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Chapter 59: Should I Ambush, Knock Him Out, and Take Him Away?

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Tian Yuan?

Nuwa and Fuxi exchanged a glance; it was an unfamiliar name, one they had never heard before.

To be able to cultivate to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, one would almost certainly have some reputation in the Primordial World; the current situation was truly too strange.

Nuwa very much wanted to ask about the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, but she reflected that the two of them had no real friendship.

The key point was that this stone man had cut off her opportunity a while ago, so she was momentarily at a loss for how to broach the subject.

How could Fuxi not understand his sister's thoughts? He drifted forward and was the first to remark with emotion: "My sister and I have mostly cultivated in seclusion on Mount Buzhou, yet we have never heard the name of our fellow Daoist."

They had never heard of him before, and their Divination Art had no effect; the other party seemed to have popped out of nowhere.

"I spend my days in bitter cultivation, so naturally, I am not spoken of by outsiders." Meeting Fuxi's gaze, Tian Yuan replied with a smile.

Fuxi appeared gentle and refined, and there was a feeling like a spring breeze brushing one's face in his conversation.

Hearing Tian Yuan's words, Fuxi did not continue to inquire, but instead looked at the Bitter Bamboo in the distance.

"Fellow Daoist sits upon such a Spiritual Root, why not take it to refine into a spiritual treasure? Such an Innate Spiritual Root, if refined slightly, would become a Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure."

His temperament was free and easy, and he did not like to fight, but with such a Spiritual Root placed before him, he could not remain unmoved.

A Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure could not only be used for offense and defense, but the Indestructible Spiritual Light contained within it was also of great benefit to cultivation; Fuxi truly found it difficult to understand Tian Yuan's behavior.

Beside him, Nuwa also wore a look of confusion.

Many Innate Sacred beings of the Primordial World loved to travel through Mount Buzhou, and what they sought were those many Spiritual Roots.

Meeting their gazes, Tian Yuan's expression was solemn: "The Spiritual Root has not yet awakened its wisdom, perhaps because the time is not yet ripe; to take its body and cut off its Dao is truly contrary to the Heavenly Dao and against reason."

There were several such Supreme Innate Spiritual Roots on Mount Buzhou, and the remaining natural treasures were countless.

If he had taken them all, how could he only possess one Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil?

In Tian Yuan's view, whether it was the Gourd Vine that had birthed spiritual wisdom, or the Bitter Bamboo and the Banana Tree, they all had their own value for existing, rather than being crudely refined into spiritual treasures.

Once their origin was severed, it would completely cut off their chance to take human form.

Tian Yuan, who had manifested as Mount Buzhou, would absolutely never commit such an act of draining the pond to catch the fish.

Moreover, although spiritual treasures are strong, they are ultimately external objects; being strong oneself is the foundation.

Before Nuwa and Fuxi could respond, a voice of high praise came from afar: "Good, good, good! Fellow Daoist's reasoning deeply aligns with my heart!"

The newcomer wore a Purple Gold Crown, was filled with an immortal aura, had three strands of beautiful whiskers, and looked like a child; he held no weapon, only a Jade Whisk that he flicked lightly in the void.

Following behind him was another person with a rugged face, dressed in a fire-red Daoist robe; it was none other than Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun, who were also searching for treasures on Mount Buzhou.

"This poor Daoist Zhenyuanzi greets Fellow Daoist!"

"Hongyun greets Fellow Daoist!"

The two descended from the sky, their eyes flashing with brilliance, especially Zhenyuanzi's.

The Ginseng Fruit Tree in Wuzhuang Temple was his original form; although he lacked his origin due to taking human form, it was still a spiritual tree, and he had never thought of refining it into a spiritual treasure.

Zhenyuanzi knew well the difficulty of a Spiritual Root taking human form; not only were there the shackles of heaven and earth, but more importantly, there was the covetousness of other living beings.

Every part of an Innate Spiritual Root is a treasure; its origin and physical body are things that countless Innate Sacred beings flock to.

Tian Yuan's remarks could be said to have touched Zhenyuanzi's heart.

There is no greater soulmate in life than this!

"Tian Yuan greets the two fellow Daoists!" Seeing the two before him, Tian Yuan cupped his hands, his eyes also burning with heat.

Although the Wu Clan shouldered the mission of purifying the Earth Veins, Zhenyuanzi possessed the Earth Book.

Such an Innate Spiritual Treasure was absolutely perfect for combing through the Earth Veins.

Hongyun cupped his hands and said heartily: "Fellow Daoist Tian Yuan, I was offensive regarding the matter of the Spiritual Root earlier; Hongyun apologizes here." He was naturally forthright; at first, he thought Tian Yuan had snatched their opportunity, but he did not expect the other party to be so benevolent, and Hongyun admired him greatly in his heart.

If this had happened to him, he would absolutely have been unable to resist such temptation.

First the Gourd Vine, and now the Bitter Bamboo; this Fellow Daoist Tian Yuan was worth befriending deeply.

Tian Yuan was stunned and couldn't help but take another look at Hongyun; this Hongyun truly acted in a free and easy manner.

It was no wonder he gave up his Cushion in the Purple Heaven Palace without a care.

It was a pity that the Fire Cloud Cave was related to the ownership of Humanity Luck, and in the end, he met a fate of death and dissipation.

"Then I shall accept the courtesy on behalf of Huluwa," Tian Yuan nodded.

In his heart, however, he was thinking: looking at this happy-go-lucky Hongyun, should he find an opportunity to ambush him, knock him out, and throw him into that space? That would count as saving his life.

Zhenyuanzi, who had just finished greeting Nuwa and Fuxi, heard this and was immediately startled; he hurriedly asked in a rush: "That Gourd Vine has already awakened its spiritual wisdom?"

The three people beside Hongyun were likewise all filled with astonishment.

When the Array was revealed earlier, they had seen clearly that the Gourd Vine did not seem to have birthed spiritual wisdom.

Although everyone longed for spiritual treasures, if a Spiritual Root birthed spiritual wisdom, it was a fellow Daoist, and they would naturally not rashly cut off its Dao.

Scanning a certain direction on Mount Buzhou, Tian Yuan did not hide it: "It will not be long before it takes human form."

Zhenyuanzi's eyes lit up, but his expression immediately turned serious as he turned to look at Hongyun beside him.

Nuwa and Fuxi in the field exchanged a glance, their expressions also becoming grave.

"I do not know either!" Hongyun shook his head, naturally understanding what Zhenyuanzi meant.

A Supreme Innate Spiritual Root is already favored by heaven and earth; if it is about to take human form, how could heaven and earth cut off its Dao?

Fuxi stroked his chin, his eyes filled with confusion.

Nuwa would certainly not lie to him, and Tian Yuan naturally had no reason to deliberately fake it; after all, the commotion of such an Innate Spiritual Root taking human form would not be small—could it be that the Heavenly Dao is manifesting? Fuxi's pupils shrank violently, a flash of horror appearing deep in his eyes, which then turned into deep bewilderment.

Taking in the expressions of the few, Tian Yuan remained as if nothing had happened.

When his gaze swept lightly behind him, his brows furrowed slightly, and his figure had already vanished from the spot.

He appeared beside the Bitter Bamboo and punched toward the void.

Bang! With a dull sound, a figure tumbled out, transforming into a sinister middle-aged man.

The other party glared fiercely at Tian Yuan, and his figure turned into a ghostly light and vanished into the horizon.

Hongyun saw that man and shouted loudly, "It is Kunpeng!"

Zhenyuanzi's face darkened; he did not know if Kunpeng had tracked them down or had heard the commotion just now.

However, given the other party's personality, the matter of Purple Heaven Palace would likely be difficult to resolve, yet Hongyun did not take it to heart at all.

"That Kunpeng's Daoist arts are profound; for you, fellow Daoist, to blast him back with a single punch using only your physical body is truly remarkable," Fuxi said as he walked forward, praising him loudly.

Tian Yuan's physical strength was likely not inferior to that of an Ancestral Witch.

Tian Yuan smiled and replied casually, "Your Divination Art, fellow Daoist, has reached the pinnacle; I, Tian Yuan, am also full of admiration."

He had long known that Kunpeng had appeared in the vicinity; since the other party had not moved, he could not be bothered to pay him any mind, but since he attempted to take the Bitter Bamboo, there was naturally no need to be polite.

Fuxi, who had been calm-faced, was shocked in his heart.

He was skilled in the Divination Art, and apart from his sister Nuwa, only the two Demon Emperors knew of it; yet Tian Yuan actually knew as well.

Was it because he had just performed a divination on the other party that he was seen through? Fuxi took a deep breath, feeling more and more that the stone man before him was not simple.

(End of this chapter)

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