Primordial Era: Even the Three Pure Ones have to obediently call me Second Uncle

The Heavenly Dao seemed so eager for Hong Yuan to merge with the Dao that it was practically begging for a response.

It was as if they were afraid Hong Yuan would regret it.

Upon seeing this, Hong Yuan couldn't help but smile slightly and chuckle.

However, he didn't say a word, but simply nodded gently and then slowly took a step forward.

With this step, his figure gradually became blurred.

Indistinctly, one could see that his figure seemed to be gradually merging with that mysterious silhouette.

In that instant, the entire vast and boundless primordial world trembled violently involuntarily!

This sudden tremor caused all living things in the primordial world to shudder, looking at each other in bewilderment, completely unaware of what had happened.

But they seemed to sense that something extremely important had happened in the world.

Even Yang Mei and other Hunyuan Golden Immortals were no exception.

One by one, bewildered, they began to deduce the secrets of heaven.

But no matter how they tried to deduce it, they still couldn't deduce anything; they only knew that this was an extremely important matter for the prehistoric world.

When these people realized they couldn't figure it out, they calmly gave up.

There was no sign of worry on his face.

It should be noted that there are not many people in the primordial world who can evade their predictions, but not only can they evade them, but it is also something that benefits the primordial world.

It's obvious who that is, even to a fool.

But I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Fellow Daoist Hongyuan has become estranged; he no longer seeks their help when there's work to be done.

Hong Yuan's true form, however, was quietly gazing into the void, savoring the joy of heaven and earth.

And absorbing the insights transmitted from outside oneself.

In the blink of an eye, Hong Yuan's cultivation level broke through from the fourth level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal to the fifth level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

It's even continuing to rise.

But all of this happened so quietly, without Hong Yuan revealing even the slightest hint of his presence.

Even Dawn and Pingpeng, who were standing right next to him, were completely unaware.

Hong Yuan was already close to breaking through, and because his external body was fused with the Heavenly Dao, all the laws and rules of the Heavenly Dao were completely absorbed into his external body without him having any defenses.

Hong Yuan's main body also gained a lot of insights, and his understanding of some of the Great Dao Laws that he had previously lagged behind on continued to rise.

Although the laws and rules of the Great Dao are not the same as the laws and rules of the Heavenly Dao that originated in the primordial world.

However, if we truly consider the strength of the Heavenly Dao now, it is still far superior to Hongyuan.

After all, no matter what, the Heavenly Dao is still a complete chaotic world, and it condenses the power of the laws of the entire primordial world.

It's not something that Hong Yuan alone can compare to.

Those strands of laws had already reached the level of a Primordial Taiji Golden Immortal.

Therefore, Hong Yuan is now like someone copying homework, constantly learning from the experience of the laws of Heaven to strengthen his own laws of the Great Dao.

And as his physical body merged with the Heavenly Dao.

Hong Yuan could even sense that the human way and the earth way were slowly awakening.

Of course, this will take some time.

After all, his physical body couldn't be instantly merged with the Heavenly Dao.

This will also take time, but it shouldn't take too long.

It is estimated that this will occur before the complete outbreak of the Dragon-Han Calamity.

Pingpeng carried Hongyuan on his back, but suddenly noticed that Hongyuan had stopped talking, so he asked curiously.

"Sir, why did you stop telling the story?"

Even Fuxiao, who was standing next to Pingpeng, looked at his master with some curiosity.

Actually, he was also a little itchy inside. Why did his master stop halfway through the story?

However, as a disciple, it was not appropriate for me to presume to ask.

But Pingpeng, with his single-mindedness, wouldn't think that far ahead.

Upon hearing this, Hong Yuan chuckled and said, "Alright, then I'll continue! By the way, where was I?"

Pingpeng's two heads immediately grinned, and without the slightest hesitation, he blurted out.

"Sir, you just mentioned a little girl, and she has a receding hairline!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Yuan immediately realized the truth.

"Now that I remember, I will continue."

"Once upon a time, in the chaos, there was a little girl who was formed from a wisp of turbid energy in the chaos. Therefore, she was also cursed by the Great Dao, which cursed her to become a bald man. What is a bald man? It means that there is no hair in the middle of your head, and there is even a dent in the flesh, making you look extremely strange and disgusting."

"That's why the little girl found a red hat and wore it, and thus she earned the famous title of 'Red Hat Ancestor'."

"But even though the Red-Hood Ancestor tried her best to conceal her bald patch, the ugly appearance she painstakingly hid was still discovered by the other ancestors. As a result, the Red-Hood Ancestor suffered endless contempt and ridicule from the other beings. Finally, one day, she could no longer bear it and directly controlled her Chaos Treasure—the Little Boy—to detonate it on the spot."

"On that day, all the beings who had mocked the Red-Hood Ancestor finally saw him reveal a long-lost smile before they died."

At this point, Hong Yuan paused, then asked meaningfully, "What have you learned from this story?"

Upon hearing this, Fuxiao, who was pulling the screen, immediately stood up straight and, after careful consideration, answered cautiously.

"Does Master want us to not underestimate others?!"

Hong Yuan sighed and shook his head slightly.

Upon seeing this scene, Fuxiao frowned immediately, recalling the story Hongyuan had just told him.

After pondering for a long time, I gave another answer.

"Does Master want us to know that background, fortune, and even birth are not important? Only those who survive to the end are the winners?"

Pingpeng was deeply moved when he heard Fuxiao's words.

As expected of the master's disciple, his words always hit the nail on the head.

Isn't Pingpeng a perfect example?

His background is flawed, his fortune is lacking, the only thing to praise is that he addressed the master as a fellow Daoist back then.

Back then, he was completely lost and confused, just an unknown little demon in the primordial world.

But what about him now?

But he's a Great Immortal!

He is the only guardian mountain god under his master's command. Don't underestimate him just because he is a minor mountain god. If he were to travel in the prehistoric world, everyone who sees him would respectfully call him Ancestor Pingpeng.

Even the Ancestral Dragon, the Primordial Phoenix, and the Qilin would probably have to call him a fellow Daoist!

To the surprise of both Fuxiao and Pingpeng, Hongyuan shook his head upon hearing Fuxiao's answer, and even sighed this time.

This sigh immediately stunned both of them.

Was his answer incorrect?

After thinking for a moment, he bowed directly to Hong Yuan.

"Your disciple is dull-witted and has no other insights. I hope that Master can give me some guidance!"