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

Inside Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Leader was meditating on a futon.

As the leader of the Jie Sect and a sage of the Heavenly Dao, he usually spent most of his time in seclusion to comprehend the Dao and rarely concerned himself with worldly affairs.

Although the Investiture of the Gods calamity had begun, he always adhered to the principle of "education for all" and was unwilling to interfere too much with the choices of his disciples.

However, today, he opened his eyes, which was unusual for him.

He had just received a message—

The Vice Leader of the Chan Sect, Daoist Randeng, led four masters—Immortal Antarctic, True Man of Crossing Calamity, Master Yunzhong, and Master Guangcheng—to Chaoge City to demand justice. However, the five of them joined forces but were utterly defeated by the Imperial Tutor of the Great Shang Dynasty.

Prior to this, Master Puxian was killed on the spot, and even his primordial spirit was unable to escape!

The message was sent by Daoist Duobao, whose tone was clearly one of shock.

"Teacher, that Imperial Tutor of the Great Shang Dynasty is named Meng Chuan, and his cultivation is unfathomable. He took away all twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls from Uncle Ran Deng, and also stole Uncle Du E's Golden Pagoda. He even stomped Uncle Nanji into the ground... After hearing about this, I feel that this name sounds familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere before..."

The Tongtian Sect Leader frowned.

Meng Chuan?

Several months ago, a mysterious young man appeared out of thin air in his Biyou Palace and stood in front of him, and he, the Heavenly Dao Saint, was completely unaware of it! The man was wearing a blue Daoist robe, had a young face, and a restrained aura, looking just like an ordinary mortal cultivator.

But the Tongtian Sect Leader knew very well that a cultivator who could appear silently before a saint could not possibly be an ordinary person.

At that moment, a strong sense of unease arose in his heart, and he was about to question the young man when the young man spoke first, introducing himself as "Meng Chuan" and saying that he was just passing by.

Before he could react, the other person had already left.

Afterwards, the Tongtian Sect Leader tried to deduce the man's origins, but found that the secrets of heaven were in complete chaos and he could not calculate anything.

He was wary, so he kept the matter quiet for the time being and didn't tell anyone.

Unexpectedly, I heard that name again today.

"Meng Chuan..."

The Master of the Heavenly Sect murmured the name, his eyes gleaming.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his right hand and lightly drew a line in the air with his index finger.

A tiny spatial rift appeared before him, the other end of which connected to the Jade Void Palace of Kunlun Mountain.

He spoke, his voice carrying through the crack: "Second brother, are you there?"

A moment later, the voice of Yuanshi Tianzun came from the crack, tinged with indifference: "Junior Brother Tongtian, what is it?"

"Second brother," the Tongtian Sect Leader carefully considered his words, "I have something to say to you about that Imperial Tutor of the Great Shang Dynasty, Meng Chuan."

"Oh?" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice carried a hint of disdain. "You've heard about it too? That cultivator is indeed quite capable. Randeng and the others underestimated him and were careless, which is why they were defeated by him."

"No, second brother, that's not what I meant."

The Tongtian Sect Leader's tone became more serious, "What I want to say is—that Meng Chuan is not simple."

"not simple?"

Yuanshi chuckled lightly. "No matter how extraordinary he is, he's at most a peak Quasi-Saint. Third Brother, you don't actually think he can threaten a Saint, do you?"

"Second brother—"

Tongtian wanted to say something more, but Yuanshi interrupted him directly, "Alright, Third Brother."

Yuanshi's tone carried a hint of impatience, "Your second brother, I, lead the Chan Sect and am ranked among the Heavenly Saints—do you think I'd be afraid of some nobody who just popped up out of nowhere?"

After speaking, Yuanshi ignored Tongtian, even showing some displeasure. He was Yuanshi Tianzun, a Heavenly Dao Saint, the true descendant of Pangu, and one of the supreme beings who had existed since the creation of the world.

Is some mere cultivator who appeared out of nowhere worthy of his fear?

"Light the lamp."

He called out.

The Taoist Ran Deng hurriedly entered from outside the hall, bowing respectfully: "What are your instructions, Master?"

"Prepare the vehicle."

Yuanshi Tianzun stood up from his cloud bed and said in a calm tone, "I will personally go to Chaoge."

Daoist Ran Deng was startled: "Master is going to take action personally? Isn't this... a bit of an overreaction?"

"Making a mountain out of a molehill?"

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at him, his gaze carrying a hint of coldness. "That cultivator killed my Chan Sect's Golden Immortal, stole your Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, and humiliated my Chan Sect's reputation—if I don't take action, the world will think that my Chan Sect has no one left."

Daoist Ran Deng dared not say another word and quickly bowed and withdrew, saying, "This disciple will go and make preparations immediately."

A moment later, a vast purple aura rose from the Jade Void Palace. The purple aura stretched for thirty thousand miles, piercing through the clouds and illuminating the entire Kunlun Mountains.

Countless cultivators in the mountains looked up, their faces filled with awe.

That was the aura of a saint.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable has emerged from the mountain.

……

Chaoge City.

As always, Meng Chuan was sitting in the Imperial Garden drinking tea.

The weather is lovely today; the sun is warm, a gentle breeze is blowing, and the osmanthus flowers in the garden are in bloom, filling the air with their fragrance.

Daji sat to the side, brewing tea for him.

After spending this time together, she had completely let down her guard against Meng Chuan.

Although this imperial tutor was mysterious and unpredictable, he had no ill intentions towards her or Emperor Xin; on the contrary, he helped them on several occasions.

"Imperial Tutor," Daji asked as she brewed tea, "you've caused such a huge scene this time, I'm afraid the Chan Sect won't let it go easily, will they?" "Perhaps... but so what?"

Meng Chuan spoke indifferently, as if he didn't take the Chan Sect seriously at all.

Daji was quite frightened by Meng Chuan's "it doesn't matter" attitude. After all, that was the Chan Sect!

The vice-leader was only a quasi-saint, but the leader was a renowned Heavenly Saint!

Meng Chuan seemed to understand Daji's thoughts, but his tone remained calm. "Next, the saint of the Chan Sect will probably take action in person."

"A saint...a saint?"

Daji's hand trembled, and she almost spilled the tea.

"Um."

Meng Chuan's expression remained calm.

Daji took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down: "Imperial Tutor... are you confident?"

Meng Chuan glanced at her and smiled. "What do you think?"

Looking into his calm, still eyes, Daji's unease inexplicably dissipated. She couldn't explain why, but she always felt that this imperial tutor seemed to have never taken anything seriously.

Including those lofty "saints".

Just then, Meng Chuan suddenly put down his teacup.

His gaze turned eastward, and a slight movement appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Speak of the devil, and he shall appear."

Daji was taken aback: "What?"

Meng Chuan stood up and stretched: "We have guests. I'll go greet them."

After saying that, he disappeared from the spot.