The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True Chapter 567 – Hong Jun? Pangu? The True Origin!_1

Chapter 567: Chapter 394: Hong Jun? Pangu? The True Origin!_1

“Hahaha, good, good, good~”

Great Immortal Zhenyuan laughed heartily, filled with joy. The slight constraint he had felt towards Xuanqing dissipated at that moment, leaving nothing behind.

“I, Zhen Yuan, shall certainly follow in the Daoist Friend’s footsteps and ascend higher to take a look!”

“Daoist Friend, there’s no need to see me off, farewell!!”

….

Xuanqing watched as Great Immortal Zhenyuan departed.

Afterward.

He saw Taiqing Daode Tianzun flying down from the mountain and approaching him, and then spoke.

“Daoist Friend Xuanqing!”

Taiqing Daode Tianzun greeted with a cupped fist salute, subsequently wearing a secretive expression on his face, as if he was about to divulge something important.

“Hmm?”

Seeing this.

Xuanqing felt a touch of curiosity, what could this secretiveness be about?

Then…

He saw Taiqing Daode Tianzun point towards Heaven, lowering his voice to say, “Daoist Friend Xuanqing, that person has descended, and is now inside the Great Hall of the Dao Court.”

That person?

Which person?

Xuanqing was momentarily taken aback, then quickly realized whom the other was referring to – the Heavenly Path of the Primordial World… that Daozu Hongjun who merged with the Way?

Could this being be visiting his Taichu Dojo for a matter concerning him?

“Thank you, Senior Taiqing, this junior shall return immediately,” Xuanqing said as he bowed with clasped hands, then in an instant, disappeared from the base of the mountain.

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Outside the Main Hall.

Following proper etiquette, he did not teleport directly inside but stood outside the door and knocked on the grand entrance of the Great Hall.

Knock~ Knock knock

Creak~

The door opened automatically.

“Huh~” Xuanqing stepped inside, and the scene that met his eyes surprised him.

He saw a figure with bulging muscles and a face covered in a beard and white hair, exuding both a majestic and a Daoist charm, a combination of a rugged ‘old man’ and a tower-like ‘robust man.’

Dominance~ Elegance… These two completely different auras merged into one.

“You have arrived, lad!” the person spoke.

“Xuan has the honor to meet… err… Daozu Hongjun? Or Father God? Or…” Xuanqing opened his mouth, but for a moment, he did not know how to address the other.

He could tell at a glance that the person before him was definitely not entirely Daozu Hongjun.

“Hahaha… Titles are of little significance, you just need to know that I am from the Ancient God Clan, the master of the Pan God Peak lineage,” the figure laughed heartily.

“Speaking of which… you, this little fellow, can be considered my descendant!”

Ancient God Clan… Pan God Peak?

Xuanqing silently noted down the name, and then respectfully performed a grand salute to the figure before him, who should be regarded as an incarnation of Pangu.

“Junior Xuanqing pays respect to the Master of Pan God Peak!”

“Hmm!”

The Pangu incarnation smiled and nodded slightly, then said, “Good lad, would you like to become my disciple?”

Upon hearing these words.

A thought stirred in Xuanqing’s heart, a suspicion that perhaps the Pangu God intended to choose him as a successor, and then…

With that in mind.

He did not hesitate and replied:

“This junior is willing to enter the fold of the Master of Pan God Peak!”

“Hahaha…good, good, good, although I, Pangu, failed in my cultivation, acquiring you as a disciple makes this life worthwhile!”

The Pangu incarnation laughed loudly, his words filled with emotion.

Then.

He stretched out his right hand, gathered a point of light, and touched it to Xuanqing’s brow.

“Master, what are you…” Xuanqing was startled, stepping back.

Seeing this.

The Pangu incarnation remained unperturbed, cheerfully explaining:

“Child, don’t be afraid. I’m just marking you with the insignia of Pan God Peak, to prevent anyone else from claiming you when you return to the clan someday.”

“Eh… Okay.”

Xuanqing forced a smile.

It wasn’t that he was scared since as a game player, how could he fear being taken over by the Pangu God? His retreat was merely a subconscious reaction.

Afterward.

The illuminated fingertip of the Pangu incarnation touched Xuanqing’s forehead.

In an instant.

Xuanqing felt a coolness in his mind, then received information about the ‘Ancient God’ clan and a set of cultivation techniques.

Pantheon’s Nine Transformations!!

Yet… strangely, this technique only had a name and a basic introduction, lacking detailed cultivation content.

Just as he was puzzled, he heard the voice of the Pangu incarnation.

“Child, this Pantheon’s Nine Transformations is my cultivation method, but my current incarnation cannot contain its content. When you return to the clan, you should go to the Scripture Pavilion to search for it. I have placed it in….”

Hearing this.

Xuanqing understood.

This situation was fairly normal since cultivation techniques at a certain level contain ‘dominating’ information.

For example, his own Heaven Devouring Saintly Art would be too overwhelming to be recorded on ordinary paper, barely able to support even one character.

And this Pantheon’s Nine Transformations, an art even above the Chaos Immortal level practiced by the Pangu God, understandably could not be contained by this fraction of a being.

Of course.

Although Xuanqing had now become a disciple under the Pangu God of Pan God Peak, he did not plan to cultivate the Pantheon’s Nine Transformations.

At most, he would refer to it later to improve his own Heaven Devouring Saintly Art and deduce the parts related to Chaos Immortal cultivation.

“Many thanks to the Master of Pan God Peak!” Xuanqing bowed deeply, voicing his thanks.

“Hahaha…”

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Accompanied by bursts of hearty laughter, the figure of the Pangu incarnation gradually faded and finally disappeared completely within the Great Hall.

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In the study of the Taichu Dojo.

Xuanqing was seated at the main position, with the six saints of the Primordial World each seated at his sides.