Chapter 118

Otherwise, how could a True Saint powerhouse have stayed in Mount Kunlun all this time? He would have left long ago.

Of course, Qinglong had no idea of Luo Fu's thoughts.

Hearing Luo Fu's praise, Qinglong burst into loud laughter. "Young Master Luo Fu, you flatter me too much—I once beat down other True Saint powerhouses!"

"Back then, when I, Qinglong, roamed the Primordial World, I was a being all feared..."

And so, Qinglong began boasting.

Luo Fu smiled and simply listened.

From Luo Fu's guess, this former True Saint of the Dragon Clan probably had too few people to speak with—once he saw Luo Fu, he immediately turned into a chatterbox.

If it were Luo Fu, after an endless span of silence, suddenly seeing another person, he too would become a chatterbox.

As for Qinglong's chatter, Luo Fu paid it no great mind—he simply listened quietly.

Luo Fu still had time to spare.

Not long after.

Qinglong was reluctant to stop, but finally fell silent.

"Young Master, forgive my rudeness—I just start talking and can't stop," Qinglong said, slightly embarrassed.

"Senior, no need to apologize. If I were in your place, I'd likely chatter even more than you," Luo Fu replied.

These words made Qinglong pause, then burst into a hearty laugh.

"Luo Fu, you're excellent."

Indeed, this Qinglong knew Luo Fu's true identity—even his human lineage.

Saint Tongtian had sent Luo Fu to Mount Yunlong.

Not only because Mount Yunlong contained spiritual energy far exceeding other places, but also because the spilled true blood of the former True Saint Dragon Clan had turned it into a special celestial haven.

Moreover, within Mount Yunlong lay a portion of Qinglong's primordial spirit.

Back during the Era of Qilin, Long Feng, and the great calamity.

Not only did ordinary race champions fight, but also Yuan Feng, Zu Long, Shi Qilin, and other top-tier True Saint powerhouses from various races engaged in a brutal battle.

In that brutal battle,

Qinglong was slain, his body torn apart, his Primordial Spirit shattered, and he fell dead upon the lands of Mount Kunlun.

By normal logic, over time, that dormant, shattered Primordial Spirit of Qinglong would have vanished into the heavens and earth.

But what kind of place was Mount Kunlun back then?

It was where the Three Pure Ones dwelled.

During the Era of Qilin, Long Feng, though merely Great Immortals, the Three Pure Ones together could truly wield the power of Three Pure Ones Body Integration, gather Pangu's might, and instantly ascend to True Saint level.

Thus, even the three races dared not easily provoke the Three Pure Ones.

Yet for the Three Pure Ones, their chance to merge was exceedingly rare.

During the Era of Qilin, Long Feng, they were not the protagonists.

During the Era of Witches and Demons, under Ancestor Hongjun's teachings, they all became True Saint powerhouses.

They were among the first primordial spirits to attain True Saint status after Ancestor Hongjun's teachings.

At that time, perhaps others existed who were True Saints like the Three Pure Ones, but none stronger than them could be found.

You might say Ancestor Hongjun was stronger than the Three Pure Ones.

But for Ancestor Hongjun, he could never fight his own disciples—afterward, the Three Pure Ones merging became even more impossible.

Now, the Three Pure Ones have all attained the Dao, becoming the legendary Saints.

For the Three Pure Ones to merge again is nearly legend.

After all, Saints are already the supreme powerhouses of the Primordial World.

What enemy could possibly force the Three Pure Ones to merge?

Perhaps Laozi's One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones was inspired by something similar.

Precisely because of this,

When the Three Pure Ones discovered Qinglong fallen here, they specially set up a certain array to help Qinglong revive.

After all, the Three Pure Ones realized Qinglong had been slain, but not entirely annihilated.

As for why the Three Pure Ones saved Qinglong,

It was because during the time the Three Pure Ones were targeted by other primordial beings of the Primordial World, Qinglong had intervened and saved them—thus, they owed him a life-debt.

Remember, during the era of domination of Qilin, Long Feng,

The entire Primordial World was filled with myriad races; besides the three dragon, phoenix, and qilin clans, there were many other True Saint powerhouses like Luo Hou, Hongjun, and Yangmei.

Yet the Three Pure Ones, with only Great Immortal strength, walking the Primordial World, still encountered certain dangers.

Thus, under such peril, a certain karmic bond formed between them.

If they never met, it was fine—but if they did meet, the Three Pure Ones could never stand idly by.

Later, as Qinglong slowly restored his primordial essence, after Saint Tongtian broke through to Sainthood and reset the array, his recovery became far more complete.

But returning to his former True Saint level was now impossible.

After all, in that battle, Qinglong's primordial essence was shattered, and over half his true spirit was damaged.

His awakening was only possible because of Saint Tongtian's Saintly power.

Yet even a Saint, no matter how powerful,

Could not restore Qinglong's primordial essence or true spirit out of nothing.

Unless there was a rare celestial treasure—but such a treasure capable of reviving a nearly dead True Saint Dragon Clan member was exceedingly precious.

These matters aside for now.

After Qinglong recognized Luo Fu, a mysterious force began to emerge within Luo Fu's cave dwelling.

Luo Fu recognized that the aura was similar to the malevolent energy emanating from Mount Yunlong.

That must be the aura of the Azure Dragon.

Generally, the spiritual energy of Mount Yunlong is saturated with the Azure Dragon's malevolent energy; for an ordinary Jin Xian cultivator attempting to cultivate here, it would require immense effort to purge that malevolent energy.

Even though spiritual energy here is abundant, when weighed against the time spent eliminating malevolent energy, it offers no advantage over cultivating in the outer realms of Mount Kunlun.

It might even slow down cultivation speed.

But Luo Fu is no ordinary Jin Xian—his self-created Hunyuan Jin Dan Jue can obliterate Mount Yunlong's malevolent energy in an instant.

Thus, the aura left by the Azure Dragon's demise had not the slightest effect on him.

To him, Mount Yunlong was an excellent paradise of cultivation.

As the Azure Dragon's aura appeared, a shimmering light slowly coalesced before Luo Fu.

In an instant, that light formed the Yishanguang Sect.

"Young friend, if you may, come in."

"The elder's invitation—I would not dare refuse," Luo Fu smiled, stepping into the light without hesitation.

It was less his confidence in his own strength than his faith in his teacher, Tongtian Jiaozhu.

In his own domain, how could Tongtian Jiaozhu allow his direct disciple to come to harm?

Moreover, Luo Fu had certain perceptions.

Even if he entered that light portal,

he could still use the array of Mount Yunlong—this was his assurance.