After Zhou Ming entered seclusion, Wu Ming did not stay long in Pangu Hall.
Wu Ming left Pangu Hall and went straight to Wuzhuang Temple on Mount Wanshou.
Mount Wanshou was still shrouded in Immortal Qi, with countless auspicious glows.
Zhenyuanzi seemed to have sensed his arrival and was already waiting at the temple gate.
Wu Ming descended from the clouds and landed in front of Zhenyuanzi.
"Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, it's been a while," Zhenyuanzi rose to greet him, a gentle smile on his face.
Wu Ming bowed to Zhenyuanzi: "Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, I have come to return the Earth Book."
He handed the Earth Book back to Zhenyuanzi.
Zhenyuanzi took the Earth Book and nodded: "Thank you for making the trip yourself, Fellow Daoist."
"It's nothing," Wu Ming said, "This time, thanks to your precious item, I found what I needed. The entire Wu Race is endlessly grateful for your assistance."
Zhenyuanzi waved his hand: "Why are you so polite, Fellow Daoist? We have known each other for many years; such a small matter is not worth mentioning."
"Please!" Zhenyuanzi turned sideways, leading Wu Ming into the temple.
Zhenyuanzi personally poured a cup of spiritual tea for Wu Ming.
"How was your trip, Fellow Daoist?"
Wu Ming picked up the teacup, took a light sip, and nodded: "It went fairly smoothly. Although there were some twists and turns, I ultimately found what I was looking for."
Zhenyuanzi was also a discerning person and did not press for details, instead turning to discuss the general situation of the Primordial World.
"Alas, the Primordial World now appears calm, but in reality, undercurrents are surging," Zhenyuanzi sighed softly.
"On the Yao Race side, Dijun and Taiyi possess extraordinary methods, and their speed in consolidating the Yao Race is getting faster and faster. I'm afraid it won't be long before the entire Yao Race is twisted into a single rope by them."
"I predict that in at most another thousand years, the Yao Race's power will reach its peak."
Wu Ming nodded in agreement: "What Fellow Daoist said is correct."
"After consolidating the Yao Race and gathering immeasurable Luck, Dijun and Taiyi might be able to use this massive Yao Race Luck to advance their cultivation further, entering the Quasi-Saint Middle Stage."
"By then, with the two brothers working together and the entire Yao Race assisting them, I'm afraid... it will be difficult for any force in the Primordial World to stop their advance."
Zhenyuanzi looked at Wu Ming and tentatively asked: "The Wu Race... can't they either?"
"Fellow Daoist, don't forget, the Wu Race still has Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming holding the fort."
"With Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming's unfathomable cultivation..."
In his opinion, with Zhou Ming present, the Wu Race should have nothing to fear from the Yao Race.
Wu Ming, hearing this, chuckled and shook his head.
He put down the teacup, his tone calm.
"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, you misunderstand."
"My Wu Race, from beginning to end, has never thought of participating in this Primordial World struggle for dominance."
"Nor do we have any ambition to dominate the Primordial World."
"We, the Thirteen Ancestor Witches, were born from the legacy of Pangu Father God. At the beginning of our establishment, we already swore an oath to the Primordial World."
"The purpose of our Wu Race's existence is to guard the land, manage the earth veins, refine the Primordial Evil Qi, and protect the Primordial World, not to contend for power and engage in endless slaughter."
"Dominating? That's not what my Wu Race should be doing."
Zhenyuanzi frowned slightly, looking at Wu Ming's calm face, and slowly said: "Fellow Daoist, your idea is good. I also believe the Wu Race has no ambition for dominance."
"However... Fellow Daoist, you may think so, but those two from the Yao Race may not think the same."
"How can one allow others to sleep soundly beside their bed?"
"The Wu Race occupies the essence of the Primordial Land and possesses such formidable strength. In the eyes of Dijun and Taiyi, you are the biggest obstacle to their unification of the Primordial World!"
"Even if you don't provoke them, they will inevitably view you as a thorn in their side!"
"Regardless of whether the Wu Race has an ambition for dominance, the Yao Race will sooner or later come knocking, and there will inevitably be a battle with your Wu Race!"
"By then, even if you want to avoid it, you probably won't be able to, and a great battle will be unavoidable!"
Zhenyuanzi's tone carried a hint of solemnity.
Wu Ming's face still held a calm smile, seemingly unsurprised by Zhenyuanzi's concerns.
He nodded: "What Fellow Daoist said, I naturally understand."
"How could we not know the intentions of Dijun and Taiyi?"
"But, the Yao Race... is not yet qualified to truly fight my Wu Race."
Zhenyuanzi's heart skipped a beat.
What a bold statement!
Although he knew the Wu Race was powerful, and there was the mysterious existence of Zhou Ming, to say that the integrated Demon Clan Heavenly Court was not qualified to fight was simply too...
Wu Ming continued: "Fellow Daoist, don't worry."
"When that day truly comes, as long as we make them hurt and make them fear, they will naturally behave."
"As the saying goes, one punch thrown prevents a hundred punches."
"Only by letting them personally experience the cost of being enemies with my Wu Race will they truly rein in their unwarranted ambitions."
Zhenyuanzi's heart trembled slightly as he listened to Wu Ming's words.
Goodness, these words were spoken lightly, but the murderous intent within them was startling.
Make them hurt? Make them behave?
It seems the Wu Race already has a countermeasure, and they are prepared to strike hard.
"But... even if you make them hurt, it will probably be difficult to eliminate their apprehension," Zhenyuanzi still had some doubts, "As long as the Wu Race exists for one day, they will probably find it difficult to rest easy."
Wu Ming put down his teacup and looked at Zhenyuanzi.
"Therefore, after making them hurt, we also need to prove to the entire Primordial World."
"Prove that my Wu Race indeed has no ambition for dominance."
"As long as they, and all living beings in the Primordial World, are convinced of this point, they will naturally stop bothering my Wu Race."
"If we don't make them hurt, they won't believe it."
"And..." Wu Ming paused, "This punch is not just to deter the Yao Race."
"It is also to deter those malicious scoundrels in the Primordial World."
"Let them see clearly that although my Wu Race does not contend for dominance, we are by no means soft targets that can be easily manipulated!"
Zhenyuanzi understood.
First establish prestige with thunderous methods, then state one's position, applying both grace and might.
However...
Zhenyuanzi asked curiously: "Fellow Daoist, how do you plan to... prove it?"
How to prove to the entire Primordial World that the Wu Race has no ambition for dominance? This was not an easy task.
Wu Ming smiled mysteriously: "Hehe, well..."
"You'll know when the time comes, Fellow Daoist."
Seeing this, Zhenyuanzi no longer pressed the matter.
The two were silent for a moment, and the conversation naturally turned to the future Saints in Zixiao Palace.
"Speaking of which, the Dao Ancestor taking Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti as Disciples, and even bestowing Hongmeng Purple Energy, this is an immense Opportunity."
Zhenyuanzi sighed with emotion: "The position of Saint... Out of hundreds of millions of living beings in the Primordial World, only these few can ultimately reach it."
"I just wonder, among the six of them, who will be the first to take that step and achieve Enlightenment to become a Saint."
Becoming a Saint!
That was the ultimate Realm all great powers of the Primordial World dreamed of.
Once someone became a Saint, the entire pattern of the Primordial World would undergo earth-shattering changes.
Wu Ming, hearing this, picked up his teacup and took another sip, his movements unhurried.
"Enlightenment to become a Saint? Hehe, it's not that easy."
"Hongmeng Purple Energy is just a key, a qualification for becoming a Saint. To truly push open that door, one still needs immense Opportunity and Karma."
"In my opinion, it's still too early for the six of them to achieve Enlightenment."
Zhenyuanzi heard the hidden meaning in Wu Ming's words and quickly asked: "Oh? Fellow Daoist Wu Ming seems to know something?"
"Do you know approximately when they will be able to achieve Enlightenment?"
Wu Ming shook his head: "I naturally don't know the exact date."
"However..."
He paused and continued: "What I can confirm is that currently, their Opportunity for Enlightenment has not yet arrived."
"If the time is not right, no matter how much they cultivate or how many profound mysteries they comprehend, they will not be able to take that final step."
"Therefore, in the short term, Saints will not appear in the Primordial World."
Zhenyuanzi understood after hearing this.
It seems that Fellow Daoist Wu Ming's grasp of the great trends of heavenly secrets far surpasses ordinary people.
Since he said the Opportunity had not arrived, then it was probably truly not yet time.
This brought him some peace of mind.
At least, before the Saints emerge, the situation in the Primordial World will not completely spiral out of control.
The two chatted for a while longer, exchanging some insights on cultivation.
Wu Ming rose to take his leave: "Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, I have disturbed you for too long. I should bid farewell now."
Zhenyuanzi also stood up: "Fellow Daoist, take care."
He escorted Wu Ming to the temple gate.
"Fellow Daoist, if you have leisure in the future, you are welcome to visit my Wuzhuang Temple often."
Wu Ming nodded: "I will."
With that, he bowed to Zhenyuanzi, then transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.