to bring him back to the Heavenly Court to handle some affairs for me."

His physical body and spirit have perished, which can be considered revenge for your mother. As compensation for my broken promise, I will resurrect your mother. Is that acceptable?

She felt that this Moon Worship Cult Leader was a promising talent. If she could bring him back to the Heavenly Court and train him properly, he could handle some Heavenly Court affairs for her in the future, reducing her worries. That would be quite good.

"Huh? Master, can my mother be brought back to life?" Ling'er asked, her eyes wide with surprise.

"Of course," Yao Ji said confidently. "Her true spirit has never been reincarnated, so resurrection is a piece of cake for me."

"That's wonderful! Master, can you revive Mother right away?" Ling'er's eyes welled up with tears of excitement.

Yao Ji waved her hand, and a bead radiating a warm light flew from afar—the Holy Spirit Bead. This bead was passed down through generations of Nuwa's descendants. After the death of each of Nuwa's descendants, their true spirit would enter the bead and would not be reincarnated.

For Yao Ji, all she needed to do was create a body, draw out her true spirit, and merge it into it; that would be considered resurrection. It couldn't be simpler.

but--

"Ling'er, you will soon be returning to the Heavenly Court with me. Should I revive your mother in this world, or bring her back to the Heavenly Court to revive her?" Yao Ji asked.

The difference between being resurrected in this world and being resurrected in the Heavenly Court is like heaven and earth.

Ling'er thought for a moment and said, "Master, you should go back to the Heavenly Court first."

She didn't want to resurrect her mother only to be separated from her again. Since her master asked this question, there must be differences between the resurrections in the two worlds; otherwise, her master wouldn't have asked such a question.

"Okay." Yao Ji nodded in agreement.

With a thought, she activated the Southern Heavenly Gate Silk Thread within her body, using her magic to completely envelop Ling'er and her grandmother, preparing to leave this world.

At that very moment—

The world suddenly changed!

Countless rules appeared out of thin air, transforming into chains that swept over Zhao Ling'er and wrapped around her.

"Hmph!" Yao Ji snorted coldly.

The chains snapped instantly. However, the broken chains instantly reformed, becoming even more concentrated than before, as if gathering the power of the entire world, and once again bound Zhao Ling'er.

Yao Ji frowned slightly. If she were to interrupt again, it would truly severely damage this world. Although she was not afraid, she was unwilling to needlessly cause serious damage to this world.

While hesitating—

Above the sky, a portal slowly emerged.

That portal suppressed the heavens, and the void of the universe shattered continuously. All living beings in the Three Realms and Six Paths felt that immense pressure.

It lies horizontally in the sky, containing boundless Daoist principles and the power of numerous laws, terrifying beyond compare. Its dazzling and sacred light illuminates the entire universe.

Above the portal: ancient, sacred, vast—all these terrifying qualities surround it, and it is shrouded in forbidden auras of destiny and fate. Chaos pervades the space, making this portal seem like a dream, as if it exists between nothingness and reality.

Especially when the gates are wide open, one can vaguely see countless worlds floating within them, incredibly vast and ancient, with an aura flowing out. Even just a small part of it is enough to shatter this world.

Above the back of the door, there are three Daoist symbols. Whether one recognizes them or not, upon seeing the content of those symbols, three large characters will automatically appear in one's mind—

South Heaven Gate.

"return!"

A majestic voice rang out, like a divine law, inviolable.

Yao Ji and the others were instantly sucked into the South Heavenly Gate. The gate closed, and they vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.

Heaven and earth returned to silence.