141: How could the Dao Ancestor deceive people?

In the Chaos, within Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun, who sat withered on the Prayer Mat waiting for the next day of preaching, opened his eyes for the first time in a long while.

This startled the two little attendants who were dozing off on either side.

It was not yet time for the sermon; why did the Master wake up suddenly?

Surely he was not going to punish them for being lazy and not Cultivating hard enough?

But then, they saw a faint smile on their Master's usually calm face.

The two let out a sigh of relief; at least they were not getting punished.

However, they could not help but speculate about what could make their Master's mood ripple after such a long time.

"I guess the Master's cultivation has improved again."

"That is not right. The Master's cultivation is always improving, and it has not been like this before. I guess it has to do with those two Seniors."

The two were making small bets below.

At this moment, their Master turned his head slightly, and the two little ones immediately became obedient.

Gossiping about their Master behind his back and getting caught on the spot made them very afraid.

Don't be fooled by the Master's usual appearance of having nothing to do; in reality, he was always watching certain existences within the Chaos.

From time to time, he would release some Qi, attracting some unknown existences, and then annihilate them with divine thunder.

Afterwards, he would toss it away casually, which might become a great Opportunity in the Primordial World.

Ignoring the curiosity of the two little attendants, Hongjun withdrew his gaze and let it fall upon the Primordial World once more.

That was right; he had indeed felt a change occur just now.

"It seems that those two Fellow Daoists have succeeded!"

This feeling was similar to the reaction of the Heavenly Dao when he had found the Heavenly Dao Prayer Mat and realized the Dao of Beheading the Three Corpses.

The two people involved might not have noticed it yet.

But this time, watching from the perspective of a bystander, he could see it clearly.

Just when the Heavenly Dao was impatient and ready to welcome that new Dao path.

It was suddenly stood up.

This left even Hongjun feeling a bit puzzled.

"Since they can achieve Dao validation, why stop at that final step?"

Hongjun could not help but take out the creation jade plate to deduce the situation.

Understanding the reason, Hongjun sighed slightly.

One had to say, this Fellow Daoist was quite cautious.

No, this should be called prudent.

Thinking that he already owed them some Karma, it was a good time to repay it.

Moreover, it was time for him to go see the rebirth of those two Fellow Daoists.

The celestial light around Hongjun dimmed instantly, and he prepared to leave Zixiao Palace directly.

But some arrangements still needed to be made.

Besides the fact that Zixiao Palace would be completely hidden in the Chaos during his absence.

There was also...

Hongjun took out a slender branch from his hand; its leaves were sparse, and most had already fallen off.

However, the certain familiar Law power contained within it was something he would not forget.

"I have kept this item for a long time."

"Fellow Daoist, it is time for you to come and see me."

He had once tried to use this branch to probe and summon the other party.

But the other party simply refused to appear.

This meant that the other party still held some grudges against him.

But they were just small misunderstandings; was it really necessary to hold a grudge for such a long time?

Besides, as the Dao Ancestor of the Primordial World, how could he scam anyone?

Surely not.

Probably.

Maybe.

He summoned the two gatekeeping attendants and instructed them:

"I am going to the Primordial World for a trip, you two stay here and guard the palace."

Haotian and Yaochi were surprised; their Master had been a shut-in for so long, and this was the first time he was going out.

It was just a pity that he was not taking them along.

They had thought they could follow the Master to the Primordial World and wreak havoc.

They would handle the noise, and the Master would handle the killing.

But the two still respectfully said: "We obey the Master's decree."

Hongjun nodded and handed the branch to the two of them.

"While I am away, you two must guard this branch well."

"Remember, do not let any unknown existences break in."

Haotian and Yaochi nodded solemnly, "Please rest assured, Master, we will definitely complete the task."

This was Zixiao Palace, the dignified Saint's dojo; who in the Primordial World would dare to be presumptuous here?

It could be said to be the safest place in the Primordial World.

Hongjun nodded slightly, then flicked his whisk and disappeared from the spot.

Haotian and Yaochi, having received their task, did not dare to delay. They immediately went outside the palace gate, holding the branch, and began their shift.

Out of boredom, the two began to study the branch.

"Senior Brother, this branch seems to have some strange qualities!" Yaochi said in surprise.

Haotian nodded and kept examining this peculiar branch.

It seemed to contain some kind of Law that could affect the surrounding space.

"Let's try it!"

Just like that, they stood the branch in the Void Realm.

Unexpectedly, without any support, it was able to take root directly in the Void Realm, immediately coming to life and displaying strong vitality.

In an instant, it grew to ten thousand feet tall and continued to devour the surrounding Void Realm to continue growing.

At this moment, Haotian wanted to take it back, but it was somewhat difficult.

The two held onto the branch and shook it hard, but they still could not stop it from growing.

"Oh no!"

The branch pierced through the air, constantly devouring and integrating space, turning it into nourishment for its growth.

But after the branch grew to a certain extent, it was suppressed by something and stopped growing.

Haotian could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it stopped."

"I hope that standing it here will not fish out anything strange..."

As they wished, something strange was attracted.

A figure appeared in the Void Realm; it was Yang Mei, who had not appeared for a long time after escaping into the Chaos.

He reached out towards the Void Realm, trying to guide the branch closer so he could assimilate it.

But no matter how hard he tried, the suppression on the branch could not be broken.

He could not help but complain, "Hongjun, I knew you would do this. You want to trick me again."

"No way!"

From the resonance of the branch, he knew that Hongjun had indeed left Zixiao Palace; this was the best Opportunity for him to retrieve this branch and restore his Origin.

But being cautious, he knew best what kind of person Hongjun was.

"Hmph, those two little attendants must be the backup plan you left behind. This seat will not be careless."

A dignified Space Demon God was actually wary of two gatekeeping attendants.

Who would believe that if it were said aloud?

But that was the fact; Yang Mei was currently confronting the two little attendants across space.

He wanted to find a flaw in the two attendants and then make a move to take the main body.

"Just wait, I will definitely take it back!"

...

On the other side, not long after Hongjun left Zixiao Palace, a celestial light landed on the Southern Land.

Having not been out for a long time, Hongjun first looked around.

Although with the means of a Saint, it was not difficult to know everything on this land, he was still looking forward to the changes that had occurred in the Primordial World.

He walked slowly, clouds and mist forming under his feet, and every step seemed to tread upon the River of Time.

In the distance, mountains rose and fell, and Spiritual Veins were intertwined like a net, more prosperous than in his memory.

Nearby, the vegetation was lush, and a few newly born Innate Spiritual Roots were breathing in the essence of the sun and moon, revealing an extraordinary Foundation.

A breeze blew by, bringing a strange fragrance that made Hongjun raise his eyebrows slightly.

Such dao rhyme was already beyond the reach of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

He pinched his fingers to calculate, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

The Great Dao had reached Perfection, and Dao validation was close at hand.