The Primordial Era: Starting from Being Forced to Become an Apprentice of the Three Pure Ones

Currently, there are still three thousand years until the third sermon at Zixiao Palace.

During this period, although the situation in the prehistoric world was not as catastrophic as the later war between the Lich King and the Demon King, there were still undercurrents.

The most notable calamity was the destruction of the Celestial Court.

In such turbulent times, returning to the Kunlun Mountain Taoist temple for quiet meditation was undoubtedly the wisest choice for Taibai.

Moreover, he has gained a great deal from his travels and needs a period of peace to process the opportunities he has encountered.

In particular, he carefully kept that strange stone containing the energy of Geng metal.

During this period, he needs to separate a wisp of his own essence and use it as a foundation to refine an avatar that can exist independently.

If this body is perfected, whether it is used to explore dangerous places, comprehend unorthodox paths, or face future tribulations, it will be a brilliant move.

Returning to Kunlun and completing this task under the protection of his superiors was a perfect combination of favorable timing, location, and people.

If this matter succeeds, not only will he be able to use the incarnation to cultivate and give back to himself, but he will also be able to reduce his own unstable origin.

However, just as the Three Pure Ones and Taibai passed through the protective mountain formation and arrived at the gate of Kunlun Mountain, a guest suddenly arrived from afar.

Swish!

A figure dressed in a magnificent purple-gold robe and wearing a hibiscus crown approached from afar.

"My three fellow Daoists, it has been a long time since we last met. Your cultivation has become even more advanced, truly unfathomable, which I greatly admire."

Dongwanggong faced the direction of the Three Pure Ones, maintaining his composure, and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

However, the three purifications showed little reaction:

Taiqing Laozi's expression was indifferent, as if he were wandering in the heavens;

Tongtian narrowed his eyes slightly, completely indifferent.

Only Yuanshi remained unmoved, nodding slightly in the direction of Dongwanggong as a return greeting.

"May I ask what brings you to Kunlun, my friend?"

Seeing that someone had finally responded, Dongwanggong's spirits lifted. He immediately stepped forward, deliberately feigning worry on his face, and said loudly:

"I am fortunate to have been granted the authority of the male immortals of the primordial world by the grace of the Dao Ancestor. However, the Demon Court is nothing but a wretched creature, born from eggs and covered in fur and horns. They disregard the will of Heaven, and if this continues, what will become of the moral order of the primordial world? Therefore, I beseech the three of you to lend my immortal court a hand and eradicate the Demon Court!"

All the great beings of the primordial world know that Yuqing Yuanshi values ​​lineage most and dislikes demon races.

The words of the Eastern King Duke were exactly what Yuanshi wanted, and he intended to win the support of the Three Pure Ones.

However, the Eastern King Duke misunderstood this time.

Yuanshi disliked the demon race, not because of their origins, but because he hated their lack of virtue, their ferocity and bloodlust, and their entanglement in karma.

He may not be close to those who are good-natured but are different, but he also doesn't hate them, and he certainly won't condemn them all just because of their background.

Therefore, faced with the Eastern King's clearly stated intentions, Yuanshi's expression remained unchanged; he merely shook his head calmly, his voice carrying a sense of detachment.

"What we Three Pure Ones seek is nothing more than the true essence of the Great Dao. The various conflicts of the primordial world are not something we wish to get involved in. Fellow Daoist, please return."

Upon hearing this, the Eastern King's expression stiffened slightly.

His gaze swept over the indifferent Taiqing, then over the mocking Tongtian, and his heart sank.

It seems that this attempt to win over the Three Pure Ones has completely failed.

However, he did not give up.

His gaze lingered on the Three Pure Ones for a moment before finally settling on Taibai, who stood to the side.

"Since that's the case, I won't insist. However, this young man has an extraordinary bearing and remarkable talent. He must be a worthy disciple of the three of you. Since this is our first meeting, I haven't prepared a generous gift. This mere Nine-Aperture Clear Mind Mist Fruit is just a token of our greeting."

Dong Wanggong forced a smile, flicked his sleeves, and a spirit fruit floated lightly towards Taibai.

Its fruity fragrance is refreshing and invigorating, instantly clearing the mind and spirit; it is clearly a rare, top-grade innate spiritual fruit.

Taibai accepted the spiritual fruit; it was warm to the touch and exuded a powerful spiritual energy.

With a respectful expression, he bowed deeply in the direction of the Eastern King Duke:

"Junior Taibai, I thank Senior Dongwanggong for bestowing this treasure with great kindness."

"Haha, it's alright! A few spiritual items are something my Purple Mansion Immortal Court can offer. If you have some free time in your cultivation in the future, you might as well come and visit my Penglai Immortal Island."

The Eastern King laughed loudly, appearing quite generous, but his tone carried a hint of seduction.

In recent days, the Demon Court has been making frequent moves, which Dong Wanggong believes means that the Demon Court is about to take action against him.

As long as Taibai steps into the Celestial Court, he can make Taibai stay in the Celestial Court.

If the demon court attacks in a few days, how could the Three Pure Ones, concerned for the safety of their disciples, sit idly by?

This is a roundabout strategy, and also a calculated move made out of desperation.

However, his undisguised attempts to win him over had barely ended when...

Clang!

A clear, resonant sword cry rang out instantly. Tongtian's face turned icy cold, and his eyes blazed with murderous intent.

Although Yuanshi and Taiqing had not yet made a move, their eyes were already gleaming with a chilling light.

Taibai was even more stunned. He hadn't expected that the Eastern King Duke would do something so obvious; it was truly foolish.

Suddenly, Tongtian's body erupted with sword energy, and he thrust out his Qingping Sword, aiming fiercely at Dongwanggong.

Although Dongwanggong's cultivation was far inferior to Tongtian's, he was still a quasi-saint and his reaction was extremely fast.

Faced with that terrifying sword strike, his left hand wielded the Pure Yang Sword, and his right hand held the Dragon Head Cane, both of which appeared simultaneously in front of his chest.

"Clang!" The sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding space.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, what is the meaning of this? I sincerely invited you, merely to invite my esteemed disciple to visit the Celestial Court. Your arrogant and unruly behavior will surely tarnish the reputation of the true lineage of Pangu!"

His words seemed to be a question to the heavens, but his intention was to use the "reputation of the Three Pure Ones" as leverage, hoping that these two would speak out to stop him.

He knew all too well that he could not withstand the wrath of the Heavenly Emperor on his own.

However, to his dismay, Taiqing and Yuanshi showed no intention of interfering.

On the contrary, Tongtian, upon hearing Dongwanggong's words, did not get angry but laughed, his eyes filled with even more killing intent.

"You dare to scheme against my disciple and still bark like that!"

The light of the Qingping Sword in his hand intensified, the sword energy surged several times over, and his attacks became increasingly ruthless.

Suddenly, Tongtian seized the opportunity, waved his right hand, and Yuanshi's jade ruyi shot out, striking Dongwanggong directly.

With a muffled thud, Dongwanggong felt his stomach churning and his body fell uncontrollably from the clouds.

Li Bai, who was watching from the sidelines, was dumbfounded by what he saw.

This was the first time he had witnessed a battle between quasi-saints, although neither side was going all out.

But the power of heaven and earth and the disturbance of the laws that it stirred up were enough to shake his mind.

"Lord Dongwang, if you dare to harbor any further thoughts towards my disciple, I will surely uproot your celestial court!"

The voice that reached the heavens was icy cold, each word like a sword.

Dong Wanggong could barely stand, his chest heaving violently, his breathing heavy, clearly indicating that he was seriously injured.

At that moment, Taibai knew it was time for him to make his move.

He composed himself and took a step forward with a calm and steady demeanor.

This step, however, caused the Three Pure Ones, who were observing quietly from behind, to frown slightly, wondering what this disciple intended to do.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior, but I need to focus on comprehending the great path of our sect and have no intention of leaving the mountains for a long journey. I appreciate your hospitality."

"I have another word to say, which comes from the bottom of my heart, as a way of repaying the debt of gratitude for the gift you gave me. The Demon Court is determined to rule the prehistoric world. How can we allow others to sleep soundly beside our bed? Now the Demon Court has at least five Quasi-Saints. I hope you will take heed."

Upon hearing this, Sanqing's brows relaxed instantly, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

This response clearly and thoroughly illustrates the current power structure of the prehistoric world and the precarious situation of the Eastern King.

"Hmph! Since that's the case, I won't bother you any longer!"

The Eastern King was clearly deeply entangled in the illusion of calamity, his mind clouded, and he could not heed these sober words.

With a cold snort, he angrily swept his sleeves and transformed into a streak of pure yang light, riding away on the clouds.

In contrast, Taibai stood alone outside the mountain gate, gazing in the direction where the Eastern King Duke had departed, remaining silent for a long time.

Alas, it's hard to reason with a damned devil.

He composed himself, turned to face the three teachers who stood as still as mountains, and respectfully bowed:

"My three teachers, I will return to the palace first to reflect on what I have learned and then quietly cultivate myself."

The Three Pure Ones nodded slightly, their eyes showing approval.

Without further delay, Taibai transformed into a streak of pure, ethereal light and headed straight for Taibai Palace.

A moment later, Taibai sat cross-legged on the cloud bed in the center of the quiet room, isolating himself from the outside world.

He took out the gold stone he had obtained earlier at Shangqing Peak from his storage bag.