My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

Meng Chuan closed his eyes and concentrated, his mind sinking into his sea of ​​consciousness, resonating with the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron.

The Golden Bucket is an innate spiritual treasure with its own intelligence, and it is particularly sensitive to the aura of innate arrays of the same origin.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked towards the middle of the cliff.

It appeared to be no different from the surrounding rock walls, but in Hunyuan Jindou's perception, there was an extremely faint and special fluctuation.

"It should be there."

Meng Chuan leaped forward, hovered at the rock face, and reached out to press his hand against it.

It was cold and hard to the touch, just like ordinary mountain rocks.

A thought stirred within him, and the Hunyuan Golden Bucket flew out from between his eyebrows, its mouth aimed at the rock wall, emitting a bright, clear light.

"break!"

Under the clear light, the rock wall rippled like water, gradually becoming transparent, revealing a deep cave entrance behind it, only wide enough for one person to pass through.

At the edge of the cave entrance, faint Dao patterns flowed, forming a simple yet profound concealment array.

Meng Chuan stepped inside!

The cave is only about ten feet square and about three feet high. The four walls of the cave are made of warm and smooth jade, which emits a soft light and illuminates the whole room.

In the center stands only a three-foot-high stone platform.

An object is placed horizontally on the platform.

It was a jade ruler, only a little over a foot long and two fingers wide, with its black and yellow colors blending and flowing together.

One side of the ruler is engraved with the sun, moon, and stars, while the other side is engraved with mountains and rivers. There are two ancient Taoist characters on the handle: Qiankun!

The jade ruler has no luster, yet it naturally exudes a vast and profound Daoist charm that measures heaven and earth and establishes the order of the universe.

Qiankun Ruler!

Meng Chuan took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and quickly stepped forward.

He did not reach out his hand rashly, but first bowed respectfully.

"Meng Chuan happened to pass by this place and sensed that the spiritual treasure was concealed, so he came to try his luck. If the treasure has a spirit, it is willing to travel with me through the primordial world and will surely live up to its innate name."

Only after he finished speaking did he reach out to touch the handle of the ruler.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the Qiankun Ruler—

"Wait a minute!"

A clear, indifferent voice, yet carrying an undeniable authority, came from outside the cave.

Meng Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively turned around!

Outside the cave entrance, three people were already standing in mid-air.

The leader had white hair and beard, a gaunt face, wore a simple gray robe, held a whisk in his hand, exuded a profound aura, and had a calm gaze, giving him the air of a hermit sage.

On the left is a middle-aged man wearing a jade crown and a dark yellow Taoist robe. He has an arrogant air about him looking down on all living beings. He is staring at the Qiankun Ruler with an undisguised burning desire in his eyes.

On the right is a young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a green robe with a sword hanging from it. His aura is sharp as a sword, and his expression is open and honest.

The three of them simply stood there, yet they seemed to merge with the Kunlun Mountains, their Daoist aura innate and their imposing presence as firm as a mountain!

Faced with the overwhelming pressure, Meng Chuan's throat went dry.

The Three Pure Ones!

Lao Tzu! The Primordial Beginning! The Heavenly Connection!

Pangu's primordial spirit split into three, and the future Heavenly Saint is right before his eyes.

"This treasure lies in Kunlun, and should belong to the true lineage of Pangu!"

When Yuanshi spoke, his voice was calm and confident.

His gaze fell on Meng Chuan: "Young friend, this treasure is not meant for you. You may leave."

Lao Tzu held a whisk in his hand, his eyes lowered, as if lost in thought, and did not speak.

Tongtian frowned: "Second brother, that's not right. This treasure is hidden in a remote cliff, concealed by an array. We've cultivated here for many years without noticing it, which means it's not meant for us."

He turned to Meng Chuan, his gaze frank: "Since this young friend was able to find this place and break the formation, he is a person of destiny! Fate determines opportunities, and forcing things is not good."

Yuanshi's face darkened: "Third brother! Kunlun is our sacred ground; every blade of grass and every tree belongs to the Three Pure Ones. How can we allow outsiders to covet it?"

"Second brother, what you say is incorrect!"

Tongtian shook his head. "A Daoist temple is a place for cultivation, not a private prison. Spiritual treasures possess spirits and choose their own masters. If what you two brothers say is true, then everything within the primordial world belongs to you and me, doesn't that mean all things belong to us? This is not the right path!"

Laozi raised his eyes, looked at the Qiankun Ruler, then at Meng Chuan, and lightly waved his whisk: "The matter of opportunity is mysterious and profound... What my third brother said is not without reason."

When Yuanshi saw that Laozi also favored Tongtian, his expression darkened further, but he did not argue any further.

He gave Meng Chuan a deep look, said nothing more, turned around, flicked his sleeve, and disappeared directly from the cave entrance.

Laozi nodded slightly to Tongtian and then departed.

For a moment, only Tongtian and Mengchuan remained at the scene.

Tongtian laughed heartily: "Young friend, there's no need to take it to heart. My second brother is just like that, valuing lineage and rules. Since you are the destined one, this treasure should rightfully belong to you. Take the treasure."

Meng Chuan composed himself and bowed solemnly to Tongtian: "Thank you for upholding justice, fellow Daoist! I have long heard that among the Three Pure Ones, Tongtian is the most upright and honorable, and seeing him today, I can confirm it is true."

Tongtian's smile deepened, and he waved his hand, "No need for formalities. Quickly retrieve the treasure, lest you miss this opportunity!"

Meng Chuan nodded, turned around, and reached out again to grasp the handle of the Qiankun Ruler.

This time there were no more obstacles.

The ruler trembled slightly, its body shimmering with a mysterious yellow light, and a wisp of sensation entered the mind—it had been initially refined!

He stored the Qiankun Ruler in his dantian, turned around to look at Tongtian, and showed a just-right hesitation on his face.

"Thanks to your fair judgment today, I was able to obtain the treasure. However..."

Meng Chuan hesitated for a moment.

"Just what? Please speak freely."

Tongtian spoke frankly.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi seems quite interested in this treasure."

Meng Chuan smiled wryly, "Although we've obtained a treasure today, if he's displeased because of it and follows me out of Kunlun, I'm afraid..."

The meaning was clear even before the words were fully spoken.

Tongtian raised an eyebrow: "Young friend, rest assured! My second brother values ​​his reputation above all else and is a true descendant of Pangu. How could he possibly commit murder and robbery? Since it has been decided, let's settle this matter here."

He paused briefly, then transmitted his voice again: "However, just in case, I'll give you a ride."

A great weight was lifted from Meng Chuan's heart, and his face showed gratitude: "Fellow Daoist's kindness will be forever remembered by Meng Chuan!"

Tongtian laughed and patted Meng Chuan on the shoulder: "Come on, I'll see you out of Kunlun."

Outside the cave, the Weak Water was silent, and the cliffs were still.

With a flick of his sleeve, a beam of clear light enveloped Meng Chuan, transforming into a rainbow that sped away towards the outskirts of Kunlun.

The journey was uneventful!

Tongtian only stopped his escape light after flying out of Kunlun and landing on a desolate mountain.

"Leave it here."

Tongtian said loudly, "The primordial world is vast; fellow Daoist, please take care of yourself. May we meet again someday!"

Meng Chuan bowed again: "I will never forget your kindness today. Take care, fellow Daoist."

After Tongtian nodded, his figure transformed into sword light and vanished into the sky in an instant.

Meng Chuan stood still, gazing in the direction Tong Tian had left. After a long while, he finally let out a slow breath.

During this journey, he obtained the Qiankun Ruler and formed a good relationship with Tongtian.

But this also thoroughly angered Yuanshi.

He looked down and gazed inward, where the Qiankun Ruler gently sank and floated in his dantian, its profound and yellow Daoist rhyme flowing.

Worth it!

Meng Chuan turned around and looked towards the southern wilderness.

It's time to go find the Golden Dragon Scissors!

Just then, he felt something and looked up at the sky.

A cold, authoritative voice, carrying a faint warning, entered his mind without warning:

"Young man, I'm giving you this magical treasure today for the sake of my third brother. But you will have to pay for this debt one day! Take care of yourself."

It is the voice of the beginning.

Meng Chuan remained calm, only slightly bowing towards Kunlun before turning into a golden-blue rainbow and heading south without looking back.

Amidst the vast sky and sea of ​​clouds.

Yuanshi stood with his hands behind his back, watching the receding light, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"How ungrateful!"

He whispered something, and his figure vanished.

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, Lao Tzu, holding a whisk, gazed at the churning sea of ​​clouds, his eyes deep and unfathomable, lost in thought.

Tongtian stood on the edge of the cliff, his green robe fluttering in the wind, and shook his head with a bitter smile:

"Second brother, oh second brother, why be so petty..."