This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 974 - 478: Xuanqing's Past Life_2

He turned his attention, investing more energy into researching the "Five Greats Dao Method" better suited for promotion in the Primordial World.

However, Xuanqing did not abandon this interesting and unorthodox Dao Fruit.

He cleverly integrated the unique "Dao Contamination" attribute of this unorthodox Dao Fruit into the "Five Greats Dao Method".

This is the special ability possessed by the Taichu Da Luo later, which subtly influences the surrounding environment and living beings.

Apart from this unorthodox Dao Fruit, there was another more important one—the Reincarnation Dao Fruit.

This Dao Fruit was closely related to his foundation as the Lord of Netherworld.

As Xuanqing reorganized his cultivation and planned his future Dao path.

A Divine Thought filled with joy and anticipation, crossed the endless space-time, directly resounding in his lake of heart.

It was an invitation from Meng Wuyou.

"Want to sleep together?"

"See you in the dream."

Upon hearing this, Xuanqing revealed a gentle smile on his face.

He slowly closed his eyes, his Divine Soul instantly freed from the constraints of the flesh, wandering beyond the heavens, drifting towards the boundless Dream World constructed by the dreams of millions of beings.

When Xuanqing's Divine Thought crossed the boundary between reality and fantasy and reached the legendary Dream World.

The scene before his eyes instantly filled him with heartfelt awe.

Here, there was no solid ground, only a translucent colorful cloud sea, flowing gently beneath his feet.

In the sky, there were no sun or moon, replaced by an extraordinarily brilliant dreamy Star River.

Within that Star River, each twinkling star represented a sweet dream being woven by a living being.

Numerous Dream Elves with butterfly wings made of light frolicking between the stars, scattering bits of light like fireflies.

The air was filled with a calming fragrance, each breath seemed to wash away the fatigue and dust deep within the soul.

And at the center of the dreamy Star River, a grand church palace, beyond verbal description, silently hovered.

That palace seemed to be sculpted from the purest Dream Crystal.

Its spire reached into the clouds, piercing deep into the Star River.

Its walls constantly changed colors, sometimes as splendid as dawn, sometimes as profound as evening sky.

Holy runes transformed from countless whimsical ideas flowed slowly across the walls, seemingly narrating bizarre dream stories.

"Here!"

Before the grand palace door, a familiar figure excitedly waved at him.

A splendid red dress like flames added to her charm.

On her head was a magnificent crown formed from countless dream stars, signifying her supreme authority in this place.

It was the Sect Hierarch of the Return Cage Sect—Meng Wuyou.

Seeing Xuanqing's arrival, she appeared very happy.

She gently waved her jade hand.

Immediately, a long bridge paved with seven-colored rainbow extended endlessly from the palace door, precisely reaching Xuanqing's feet.

Beside Meng Wuyou stood another familiar figure.

The Vice Sect Hierarch of the Return Cage Sect—Ming River Ancestor.

Clad in a solemn scarlet robe with a similar dreamy crown on his head, he held a Jade sculpted from Yellow Millet Beautiful Dream in his hands.

The ordinarily defiant face showed a dignified and holy appearance at this moment.

When Xuanqing stepped onto the rainbow bridge and slowly arrived in front of the palace door.

Many bishops, Dream Fulfillment Envoys, Dream Makers, and numerous devout followers of the Return Cage Sect who had been waiting for a long time respectfully bowed deeply, giving Xuanqing the highest ritual.

Their voices converged into a torrent of fervor and reverence, resonating throughout the Dream World.

"We welcome His Honor the Pope!"

"May His Honor, your literary and military virtues, overcome all challenges, invincible, united for ages, rule the Primordial World!"

Hearing this synchronized yet discordant slogan, Xuanqing couldn't help but look at Meng Wuyou and Ming River beside him with a blend of laughter and tears.

"His Honor the Pope?"

"Indeed!"

Meng Wuyou laughed with arched eyebrows like a fox who had stolen some honey.

She leaned close to Xuanqing's ear and whispered:

"I told them, you are our Return Cage Sect's most esteemed Honorary Pope, and today, you're here especially to inspect our work."

After hearing this, Xuanqing was amused yet had no choice but to accept this curious title.

Ming River cheerfully signaled the excited followers to disperse.

Then, he and Meng Wuyou enthusiastically acted as tour guides for Xuanqing.

"Let's go, Daoist Xuanqing, we'll take you on a tour of our palace."

"And you can help us see if there's any room for improvement in our dreamy home."

The trio leisurely wandered through this dream palace constructed from whimsical ideas.

Every building here brimmed with imaginative creativity.

There were side halls entirely made of candy and chocolate, gardens with streams of sweet milk tea flowing, and aerial corridors capable of changing scenery at will.