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Ye Chuanze lay on the soft couch, playing with the treasure Qian Kun Ding that Hongjun had given him. The name Qian Kun Ding alone suggested it was an extremely powerful artifact. "Qian Kun" means heaven and earth; to dare to take such a name indicates a connection to great powers. The ding, as a vessel, is inherently extraordinary, symbolizing nobility and grandeur, representing authority. There is an ancient saying about the three-legged ding standing firm in the world.
This Qian Kun Ding is the first ding in the Primordial realm, born before heaven and earth, transformed from the Lotus Platform of Chaos Azure Lotus. As a congenital treasure, its origins are remarkable, and its power immense. If placed in the outside world, it would certainly be a coveted artifact, capable of inciting fierce competition among the Primordial Immortals. Ye Chuanze couldn't help but feel grateful that it was bestowed upon him by Hongjun; otherwise, he might not have been able to obtain such a congenital treasure amidst fierce contention.
Ye Chuanze's true form is a Twelfth-Grade Annihilation Black Lotus birthed from the Chaos Azure Lotus, making him somewhat related to this Qian Kun Ding. Thus, when he saw the Qian Kun Ding, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity that resonated within him. This Qian Kun Ding was particularly suitable for him; being of the same origin allowed for a deep connection between them, enabling him to maximize the artifact's power.
He lay on the soft couch with his black hair cascading over it, playing with the Qian Kun Ding while examining this congenital treasure. The Qian Kun Ding was a three-legged round ding, formed naturally from an unknown material that exuded an ancient and rustic quality. He reached out to touch its surface; it felt rough and was covered in intricate Dao patterns. Ye Chuanze studied these patterns closely but could not recognize any of them.
These Dao patterns were naturally formed rather than artificially carved; each stroke conveyed profound Dao principles. If one could comprehend their meanings, their cultivation would surely experience significant growth, potentially breaking through existing bottlenecks. Unfortunately, despite observing them day and night for some time now, Ye Chuanze had gained nothing.
He stared intently at the Dao patterns on the ding for an unknown length of time without blinking. After a long while, he finally closed his eyes and casually tossed the Qian Kun Ding aside on the couch. Cultivation cannot be forced; it should follow its natural course and seek breakthroughs in tranquility. He realized that he had been too impatient lately and had disrupted his Dao heart.
At this moment, Ye Chuanze's realm was Quasi-Saint, yet he had not severed any of his Three Corpses. Many Quasi-Saints existed among the Primordial Immortals now; although Ye Chuanze's realm was considered upper-tier, it did not provide him with much advantage. The future trend among the Primordial beings indicated that Quasi-Saints would be as common as dogs and Golden Immortals would be everywhere. Even among Quasi-Saints, there were distinctions of lower, middle, and upper tiers. Although Ye Chuanze held a Quasi-Saint status, without having severed any of his Three Corpses, he could only be considered mid-tier among Quasi-Saints. This was still bolstered by his combat skills and offensive spells along with numerous powerful artifacts that elevated his overall strength enough to reach mid-tier Quasi-Saint status.
In Taoism, the Three Corpses represent virtue, evil, and obsession. Severing the Three Corpses leads to their unification into one body with one's true self, achieving enlightenment in the Great Dao.
For Primordial Immortals who reach Quasi-Saint status, severing their Three Corpses is essential for further advancement in cultivation. While they may not achieve sainthood through this process, they can significantly enhance their cultivation level; reaching peak Quasi-Saint status brings them close in power to Sages—differing only in rank.
Severing the Three Corpses is a necessary path for Primordial Immortals to enhance their strength; failing to do so relegates one to lower tiers.
However, Ye Chuanze had yet to sever any of his Three Corpses—not even one corpse had been cut away. In contrast, other Quasi-Saints among the Primordials had at least severed one corpse; even the Three Pure Ones had long since dealt with all three corpses. Fuxi and Nuwa had both severed their good and evil corpses—how could Ye Chuanze not feel anxious about being one corpse behind?
Lying on the soft couch with his eyes closed in contemplation, Ye Chuanze pondered why he had been unable to sever his Three Corpses: it stemmed from his overly complex thoughts—good and evil were indistinct for him; how could he sever them? There are no absolute good or evil entities in this world; behind kindness may lie cruelty, while behind wickedness may lie coercion. Good and evil have never been clearly defined; shades of gray exist between black and white. With such thoughts occupying his mind, how could Ye Chuanze sever good and evil?
Ye Chuanze had always been a person who pursued strength fervently; he revered martial power and firmly believed that only by possessing formidable strength could one remain unrestrained by others and achieve true freedom. He had never given up on pursuing great power—perhaps due to past weaknesses or having been forced by others—his obsession with strength bordered on madness.
An obsession taken too far becomes a demonic obstacle. Rahul recognized this trait in him and was certain that Ye Chuanze would ultimately fall into demonic paths like himself. Ye Chuanze's ideals were vastly different from those of Taoists; although he had always endured silently, there would come a day when reality faced destruction—a day when he would erupt into madness.
Moreover, since Ye Chuanze expressed what seemed like romantic feelings toward Hongjun, his resolve to grow stronger solidified even more. Hongjun was Dao Ancestor with unfathomable strength and nearly no rivals. Since Ye Chuanze chose him as his partner on this path, he must become someone equally powerful who could match him. His pride would not allow him to appear weak or incompetent before his partner—especially since he had made promises to Hongjun.
"When I establish my great cause one day, I will come find you; will you wait for me?"
"I promise you."
Hongjun agreed to him; thus Ye Chuanze would fulfill his promise—when he achieved supreme divinity as a powerful man worthy of matching Hongjun’s stature, he would come to Purple Cloud Palace to seek out Hongjun.
In the Purple Cloud Palace of the Thirty-Three Heavens, the Purple Robed, Flowing Hair Daoist sat with closed eyes, letting out a long sigh, "Foolish child!"
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On this day, Nuwa came to visit Ye Chuanze at Yunze Cave.
Ye Chuanze sat upright on a soft mat, raised his hand, and poured a cup of tea for Nuwa, saying, "What a rare guest! What brings you here today?"
Nuwa appeared somewhat troubled as she replied, "Recently, I seem to have a feeling that a great opportunity awaits me. But each time it feels fleeting, and I cannot grasp what this opportunity truly is. I sense that this opportunity is extremely important for me, perhaps related to..." She did not finish her sentence, but Ye Chuanze understood her meaning; perhaps this opportunity was connected to her potential to attain sainthood.
Ye Chuanze looked up at her and asked, "Why have you come to find me?"
Nuwa met his gaze and said, "Because I feel that I can obtain what I desire from you."
Ye Chuanze lowered his eyes, having formed a guess in his mind about who might be pulling the strings behind the scenes. Nuwa's so-called feeling was merely the Heavenly Dao's hint, reminding her that it was time for her to take action. A person does not simply have feelings without reason; this principle also applied to Nuwa's latter statement—her visit to Ye Chuanze was also prompted by someone guiding her from the shadows. And who else could accomplish such a thing but the one seated in the Purple Cloud Palace of the Thirty-Three Heavens?
Was this considered using public matters for private gain? A hidden rule of the Heavenly Dao? Ye Chuanze thought to himself and suddenly smiled; he felt a sense of being favored by an emperor, and his mood brightened.
Seeing him suddenly smile, Nuwa asked, "Why are you laughing?"
Ye Chuanze shook his head and said, "It's nothing."
With more memories than the Primordial Immortals, Ye Chuanze naturally knew the key to Nuwa's attainment of sainthood. He lifted his teacup and took a sip before asking, "What do you think of the Primordial Land?"
Nuwa did not understand why he asked this and furrowed her brows for a long time before replying, "The Primeval Continent is rich and beautiful, vast in territory, with sentient beings thriving." This was how Nuwa viewed the Primeval Continent—beautiful and abundant.
"Indeed! The territory is vast; it is precisely because it is too expansive that it feels desolate and lonely. The land is broad, yet sentient beings are scarce; this world seems somewhat cold and monotonous," Ye Chuanze pointed out.
His words seemed to blow away the fog before Nuwa's eyes, allowing her to suddenly gain clarity. She said to Ye Chuanze, "Thank you for your guidance, my friend. I will remember your kindness."
Ye Chuanze took another sip of tea in silence.
Nuwa then said, "I shall take my leave now and not disturb your tranquility any longer."
Ye Chuanze understood that she was eager to create life and did not keep her any longer. He nodded at her and said, "Go ahead!"
Nuwa quickly stood up and left. Ye Chuanze watched her departing figure and shook his head inwardly; he believed that Nuwa's attempt to create life would inevitably fail. The Nine Earths and Soil and the Gourd Vine were still in his possession; even the Qian Kun Ding was with him. How could Nuwa possibly create life?
This time, it was not only Nüwa who gained clarity; Ye Chuanze also figured out many of the previous mysteries, such as the Gourd Vine obtained beneath Buzhou Mountain. Previously, Ye Chuanze felt that the Gourd Vine was quite familiar, as if he had heard of it somewhere, but he could not recall. Adhering to the principle of never wasting anything, Ye Chuanze collected the Gourd Vine along with the Nine Earths and Soil that nurtured it, planting them in the space within the Twelve-Grade Ink Lotus, attempting to grow another gourd.
Looking back now, in the myths and legends, Nüwa used a vine to whip mud, which then transformed into humanity upon hitting the ground; that vine must be this Primordial Gourd Vine! As for the soil used to create humans, it must be the Nine Earths and Soil. It is not just any dirt picked up randomly that can create humanity; soil without spiritual energy would only produce clay figures.
Ye Chuanze still remembered that at that time, Hongjun advised him to carefully keep the Nine Earths and Soil along with the Gourd Vine, telling him that this was a great opportunity. It seemed to refer to Nüwa's chance to create humanity and wanted him to contribute to it, thereby gaining some Merit. It was also at that time that Hongjun mentioned handing over the Qian Kun Ding to him. It seemed that this Qian Kun Ding was also essential in Nüwa's creation of humanity. Ye Chuanze pondered thoughtfully about the purpose of Qian Kun Ding.
The Nine Earths and Soil were for creating humans; the Gourd Vine was used to whip the mud, causing it to splash and transform into humanity, thus speeding up the process of creation. What was still needed… Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Ye Chuanze's mind; a container was still required. The Qian Kun Ding could gather spiritual energy from heaven and earth, mixing the Nine Earths and Soil with spiritual spring water inside it; with spiritual energy nourishing it, humans could be created.
Everything made sense now; Ye Chuanze felt refreshed all over. At this moment, what occupied his mind was not Nüwa creating humanity but Hongjun. Hongjun was simply too amiable and respectable; Ye Chuanze felt so moved that he almost wanted to hug Hongjun and give him a big kiss. The feeling of being favored by a ruler was simply wonderful; having someone backing you truly made a difference.
Ahem… Ye Chuanze straightened his expression, trying hard to appear nonchalant. I need to stay calm; I need to stay calm. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not hide the smile at the corners of his lips or the pride in his eyes.
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