Chapter 125: The Three Islands and Ten Continents (Please Subscribe!)

"You two truly hold me in high regard. If it were merely for the sake of satisfying your appetites—wishing to drink sweet nectar in the morning and jade dew in the evening—you could simply come to this old man."

The Wine Elder, seeing that his request had been accepted, was filled with joy. A hint of cheerfulness colored his words as he set down his wine cup. "However, since you two have agreed to this matter so readily and directly, I am truly ashamed. I have a significant opportunity to offer you both; it only depends on whether you have the interest."

An opportunity?

Upon hearing this, Hong Yun felt his spirit stir slightly. He instinctively sensed that his own destiny had been tugged at. He set down his cup and looked at the Wine Elder before him. To be honest, he had never truly realized that this elder was of the Dragon Clan's lineage. This series of maneuvers left him feeling somewhat unable to fathom the man's depths.

After all, with his level of cultivation, there were countless opportunities throughout the Primordial World, but few were truly worthy of his notice.

"Haha, do the two of you perhaps not believe me?"

The Wine Elder exhaled a puff of mist, which, accompanied by the fragrance of wine, gradually transformed into the shapes of two islands.

At the mere sight of their forms, Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun sucked in a cold breath, recognizing them instantly.

"Zuzhou!"

"Xuanzhou!"

The two murmured in low tones, their voices tinged with astonishment. When they looked at the Wine Elder again, their expressions were no longer as they had been before.

"Correct, these are indeed Zuzhou and Xuanzhou, two of the Three Islands and Ten Continents."

The Wine Elder smiled and drank a cup of wine, his eyes filled with nostalgia. "In the past, when my Dragon Clan swept across the Primordial World, commanding the scaled tribes, our momentum was as bright as the midday sun, and we were nearly on the verge of unifying the world. At that time, the Dragon Ancestor used the clan’s destiny to divine the great trend, only to discover that our momentum had already turned into a calamity. Deeply mired within it, we could only fight bitterly. In order to preserve a sliver of hope amid the Great Calamity, we sought out the Three Islands and Ten Continents across the Four Seas to hide and avoid the disaster, but who would have thought..."

The Three Islands and Ten Continents, used to avoid a Great Calamity?

Hong Yun had known that the opportunities within them were not small, but he had never heard of using such celestial paradises to avoid a calamity.

The Three Islands and Ten Continents were considered the most precious blessed lands in the Primordial World. Long ago, countless eons past, Hong Yun had heard of their fame. The three islands were Kunlun, Fangzhang, and Penglai, where immortals gathered and lingered in joy. As for the ten continents, they were: Zuzhou, Xuanzhou, Changzhou, Liuzhou, Yuanzhou, Shengzhou, Yingzhou, Yanzhou, Fenglinzhou, and Jukuzhou.

Beyond these, Cangzhou, Fusang, and the Ryukyu Sea, while not part of the Three Islands and Ten Continents, were also rumored to hold immense opportunities. As for who possessed these celestial treasures, few knew.

However, thinking back on it, few of the Three Islands and Ten Continents had manifested in the world, and Hong Yun had never truly delved into whether they held any miraculous uses. Moreover, regarding his own dwelling—even if he survived the blood river of Kunpeng, he feared the Fire Cloud Palace would not be a place he could inhabit for long. It was time to find a lair overseas. If he had to choose a place among the Four Seas, he felt the Southern Sea would be quite good. As for the East Sea... it was simply too chaotic.

"Both of you fellow Daoists are noble Great Luo Golden Immortals with boundless cultivation. Ordinary opportunities and treasures are likely not worth your gaze. My Dragon Clan has already mastered the maps to these two continents. If you are interested, you may each take one."

"I shall pass; you choose one, Second Brother. I have long had a premonition that no matter how great the changes, my own dwelling will not change."

"A great change? Wuzhuang Temple has been suppressing the earth meridians in the Eastern Victory Divine Continent for countless eons; surely it couldn't just run off to the Western Flower Cattle Continent, could it?"

Hong Yun chuckled. Suddenly remembering something, he reached out and tapped the array patterns of the Zuzhou map that had manifested. In an instant, it entered the depths of his consciousness.

"Xuanzhou is indeed a fine place, but it is rather foul and murky there. Besides, I feel Zuzhou is more suited to me, so I shall choose this one."

"Since Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi is unwilling to choose, then consider it an owed favor from this old man."

The Wine Elder was clearly in high spirits. He smiled as he gathered the remaining mist representing the outline of Xuanzhou and looked at Hong Yun, nodding in approval. "Indeed, Xuanzhou is excellent. Aside from other immortal materials and spiritual roots, it is rumored that the Golden Ganoderma and Jade Grass grow there. Although they cannot compare to the Top Ten Innate Spiritual Roots, the Dao essence within them is of great benefit to a Great Luo who practices the paths of Metal and Wood. With this in hand, as long as one divides a few branches or sub-plants, the spiritual treasures and immortal materials one could exchange for would likely exceed those of an ordinary Great Luo."

"No matter how good the Golden Ganoderma and Jade Grass are, they are not what I desire. I have my own plans for Zuzhou."

Hong Yun replied, offering no refutation to the elder's words. After all, he knew a thing or two about Xuanzhou. As for why he chose Zuzhou...

He drank a cup of wine in high spirits, already beginning to scheme. If he remembered correctly, Zuzhou held an extraordinary opportunity.

The Immortal Grass... that was the main ingredient for refining the Ninth-Turn Golden Pill, the Ninth-Turn Soul-Returning Pill, and the Ninth-Turn Immortality Pill!

Not only that, if he truly controlled Zuzhou and planned carefully, he would certainly be able to stir the waters of the world to his advantage.

The three of them talked happily. About two thousand years later, a long whale holding a bright pearl in its mouth swam through the wine mist. The Wine Elder reached out and took the pearl, sensing its contents, and his expression shifted slightly.

"Two... fellow Daoists, I fear I cannot continue to drink and rejoice with you here."

The Wine Elder made no attempt to conceal it, shaking his head with a bitter, helpless smile. "I have urgent business that requires my departure. We shall meet again another day, and I will certainly make amends."

Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun, being Great Luo, could tell the moment he spoke that he was not lying.

"Do you require our assistance?" Zhenyuanzi sipped his wine, his expression serene. "If there is anything, just say the word. Once this time passes, we will be departing ourselves."

"No need, no need. This matter is not worth mentioning."

The Wine Elder said no more. He simply shook his head and gestured to the long whale above. His figure began to fade. "I shall take my leave first. Once you have enjoyed yourselves, let Little One see you off."

"Brother Hong Yun, since the Wine Elder has left, let us also be on our way."

Zhenyuanzi stood up, his face calm. With a wave of his large sleeve, a third of the wine cellar's stock vanished. "When I return from this lecture, I shall have my acolytes learn how to brew wine; perhaps they might actually produce something with a bit of flavor."

"Brother, your methods are a bit ruthless. Using 'Universe in the Sleeve' to store wine?"

Hong Yun finished the wine in his cup and looked at his sworn brother’s nonchalant demeanor with admiration. He untied the silk sash at his waist, covered a large area of wine jars, and swept them away in the blink of an eye.

"However, the Wine Elder is becoming increasingly fond of jokes. He calls this two-hundred-foot-long whale, which hasn't even bothered to use a transformation technique, 'Little One'?"