Just as he was wondering, the sound of a baby crying suddenly came from the delivery room. A midwife came to report that the concubine had given birth to a boy. Emperor Yi was overjoyed. Thinking of the unusual appearance of the Nine Dragons Star Crown, he believed that it was the blessing of the Holy Father. So he named the child Xin Shoude, meaning to receive the virtue of the Holy Father. He ordered that gifts be prepared throughout Chaoge to welcome the birth of Emperor Yi's third son.

This situation left Xuan Tian, ​​outside the imperial city, both amused and exasperated. Why? The reason the Nine Dragon Star Crown had mutated earlier was because it sensed his arrival. The treasure, possessing a spirit, knew its master was nearby, hence the unusual phenomena. Coincidentally, Emperor Yi's concubine was experiencing a difficult childbirth and, stimulated by the dragon energy, was able to give birth. While Xuan Tian was somewhat involved, the talk of a holy father's blessing was utter nonsense and had nothing to do with him.

Leaving aside the fact that Emperor Yi, in gratitude for Xuan Tian's protection, launched a grand ceremony to worship the Holy Father, the protagonist of this event, Xuan Tian, ​​had already left Chaoge and was wandering freely in the primordial world.

The previous incident dealt him a heavy blow. Although everything seemed like a coincidence, there were many things that were not right.

Emperor Yi reigned for only thirty-odd years, during which time he had two sons. His eldest son, Wei Zi Qi, was also a capable man. Although he was slightly inferior to his later son, Xin Shou De (later King Zhou), he was still quite good. Given his seniority, being the eldest son, and the years of training he received in the court, he should have been the one to succeed to the throne. Why then was Xin Shou De chosen? This matter is indeed puzzling.

Xin Shoude, blessed with the virtue of the Holy Father and favored by Emperor Yi for his mother, undoubtedly had a greater chance of succeeding to the throne later on; Emperor Yi's support was paramount. Meanwhile, Xuan Tian, ​​who orchestrated this action, was secretly furious.

What's he angry about? It's the will of Heaven. Unbeknownst to him, Xuan Tian had been tricked by the will of Heaven, inexplicably helping Xin Shoude to obtain the throne. Although it didn't harm him, it still made him very unhappy.

He was annoyed, but there was nothing he could do. It was just a coincidence; if he hadn't intervened, none of this would have happened. As the saying goes, "If I can't afford to offend someone, can't I at least avoid them?" So, a frustrated Xuan Tian left Chaoge.

Xuan Tian wandered aimlessly, and one day, he came upon a mountain range called Wuyi Mountain. There, he saw: a thousand peaks arrayed like halberds, ten thousand fathoms like a screen; the sun reflected off the mist, its light shimmering; after the rain, the dark green hues were shrouded in a cold haze. Ancient trees clung to the ground, sparrows chirped incessantly; rare flowers and jade-like herbs bloomed alongside tall bamboos and pines. Xuan Tian couldn't help but exclaim, "What beautiful scenery!" He pondered, "Although this place isn't exactly a blessed land, its abundant spiritual energy is still rare; surely a master has secluded himself here." Then he thought, "Where have I heard of Wuyi Mountain? Oh, the Falling Treasure Coin!" This was the place where Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao were. In his previous life, Xuan Tian had been extremely envious of their luck, having obtained such a spiritual treasure as the Falling Treasure Coin—it was practically a money-making machine! In the end, the two foolishly let the treasure gather dust, much to Xuan Tian's regret.

Xuan Tian had also searched for them before, but couldn't find them. As other things got involved, he forgot about it. Fortunately, he encountered them today. Otherwise, if the Treasure-Losing Coin had fallen into the hands of Randeng in the future, it would have been very bad. After all, Randeng is different from these two. He is an ancient Buddha of the West. If he had obtained such a treasure, it would have been hard to say who would win when his disciples encountered him in the future.

"To stumble upon such a spiritual treasure so casually, could it be that this Treasure-Dropping Coin is destined for me? Hmm, it must be. It must be because my character is so good that even the Heavenly Dao is jealous. It schemed against me before, and now it has to compensate me with a spiritual treasure." Xuan Tian was being narcissistic again. "As for Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao, it seems the treasure was dissatisfied with their cultivation levels and didn't want it to be in their hands, so it specially summoned me. Haha, lovely spiritual treasure, here I come." Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao were playing chess in Wusha Mountain when they suddenly felt a chill run down their spines. They were greatly alarmed. Could it be that a great calamity was approaching? They were filled with doubt and quickly tried to calculate with their fingers. However, the protagonist of this book, Xuan Tian, ​​was scheming against them. How could they, with their cultivation levels, possibly calculate such a thing?

After calculating for a long time without seeing any results, the two were even more surprised. They thought that since they attained enlightenment, although they had no teacher to guide them, they had always devoted themselves to the path and their cultivation was "not bad." This was just their own arrogance.

Since attaining enlightenment, they have never experienced this chilling state. Could it be, as outsiders have rumored, a great calamity? Although the two of them cultivate in these mountains, they are quite familiar with the outside world, especially as the Investiture of the Gods calamity approaches. They have learned some information, though not all of it.

Just as they were wondering, a bell suddenly rang out from the mountain. A Taoist priest appeared, with a mustache and a crown like the kind worn by Taoist priests in later generations. He wore a blue Taoist robe, held a bamboo pole with a white cloth flag hanging from it in his left hand, which read "Taoist of Heavenly Secrets," and a bell in his right hand. He was walking around, swaying his head and chanting something like, "Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, I am the most skilled at silently calculating heavenly secrets; earthly spirits, heavenly spirits, I am the best at dispelling disasters and calamities..." The two men, seeing this man with them and hearing what he was saying, were puzzled and somewhat amused. This man was so arrogant. "I am the most skilled at silently calculating heavenly secrets"? The most skilled are the sages, yet he compared himself to the sages. He was truly courting death.

They were truly mistaken. This Taoist priest was indeed a saint, none other than Xuan Tian. This fellow was shameless; in order to scheme against them, he didn't hesitate to lower himself to the status of a saint and transform into a Taoist priest. He also had a wicked sense of humor, imagining the Taoist priests on television in later generations and transforming himself into that appearance. He even stole lines from later generations, but he didn't apply for a patent.

Xuan Tian walked up to the two of them, and as if he had just noticed them, he exclaimed in surprise, "Strange, strange!" Then he shook his head and was about to leave.

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