Chapter 56: This Object Has a Predestined Affinity with Me

Jieyin and Zhunti were searching everywhere when suddenly, a rumbling sound erupted from beneath Mount Buzhou.

Thunder flickered above the mountain peak, accompanied by a vast aura that rippled outward, and the mountain body began to swell rapidly.

"Senior Brother?" Zhunti looked in all directions, his brows furrowed with surprise.

They had just returned from Chaos, and for such an anomaly to manifest on Mount Buzhou, it was truly strange.

Jieyin was also greatly alarmed. Once the surroundings grew quiet, he could not help but suggest in a low voice, "There may be a spiritual object being born in the mountain. Let us separate and meet again in the Western Region in a thousand years."

Mount Buzhou was too vast; even with their strength, it was difficult to explore it all.

By separating, the area they could cover would be larger, increasing their chances of encountering that Supreme Innate Spiritual Root, the Gourd Vine.

After all, on Mount Buzhou at this moment, besides them and their fellow disciples, there were also the Three Pure Ones and other Innate Sacred beings.

Zhunti naturally understood what his Senior Brother meant; he nodded, gave a slight signal, and then fled in two different directions.

Walking within the vast and boundless might of the Heavenly Pillar, Jieyin suddenly felt a faint resonance in his heart.

That ethereal sensation made him pause, and a faint smile appeared on his usually sorrowful face.

The Heavenly Dao was manifesting! The opportunity for him, Jieyin, had arrived.

Whatever could resonate with him at this moment certainly could not be anything ordinary.

Earlier, he had envied the Three Pure Ones and others for each having their own opportunities, never expecting his own to arrive so quickly.

Filled with joy, Jieyin hurriedly quickened his pace, and before long, a patch of emerald green became visible in the distance.

In a mountain hollow, a sea of emerald bamboo stretched for thousands of miles, so dense that the end could not be seen.

Swaying in the mountain's gale, it resembled a sea of green waves, crashing against the sky time and time again.

Just by glancing at it, a smile spread across Jieyin's face.

Within the vibrant emerald bamboo, there seemed to be an all-encompassing sense of sorrow and bitterness; a mere gaze at it made one feel a desire to die, utterly hopeless, and unable to resist ending one's life on the spot.

Bitter Bamboo! It was actually a Supreme Innate Spiritual Root! "It fits my Dao of cultivation perfectly; it is destined to be used by me!" Jieyin sighed in his heart and immediately accelerated toward the mountain hollow, though his peripheral vision carefully scanned the surroundings.

There were no familiar fluctuations, and no one else had come to snatch it from him.

"Eh!"

Having discovered no other figures nearby, he spotted a cute young child on the outskirts of the bamboo forest.

As his figure flashed by and he approached, Jieyin instantly discerned the child's origin.

An Iron-Eating Beast; not only was it a rare species of the Primordial World, but more importantly, it was truly extraordinary to be able to reach this place with only the body of a Golden Immortal.

Mount Buzhou stood tall between heaven and earth, and this location was not far from the peak; none but a Great Luo could enter.

"Little friend! You have a predestined affinity with my Western Region." Jieyin walked closer, his voice gentle.

The Western Region was barren, referring not only to spiritual roots and objects but also to living beings.

During the conflict of the Demon Dao, Luo Hou self-destructed, the Western Spiritual Veins shattered, many beings perished, and the rest fled to various places.

A being with such an origin would be perfect to keep by his side as an attendant.

Gungun, who had been lying in the emerald bamboo, stiffened and immediately flipped over to jump up.

Seeing the sorrowful-looking Daoist before him, Gungun's brows furrowed instantly; the other party's cultivation was far above his own.

Pouting, Gungun muttered loudly, "You Daoist, how rude! My master is... is the Ancestral Witch Houtu!"

His stone-man master had always been mysterious, but Gungun still felt that the name of the Ancestral Witch was more prestigious.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, he saw a look of surprise on the Daoist's face.

But the next second, Gungun was stunned; the Daoist pressed his palms together in a gesture of greeting: "Little friend is joking. This bamboo has a predestined affinity with me, and since you have an affinity with the spiritual bamboo, that means you have an affinity with me."

Hearing this, Gungun's gaze went blank; this Daoist was truly good at reasoning.

Without giving the Ancestral Witch Houtu any face, he not only wanted to abduct him but also wouldn't let go of this patch of Bitter Bamboo. Jieyin didn't care whether Gungun agreed or not; he directly scooped him up and then waved his large sleeve.

Suddenly, within the emerald waves, a beam of spiritual light shot into the sky and was immediately covered by Jieyin.

Gungun, who was about to speak, was also stunned by the scene and looked toward the mountain hollow in shock.

Among the countless dense emerald bamboos, one bamboo, which looked no different from the others, was radiating rich Dao Rhyme and colorful light.

With his cultivation at the Golden Immortal stage, he knew that it certainly was no ordinary spiritual object.

When he first discovered this patch of bamboo, he had wandered through it many times; there had been no treasure there.

Jieyin was very satisfied and happy in his heart; the key was that no one else had appeared nearby.

Jieyin was still quite wary of the Three Pure Ones and the others, mainly because he and his Junior Brother were from the Western Region.

Mount Buzhou was clearly the Heavenly Pillar of the Primordial World, yet these fellows claimed it as an object of the East.

If he attracted the attention of others, trouble would surely follow.

"This is my master's treasure, you cannot take it away!" Unexpectedly, a cry of alarm came from beside him; it was the little Iron-Eating Beast.

Jieyin lowered his head slightly, glanced at the creature, and reached out to grab the spiritual root.

Who in the Primordial World did not know that the Ancestral Witches did not cultivate the Primordial Spirit, and that spiritual roots and magic treasures were useless to them?

Besides, this Bitter Bamboo was destined for him; this was the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao.

Feeling the aura drawing closer, Jieyin's sorrowful face became much gentler.

Having missed the Gourd Vine, he had actually found a Bitter Bamboo. Once the bamboo body was refined, it would be a Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure.

The remaining roots and stems could be planted on Mount Sumeru to improve the Western Spiritual Veins—killing two birds with one stone.

The Bitter Bamboo was within reach, but unfortunately, he did not touch the emerald bamboo body; a massive fist appeared out of thin air, blocking his path.

"Stone man!!!!" Recognizing the familiar aura, Jieyin exclaimed loudly, his expression stunned.

The void rippled, and the stone man's massive body squeezed out, striking toward him with fierce momentum.

Jieyin had never expected such a turn of events and could only hurriedly cast a stream of magic power.

With a 'Boom—' sound, his defense shattered upon impact, and Jieyin panicked, casting his own precious banner to protect his body.

A terrifying force swept over, as if he had been punched by an Ancestral Witch; Jieyin let out a muffled groan as his body was sent flying.

The Jieyin Treasure Banner hovering above his head was also vibrating incessantly.

"Master!" Gungun shouted from the air, his small face full of joy.

The Western Region was so barren; how could it be as comfortable as staying on Mount Buzhou? He had long guessed that his master would appear, but he had not expected him to arrive so timely.

Tian Yuan ignored Gungun, pursing his lips with a depressed expression.

He had only gone to Pangu Temple, yet Jieyin had actually found the Bitter Bamboo; this was one of the ten great Supreme Innate Spiritual Roots of the Primordial World.

There were several Supreme Innate Spiritual Roots on Mount Buzhou, but unfortunately, only the Gourd Vine had developed spiritual intelligence.

Whether it was the Bitter Bamboo or the Banana Tree, they only instinctively sought good fortune and avoided disaster; once they encountered a Great Luo Golden Immortal, they had nowhere to hide.

Watching Jieyin steady his figure in the air, Tian Yuan's eyes began to burn with intensity.

He might not be able to handle the Ancestral Witch, but Tian Yuan still had some confidence in crossing hands with one of the future Western Two Sages.

The current Jieyin was merely at the late stage of Great Luo Golden Immortal; if he could capture him.

Thinking this, Tian Yuan glanced at the treasure banner above Jieyin's head, his expression showing a hint of helplessness.

Those with extraordinary origins all possessed innate spiritual treasures; defeating them was easy, but capturing them alive was quite difficult.

(End of this chapter)