Eastern Divine Continent, Flower Fruit Mountain

One day, countless Chaos sword qi suddenly burst forth, carving dense spatial rifts through the void.

"Haha… I finally succeeded! This is no inferior to the Pangu Axe—it is absolutely a top-tier Chaos Supreme Treasure!" Wuji stood amid Chaos, gently stroking the Wuji Sword in his hand as he laughed excitedly.

The Wuji Sword was his most important bound treasure. Its advancement was as significant as his own breakthrough into the Primal Unity Golden Immortal Realm.

Now that the Wuji Sword had advanced into a top-tier Chaos Supreme Treasure and he himself had successfully transformed into a top-tier Chaos Demon God, only his physical body had yet to reach the level of a Chaos Supreme Treasure. It needed some time to stabilize.

Having just broken through, it was unwise for his strength to grow too quickly. He had to consolidate his foundation first.

However, he was now already powerful enough that even Dao Ancestor Hongjun of the Primordial Wilderness would find him difficult to handle.

There would be plenty of time in the future. He would focus on stabilizing his cultivation and state of mind.

He had gained much from this experience in the Divine Dao World, but there had also been many shortcomings.

After returning to the Primordial Wilderness, he would carefully reflect on the gains and losses of this journey.

As he pondered, he waved his hand and stored away the rare Chaos boulder, transforming into a streak of golden light as he returned to the Primordial Wilderness.

Back in the Primordial World, Wuji quietly returned, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

This training in Chaos had actually taken so long, yet the Primordial Wilderness remained as peaceful as ever.

He concealed his aura and turned into a stream of light, flying straight toward Wuji Mountain.

Within the Ziwei Emperor Palace of the Heavenly Court, Wuji’s clone, the Ziwei Great Emperor, learned the news and immediately sent word to Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing, instructing Nezha to go to Wuji Mountain and pay his respects.

Perhaps Wuji’s true body was in a good mood and would grant Nezha some rewards.

At Li Jing’s residence, Nezha beamed with joy upon receiving the news. After bidding farewell to his parents, he rode his Wind-Fire Wheels down to the lower realm and headed for Wuji Mountain.

Within Wuji Mountain, Wuji had just returned when he reminisced with Xihe and Changxi, telling them of his experiences in Chaos. Their eyes shimmered with fascination.

However, when Wuji brought Athena out of the Wuji World, Xihe and Changxi immediately cast dissatisfied looks at him.

Still, Wuji did not feel embarrassed by this.

After all, they knew full well that his complicated relationship with Nüwa and Houtu had existed for a long time.

Now that Athena had been added to the mix, it was hardly unexpected.

Moreover, the two sisters knew their place in Wuji’s heart. No one could replace them.

Even saints such as Nüwa and Houtu held a slightly lesser place in Wuji’s heart.

Thinking of this, their moods could not help but brighten.

Their status in Wuji’s heart even surpassed that of saints. How could that not make them happy?

Athena was also very clever and deliberately tried to please the two elder sisters before her.

Although Xihe and Changxi were weaker than her, she did not show the slightest bit of disdain.

Under Athena’s skillful words, the three of them quickly got along harmoniously.

Wuji had no doubts about Athena’s abilities.

So long as Xihe and Changxi did not truly detest her, Athena’s deliberate efforts to accommodate them would make it easy for her to build a good relationship with them.

Seeing the three women chatting about women’s topics nearby, Wuji left.

Not long afterward, Cangjie and Nezha came to request an audience.

"Cangjie and Nezha pay respects to Master. May Master’s holy life endure without end!"

Wuji nodded slightly. Ever since he had gone to Chaos, these two disciples seemingly had not neglected their cultivation.

Their strength had now both improved.

"Very good, Cangjie. You advanced to the Mid Quasi-Saint Realm in such a short time. You have not disappointed me."

His successful severing of two corpses had been entirely thanks to the power of his Good Corpse clone, Confucius.

Had Confucius not founded Confucianism and returned immense fortune to his true body, he likely would have needed to wait much longer before severing the two corpses.

"And you, Nezha. You actually reached the Golden Immortal of Grand Da Luo Realm of entering the Dao so quickly. It seems you are not far from becoming a Quasi-Saint!" Wuji sighed in admiration. Even among the Interception Sect brothers on Golden Ao Island, few had attained the Quasi-Saint Realm.

Now, Cangjie and Nezha, as third-generation disciples of the Interception Sect, had instead risen later and surpassed many senior brothers from their uncles’ generation. This news would surely shake the entire Interception Sect.

Wuji then inspected the cultivation results of the two and was quite satisfied. At the very least, they had not disappointed him.

As a reward, Wuji waved his hand.

"Cangjie, your Cangjie Brush has become a thing of the past. It is no longer suitable for you.

This Primordial Measuring Ruler suits you better. You shall use it from now on! It has accompanied me for many years, so I hope you will make good use of it."

Cangjie was overjoyed upon hearing this. He could sense the formidable pressure emanating from the Primordial Measuring Ruler, far surpassing his Cangjie Brush.

How could he not be excited to receive such a treasure? This magical treasure was in no way inferior to a Xiantian Supreme Treasure. With it, he would dare fight even Late Quasi-Saint or peak Quasi-Saint experts.

Cangjie hurriedly bowed in thanks, eagerly picking up the Primordial Measuring Ruler to examine it, his heart filled with delight.

Wuji nodded. He too held deep feelings for this treasure.

Before becoming a Quasi-Saint, it had been his favorite supreme treasure.

However, as his cultivation rose, the Measuring Heaven Ruler became less useful. Giving it to Cangjie was the best arrangement.

He believed Cangjie would not disappoint this generous gift.

At the side, Nezha watched Cangjie receive the treasure, and envy showed in his eyes.

At a glance, the Primordial Measuring Ruler was clearly a top-tier treasure, far stronger than his Fire-Tipped Spear and Qiankun Circle.

Although Nezha had become much steadier after experiencing many worldly affairs, the nature of the Primal Chaos Pearl Demonic Pill had not changed. He said whatever came to mind and acted straightforwardly.

At that moment, he immediately asked Wuji for a treasure. "Master, Eldest Brother already has such a treasure. Shouldn’t Master give me something good as well?"

Wuji fell into brief thought upon hearing this.

Nezha’s primordial spirit came from the reincarnation of half of the Demonic Pill of the Primal Chaos Pearl. In terms of innate origin, he far surpassed other primordial divine beings, but in Wuji’s view, this was instead a sign of incomplete origin.

If he wished to reach the Quasi-Saint Realm, it would not be difficult for him. But if he wished to go further, all the way to peak Quasi-Saint or attain the Primordial Unity Dao, it would be nearly impossible.

As Wuji’s disciple, how could Wuji tolerate him being unable even to become a Primal Unity Golden Immortal?

"Your origin is incomplete and must be restored as soon as possible." As Wuji spoke, he waved his right hand, and a mass of golden energy appeared, merging into Nezha’s glabella.

This residual Heavenly Dao Origin had an eighty percent chance of completely making up for Nezha’s flaw.

"When you advance to the Quasi-Saint Realm, I will grant you a new supreme treasure for protection.

For now, the Fire-Tipped Spear and the Chaos Silk are sufficient. Even if you had a better supreme treasure, you might not be able to wield it."

After dealing with the two disciples, Wuji sat alone in the great hall and sank into thought.

Time flowed like water, and one hundred thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

The Three Realms likewise gradually settled into calm. The Heavenly Court’s power had greatly increased, and it was no longer the small-scale organization it had once been.

However, Quasi-Saint-level experts still looked down on the Heavenly Court, and such figures remained scarce.

As for Golden Immortals of Grand Da Luo, the Heavenly Court still had quite a few who had not entered the Dao. Nevertheless, it remained one of the top powers in the Three Realms, with only Western Buddhism and the Three Teachings of the Eastern Three Pure Ones able to contend with it.

Over these hundred thousand years, Taiqing Saint and Yuanshi Tianzun had also taken action, recruiting disciples anew to strengthen the foundations of the Human and Chan Sects, gradually forming a sizable force.

As for the Interception Sect, there was naturally no need to say more.

Over a million years, Many Treasures Daoist, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Turtle Spirit Holy Mother, and Yunxiao of the Interception Sect all broke through into the Quasi-Saint Realm.

Even more astonishingly, Duobao and Yunxiao had reached the Mid Quasi-Saint Realm, greatly increasing the Interception Sect’s overall strength. Even without Master Tongtian and Wuji overseeing it, it was no longer comparable to its former self.

Meanwhile, under Wuji’s instructions, Cangjie built a prosperous Wuji City near Wuji Mountain.

After a million years of development, the city flourished increasingly and became an important trading ground for cultivators across the Three Realms.

Its function resembled that of a marketplace. No matter what one needed, transactions could be completed there.

Relying on Wuji’s immense power, the city contained an abundant array of goods. So long as one paid the corresponding price, one could obtain whatever one needed.

To promote the marketplace’s development, Cangjie formed a vast merchant alliance that covered the entire Three Realms.

To facilitate travel, Wuji also set up spatial teleportation arrays. By paying spirit stones, one could teleport from anywhere in the Three Realms to the Wuji Marketplace for large-scale transactions.

Over the past million years, this place had remained lively and bustling. From its initial small town, it gradually developed into a massive city, and its scale would continue to expand in the future.

Eastern Divine Continent, Flower Fruit Mountain.

Suddenly, a huge stone radiating five-colored light exploded, followed by a thunderous boom that shook heaven and earth.

Immediately afterward, a golden Stone Monkey leaped out from the shattered boulder, instantly stirring the Three Realms.

Countless great powers and experts had flickering gazes, their expressions full of interest.

Inside the Hall of Celestial Supremacy of the Heavenly Court, the Jade Emperor was discussing important matters with the immortals.

"Recently, the Heavenly Realm has been unsettled. What exactly has happened in the lower realm?" The Jade Emperor’s gaze was sharp as he swept his eyes across the immortals in the hall.

Thousand-Mile Eye and Favorable Wind Ear quickly investigated the matter and returned to report, "Your Majesty, a Stone Monkey has been born at Flower Fruit Mountain in the Eastern Divine Continent of the lower realm, causing celestial phenomena."

As soon as these words were spoken, the immortals erupted in discussion.

Though the Stone Monkey was merely a demon, it had caused such a disturbance. It was certainly no ordinary being.

Some Immortals and Gods did not know its origins, but the experts of the great sects naturally understood.

This was clearly an action by Western Buddhism.

Yang Jian immediately stepped forward and advised, "The birth of this demon has already become a hidden danger. It should be eliminated as soon as possible."

Yang Jian was a disciple of the Chan Sect and was deeply valued by his master, True Lord Yuding.

He had long been at odds with the Buddhist Sect, so naturally he wished to strike it while it was down.

His words immediately drew furious glares from the Buddhist Sect disciples.

The Chan Sect disciples refused to yield, their momentum imposing.

The Interception Sect, meanwhile, stood aside with folded arms and watched the spectacle.

The Interception Sect had no favorable impression of either side.

Seeing this, the Jade Emperor felt vexed.

He especially loathed Yang Jian and wished he could eliminate him immediately.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun stood behind Yang Jian, so the Jade Emperor could only forcibly suppress his anger.

He had once reincarnated through the cycle of rebirth and did not wish to experience it a second time.

No matter how furious he was with those saints, he did not dare provoke them lightly.

This was true of Cundi Sage and Yuanshi Tianzun alike.

The current Jade Emperor possessed extraordinary patience. Moreover, he knew the Stone Monkey’s origins well, so how could he agree to Yang Jian’s request? He then pretended to calculate with his fingers and sighed. "During the ancient Witch-Demon War, Buzhou Mountain collapsed. Lady Nüwa used Five-Colored Divine Stones to mend the heavens, leaving behind one Five-Colored Divine Stone. I never expected this Stone Monkey to be born from it.

This monkey has ties to Lady Nüwa, so there is no need to concern ourselves with it for now."

Furthermore, mishandling this matter would offend Western Buddhism’s future power.

Killing the Stone Monkey would not only offend Nüwa but also enrage Cundi Sage.

He would never do something so unprofitable.

"Yes, Jade Emperor!" The immortals wore strange expressions as they responded in unison.

After court was dismissed, the Jade Emperor returned to his sleeping palace, only to suddenly see the phantom of a Buddha appear before him.

"Shakyamuni, how dare you intrude into the Heavenly Court!"

The Jade Emperor frowned and shouted coldly.

"Haha, Jade Emperor, I have come to bring about a matter of great merit and wish to cooperate with you!"

Shakyamuni merely smiled calmly, entirely unconcerned.

"Oh? What matter?"

The Jade Emperor asked without revealing his thoughts.

"In a thousand years, Western Buddhism will undertake a major event.

I wish to spread Mahayana Buddhism to the East. At that time, there will be one who seeks the scriptures, enduring eighty-one tribulations on the journey to Spirit Mountain to obtain them.

There will be many Demonic Beasts along the way, and an expert will be needed to escort him.