Primordial Era: From Primordial Human Race to Grand Luo Immortal

The fishing line shimmered in the sunlight as it gently dipped into the water, creating subtle ripples on the surface.

The bamboo pole swayed gently, creating ripples on the water's surface.

Fate's gaze faltered, and his heart leaped into his throat.

Fortunately, the water surface only rippled slightly, and no fish took the bait.

He was relieved; he had thought his predetermined fate had been broken once again.

"Old man, you seem quite worried. If you lose half your hair again this time, you'll look really ugly~" Ji Yuan said with a grin.

"Go fish, I'm not going to fail this time," Fate said fiercely, his eyes hardening.

Using his hair as thread, he could infuse it with the power of destiny, and this time, failure was absolutely impossible.

Destiny glanced at the sky and murmured to himself, "If this world hadn't fluctuated so much that it would have attracted Ji Yuan's attention, I would have been able to control this universe with the Destiny Threads long ago."

Ji Yuan glanced at Fate and said with a smile, "Old man, stop thinking about those things. Just learn fishing skills from me, and I'll make sure you have enough to eat in the future."

"Look at yourself now, you're as thin as a rake, your cheeks are sunken, your eyes are dull, and your forehead is dark. You look like you're about to starve to death."

"Once you learn my methods, you won't need to think about those crooked ways. You won't need to steal, rob, or backstab anyone. You'll be well-fed and watered. Isn't that wonderful?"

Destiny's eyes flickered. He felt as if Laozi was indirectly scolding him, but he couldn't figure it out when he tried to think about it. It was as if Laozi was shrouded in a fog, which affected his thinking.

The Great Dao of Destiny rippled slightly, as if trying to break free from something, before returning to silence under the suppression of a force.

Fate's gaze shifted, sensing something was wrong. Then, sensing nothing was amiss, it shook its head and looked back at the water, secretly channeling its power to guide Fate's trajectory toward its predetermined outcome.

"Hey, old man, where did you come from? I've been here for so long, and I've never heard of you before," Ji Yuan asked.

"Me? I come from a very far away place. I came here to escape. If I don't leave, I'll die there," Fate said with a chuckle.

Then his eyes darkened, as if he had recalled some unpleasant memories.

"What kind of terrifying place is this that we have to flee? I've been here for who knows how many years and I've never heard of such a place before," Ji Yuan said softly.

"Why do you care about all that? Just focus on your fishing. Don't worry, those disasters won't bother you, and even if they do, you'll die peacefully," Fate said slowly.

"It's good to die peacefully. What people fear most in this life is dying without knowing why, being used by others without realizing it, and even happily helping them count the money. That's the most foolish thing. It's better to die knowing the truth." Ji Yuan said, seemingly implying something.

"It's good that you're dead, it's wonderful that you're dead. Everyone dies, but I won't. Stop saying all that and go back to fishing. I'm ready to collect half of your hair." Fate seemed a little impatient.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. I didn't say anything to you. I'll just fish properly. I'm even planning to use half of your hair to make a new fishing line," Ji Yuan said with a smile, completely unconcerned about the harsh words from fate.

Time passes minute by minute.

In the blink of an eye, countless years have passed. As the autumn wind blew blew, Ji Yuan shivered.

"Ah~ I'm a little hungry, old man, would you like something to eat?" Ji Yuan asked with a grin.

"I won't eat it. You can eat it if you want," Fate said coldly.

"Okay~" Ji Yuan smiled happily.

I took out the fish basket next to me, and there was a black and white fish jumping around inside. After all these years, it showed no signs of dying and seemed to be feeding on the air.

Setting the fish aside, Ji Yuan slowly stood up. Beside this fishpond were many bamboo groves.

He casually broke off a tender bamboo stalk, gathered some firewood beside the bamboo grove, and then returned to the bamboo pole.

The firewood was lit, and the black and white fish were pierced directly through the bamboo and roasted over the fire.

Fate looked at Ji Yuan indifferently, deep in thought. He had always felt that this world was strange.

If Laozi has been fishing all this time, how has he been able to cultivate the Great Dao again? You have to know that there hasn't been a single fluctuation in the Great Dao over the years, which means that Laozi hasn't been cultivating at all.

Or is this really how one cultivates the Way of Non-Action?
Fate was perplexing, but he didn't know where the problem lay.

There seemed to be a layer of mist surrounding Laozi.

"Could this be a backup plan left by Ji Yuan? To prevent problems from arising at the Supreme Lord Laozi's place?" Fate couldn't help but think.

His clone left on the Western Continent suddenly moved, its divine sense sweeping across the entire Western Continent, and immediately saw Qi Tian drinking and eating meat.

Then his gaze shifted, and he looked at the tribulations he had left behind, which now numbered only thirty.

Fate's heart skipped a beat: "This damned monkey has become even more outrageous after severing his inner demons. No wonder Ji Yuan has been cultivating him for so long."

The last clone suddenly leaped and flew towards the direction of the Tongtian Jianmu tree, where Ji Yuan was located in the central palace.

His clone didn't dare get too close, only sending away a wisp of its aura, which was then obliterated not far from the palace, before he could finally relax.

Ji Yuan is still cultivating in this palace.

Then everything will be fine, and I can use some methods to torment Laozi properly.

The avatar of fate flew back to the Western Continent and lay dormant once more.

The gaze of fate returned to the fishpond, looking at the firewood, and with a flick of its finger, the fire was extinguished.

"Huh?" Ji Yuan glanced at Fate imperceptibly, then bent down to examine the firewood. "How did it go out?"

He then reached out to try and start a fire with the flint and steel, but he couldn't get it to ignite, as if the firewood was inherently incapable of being lit.

"What on earth is going on? How strange! Could it be that I have offended the God of Firewood?"

Ji Yuan muttered to himself and pretended to bow respectfully to the firewood several times.

He was muttering to himself, "God of Firewood, God of Firewood, please don't be angry. Today, this old man just wanted to grill a fish to eat. I was so hungry. Next time, I will definitely make a sacrifice for you. Please give me face, God of Firewood."

Ji Yuan tried to light it again, but it still wouldn't ignite.

Gradually, his eyes grew impatient, and he shouted, "What kind of trash god are you? I'm not worshipping you anymore, you dead wood god!"

You picked up your flints and slammed them hard onto the firewood. Somehow, the two flints collided, and one of them flew out and struck Fate in the eye. "Ouch!" Fate cried out in pain. This blow really hurt him; it was the most painful he had ever experienced, a pain beyond words.

"Oh? Oh! Old man, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect to hit you on the head. I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry." Ji Yuan apologized quickly.

However, he didn't check the situation, but instead ran to the pile of firewood and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, how did I manage to light it? Now I can grill fish again!"

Ji Yuan picked up the half-cooked fish and put it back on the fire to roast, completely ignoring the fish's still groaning fate.

There was no time to think about fate at that moment. The excruciating pain of the stone hitting his eye filled his entire body, as if his whole body was in pain and about to explode at any moment.

He quickly and carefully mobilized his strength to begin repairing the damaged area.

At the same time, he felt even more strange. He was only now realizing the rules of this world: being injured would increase the pain by hundreds of millions of times.

If it had been any other being that had been hit by that rock, they might have died instantly from the pain. Would they even have had time to heal here?
Before fate could fully heal his injuries, he smelled an indescribable fragrance.

The aroma didn't arouse his appetite, but rather the desire of his Dao. It was as if his Dao was extremely eager for this fish, as if swallowing it would allow him to leap to another level.

"What's going on here?" Fate was filled with confusion.

However, he forcibly suppressed this desire and began to explore the true secrets of this world.

He realized that he had underestimated the world. It was not as simple as he had thought; the rules governing it were very strange.

As the threads of fate spread, they quickly seeped into the core rules of this world, and fate began to examine them closely.

The more they examined his expression, the stranger it became; it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad, a strange expression appeared on his face.

Why are the rules of this world so strange?

Fate asked itself, and it had never seen such strange rules. It had also spied on the fates of many people, and on many people who created their own worlds and reincarnated within them.

But none of those worlds are as strange as this one.

This world not only amplifies pain, but also has a very strange point: all things in heaven and earth, all living beings, are manifestations of the Dao, the creator of this world.

To devour all of this is to devour everything of the creator of this world, including his existence, his Dao, all his insights, and all his life experiences. Everything here will become a gift from the devourer.

It devoured this world, which is equivalent to devouring everything of a Grand Luo Immortal.

Fate's expression grew even stranger. Why did such a world evolve? It was too illogical. What if someone invaded this world?
Then, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had understood something.

"This world seems to be inaccessible to them. They transform everything into the world itself, which is the way to cultivate the Dao. This is the best way to maintain their purity and then slowly comprehend the Great Dao."

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is. What a brilliant tactic, what a brilliant tactic. It's a pity that they're all going to end up in my hands."

Fate laughed inwardly, already planning to devour the core of this world and seize the Great Dao of Laozi.

You should know that Laozi was the person he feared most besides Ji Yuan.

Fate suddenly laughed, ran to Ji Yuan's side, and said with a grin, "Old man, can I have a bite too?"

He had already realized that this fish represented the Taiji Dao of Laozi, which was why it was black and white.

Ji Yuan glanced at Fate and said indifferently, "Here, have some."

"Good, good, you're not bad, old man." Fate smiled and reached out to take it.

"I was just kidding! You said you weren't going to eat it anymore, but you still want more. How can you break your promise?" Ji Yuan swallowed the fish whole.

"Ah, this feels so good. After taking this bite, I feel like I could catch a 100-pound fish."

Patting his belly, Ji Yuan walked to his fishing spot.

Fate's face darkened. He truly hadn't expected that this seemingly upright and proper Laozi would be such a shameless old man in private.

However, it didn't matter that he didn't get to eat that fish. Everything here was edible. But he guessed that the true manifestation of the Great Dao was the fish in this pond, which was why Laozi had been fishing here all this time.

Suddenly, he felt that it didn't matter whether he had hair or not, as long as Laozi could catch fish and he could eat them.

Or you could go fishing yourself.

Destiny quickly broke off a bamboo stalk from the side and ran to Ji Yuan's side, saying, "Old man, you can fish, and I can fish too, right? Why don't we have a competition to see who catches more?"

Ji Yuan glanced at Fate and said indifferently, "This is my fishpond. I will never let you fish here. Only I can fish here. Besides, how could a novice like you possibly catch any fish? You are not worthy of fishing in my pond at all."

After saying that, he waved his hand dismissively, as if staying there would affect his fate.

"You!" Fate's expression turned somewhat ugly, and he continued, "What do you want in return for letting me go fishing?"

Only then did Ji Yuan turn his head and say softly, "Then you must exchange it for your precious possession."

After saying that, he chuckled, which made him seem rather lewd.

Fate revealed a knowing look: "Alright, tell me what you want?"

Ji Yuan smiled and said, "Since you want my Great Dao, then you'll have to use your Great Dao as a wager."

These words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, startling Fate. Had he been discovered? When?
His gaze turned cold: "When did you find out about me?"

Ji Yuan looked at Destiny suspiciously and asked doubtfully, "What are you talking about? This fishpond has always been a manifestation of the Great Dao. Otherwise, why would I be fishing here? Are you stupid?"

Fate's expression suddenly froze. This statement seemed to make a lot of sense; otherwise, why would Laozi have been fishing here ever since he arrived?

He may have no memory of it, but instinct drives him to fish here, seeking his own path to enlightenment.

Fate nodded firmly: "Then I'll trade my principles for yours!"

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(End of this chapter)