Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 99 Red Clouds Enter Tribulation (Fourth Update)

At the summit of Skull Mountain, inside the Yuandao Palace.

As the purple-gold jade ruyi completely merged with the aura of the Daoist temple, the aura of the entire immortal mountain also became more stable and profound.

Ma Yuan stood with his hands behind his back in front of the palace, feeling the newly renovated Skull Mountain.

The temple is now complete, and the disciples are settled.

It's time to make deeper plans for my future.

He entrusted all matters, both large and small, inside and outside the temple to his disciples and attendants.

Having finished explaining, Ma Yuan no longer hesitated.

With one step, his figure disappeared outside the Yuandao Palace.

They returned to that most secluded and quiet meditation room.

The stone gate slowly closed with a loud rumble, completely isolating the inner and outer secrets of heaven.

Inside the quiet room, Ma Yuan sat cross-legged, his mind completely calmed.

This trip was full of opportunities and yielded great results.

However, this also left considerable hidden dangers in his newly established Four Symbols Dao Foundation.

He looked inward at himself, and within his Purple Mansion Sea of ​​Consciousness, the radiance of the Taiyi Dao Fruit flowed.

It represents the Daoist principles of the three elements of water, fire, and metal, all of which are perfectly harmonious and endlessly regenerating.

Only the Xuanhuang Qi, representing the Earth element, appeared somewhat dim and weak at this moment.

"In the end, it's just a rootless duckweed," Ma Yuan sighed softly.

He knew that tens of thousands of years of cultivation and combat had already depleted most of the innate earth essence he had borrowed from Shi Ji.

If not replenished in time, the hard-won balance of the four elements risks collapsing again.

This matter is of paramount importance, concerning the very foundation of one's own path, and cannot be neglected in the slightest.

Moreover, the insights gained from this journey, whether it be the wisp of divine energy or the many battles and discussions, all require a long time to digest and absorb.

Once this thought was made, Ma Yuan no longer hesitated.

Immediately, he transmitted his voice to Shi Ji and began that tedious yet profound discussion on dual cultivation once again.

……

When Skull Mountain, isolated by the Great Array of Cause and Effect, once again entered into an eternal tranquility.

The primordial continent, at its southwestern border.

It is home to a majestic and beautiful mountain, imbued with a mystical aura.

This is Longevity Hill.

At this moment, inside the Wuzhuang Temple atop the mountain.

A debate concerning two powerful beings from the primordial era has come to an end.

Beneath a towering, ten-thousand-foot-tall tree within the temple, its shape resembling a coiled dragon, and the faint image of an infant appearing on its branches and leaves, lies a primordial spiritual root.

Two figures sat facing each other.

One of them was dressed in an earth-yellow Bagua Taoist robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, with an ancient face and a gentle and kind temperament.

It was Zhen Yuanzi, the master of Wuzhuang Temple, who was of the same rank as the world's ruler and the ancestor of earth immortals.

The other was dressed in a bright red Taoist robe, with a kind face and a gentle smile that always graced his lips.

It was none other than the Old Ancestor Hongyun, who had obtained the last wisp of primordial purple energy from the Zixiao Palace.

Since the distribution of treasures at Zixiao Palace, Hongyun knew that possessing such a treasure was a crime, and he had already become the target of everyone's hatred in the eyes of the countless powerful beings in the prehistoric world.

He immediately sought refuge in the temple of his close friend.

Zhen Yuanzi immediately activated the supreme treasure, the Earth Book, which was formed from the membrane of the primordial earth, and set up the "Earth-borne Kunyuan Great Array".

This formation draws upon the power of the primordial earth veins as its foundation, transforming the entire Longevity Mountain into an indestructible absolute domain.

Once this formation was activated, the entire Longevity Mountain became one with the primordial land.

The earth's energy flows, endlessly regenerating. And it is precisely because of this that tens of thousands of years have passed.

In the primordial world, although countless powerful beings coveted the Primordial Purple Qi, none of them dared to easily come and offend it.

After all, Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi are both quasi-saints who can occupy the first row of seats in Zixiao Palace. How could they be so easy to manipulate?
However, prolonged peace is most likely to erode people's vigilance.

"Brother Dao, why do you have to advise me like this?"

Hongyun looked at her close friend, who had a worried expression on his face, and smiled freely.

“I have bothered you here for tens of thousands of years. If I continue to cower like this, how am I any different from a bird in a cage?”

We cultivators seek only to attain the Dao of Primordial Chaos and roam freely between heaven and earth. How can we be deterred by a few risks?

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi sighed heavily, his voice filled with worry.

"Fellow Daoist! You should know that the primordial world is now rife with hidden dangers, all because of that wisp of Primordial Purple Qi of yours. It is no longer as pure as it once was!"

"You obtained this last wisp of Primordial Purple Qi in Zixiao Palace, which seems like a great opportunity, but in reality you put yourself in a precarious position!"

That demonic master Kunpeng, consumed by resentment at losing his position, already harbors a deep hatred for you. How could he possibly let you go so easily?

However, faced with Zhen Yuanzi's earnest advice...

Hongyun's face, however, remained calm and composed.

It is unknown when it began, but his originally cautious and detached Daoist heart underwent a subtle change during these tens of thousands of years of seemingly peaceful cultivation.

What began as caution gradually transformed into a strange sense of confidence.

He always felt that as long as he could leave Wuzhuang Temple and travel around in this primordial world, he would be able to find that elusive opportunity to become a saint.

"Brother, you are overthinking it."

Hongyun waved her hand and said confidently:

"Throughout my life, I, Hongyun, have been kind to everyone and have made friends all over the world. There are countless powerful people who have benefited from my kindness. I don't think they would really want to kill me."

He paused, and then exuded a powerful aura befitting a quasi-saint.

"Moreover, after tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation, I have successfully severed one of my corpses. Looking across the entire prehistoric world, there are very few people who can surpass me."

He then flipped his palm over, and a cluster of red clouds, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, slowly appeared in his palm.

"My true form is the first red cloud in the world, formless and shapeless, gathering and dispersing at will. My 'Red Cloud Escape Technique' is among the best of the many life-saving supernatural abilities in the primordial world."

"Even if they really intend to attack me, if I can't defeat them, surely I can outrun them?"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at his close friend, who seemed somewhat different from before.

The unease in my heart grew stronger.

He always felt that Hongyun, though still the same easygoing person she always was.

However, his Dao heart seemed to have been covered with a thin layer of dust without him realizing it.

He opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him again.

"Fellow Daoist, the heavenly secrets are chaotic, and the aura of calamity pervades. This matter requires careful consideration..."

However, Hongyun waved her hand and stood up from the futon.

"I appreciate your kind offer, fellow Daoist."

He solemnly bowed to Zhen Yuanzi, his voice filled with sincerity.

"Over the years, I am grateful for your protection, fellow Daoist. However, after tens of thousands of years of painstakingly comprehending the wisp of purple energy bestowed by the Dao Ancestor, I have ultimately gained nothing. It seems that the opportunity to become a saint cannot be obtained by simply sitting in meditation."

This humble Taoist priest always felt that one must enter the world and wander among the mortal realms to find even a glimmer of divine secrets.

"Today, this humble Taoist priest should take his leave."

Having said that, he no longer hesitated.

With a flicker, he transformed into a streak of crimson light, instantly passing through the Earthly Kunyuan Grand Array and disappearing into the horizon.

Only that carefree and confident laughter remained, echoing for a long time above Wuzhuang Temple.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist! Once I find the opportunity to become a saint, we will meet again under this ginseng fruit tree and enjoy wine and conversation!"

(End of this chapter)