Chapter 205: The Loss of the Great Sect's Luck

"Hongyun has proven the Dao to Hunyuan!"

In the Western World, Nuwa looked up toward the direction of Mount Buzhou.

Within the mighty power surging out from Gungun, there was an accumulation of thick Heaven and Earth Luck.

Almost without needing to sense it, Nuwa knew the origin of this luck; it all came from the Human Race.

And at that very same moment, Nuwa also understood where the Human Race's luck was going.

"The Three Pure Ones truly have a good scheme!" Nuwa looked toward Kunlun Mountain, her brows tightly locked.

The Human Race is about to become the protagonist of Heaven and Earth; she created the Human Race and obtained three layers of luck. Laozi, by establishing a sect based on the Human Race, actually split off two layers, and even Yuanshi Tianzun occupied one layer; only Tongtian fared worse, with only half a layer.

As the protagonist of Heaven and Earth, how vast is the luck? Just by taking in a few disciples, they enjoy such luck.

The Three Pure Ones indeed had plans for the Human Race long ago; it is just unclear whether this is the Three Pure Ones' calculation or the intention of that person in Purple Heaven Palace.

Becoming a Saint through the Human Race and enjoying the Human Race's luck—this is truly the era of the Saint's Great Sect.

Fortunately, with Hongyun proving the Dao at this moment, the Human Race's luck will eventually return to the Human Race itself, and it should not be controlled by the Saints.

Nuwa did not head to Mount Buzhou; she sent a sound transmission to Hongyun and remained in the Western World.

Previously, in order to help Tian Yuan find the source of those Demon Qi, she had already stayed in the Western Land for a long time, but she had made no discoveries, which undoubtedly made Nuwa very annoyed.

She is, after all, a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal, yet she never expected that she would make no progress at all in finding a clue.

Tian Yuan has helped her and her brother so much; Nuwa does not want to return empty-handed.

Looking around, Nuwa finally looked toward the direction of Mount Sumeru.

Mount Sumeru is the Ancestral Vein of the Western Land; since there is nothing unusual in the surroundings right now, the root cause might be on Mount Buzhou.

Although the Demon Qi is related to Demon Ancestor Luohou, it is also possible that it is just a smokescreen.

Jieyin and Zhunti, these two fellows, have great secrets; it is quite possible that this is something the two of them created, after all, the current Western Region is their territory.

Now that both are Heavenly Dao Saints and it concerns the Western Earth Veins, there is no reason they would not know.

Thinking this in her heart, Nuwa restrained her aura and leaped toward Mount Sumeru.

It is true that she is a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal, but the Western Two Sages have their Primordial Spirits entrusted to the Heavenly Dao; Nuwa must also act carefully to avoid their perception.

On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin and Zhunti were also shocked by Hongyun's momentum.

No merit, no establishment of a sect, no grand vows; the other party is practicing the Hunyuan Dao.

There is another Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal in the Primordial World! Thinking of Tian Yuan's terrifying strength, both of them were in a very bad mood.

During their last trip to Purple Heaven Palace, although they obtained the Cultivation Method for after becoming a Saint, it requires relying on luck.

Unfortunately, the Western Region is barren; even after capturing many living beings from the Netherworld and the Demon Court, the Western Sect still has not gathered much luck.

The East is the place of Humanity Luck; the two of them possess almost no luck at all.

This also means that even if they cultivate, they will not make much progress.

Luck is the root of everything, but the stone man on Mount Buzhou is like a great mountain, isolating them from it.

At this moment, feeling Hongyun's powerful fluctuations, the two could not hide the envy in their eyes.

Tian Yuan did not avoid anything when preaching on Mount Buzhou; they heard it all—the Hunyuan Dao does not require any luck.

Just at this moment, Zhunti exclaimed: "Senior Brother, Nuwa is gone!"

After Nuwa arrived in the Western World, he had constantly kept a strand of Divine Sense on that space.

Just now, shocked by Hongyun proving the Dao to Hunyuan, his mind was a bit dazed; who knew that in an instant, Nuwa's fluctuations would be gone.

Jieyin frowned, his Divine Sense quickly covering the entire Western Land, but he also did not find Nuwa's figure.

A Heavenly Dao Saint's Primordial Spirit is entrusted to the Heavenly Dao; where the Heavenly Dao Will covers, Divine Sense can detect.

After searching back and forth several times, Jieyin still found nothing. "Perhaps she returned to Mount Buzhou."

But even Jieyin did not believe these words in his heart.

For Nuwa to come in person and search for such a long time, it is definitely not a simple matter; it is possible that Nuwa has already gained something.

Startled in his heart, Jieyin hurriedly looked toward Zhunti, just meeting the other's gaze.

The two did not hesitate at all, and their figures instantly disappeared from the scene.

In a flash, the two appeared where Nuwa had disappeared.

Two powerful Divine Senses swept through the void layer by layer; after a while, there was regret in the eyes of both Jieyin and Zhunti.

There was nothing unusual, and they did not find Nuwa's aura; could she have really returned to Mount Buzhou? The two looked at each other and searched the surroundings carefully again, but unfortunately, there was still no result.

Although they were very strange in their hearts, the Western Two Sages had no way; they did not dare to go and ask Nuwa directly, so they had to return to Mount Sumeru.

However, they still kept a strand of Divine Sense on the Western Land.

As long as there is any movement in the West, or if Nuwa appears, they will be able to discover it immediately.

Hongyun proving the Dao to Hunyuan concerns Humanity Luck, and Laozi, who is closely related to the Human Race's luck, naturally sensed it.

Laozi, who was preaching to Xuan-du, looked up toward the direction of Mount Buzhou.

It would be one thing if Hongyun just proved the Dao to Hunyuan, but the luck gathered on him actually showed signs of leaking away.

He established a sect based on the Human Race and used the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda and the Taiji Diagram, two supreme treasures, to suppress the luck, yet he was unable to lock in the Ren Sect's luck.

"Hongyun!" A low whisper, and a sharp light flowed in Laozi's Chaos eyes.

At this moment, Laozi understood a little why Hongyun was so special; even the Dao Ancestor had to scheme against him—this fellow is actually closely related to Humanity Luck.

Below, Xuan-du, who was listening carefully to the preaching, raised his head slightly and looked suspiciously at his Master at the head.

Being in the Saint's Dao field, he did not see the visions outside, nor did he feel the rolling Saint's might; it was just that his Master suddenly stopped preaching.

However, he did not dare to ask randomly and could only wait respectfully.

Noticing Xuan-du's abnormality, Laozi withdrew his gaze and gave no explanation; only the ethereal Dao sound echoed in the hall.

Seeing that his Master had started preaching again, Xuan-du immediately focused his mind and listened to the Dao intently.

Being able to be accepted as a disciple by Laozi, the head of the Three Pure Ones, Xuan-du felt very fortunate and must not let his Master down.

Compared to Laozi's indifference, Yuanshi Tianzun, in another palace on Kunlun Mountain, had a darkened expression, his eyes filled with annoyance.

Hongyun suddenly Proving the Dao to Hunyuan had already shocked and angered him, but who would have thought that the fortune enveloping the Chan Sect was actually leaking away, even though he had clearly used the Innate Supreme Treasure Pangu Banner to suppress it.

Yuanshi Tianzun sensed it slightly and knew it was caused by Hongyun's breakthrough.

Cultivation after becoming a Saint is closely tied to fortune, and this concerned his future cultivation; how could Yuanshi Tianzun not be anxious?

Yuanshi Tianzun, shocked and angry in his heart, was about to go find his Big Brother Laozi when he saw a figure hurriedly walk into the hall.

It was one of the disciples he had taken in earlier, Antarctic Immortal, who was kept by Yuanshi's side to run errands.

"Antarctic pays respects to Master!" Antarctic Immortal cupped his hands and bowed respectfully. Yuanshi Tianzun, having recovered his composure, nodded slightly, and gentle words came forth: "Antarctic, why are you so flustered?"

The voice was amiable yet carried an inexplicable majesty, echoing in the hall.

Antarctic Immortal, keeping his head lowered respectfully, opened his mouth but did not know how to speak.

Although he had not joined the Chan Sect for long, Antarctic Immortal understood his Master's personality very well.

His Master cared most about his reputation; if he found out, a quarrel with his Uncle Tongtian would be inevitable.

Seeing Antarctic Immortal stunned in place, how could Yuanshi Tianzun not know what was going on? He looked up and swept his gaze outside the hall, a hint of anger appearing on his face.

"Why don't you get in here!" Yuanshi Tianzun's slightly angry words rang out, and the distant hall doors swung wide open as several figures filed in, each one bruised and battered, looking disheveled.

They trotted in, then with a 'thud', prostrated themselves on the ground, none daring to make a sound.

Looking at the cowardly lot below, Yuanshi Tianzun's anger flared even more.

"You are all disciples of my Chan Sect; who dared to beat you into such a state?" Yuanshi Tianzun was very angry.

He cared most about his reputation his entire life; touching his Chan Sect disciples was equivalent to slapping Yuanshi Tianzun in the face.

"Master! It was Duobao, it was Duobao Daoren!" Guangchengzi said, wanting to cry but having no tears, then continued: "Reporting to Master, several junior brothers under Uncle Tongtian were gnawing on Spiritual Roots on Kunlun Mountain, wreaking havoc, and when Junior Brother Pu Xian noticed and scolded them a few times, he was swarmed and beaten."

Guangchengzi, prostrate on the ground, recounted the matter in detail.

It was a pity that Yuanshi Tianzun did not even finish listening, directly interrupting the other in anger: "A bunch of scaly, wet, egg-born creatures, they truly disgrace the reputation of our Three Pure Ones!"

The disciples of the Three Pure Ones also represented the facade of the Three Pure Ones; although there was no need to be like his Big Brother and only take one successor, one still had to teach according to aptitude, and only those with suitable origins and character could be admitted into the sect.

Unlike Tongtian, who took in anyone indiscriminately, accepting all sorts of creatures into his sect.

Over these years, Kunlun Mountain had been turned into a mess, and he, maintaining his status, found it inconvenient to say much, so he had tacitly allowed the actions of Guangchengzi and the others.

Previously, the disciples of the two sects had occasional wins and losses, so he couldn't be bothered to care, but now that his own disciples were in such a sorry state, how could Yuanshi Tianzun swallow his anger?

Coupled with the loss of the Chan Sect's fortune, Yuanshi Tianzun's chest was filled with pent-up rage.

"I beg Master to uphold justice for your disciples!" Guangchengzi shouted, and prostrate on the ground, he actually began to sob.

Seeing this, Chijingzi and the others behind him also shouted in unison: "I beg Master to uphold justice for your disciples!"

Seeing Guangchengzi's appearance, Yuanshi Tianzun was both angry and furious, but he could not bear to hit his own disciples.

"Hmph!"

With an angry snort, Yuanshi Tianzun took a step forward and headed toward the place where Tongtian cultivated.

With Tongtian's disciples being so discourteous, where would he, a Saint, put his face in the future?

Feeling the powerful aura as his Master left, a flash of joy appeared in Guangchengzi's eyes.

How could he not be happy in his heart that his Master would go to such lengths for him?

The remaining Chijingzi and the others were also happy, but they all remained prostrate on the ground, not daring to move a muscle.

In a palace on the other side of Kunlun Mountain, Tongtian, who was listening to Duobao's report, looked up and cast his gaze into the air.

There, a figure strode over, carrying rolling majesty; it was the rushing Yuanshi Tianzun.

As soon as he appeared, Yuanshi Tianzun reached out to grab Duobao on the ground.

Yuanshi Tianzun's arrogant action instantly caused Tongtian's expression to darken.

Even if Duobao were at fault, it should be for him to discipline, not to mention that Duobao had done nothing wrong. For Yuanshi Tianzun to be so discourteous, he clearly did not hold him in any regard.

Under the powerful aura of the Heavenly Dao Saint, Duobao trembled, his eyes filled with horror.

"Second Brother! What is the meaning of this?" Tongtian took a step forward, blocking Yuanshi Tianzun's large hand and standing in front of Duobao.

Among the many living beings who passed the trial in the past, Duobao Daoren had the highest cultivation, but unfortunately, because of his origins, he was disliked by Yuanshi Tianzun, yet Tongtian liked him very much.

The other party had a gentle personality and was friendly to his fellow disciples, worthy of the position of the Jie Sect's eldest disciple.

With Yuanshi Tianzun trying to seize Duobao like this, how could Tongtian let him have his way?

"Tongtian! Do you still have me, this Second Brother, in your eyes?" Looking at Tongtian standing in his way, Yuanshi Tianzun was even more furious.

In the past, Tongtian had always listened to his two elder brothers, but now he actually dared to resist him in front of the juniors.

Catching a glimpse of the disgust deep in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes, Tongtian frowned deeply.

He knew that because of their differing doctrines, there were many arguments with Yuanshi, but everyone had their own Dao; however, Tongtian had not expected Yuanshi Tianzun to be disgusted to this extent.

There were many disciples in the Jie Sect, but Duobao was his chief personal disciple; Yuanshi Tianzun had gone too far.

"My disciple should naturally be taught by me; there is no need to trouble you, Big Brother." Tongtian's words appeared somewhat cold.

If peers compete and lose, they can only blame their own lack of cultivation. To bully the small as the big is truly a disgrace to the dignity of a Saint.

Sensing the change in Tongtian's expression, Yuanshi Tianzun was even more annoyed.

"Tongtian! It seems we cannot avoid a clash today!" As he spoke, Yuanshi Tianzun flipped his hand and took out the Pangu Banner.

Feeling the sharp offensive power of the Innate Supreme Treasure, Tongtian laughed in extreme anger and shouted loudly: "Good, good, good! Then let me experience the power of Big Brother's Pangu Banner!"

After speaking, the Immortal Execution Four Swords were seen faintly appearing at Tongtian Jiaozhu's side, spitting out Chaos Sword Qi, shattering the surrounding space.

Duobao Daoren, prostrate on the ground, had no idea what was happening; he only felt a terrifying Saint's might descend upon his head, leaving him unable to move.

The many remaining disciples and followers in the mountain were likewise terrified in their hearts.

They prostrated on the ground, their bodies trembling, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Yuanshi and Tongtian did not hesitate in the slightest, simultaneously unleashing the supreme treasures in their palms and striking toward each other.

With a 'swish' sound in the void, a white jade Golden Bridge escaped and spanned between the two.

"Enough!" With a sharp shout, Laozi stepped onto the bridge, his face cold as frost.

Seeing Big Brother appear, Tongtian and Yuanshi immediately put away their supreme treasures, though their faces still bore expressions of displeasure.

Laozi's gaze swept over the two, and a cold voice came: "Do you intend to make everyone laugh at us Three Pure Ones?"

Yuanshi Tianzun opened his mouth, but facing Big Brother, he still did not speak.

He cast a hateful glance at Tongtian and leaped toward the great hall for quiet cultivation; he no longer even wished to ask Big Brother about the matter of the Chan Sect's luck leaking away.

Seeing Yuanshi depart, Laozi swept his gaze over Tongtian, likewise put away the Taiji Diagram, and vanished into the air.

Watching the departing Yuanshi Tianzun, then looking at the direction in which Laozi had gone, a flash of gloom crossed Tongtian's eyes.

Yuanshi Tianzun was extremely disgusted with his disciples, and Big Brother seemed to have no heart for their bond; it seemed he could no longer stay on this Kunlun Mountain.

"Sigh!"

With a soft sigh, Tongtian Jiaozhu did not know why the Three Pure Ones had reached such a point.

(End of this chapter)