Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends
Chapter 268 - 241, Long-eared Light-fixing Immortal Takes Action

Chapter 268: Chapter 241, Long-eared Light-fixing Immortal Takes Action

Yang Jiao opened his mouth, feeling that breaking through to the Daluo Realm was impossible, but looking at his master’s encouraging gaze, he could only helplessly bow and say, "Yes!" before turning and flying away into the distance.

Now, Yang Jiao had moved away from the Three Light Immortal Path, establishing his own Taoist practice site on the distant Purple Cloud Island.

Bai Jin watched Yang Jiao fly away, silently saying in his heart, "Good disciple, don’t blame your master. Right now, it’s a chess game between the Saints and the Heavenly Emperor, and we, master and disciple, are better off laying low. I’m doing this for your own good."

If he truly wanted to intervene, Bai Jin didn’t know what he could do either. Should he help Heavenly Emperor Hao Tian or should he help Master Yuan Shi? Whichever side he helped, he would offend the other.

A streak of firelight skimmed the surface of the sea.

Bai Jin beckoned with a smile, shouting, "Fire Spirit niece, where are you off to?"

The firelight suddenly condensed, transforming into a female fairy wearing a Golden Rosy Clouds Crown, who bowed and said, "Reporting to Uncle Master, I’m planning to go on a trial in the Primordial World."

"Very good, where is your master?"

The Fire Spirit Saint Mother hesitated for a moment before saying, "My master... he is currently giving a sermon."

Bai Jin laughed and said, "My brother is giving a sermon again? I shall also go and listen."

Moments later, an angry voice emanated from Dividing Treasure Island, "Bai Jin!"

"Ah, brother, don’t be angry! Master once said, ’A lamp unlit sheds no light, an argument unmade clarifies no truth.’ Isn’t the point of discussing the Tao to have a debate and distill clarity?"

On Purple Cloud Island, Yang Jiao too sensed the restless aura from afar and couldn’t help but smile wryly. Why has Master gone to find Master Duobao again?!

Settling his mind, he sat upright in the Tao Palace. Master has asked me to enter seclusion, but what exactly does he want me to comprehend? The realm of Daluo is not so easily broken through. Could Master have some deeper intention?

Several days later at dusk, Long-Eared Ding Guangxian quietly made his way to Purple Cloud Island, his silent presence directly penetrating through Purple Cloud Island’s prohibitory restrictions and entering within.

Within the Tao Palace, Yang Jiao’s eyes suddenly flew open as he shouted sharply, "Who’s there?"

The ceiling of the Tao Palace opened with a booming sound and Yang Jiao burst out from within, his gaze sharp as he looked toward the newcomer, exclaiming in astonishment, "Uncle Master!"

Long-Eared Ding Guangxian stood rigid and dumbfounded on the spot, awkwardly saying, "Nephew, are you well?"

Yang Jiao, puzzled, said, "Uncle Master, what brings you here?"

Taking two instinctive steps back and on alert in his heart, he knew from rumors that his uncle and his own master didn’t get along well. Could it be that he’s come to launch a sneak attack on me?

Long-Eared Ding Guangxian said awkwardly, "I heard that there’s a red flower tree—an Innate Spirit Root—on Nephew’s island. I planned to borrow some red flowers to make red flower oil as gifts for fellow sect members."

"It’s just for some red flowers, Uncle Master could have just asked." Yang Jiao glanced at the motionless island defense array, adding, "Barging in like this really isn’t befitting your status, Uncle Master."

Long-Eared Ding Guangxian hastily explained, "Nephew, please don’t misunderstand. I didn’t want to intrude directly, but I supposed you would have gone to Taoshan with your younger brother to save your mother, so I had to enter this way."

Boom—Like a bolt of lightning striking his mind, the words of Long-Eared Ding Guangxian echoed, Go to Taoshan with my younger brother to save our mother?

Yang Jiao urgently questioned, "Uncle Master, what do you mean by that?"

Long-Eared Ding Guangxian replied in astonishment, "Nephew, don’t you know? Three hundred years ago your mother, in order to protect you, was suppressed by the Heavenly Emperor beneath Taoshan.

"Now that your brother Yang Jian has made progress in his cultivation, he has left the mountain and is heading towards Taoshan, planning to rescue your mother. I thought you had also gone, which is why I had no choice but to sneak in through the Array Formation Restriction."

Yang Jiao was lost in a daze and murmured, "My mother is still alive, suppressed under Taoshan, Yang Jian is planning to rescue Mother." The sudden news shook Yang Jiao to the core, throwing his mind into chaos.

Long-Eared Ding Guangxian said with confusion, "Didn’t your Master tell you about these things?"

Yang Jiao’s senses returned, and suddenly, the strangeness of his Master from a few days ago emerged in his mind. No wonder he suddenly asked me to go into closed-door cultivation. Master didn’t want me to rescue Mother at all. With a flash of his figure, he dashed out of the island and towards the Primordial World.

On the island, Long-Eared Ding Guangxian revealed a smile. The task Master Zhunti had entrusted to him was completed. With a Saint making a move, Bai Jin, it’s your turn to see how you will respond. After picking the red flowers, he drifted away into the distance.

On the Three Light Immortal Path, Shijigu Liang, Jingwei, and Long Ji were sitting together, watching the scenes unfolding on Purple Cloud Island through the water mirror before them. Long-Eared Ding Guangxian’s deeds were all witnessed by everyone.

Gu Liang exclaimed in shock, "Senior Brother, Long-Eared Ding Guangxian has accidentally revealed Yang Jiao’s identity."

Bai Jin’s gaze was deep. Was it really an accident?

Shi Ji said worriedly, "Senior Brother, what do we do now? Do we need to help Yang Jiao? The Heavenly Court is not easy to deal with."

"This matter is not that simple. None of you should intervene. I will handle it myself. Shi Ji, pass on my orders to the Law Enforcement Team to capture Long-Eared Ding Guangxian and charge him with the crime of theft, and punish him severely."

Shi Ji nodded in agreement, "Yes!"

Bai Jin waved his hand and the water mirror before him vanished, saying, "It’s getting late, you all should head back."

Shi Ji, Gu Liang, Jingwei, and Long Ji all stood up and walked towards the outside, disappearing into the night.

Bai Jin sat in the palace, tapping his fingers against the table, lost in thought. Who could be using Long-Eared Ding Guangxian as a chess piece? Thinking of the Long-Eared Ding Guangxian’s mythical tale of betraying the sect, a faction unconsciously surfaced in his mind - the Western Sect!

Long-Eared Ding Guangxian’s sudden departure to inform Yang Jiao of the rescue was by no means a coincidence. It must involve the scheming of the Western Sect. But what could the Western Sect possibly plan to achieve with Yaoji? What could their purpose be? Was it just to uphold the might of the Heavenly Rules?

These were beyond Bai Jin’s pondering. The plans laid out by Saints were like the delicate trace of an antelope’s hook, leaving no trace. Even though Bai Jin knew many myths from past lives, he still couldn’t figure it out now.

Bai Jin let out a long sigh, murmuring, "It seems I still can’t escape this."

Standing up and walking outside, after leaving the Tao Palace, he transformed into a ray of light heading towards the Primordial World. The waters of the Primordial World were too deep, and in the face of mighty beings’ chess match, he was completely out of his league. With many powerful players plotting around Yaoji’s matter, if he were to dive headlong into it, he might instantly become a trapped crane. For his own safety, in the face of such calculations, it would be better to seek advice from a professional.

On Shouyang Mountain, Great Master Xuan Du stood with a smile.

Space in front of him suddenly rippled, and Bai Jin stepped out from within the ripples.

Xuan Du bowed with hands folded in front and said, "Senior Brother, Master has been waiting for a long time in the Tea Garden."

Bai Jin returned the bow and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Bai Jin walked towards the Eight Sceneries Palace, not entering the main hall but instead turning towards a garden. A massive tea tree stood tall within the garden, its crown lush and emitting flecks of light, looking exceptionally beautiful against the night.

There was a wooden table and chairs under the tea tree, and Taishang sat leisurely at the table, savoring his tea.