Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 314 - 239 Unable to Give Guidance_2

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What they truly wished to hear was the Method of Sanctification, the experiences of becoming a Saint through the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Yet, Nuwa did not elaborate on these.

Upon hearing the words of The Three Pure Ones and the two from the Western region, Daoist Hong Yun saw himself as an equal to them, as one who also possessed the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Therefore, Daoist Hong Yun also subconsciously desired to speak; he too wanted to hear the method and experiences of becoming a Saint.

It was just that as he was about to make a move, Daoist Zhen Yuanzi beside him instantly grabbed him and spoke sternly, "Daoist Hong Yun!"

Daoist Hong Yun immediately came to his senses, his heart calmed down, and he said to Zhen Yuanzi, "Thank you, Daoist Zhen Yuanzi."

This matter, The Three Pure Ones could speak of, the two from the Western region could speak of, but he could not easily do so, he could only listen.

One reason is strength, which goes without saying.

Another reason is the closeness of their relationships.

The Three Pure Ones are the Direct Disciples of Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun, while Daoist Zhun Ti and Daoist Jie Yin are Registered Disciples of Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun.

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Thus, Daoist Hong Yun did not speak anymore and instead looked at Nuwa Saint, who was seated in the Nuwa Palace, anticipating the Saint’s answer.

Upon hearing the words of The Three Pure Ones and the two from the Western region, whether it was Quasi-Saints, Daluo Golden Immortals, or Primordial Golden Immortals, all turned their attention to Nuwa Saint.

Although they did not possess the Hongmeng Purple Qi, they too harbored the dream of becoming Saints.

Emperor Jun looked at The Three Pure Ones and the two from the Western region and couldn’t help shaking his head, choosing not to speak.

Aside from Emperor Jun, Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, who was invisible and inaudible to others, spoke unabashedly, laughing.

"Hahaha, to become a Saint, instead of contemplating and searching for one’s own path, they actually want to take reference; this is simply impossible."

"If Nuwa leads them down a deviant path, I’m afraid it will be difficult for these individuals to become Saints."

"Nuwa would not do such a thing."

Emperor Jun said, without explaining the reason.

Though unexplained, Luo Hou understood, for they still had a master, Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun, who surely would not allow Nuwa to create a mess.

Nuwa’s eyes, solemn, passed through Nuwa Palace and looked at her three senior fellow disciples and the two from the West, and spoke solemnly.

"The opportunity to become a Saint lies hidden within the Hongmeng Purple Qi; My fellow cultivators, contemplate well, and when the time comes, you will naturally find your own path and become Saints."

The creatures present, upon hearing these words, many of them looked at The Three Pure Ones and the two from the West with ardent eyes.

Hongmeng Purple Qi!

The Three Pure Ones and the two from the West naturally sensed everyone’s gaze, with the aura of Quasi-Saints instantly releasing.

The five of them were Saints who had cut off two of their corporeal souls; their combined aura was incredibly heavy.

The Three Pure Ones and the two from the Western region swept their sharp gazes over those ardently watching creatures, who quickly covered up.

At this moment, they couldn’t help but think of another being with the Hongmeng Purple Qi: Daoist Hong Yun.

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi and Daoist Hong Yun also sensed the seriousness of the issue, for Nuwa’s statement had stirred up everyone’s hearts.

Yet they did not dare to leave now, as departing at this moment would be far too conspicuous.

After waiting for the crowd’s attention to fade, the five simultaneously concealed their auras.

Taiching Laozi once again bowed deeply and said, "Saint, please..."

Before Taiching Laozi could finish speaking, Nuwa’s solemn voice sounded again.

"Daoist Tai Ching, my attainment of sainthood also came after countless eons, contemplating the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and only by chance did I find my own path to become a Saint."

"Moreover, even when we were at Purple Cloud Palace, our master did not point out a clear path to us, let alone myself."

"Even now, the gap between me and our master is as wide as that between the clouds and the mud."

Hearing Nuwa’s words, Taiching Laozi fell silent for a moment before finally speaking.

"Thank you for the instruction, Saint; Taiching understands."

Yuqing Yuanshi and Shang Qing Tong Tian remained silent, without speaking.

Daoist Jie Yin and Daoist Zhun Ti’s faces showed even deeper sorrow, shaking their heads in silence, as if reflecting on the difficulty of becoming a Saint.

Hongmeng Purple Qi!

Many creatures present thought to themselves silently.

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi and Daoist Hong Yun also realized the gravity of the situation.

"All of you, three thousand years have passed, the lecture concludes, please return."

Nuwa said with solemnity.

"The excitement is over; I will not stay any longer. I thank Daoist Di Jun for this time; let us meet again in the future."

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Demon Ancestor Luo Hou spoke.

Without waiting for Di Jun to reply, the ethereal figure of Luo Hou disappeared.

Di Jun’s mind sunk into his Spirit Land once again, only to see that figure in a black robe.

"Please, Daoist Di Jun, open the Spirit Land."

Luo Hou said.

He had intended to leave, but unfortunately for him, Di Jun’s Spirit Land was no longer freely traversable at his will.

To forcefully break through would mean, on Di Jun’s home ground, the outcome of victory or defeat was uncertain.

Before Di Jun’s Spirit Realm had a breakthrough, Luo Hou had been keeping a close eye on him, and he was quite familiar with Di Jun’s talents.

Di Jun did not utter a word; he waved his hand, and the boundaries of the Spirit Land opened.

Luo Hou glanced at Di Jun and said with a smile, "I hope Daoist Di Jun will visit my Demon Realm."

"There will be an opportunity,"

said Di Jun.

"Then I will be waiting," said Luo Hou, before he left Di Jun’s Spirit Land.

Di Jun watched Luo Hou’s departing figure, his heart pondering the Demon Realm.

Once he could encompass the entire Heavenly Realm, he would head out to the Demon Realm to see.

As for the Heavenly Dao, there was no rush.

The pursuit of the Dao was still something to be taken one step at a time.

Di Jun’s mind returned, noticing the beings present had begun to retract.

The Three Pure Ones and the two from the Western Sect left without any reluctance, departing immediately.

The other factions, out of consideration for the Daluo Golden Immortals within their ranks, did not travel at full speed.

Daoist Zhen Yuanzi and Daoist Hong Yun blended in among the ranks of the Daluo Golden Immortals without seeming out of place.

"Daoist Di Jun, please come to Nuwa Palace for a visit," said Nuwa’s voice by Di Jun’s ear as he was about to leave.

Without a change of expression, Di Jun sent out an avatar, leading the host of Demon Clan beings towards the direction of the Primordial.

Given Di Jun’s realm and cultivation, combined with the concealment of the Spiritual Illusion Realm, no one could detect that the one returning to Primordial was but an avatar of Di Jun.

At that moment, Di Jun’s true form stood outside Nuwa Palace, saying evenly, "Emperor Jun has come to visit Nuwa Saint."

Before long, a young girl opened the gates of Nuwa Palace, bowed, and said, "Emperor, please enter. The Saint has been awaiting you."

Cai Feng felt an inexplicable awe towards Emperor Jun, as she had nearly perished at his hands at one point.

Emperor Jun naturally did not perceive the emotions of Cai Feng, nodding at her and stepping into Nuwa Palace.

Upon entering, Emperor Jun found that Nuwa Palace was not as it appeared from the outside but was in fact immensely large.

Emperor Jun was not surprised; after all, it was a Small World.

Soon, Emperor Jun came to the main hall, only to see Nuwa sitting serenely on a cushion, with another placed opposite her.

"Daoist Di Jun, please have a seat," said Nuwa.

Emperor Jun made no fuss and sat down on the cushion, directly asking,

"May I ask what matter has led Daoist Nuwa to invite me to Nuwa Palace?"

Nuwa’s expression was solemn, and after a moment of thought, she said, "I wish to discuss a matter of great importance with Daoist Di Jun."

"Could Daoist Di Jun join me in shielding against the Heaven’s secrets?"

Hearing Nuwa’s words, Di Jun’s expression turned serious, his face becoming stern in an instant.

Nuwa was a Saint, and yet she required him to help her shield against the Heaven’s secrets.

Who would dare pry into a Saint’s affairs?

Di Jun had his speculations, but based on his understanding, he felt that the person he suspected would not do such a thing.

"Alright,"

Di Jun agreed, curious to see just what was so important that Nuwa had to be so cautious.

Di Jun’s mind stirred, and the River Map and Luo Book appeared in his hands.

He tossed the River Map and Luo Book, and in an instant, they expanded immensely, enveloping the whole hall, rotating slowly, shielding everything.