At this moment, all beings in the Primordial World were excited about the Sage's sermon a thousand years later, and every part of the Primordial World was in a state of boiling.
However, in a certain part of the Primordial World, it appeared exceptionally quiet, as if unaffected by such news.
This place existed between the heavens and earth of the Primordial World, yet it seemed to be independent of them, with a mysterious aura spreading out, making it impossible to discern its boundaries.
There was nothing else here, only a giant willow tree standing tall and magnificent.
At this moment, a phantom sat on the giant willow tree, muttering to itself.
"Hongjun has become a Sage? I knew he had the Heavenly Dao secretly helping him, but I didn't expect him to find the path to becoming a Sage so quickly."
This phantom was none other than the Great Immortal Yang Mei, who, like Hongjun and Luohu, was a Chaos Demon God.
When Pangu opened the heavens and battled the Three Thousand Demon Gods, three innate demon gods did not die and were reborn in the Primordial World: Ancestor Hongjun, Ancestor Luohu, and this Great Immortal Yang Mei.
Great Immortal Yang Mei was transformed from the first hollow yang willow wood, born from the center of the void. His cultivation was powerful, and he was one of the most powerful beings in the world. Even compared to the two protagonists of the Dao-Demon conflict, Ancestor Luohu and Ancestor Hongjun, he was not inferior.
However, after the Dao-Demon conflict, Great Immortal Yang Mei went into seclusion and no longer appeared in the Primordial World.
This was because, in that earth-shattering battle, Great Immortal Yang Mei had sensed the existence of the Heavenly Dao and seen the true nature of the Dao-Demon conflict.
The so-called Dao-Demon conflict was merely a test from the Heavenly Dao.
If Ancestor Luohu won, then the Primordial World would be dominated by demons, with demons being supreme.
Conversely, if Ancestor Hongjun won, then the Dao would naturally prevail throughout the world, and the Daoist sect would flourish.
Great Immortal Yang Mei understood that during the Dao-Demon conflict, powerful beings like Patriarch Qiankun and Patriarch Shichen had fallen one after another. Hongjun was his only major threat.
And how could he possibly be a match for Hongjun, who was favored by the Heavenly Dao? Helpless, he had to give up the opportunity to become a Sage and go into seclusion.
Now, seeing Ancestor Hongjun become a Sage, Great Immortal Yang Mei sighed endlessly. The gap between him and Hongjun had completely widened.
"Alas, a step behind is always a step behind. When will I be able to compete with Hongjun again!"
Great Immortal Yang Mei sighed. In order to preserve himself, he had to retreat, losing the opportunity to become a Sage.
"However, there are thousands of Great Daos. It's not like I have no chance."
Great Immortal Yang Mei's eyes flickered, and he was re-energized. He had comprehended the Great Dao and had already glimpsed a path to becoming a Sage different from Hongjun's.
As long as he could achieve Sainthood, he might still be able to compete with Hongjun!
Naturally, Xu Fang was unaware of the grudges between Ancestor Hongjun and Great Immortal Yang Mei. After bidding farewell to the siblings Fuxi and Nuwa, he flew on his way.
Looking back, he had no idea how far he was from the nameless island, and Xu Fang stopped.
"Alright, I'm far enough from those two money-spending friends. Now I can see if there are any treasures close to me."
Xu Fang breathed a sigh of relief. Although Fuxi and Nuwa spoke nicely and acted like civilized immortals, and he got along well with them.
After a period of discussion, his gains were much greater than the two treasures he had lost.
However, thinking of the two treasures that were within reach, he still had to reluctantly give them to Nuwa, and Xu Fang still felt a little heartache.
There is a saying that the best way to heal a broken heart is to start another relationship.
Similarly, the best way to heal the heartache of losing something is to find new things.
Of course, all of this had to be far away from those two siblings!
Xu Fang opened the chat group, preparing to see where the nearest treasure was and embark on a new treasure hunt.
However, Xu Fang then wanted to slap himself. He already had the treasure map, so why bother checking them one by one?
With a thought, the treasure map appeared before his eyes.
Xu Fang quickly saw his own icon and then, using his current location as the center, he began to scan outwards on the map.
"Six Roots of Purity Bamboo?"
Xu Fang's gaze finally fell on a treasure. This item was the closest to Xu Fang, on a nearby island.
Xu Fang immediately clicked on the icon of this treasure on the map, and the information of this treasure immediately appeared before him.
[Six Roots of Purity Bamboo]
[Grade: Ordinary Innate Spiritual Treasure, can be refined into a supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.]
[Belongs to: None yet.]
[Current Location: East Sea, east of the host, the system map continues to navigate for the host.]
[Description: This treasure originates from the Bitter Bamboo, one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots, scattered across the East Sea. It is powerful and has strong growth potential, capable of being refined into a supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure. When used, it can seal the six senses of sight, hearing, nose, tongue, body, and soul. Those sealed by this treasure are like fish on a chopping block, at the mercy of others.]
"So strong?"
Xu Fang quickly finished reading the information and was immediately surprised.
Xu Fang naturally knew about the Bitter Bamboo, which, like his "older sister" Huang Zhong Li, was one of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots of heaven and earth.
It was said that the Bitter Bamboo was an innate spiritual root nurtured by the Great Dao of Seven Emotions. Its appearance was no different from ordinary green bamboo.
The only difference was that the Bitter Bamboo was surrounded by an endless aura of sorrow and suffering.
Regardless of the person, as long as they were captivated by the sorrow of the Bitter Bamboo, they would unknowingly fall into despair and commit suicide before the Bitter Bamboo.
"So, in comparison, Huang Zhong Li is better."
Xu Fang commented. As one of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots of heaven and earth, the Bitter Bamboo was too dangerous, or in other words, it was a depression-inducing item.
However, despite the danger of the Bitter Bamboo, fortune and misfortune are interdependent. If one can endure the sorrow of the Bitter Bamboo, it is of great help to cultivation.
It allows practitioners to eliminate inner demons and achieve purity of the six roots, so it is equivalent to a trial of the heart.
"But that has nothing to do with me. I'm going to find the Six Roots of Purity Bamboo, not this Bitter Bamboo."
Xu Fang shook his head. He was not confident that he could maintain his sanity under the influence of the Bitter Bamboo. Therefore, even with the map, he would not go to find this Bitter Bamboo for the time being.
However, the Six Roots of Purity Bamboo was just a segment of the Bitter Bamboo, and it was unlikely to be as powerful. It should not be too dangerous for him to find this treasure.
"However, I also need to think carefully about who this treasure originally belonged to."
Xu Fang thought of Nuwa's matter and naturally did not want to see the treasures he had obtained disappear again. He began to search his mind for information about the Six Roots of Purity Bamboo.
He didn't think about it, but when he did, he was shocked. As memories surged, Xu Fang couldn't help but sigh.
"This is insane. Do I still have to get involved with those two from the West?"