The Primordial World entered a new era as many powerful beings attained the Quasi-Saint realm by severing their three corpses.
Old Ancestor Hongyun, a well-known kind-hearted person in the Primordial World, was currently enjoying tea with Zhenyuanzi at Wuzhuang Temple.
Ever since he severed his good corpse and achieved Quasi-Saint status, he couldn't restrain his nature and resumed his carefree days of traveling the Primordial World.
After traveling around for a while, he came to his old friend's place to rest his feet.
"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, your Ginseng Fruit Tea truly gets more flavorful the more I drink it!"
Hongyun smacked his lips, a joyful expression on his face.
Zhenyuanzi sat calmly on a meditation cushion, his demeanor as still as a mountain.
"If Fellow Daoist likes it, then drink a few more cups."
Just then, the smile on Hongyun's face suddenly froze.
In the ethereal realm, a mysterious sensation came from the direction of Buzhou Mountain, drawing his attention, as if some Opportunity closely related to him was about to appear.
Zhenyuanzi noticed his unusual behavior: "Fellow Daoist, what's wrong?"
Hongyun frowned slightly, then relaxed, and chuckled: "I sense that there seems to be some Opportunity related to me over at Buzhou Mountain."
Zhenyuanzi paused: "Buzhou Mountain?"
"That's right!" Hongyun slapped his thigh, "I remember now! Fellow Daoist Wu Ming mentioned it to me before! He said that an Opportunity with wide-ranging implications would appear near Buzhou Mountain, and that I should notify him if I sensed it!"
He looked at Zhenyuanzi: "Fellow Daoist, don't you think this is a coincidence?"
Zhenyuanzi's expression became serious: "Has what Fellow Daoist Wu Ming said now come true?"
"It's very likely!" Hongyun stood up, "Let's go, let's go, we'll go to Buzhou Mountain to find Fellow Daoist Wu Ming right now! He specifically instructed me back then that there's something very important to the Wu Race within that Opportunity!"
Zhenyuanzi also stood up: "I'll go with you."
The two immediately set off, transforming into two streams of light, heading straight for Pangu Hall on Buzhou Mountain.
Inside Pangu Hall, Wu Ming was currently exchanging insights on Law with the three newly promoted Primordial Golden Immortal Ancestral Witches: Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Houtu.
Suddenly, he felt something and looked up towards the outside of the hall.
A moment later, the figures of Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi appeared at the hall entrance.
"Fellow Daoist Wu Ming!" Hongyun's voice arrived before he did, still with that cheerful demeanor.
Wu Ming rose to greet them: "Fellow Daoist Hong Yun, Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, please come in."
Once the two entered the hall, Hongyun eagerly spoke: "Fellow Daoist Wu Ming! I sensed what you mentioned last time! It's right at Buzhou Mountain! No mistake!"
Wu Ming's face showed a hint of understanding: "The time has come."
He looked at Hongyun: "Thank you for making this trip, Fellow Daoist."
"Hey! Don't be so polite!" Hongyun waved his hand, "It's no trouble at all! Fellow Daoist, what exactly is that Opportunity? How could it involve so much?"
Wu Ming said: "It's an Innate Spiritual Root, and it will bear several Innate gourds."
He looked at Hongyun: "One of them is of great use to my Wu Race."
Hongyun suddenly understood: "So that's it! Then let's hurry! Don't let others get there first!"
Wu Ming nodded: "That's exactly what I intended."
"Yes, Big Brother!" The three Ancestral Witches responded.
He turned to Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Houtu and said: "After I leave, you three will discuss and handle tribal affairs together. Restrain the tribesmen, abide by your duties, and do not be negligent."
"Yes, Big Brother!" Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Houtu responded in unison.
Wu Ming said no more and left Pangu Hall with Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun, flying towards the direction Hongyun had sensed.
Before long, the group arrived at the mountainside of Buzhou Mountain, where a valley shrouded in dense white mist appeared before them.
The white mist churned, and faint fluctuations of a Formation emanated from within, blocking Divine Thought probes.
"It should be here." Hongyun pointed to the valley entrance.
Wu Ming nodded, looking into the valley.
Through the gaps in the Formation, he could sense that several powerful Auras already existed inside.
"It seems someone arrived before us." Zhenyuanzi spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, three figures emerged from the white mist: Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian.
The Three Pure Ones also paused slightly upon seeing Wu Ming and the others.
Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at Wu Ming, then swept his gaze over Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi, letting out a cold snort without speaking.
Laozi's expression was calm, and he bowed: "Greetings, Fellow Daoists."
Tongtian, on the other hand, laughed heartily: "So it's Fellow Daoist Wu Ming and Fellow Daoists Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi. You've come at a good time; we also just arrived not long ago."
Wu Ming nodded in return: "Greetings, three Fellow Daoists."
Hongyun cheerfully greeted them: "Have the three Fellow Daoists also sensed it?"
Yuanshi ignored him.
Laozi said: "The Opportunity here is fated with us."
Just then, another person walked out of the valley, a peerless beauty, none other than Nuwa.
She saw Wu Ming and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
"Fellow Daoist Nuwa." Wu Ming responded.
Nuwa also nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
Hongyun leaned closer to Zhenyuanzi and whispered: "Sure enough, just as Fellow Daoist Wu Ming said, the Three Pure Ones and Fellow Daoist Nuwa have all come!"
Zhenyuanzi transmitted his reply: "It seems this Opportunity is indeed extraordinary, attracting even these top-tier powerful beings."
Wu Ming's expression remained unchanged. He found an empty spot and stood still, waiting quietly. He knew that not everyone had arrived yet.
Indeed, not long after, two scorching golden lights streaked across the sky, like two descending suns, landing not far from the valley entrance.
It was the Yao Race Heavenly Emperor Dijun, and Donghuang Taiyi!
Dijun wore an imperial robe, exuding profound majesty. Taiyi held the Eastern Emperor Bell, his Aura overbearing and sharp.
"Hmph! The Wu Race has come too?" Taiyi's eyes flashed with ill will when he saw Wu Ming.
He still remembered the incident at the Heavenly Court last time.
Dijun, however, had a normal expression, though a hint of vigilance lay deep in his eyes when he looked at Wu Ming.
"Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, I trust you've been well." Dijun spoke indifferently.
Wu Ming calmly responded: "Fellow Daoist Dijun, Fellow Daoist Taiyi."
The atmosphere instantly became somewhat subtle.
The Three Pure Ones stood to the side; Laozi closed his eyes in meditation, Yuanshi was expressionless, and Tongtian watched with interest.
Nuwa's delicate brows furrowed slightly, seemingly disliking the tense atmosphere.
It was Hongyun who couldn't help but mutter: "Heh, this feathered bird, after being Heavenly Emperor for a few days, his temper has grown."
Dijun glared at Taiyi, signaling him to say less, then cupped his hands towards the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the others: "Greetings, Fellow Daoists."
The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the others also returned the greeting.
For a moment, the valley entrance gathered the most top-tier powerful beings in the current Primordial World. The Lord of the Wu Race, the Yao Race Heavenly Emperor and Eastern Emperor, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, plus Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun, and the atmosphere became delicate.
Everyone focused their attention on the Innate Grand Formation before them, waiting for the Opportunity to emerge.
Everyone knew in their hearts that an Opportunity capable of attracting so many Quasi-Saints would definitely contain something extraordinary.
Time passed bit by bit, and the white mist at the valley entrance began to slowly churn, the Aura of that Innate Grand Formation gradually becoming unstable.
Just then—
"Buzz—"
The Innate Grand Formation shrouding the valley, its white mist began to churn violently, then slowly dissipated.
The scene within the valley was revealed to everyone's eyes.
A giant vine was rooted in the center of the valley, with lush branches and leaves, and hanging from it were seven gourds of various colors and sizes, emitting an alluring precious light.
The Congenital Gourd Vine!
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to those seven gourds.