Purple qi comes from the east, and the Dao’s resonance forms naturally.
When Xuan Chen awoke, he discovered that he had become a faint, ethereal strand of primordial moral purple qi. Before the Eight Sceneries Palace, a sage enlightened him, granting him awareness and form!
The Supreme Pure Sage, Laozi, lowered his gaze and said, “You shall be my disciple.” He took Xuan Chen into his sect, making him the first disciple of the Mystic Sect and the foremost of the Three Pure Ones’ disciples. His instruction began with the Dao De Jing, engraved upon his soul.
Yet Xuan Chen was in turmoil. Deep in his soul lay fragments of a visitor’s memories from another world. He had also glimpsed the “fixed” course of the Primordial World’s future, a path of bloodshed and a collapsing cosmos: the calamity of the Dragon and Han had not yet passed, the war between the Liches was about to begin, Mount Buzhou would fall, humanity would weep blood, the Investiture of the Gods would bring a slaughtering calamity, and the struggle for the Sages’ seats would unfold...
He wanted to reveal the “secrets of heaven” to his master, Laozi, and ask him to protect all living beings and turn the tide.
But Laozi merely waved his sleeve and calmly revealed Xuan Chen’s true identity. “Foolish child, you are no calamity. You are the one variable the Heavenly Dao allowed to escape, the boundless unknown, the one and only hope for the Primordial World!” “Your purpose is not to tell us how everything ends.”
“Your purpose is to use your thoughts, your understanding, and your very existence as the one who escaped...”
“...to open a new heaven for the Primordial World!”
No spoilers, and no accepting a predetermined fate! His master’s expectations weighed like a mountain; the mission of the one who escaped ran deeper than an abyss.
From then on, Xuan Chen embarked on an unprecedented path:
With a heart of nonaction, he would act where action was needed!
He would wield the true fire of the Dao and refine golden pills to save the world!
With eyes on the future, he would lay the groundwork in the present!
As the calamity of Ancestor Hongyun quietly drew near,
As the flames of the war between the Liches consumed the Primordial World,
As frail humanity struggled to survive in the cracks...
Xuan Chen stood atop Mount Shouyang, his gaze piercing the mist.
Is the heroine Xuandu? The author must be a woman, it smells like romance!
Duobao actually called Xuandu his junior brother