Chapter 254

After that moment, Master Yuanshi's feelings toward Luo Fu became somewhat complex.

One could say that, at that moment, Master Yuanshi had accepted Luo Fu.

He regarded Luo Fu as if he were his own direct disciple.

That's right.

Exactly like a direct disciple.

But the proud Master Yuanshi would never reveal these thoughts of his.

Before Luo Fu, Master Yuanshi still acted much as he always had.

Now, as this Saint watched Luo Fu depart from Mount Kunlun, Master Yuanshi felt a quiet sense of loss.

"I hope no one dares to bully Luo Fu, or else…" Master Yuanshi's gaze emitted cold light.

If anyone dares to bully Luo Fu, don't blame Master Yuanshi for crushing the weak with overwhelming power.

In today's Primordial World, only beings like the Twelve Ancestral Ancestors or the demonic clans of the Heavenly Court have the strength to do so.

After all, Master Yuanshi still had great confidence in Luo Fu's strength.

But if the Twelve Ancestral Ancestors dare to crush the weak with overwhelming power, then don't blame Master Yuanshi for stepping into the coming calamity.

Ba Jing Palace.

Laozi watched Luo Fu depart with a quiet sigh.

"Luo Fu, let your uncle see how far you can go."

Laozi also looked forward to this human disciple who had suddenly appeared on Mount Kunlun.

And he knew even more clearly.

How great a stir would Luo Fu's entry into today's Primordial World cause?

Remember, the original Luo Fu was human—and humans, as the protagonists of the next calamity, would be affected by the calamity's heavenly qi.

Though Luo Fu's current strength is that of a Great Immortal, under today's heavenly calamity, even a Semi-Saint is in danger.

Yet Laozi still held a trace of expectation for Luo Fu.

To accept their legacy while holding only a Great Immortal realm—that is no feat any ordinary being can achieve.

Perhaps, in this world, only Luo Fu can accomplish this while remaining in the Great Immortal realm.

Meanwhile,

Disciples of the Jie Sect like Daoist Duobao, Jin Ling, and Wu Dang also learned of this news.

They could only express regret for not having properly bid Luo Fu farewell, but Luo Fu had already left—they could only wait for his return.

Naturally,

Whether the Saints or Daoist Duobao and others had any thoughts, Luo Fu gave them little consideration.

He swiftly flew beyond Mount Kunlun.

Though Mount Kunlun was vast, with Luo Fu's speed rivaling that of a Great Golden Immortal, he needed little time to leave its domain.

Before Luo Fu could even depart Mount Kunlun,

Several beams of light suddenly appeared before him, causing his body to halt instantly as he fixed his gaze on the sudden glow.

They were several long swords shimmering with brilliant spiritual light.

Each sword, judging by its spiritual aura, was no inferior to a top-tier magic treasure.

"Sword Dao Zhuxian," Luo Fu murmured softly, gazing at the singing Sword Dao Zhuxian before him.

As the ultimate treasure of Saint Tongtian, Luo Fu naturally knew these were his master's signature treasures.

Though in terms of stabilizing fate, they could not compare to the Pangu Banner or the Taiji Diagram,

Their offensive power was no less than either.

During the Divine Promotion Calamity, when Sword Dao Zhuxian was arrayed, it could not be broken unless by four Saints.

Had not four Saints joined forces against Saint Tongtian, he might not have lost that calamity.

That is precisely why the Jie Sect collapsed utterly after the Divine Promotion.

Of course, this was also tied to Sword Dao Zhuxian's inability to stabilize the sect's fate.

Otherwise, even if the Jie Sect had lost, it would not have fallen so catastrophically.

But now, Luo Fu had become the Jie Sect's fifth direct disciple, and in the coming Divine Promotion Calamity, he would not allow such a fate to unfold.

Perhaps even the Saints could not alter fate in that calamity.

But when the Divine Promotion Calamity arrived, with Luo Fu's current talent, how could his strength remain at the level of a Heavenly Dao Saint?

The war between the Wu and Yao clans had not yet ended.

The Divine Promotion Calamity was still a long road ahead.

For now, all Luo Fu needed to do was continuously strengthen himself.

Saints were not yet the enemies he needed to face.

The powerful of the Wu and Yao clans were the ones Luo Fu would likely encounter first upon entering the Primordial World.

Now, his master had left him Sword Dao Zhuxian.

It was likely meant to help him survive better in this world.

After all, even as a Saint, Saint Tongtian might not always arrive in time—this was, in effect, a safeguard for Luo Fu.

Moreover,

Sword Dao Zhuxian were not Saint Tongtian's true-life magic treasure—Qingping Sword was.

Thus, giving Sword Dao Zhuxian to Luo Fu would have little impact.

Thinking this, Luo Fu did not hesitate—he accepted Sword Dao Zhuxian. Though his strength might not yet require them, since this was his master's goodwill, Luo Fu naturally did not refuse.

"Luo Fu, thank you, Master."

Once again bowing toward the place where Biyou Palace stood, Luo Fu's figure transformed into a streak of light and vanished from this realm.

……………………

Several months later.

Because the Primordial lands were vast, even after traveling for so long, Luo Fu had only seen a mere fraction of the Primordial World.

Along the way, however, Luo Fu had encountered some living beings.

Some were of the Wu race, some of the Yao race.

Toward these two races, Luo Fu paid them little mind—as long as they did not come after him, that was enough.

And at this moment, Luo Fu walked the Primordial lands seeking a destiny of his own.

Or, in a certain sense—

—seeking the heaven-blessed treasures of the Primordial World.

Ordinary heaven-blessed treasures held little use for Luo Fu; only top-grade ones could offer any real benefit.

For the Primordial's strong.

Treasures conceal themselves; so long as a treasure has not reached its time of emergence, let alone a Quasi-Saint—even a Saint might not necessarily detect it.

This was a certain rule governing the Primordial lands.

It was also the influence of the Heavenly Dao's power.

Therefore, even a Saint could not pocket every top-grade heaven-blessed treasure scattered across the Primordial World.

But this rule's restriction did not have a hundred-percent effect on Luo Fu.

After all, Luo Fu possessed Heavenly Dao-level comprehension; in a certain sense, his comprehension was even more formidable than that of Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Across the entire Primordial realm, one might never find another whose comprehension could rival Luo Fu's.

Precisely because of this.

Using special methods and related inheritances, Luo Fu could, within a certain range, detect certain heaven-blessed treasures.

Even those hidden in small worlds, or within certain forbidden grounds, Luo Fu could sense them accordingly.

Therefore, Luo Fu's coming to the Primordial this time was to travel while searching for those yet-undiscovered treasures of the Primordial World.

At this moment, Luo Fu walked through a desolate mountain range.

This mountain range was nearly devoid of living beings; even its overall spiritual veins were somewhat lacking.

Likely, in the past, powerful beings had fought here and damaged its spiritual veins.

One must understand—when Primordial powerhouses fought, a single careless move could affect tens of thousands of li.

The earth torn open, utterly destroyed—such sights were commonplace.

Not to mention the Wu and Yao races now clashing at fever pitch; setting aside battles between Da Luo Jinxian and Quasi-Saints—

—fights at the Jin Xian and Yi Jin Xian level could be seen everywhere.