Lord Shenxiu

Jiuhua Spirit Mountain.

Cen Hongyue opened her eyes and let out a long cry.

This time, during the Heavenly Demon invasion, not only was she not sent to the front lines, but she and her two apprentices also avoided the most dangerous battlefields.

Not only that, but she also received a mysterious boon.

She secluded herself for many years in one go and finally broke through to the Ninth Realm of Cultivation—Divine Transformation!

Reaching this realm is already the ultimate describable state.

Next, she can only cut through thorns to achieve the title of Daoist Great Saint from the side gate!

"Master!"

Outside the cave, two girls with bright eyes and white teeth, looking sixteen or seventeen, used their movement technique to run from the foot of the mountain and respectfully saluted.

"Yingzi, Mo Gu... as your master has broken through to the Ninth Realm of Cultivation, now, looking at the current Cultivation World, except for the Great Saints, there is nothing to fear. We should seek a blessed land in Jiuhua Spirit Mountain to establish a sect!"

Jiuhua Spirit Mountain was originally a Holy Land for Loose Cultivators, with countless peaks and blessed lands.

With Cen Hongyue's original cultivation, at most, she could seize a cave dwelling.

But as a Great Cultivator at the stage of Divine Transformation, she is enough to seize a massive peak, which can be used to establish a sect.

Cen Hongyue never dreamed of walking the path of becoming a saint from the side gate. In this lifetime, if she can become the founder of a great sect, with admirers wherever she goes, a vast estate, and her name passed down for a hundred generations, that would be her lifelong pursuit.

"As Master commands."

By now, Yingzi had become a young lady, and due to having also received that opportunity, advanced quickly in cultivation. She had reached the Sixth Realm, making her a well-known young expert.

"Haha, united as master and disciples, we will surely build a foundation. By then, we will offer tribute to the 'Taixu Daoist Ancestor,' and our side path will not lose face!"

Cen Hongyue laughed.

"Master? Who is Taixu Daoist Ancestor?" Mo Gu asked in confusion.

The side gate is not the Xuanmen Orthodox because it cannot produce a Dao Ancestor!

Otherwise, how could the Divine Skill methods of the side gate Great Saints be generally superior to the Daoist Great Saints yet willingly remain as a side gate?

This was something Mo Gu had long known.

But now, surprisingly, the master said that the side gate also has a Dao Ancestor's protection?

Could it be... madness?

Or perhaps possessed by Outer Heaven Demons, confusing the mind?

Mo Gu was so frightened that she trembled all over, secretly pinched a spell, and a faint gleam flashed in her eyes. It was a small spell for detecting demonic energy. Upon discovering that the master was fine, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This small gesture was immediately noticed by Cen Hongyue, who glared fiercely at this little apprentice and said, "This Taixu Daoist Ancestor, I saw recorded in an ancient book, was once Xuanmen Orthodox, but later lamented the difficulty of achieving enlightenment in the side gate. Therefore, he sacrificed himself to enter the side gate and became the ancestor of our side gate loose cultivators!"

"I see..."

Yingzi and Mo Gu nodded, not feeling anything amiss.

In fact, it wasn't just Cen Hongyue.

Among loose cultivators, in the Daoists, even in the memories of some Great Saints, alterations had occurred.

Some well-read individuals with great memories would vaguely recall having read an anonymous ancient book or heard a senior expert mention the deeds of a 'Taixu Daoist Ancestor.'

This Dao Ancestor was the patriarch of the side gate; although his deeds were rarely passed down, he was of supreme orthodoxy!

...

"Alright… this way, people of this world won't feel abrupt and can rather accept the sudden emergence of a new Dao Ancestor more amicably, right?"

In the void, Zhong Shenxiu nodded slightly.

Such large-scale memory alterations and information manipulation were, of course, his handiwork.

With the light of order, coupled with the abilities of the Ideal Country, he easily accomplished all this, creating a 'Taixu Daoist Ancestor' in addition to the innate Five Tai.

"These three unique divinities, although from different supreme beings, have strange abilities. Their combination is of infinite marvelous use."

Having done all this, Zhong Shenxiu no longer paid much attention and began thinking about how to resolve the great difficulties of this world.

"To resolve this, even killing the existence of [Heavenly Elder] and others is useless. One must pull them all back and transform them back into Dao Ancestors…"

In fact, with his current strength, cooperating with Time's Ouroboros and the two other beings, there is no problem in protecting this realm.

But Zhong Shenxiu was unwilling for his true self to be held here for up to three Hyuez.

"It seems, only using the power of 'Fragments of Secret History' will do."

Zhong Shenxiu thought for a moment and began to attempt.

He waved his hand, and an ancient scroll full of historical vicissitudes appeared in his palm.

Layer upon layer of historical curtains were lifted, and he seemed to see the ancient history of this world, the day when the Five Great Dao Ancestors fell into demonhood together and eternally sank!

Rumble!

After the ancient impact, it returned to an even more distant era, and layers upon layers of historical phantoms emerged.

Zhong Shenxiu even saw the scene of the Five Great Dao Ancestors preaching.

He wanted to look further, to see the birth of this world, but he felt he could no longer pursue further.

'The birth of this world, opened by a supreme being, is beyond the capabilities of the 'Fragments of Secret History'...'

Zhong Shenxiu sighed.

After all, the unique divinities are only at the True God level, a large rank away from the supreme level.

Recklessly peering, was indeed unwise.

He thought for a bit and suddenly reached into the historical curtain.

Five enigmatic pieces of information were grasped out of it, each exuding an extraordinary aura, albeit very illusory, transforming into five streams of energy.

One is yin-yang not yet altered, void and vast like the grand void, without light or form, formless, nameless; this is Taiyi!

One has name but no reality, though with energy but not form, this is called Taichu!

The third is the confluence of yin and yang, blending as one, from one, forms arise, though formed without substance, this is Taishi!

The fourth has form with substance, but not yet an entity, this is called Taisu!

The last is yin-yang undivided, clear and turbid blended, this is Taiji!

These five energies resemble the states of the universe before it was opened, illustrating the principles of the primordial chaos, wondrously profound.

Even vaguely, they are about to transform into five magnificent, grand silhouettes entangled with Dao Rhythms.

Rumble!

Even if these five figures were only apparitions, upon their appearance, heaven trembled, earth shook, flowers fell like rain from the sky, golden lotus emerged from the ground, as if they were the favored children of the Great Dao.

"These five Dao Ancestors, worthy as naturally born entities opening up heaven and earth, have astounding fortune... we do not have such treatment."

Zhong Shenxiu had just grumbled when he saw a mysterious door open, revealing a Blood Moon.

In midair, Time's Ouroboros appeared, with vertical pupils filled with surprise: "Innate Five Tai? No… merely their imprint in history…"

Nevertheless, this was not a presence that it could easily summon.

Even though it holds the power of time, summoning projections from history is not its forte.

"Is this your plan?"

The Lord of the Gate looked at those five apparitions, neither approving nor disapproving, "Only five imprints, too weak, too weak!"

"It's not over yet."

Zhong Shenxiu chuckled lightly, using the power of the Ideal Country, "I hope... these imprints can transform into avatars of the Dao Ancestors!"