Chapter 612
Old man, are you kidding me?
"system."
hum.
A cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
[Host, as previously explained by this system, the overall threat posed by the Dragon Clan is far lower than that of the World Destroyer Madman, therefore the merit rewards have been reduced proportionally.]
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Jiang Wang scoffed.
"Reduction? Curse the world-destroying mad god, I get three hundred yuan."
At that time, I was only at the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.
"Now that I've reached the peak of the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm, capable of annihilating a saint with a single thought, I only received one hundred yuan?"
"If it's really calculated by the number of people, as they say, I should get nearly 600 yuan."
You're telling me this is a reduction? This is more like a cut.
The system remained silent for a long time, so long that Jiang Wang almost thought it would not respond again, before the cold voice sounded again, its tone carrying a rare...helplessness.
...The Great Way has been discovered.
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Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow slightly.
[The host is a transmigrator, not a native of the prehistoric world, and his soul carries the aura of another world.]
The moment you were enveloped by the light of the Great Dao, the Great Dao had already noticed.
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"so?"
Therefore, the Great Dao has directly reduced your merit reward by 30%.
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Jiang Wang remained silent for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.
The laughter grew louder and colder, until it echoed throughout the entire chaos.
“What a great principle! What a just ‘just and impartial way of Heaven’!”
He laughed until tears welled up in his eyes, "I shielded the primordial world from the mad heavens of destruction, suppressed the dragon race, stabilized the Journey to the West, and protected your broken Heavenly Dao from collapse... and now you're giving me a 30% discount just because I'm not a 'local resident'?"
"The Great Dao, is it?"
He looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless chaos, looking directly at that ethereal and boundless height.
"Then do you know that if I were to wipe out the dragon race right now and turn your primordial world upside down, what could you do to me?"
Chaos and silence.
The system remained completely silent.
Jiang Wang gave a cold laugh, suppressing all his emotions.
"never mind."
He waved his hand as if shooing away a fly, "Merit? I don't care about it."
"Since your Great Dao clearly doesn't welcome outsiders, then I won't serve you anymore."
He turned around, his gaze piercing through layers of chaos, landing in the far distance, where a new world was radiating a faint yet dazzling light.
Lu Ya's world.
"The Heaven-Swallowing Gourd...it's time to use it."
Jiang Wang flipped his palm, and a lush green gourd appeared out of thin air. The gourd's mouth was slightly open, and a black hole-like suction force flowed within it, directly drawing in wisps of chaotic energy and transforming them into the purest essence.
He said softly, "I would be impolite to refuse the new world that Fellow Daoist Lu Ya has worked so hard to create."
"When it comes to destiny, whoever refines it first becomes its master."
The new world that Lu Ya painstakingly created, even sacrificing his own life to create it, is still quite remarkable in terms of fortune, though it is far inferior to the primordial world.
If Jiang Wang were to swallow it whole with the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd and then refine it with the Primordial Flame...
Then Jiang Wang could directly control the fortune of a world, thereby breaking through the final bottleneck and stepping into the legendary... Great Dao Realm!
What will become of the Primordial Great Dao then? Would we still dare to offer it a 70% discount?
He sneered, and with a flash, disappeared into the depths of chaos.
But not long after he left.
At the entrance to the Xuanhuang Realm, three figures slowly emerged.
The leader, dressed in pristine white, held an ancient longsword with the inscription "Slaying the Heavens" on its scabbard.
The two characters belonged to Jian Lin, Jiang Wang's eldest disciple.
Beside him stood two figures: one clad in a star-studded robe, with a single, dazzling starlight between his brows—his second disciple, Xingyan; the other surrounded by endless demonic flames, his demonic aura obscuring the sky—his third disciple, Tianmo Canglan.
The three stood before the passageway, hands behind their backs, exuding a powerful aura.
Jian Lin spoke calmly: "My master has ordered that we guard the Xuanhuang Passage. The Dragon Clan...may come."
Xingyan chuckled: "Perfect for stretching my muscles."
Tianmo Canglan licked his lips, his voice hoarse: "I am already thirsting for more."
Further away, a figure in green robes, identical to Jiang Wang, quietly appeared—his clone.
The clone sat cross-legged, with chaotic energy flowing around him, and strands of Dao patterns appearing on his body, as if he had merged with the entire primordial world.
He opened his eyes, his gaze deep, and said calmly, "The journey to the West must not be disrupted."
"Dragon Clan...you can cause trouble all you want, but don't go too far."
As soon as he finished speaking, his clone closed his eyes, as if transforming into an ancient statue, suppressing the chaos of the world.
at the same time.
Beyond the heavens, outside the Purple Cloud Palace.
Hongjun Daozu stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through the endless void and landing on that newly born world.
The world is nearly complete, yet it is teetering on the brink of collapse, with the pure and impure energies constantly merging, on the verge of returning to chaos.
Lu Ya's figure, suspended in the center of the world, was already exhausted and dying.
His Taoist robe was tattered, his long hair was stained with immortal blood, and his aura was so weak that it seemed he might dissipate at any moment.
But he was still smiling.
"The pure air rises, the turbid air descends... Heaven and Earth are thus separated."
He slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the barrier of the world, and met Hongjun's eyes.
Hongjun remained silent.
Lu Ya smiled and said, "Teacher... this disciple... has done it."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his arms wide.
boom!
An endless burst of divine light!
He stood on the primordial chaos, with the clear sky above him. The laws of the Five Elements, the laws of wind and thunder, the laws of light and darkness, the laws of time and space... all the great Daos he had comprehended were ignited at this moment!
His bones transformed into a golden continent, indestructible;
His blood transformed into a vast ocean of water, flowing ceaselessly;
His muscles transformed into thick earth, bearing all things;
His hair transformed into a lush, verdant forest;
His breath turned into molten lava, burning the heavens;
His will transformed into wind and thunder, sweeping across the eight directions;
His eyes transformed into the sun and moon, illuminating eternity;
His soul transformed into a river of time, traversing the past and present;
His body underwent a complete transformation, becoming an endless continent stretching across the heavens and earth!
Rumble!
The new world trembled violently, and the pure and impure energies were forcibly separated, never to be reunited.
A true world has been born!
Although its scale is less than one percent of the primordial world, it already has the prototype of a real world!
Lu Ya's aura completely disappeared.
Only a faint voice echoed from the depths of the world:
"The new world... is called... Tengen."
Hongjun gazed at that new world for a long time, then sighed slowly.
“Lu Ya… in the end, you have followed the same path as Pangu.”
He turned and entered the Zixiao Palace, the palace gates slowly closing.
Meanwhile, in the center of the Tianyuan World, on that boundless continent, a small gourd vine was quietly sprouting.
On the vine, a small, verdant gourd sways gently.
It seemed to be a response to a man in blue robes who was sneering from a very distant place.
Jiang Wang stood deep within the chaos, gazing at the newly born Tianyuan World, the Devouring Gourd in his palm slightly warm.
He said softly, "Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, you have worked hard to create this world with your own body." "Next... it's my turn."
He took a step forward, and his figure appeared outside the Tianyuan World.
The Heaven-Swallowing Gourd hung high above their heads, its mouth slowly opening to transform into a boundless black hole.
A terrifying suction force erupted!
The entire Tianyuan World trembled violently!
The newborn fortune, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, surged wildly into the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd!
Jiang Wang closed his eyes, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
"Does the Great Dao dislike me?"
"Then I will create a great road myself."
An old man in a gray-white Taoist robe walked through the void without making a ripple, as if the chaos that devoured everything recognized him and dared not act rashly.
The old man's hair and beard were all white, but his face showed no signs of aging. Only his eyes were terrifyingly deep, as if reflecting the birth and death of countless worlds, or as if reflecting nothing at all.
He is Hongjun.
In the primordial era, he held the reins of the Heavenly Dao in his unified form. All six sages came from his school, and all the spirits of the primordial world worshipped his name. He thought the situation was settled and would never change.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Wang appeared out of nowhere, dragging him down from the heavenly path and smashing his carefully constructed chessboard to pieces.
The Heavenly Dao collapsed, the saintly positions were all destroyed, and the primordial destiny was uprooted by that person and forcibly stuffed into the body of another unknown being.
On that day, Hongjun stood outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, watching Jiang Wang use his supreme divine power to unravel the fortunes of the three realms of Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing, refining them into a vibrant green gourd. He felt as if all his efforts throughout the ages had been wasted.
But he was, after all, Hongjun.
Defeated but not broken, retreating but not in disarray.
Since the primordial chaos was beyond saving, he turned his attention to a more distant place—the Lu Ya Realm.
That new world that Lu Ya forcibly created with his supreme demonic power and his own origin.
The three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man are still in their infancy, with incomplete rules. The Heavenly Path is nothing more than an illusory three-legged golden crow, lacking self-awareness; the Earthly Path is muddled and huddled beneath the boundary membrane; and the Demonic Path is merely a few scattered wisps of demonic energy, yet to take shape.
This nascent new world fell right into Hongjun's hands.
"When the wilderness grows old, a new one is created."
Hongjun murmured to himself, his voice drifting through the chaos like ancient ice, "A new world should also have a new master."
He raised his hand, his sleeves fluttering, and countless mysterious yellow runes burst forth from his fingertips, transforming into chains that clattered through the void, heading straight for that new world.
Beyond the land's edge, the membrane was as thin as a cicada's wing, still somewhat warm, like the skin of a newborn baby.
Hongjun spread his five fingers, and wisps of gray-white Daoist energy overflowed from his palm, transforming into an ancient and simple seal.
The vast seal seemed boundless, faintly revealing the figure of "Hongjun".
It is two words, but it is more than two words. It contains all the Tao, laws, results and causes that he has accumulated since the beginning of time.
He intends to take advantage of the fact that the three realms of this world are still asleep, and with a single seal, he will imprint his family's mark on this world.
From then on, all living beings within the Lu Ya Realm were the private property of his Hongjun lineage.
After billions of years, when the creatures of this world have multiplied and the demon race number in the hundreds of millions, he can command them to conquer all realms, return to the primordial world, and reclaim everything that belongs to him.
The seal slowly pressed down.
Just then, in the far distance, three almost transparent shadows quietly appeared.
Those were Jiang Wang's Heavenly Dao clone, Earthly Dao clone, and Demonic Dao clone.
All three bodies utilize the "Original Concealment Technique".
Hidden deep within the chaos, even cause and effect are completely concealed, making it difficult for even Hongjun to detect at this moment.
They remained silent, simply watching as the large seal was about to fall.
If the Great Seal were to fall, the Lu Ya Realm would truly become Hongjun's private possession.
But Jiang Wang's clone remained completely still.
In the distant depths of the primordial wilderness, Jiang Wang himself sat cross-legged atop a thirty-third-grade green lotus, his aura unfathomable.
That green lotus was forcibly condensed by him using the remaining fortune of the last three heavens of the primordial world. Inside the lotus heart, a green gourd was spinning non-stop, and the gourd mouth was slightly open, faintly emitting the sound of swallowing.
"Old man, you're really willing to spend money."
Jiang Wang chuckled softly, flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of extremely fine blue light entered the lotus heart.
The gourd suddenly cheered, its vines trembled wildly, and its mouth opened even wider, like a starving young beast.
"hold on."
Jiang Wang said softly, "The Great Crimson Heaven of the Taiqing Realm, the Yuyu Heaven of the Shangqing Realm, and the Qingwei Heaven of the Yuqing Realm... the fortune of these three heavens is much more fragrant than that of the Lu Ya Realm."
"After you finish these three bites, I'll play with him."
He raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the boundless chaos and landing directly on Hongjun, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.
"What's the rush? Take your time."
Within the Lu Ya boundary.
The seal had been pressed against the boundary membrane, only one inch away.
A resolute glint flashed in Hongjun's eyes as he prepared to unleash his full power—
Suddenly, the illusory three-legged golden crow of the Heavenly Dao opened its eyes.
That immature Heavenly Dao, which should have been completely unaware, let out an extremely sharp cry at that moment!
The cry pierced the chaos, sounding like sorrow, anger, and terror.
Hongjun's heart skipped a beat, and the seal in his hand paused slightly.
In the blink of an eye, the three-legged golden crow suddenly spread its wings, and billions of golden flames burst forth from its body, actually pushing the large seal away by half an inch!
"How is this possible?!"
Hongjun's pupils suddenly contracted.
The Heavenly Way has clearly not yet given birth to any spirits, so how could it have the power to resist?
Unbeknownst to him, deep within the three-legged golden crow's sea of consciousness, a faint wisp of azure light flashed by, which was precisely the "backup plan" planted by Jiang Wang using his clone.
Jiang Wang wasn't in a hurry to stop Hongjun, but he didn't mind annoying him at a crucial moment.
The seal was pushed aside, and Hongjun's expression darkened slightly. He changed the hand seals again, and billions of runes surged out wildly, trying to forcefully suppress it.
But the three-legged golden crow suddenly plunged into the chaos amidst its cries, transforming into a golden stream of light and fleeing into the deeper chaos!
Hongjun was taken aback, then sneered: "Trying to escape?"
He took a step forward, his figure vanished instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already blocking the three-legged golden crow, his five fingers like the sky collapsing, grabbing down!
The golden crow cried out in sorrow, flames scattering everywhere, but it was ultimately no match for the power of the Dao Integration Realm, and was forcibly grasped in the palm of the hand.
Grayish-white Dao patterns appeared in Hongjun's palm, instantly covering the Golden Crow's entire body like a spider web, completely sealing it off.
"The first step: the Way of Heaven is now in my hands."
He whispered, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger.
But just as he was about to continue his attack on the underground passage and the demonic path, he suddenly sensed something amiss.
The sealed golden crow trembled slightly in his palm.
It looks like...a smile?
Hongjun's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
Meanwhile, deep within the primordial wilderness, Jiang Wang watched as the gourd swallowed the remnants of the Great Crimson Heaven's fortune clean in one gulp, and patted the gourd's belly with satisfaction.
"Are you full? Then it's time to get to work."
He raised his hand and flicked it lightly.
Outside the Lu Ya Realm, the sealed Golden Crow suddenly popped its lips.
With a loud thud, it transformed into a shower of golden light that filled the sky before completely dissipating.
Hongjun's hand was empty.
He stood frozen in place, his face so dark it was almost dripping with gloom.
From the distant depths of chaos, a very soft sigh echoed.
"Old man, are you kidding me?"
……
In the heart of the Queen's Palace in Xiniu Hezhou, the Kingdom of Women.
The night was deep, and the glass lamps filled the room with a fragrant aroma. (End of Chapter)