Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 10 Establishing a Heart for Heaven and Earth

Donghua stood up from his throne and dismissed the dancing fairies and palace maids.

"Gentlemen, Taiyuan is drunk. He actually said that the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race and the Twelve Demon Gods are nothing to worry about."

"Since my birth, what merits have I, Donghua, made for the primordial world? What virtues have I bestowed upon Heaven and Earth? What virtue or ability do I possess to assume the position of Heavenly Emperor?"

"Those whose virtue does not match their position will surely suffer calamity. The primordial world is not lacking in rulers, but in those who have made great contributions to the primordial world, those who educate living beings and spread the holy way, and those who have love for all living beings in the primordial world."

"Today, all the leaders of my Purple Mansion are gathered here, so let's take this opportunity to discuss the future of the Purple Mansion."

Donghua no longer expressed his opinions implicitly. If it weren't for Taiyuan Immortal Lord's words, he could have subtly influenced everyone.

Focus on your cultivation and don't participate in the struggle for supremacy.

But Taiyuan's straightforward words today swayed almost everyone present.

He had no choice but to step forward; he had previously been reluctant to make his point so obvious because of his pride, but now he couldn't.

"My Purple Mansion is located in the East Sea, at the site of three islands and ten continents. It can be described as a paradise on earth. As cultivators of the Purple Mansion, we are devoted to quiet cultivation. I think this is very good."

"However, one cannot become a Great Luo Golden Immortal or a Quasi-Saint through solitary cultivation. Those of ambition in my Purple Mansion should go out and experience the Primordial Continent. Those who prefer solitary cultivation can continue to cultivate on the Three Islands."

"When we cultivators reach the Golden Immortal realm, we can live as long as heaven and earth. The primordial world provides for the immortals and gods, but the immortals and gods give nothing in return to heaven and earth."

"Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind. We cannot be confined to the Three Islands and Ten Continents; we must go out and explore. I do not expect the Purple Mansion to achieve great things in the future, but I hope that every cultivator in the Purple Mansion can make a contribution to the Primordial World and to all living beings."

"We must be different from other forces, not vying for supremacy over the world, but only seeking to be a person who makes contributions and establishes a moral compass for the world."

"Gentlemen, what do you think?"

After Donghua finished speaking, he looked at everyone, his face showing his authority.

These long-lived guys need to be properly manipulated, otherwise they might actually develop ambitions and drag themselves into a quagmire.

"The Emperor's words are like thunder in my ears. I admire them greatly and wish to be a person who can contribute to the prehistoric world."

The first person to step forward was none other than the Barefoot Immortal, a fact that Donghua hadn't expected.

The Barefoot Immortal took human form on Fangzhang Island. When Donghua formed the Purple Mansion to resist the demonic cultivators, he was the first to stand up and participate.

He can be considered a true veteran of the Purple Mansion.

But even Donghua couldn't see through this person.

In his past life, the Barefoot Immortal was still alive during the Journey to the West, a guest of honor in the Heavenly Court, and possessed the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

However, Donghua never heard of the person in that palace still existing in later generations.

This shows that the Barefoot Immortal escaped the later destruction of the Purple Palace.

But the Barefoot Immortal is already at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level. Could it be that he hasn't broken through to the Quasi-Saint level after all this time?

Donghua stopped thinking about these things. No matter what the Barefoot Immortal was thinking, he was confident that he could suppress him.

"Your Majesty, I agree."

"Agreed..."

Immediately, the people in the hall responded.

Seeing this, Donghua was very pleased. He turned to look at Taiyuan Immortal Lord, his expression as if to say, "Brother, you're the only one left. Hurry up and express your opinion."

Taiyuan Immortal Lord stood up and said loudly, "The Emperor's words are the true words of approval. I agree with them and am willing to be the first to leave the Purple Mansion."

"Huh? What's going on, little brother? You're giving up already?" Donghua couldn't believe it. He thought he was going to continue to manipulate him, but he didn't expect him to surrender so easily.

"Alright, alright, alright, everyone, let's continue drinking."

"Come on, let the music continue, let the dance continue."

With everyone in agreement, Donghua was naturally overjoyed.

……

Donghua travels through the river of fate, searching for desires and obsessions, gathering them together, experiencing them, and slowly refining them before beginning his cultivation of severing his corpse.

Meanwhile, in the palace of Immortal Lord Taiyuan.

Several people were sitting together, seemingly discussing something.

"Immortal Lord, have we truly given up trying to persuade the Emperor to vie for the throne of Heaven?"

"Yes, Immortal Lord, we all come from similar backgrounds. We do not aspire to attain the Primordial Dao, but we do wish to become powerful beings and test the might of Quasi-Saints. Therefore, we can only rely on the fortune of heaven and earth. Only with the blessing of fortune can we have the opportunity to advance further."

"Fellow Daoist Taiyuan, the Emperor clearly stated at the banquet that he would no longer contend for supremacy in the Primordial World. What can we, his disciples, do?"

The group chattered on and on.

Taiyuan, however, seemed unconcerned, his face full of smiles. He used his thumb and the other four fingers to hold his beard between them and stroked his long whiskers.

"You are all shallow, you don't even understand the Emperor's deeper meaning. How can you accomplish great things with such rashness?"

After hearing Taiyuan's words, the group seemed even more confused. They looked at each other and realized that they were all in the same state of bewilderment.

"Please explain, Immortal Lord."

"None of you have figured out what the Emperor really wants to say."

"We didn't have high hopes for the demon race and the demon god race back then, which is why we came to the Purple Mansion to follow His Majesty the Eastern King. But we have to admit that these two races are indeed powerful now, especially in terms of high-end combat strength."

"After hearing the Emperor's words today, I instantly understood that the Emperor has decided to replace the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court."

"But the time is not right now. We need to develop slowly and not try to provoke the two races."

"Your Majesty is truly a man of great talent; I admire you to the utmost."

After hearing this, the group was even more confused and bewildered.

Their expressions seemed to say, "Did we all hear the same thing?"

Taiyuan, who loved to teach, said, "After the Emperor returned from listening to the Dao, he preached the Dao to all living beings in the Purple Mansion. Through this preaching, our Purple Mansion's power will surely experience explosive growth."

"Afterwards, the Emperor made it very clear that he had ulterior motives in spreading the Dao, and that it was for his own benefit. If the Emperor really did not want to be the Heavenly Emperor, why would he spread the Dao? And how could it be for his own benefit? It must be because he saw that the people of my Purple Mansion were weak, and that only by spreading the Dao could they improve their strength in a short time and compete with the two races."

After listening, the group nodded in agreement. After all, it was about spreading the Dao. If it weren't for their own goal of becoming the Heavenly Emperor, how could they easily spread the Dao?

"Moreover, the Emperor said at the banquet that those who are not worthy of their position will surely suffer calamity. Isn't this a perfect description of Emperor Jun now? If His Majesty is not qualified, then what right does Emperor Jun have to rule the world?"

"Therefore, the Emperor proposed to contribute to the primordial world and establish a moral compass for heaven and earth."

"He is truly a genius. I was still thinking about how to break the current power of the two clans, but the Emperor already had a plan and gave me the answer directly."

"That means going out into the world, supposedly to give us experience. But if it's experience, there will inevitably be conflict. Isn't the biggest conflict in the prehistoric world right now the two races attacking the myriad races of the prehistoric world, fighting for territory and resources?"

"We must go out and help them, in the name of training and contributing to the prehistoric world, and then win over the hearts of the people. When the time is right, we can compete with the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race."

"Isn't this good enough?"

After hearing this, the group's faces flushed with excitement.

One of them slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Good, good, good! Your Majesty is indeed a great talent!"

"Fellow Daoist truly understands the Emperor's thoughts; we admire you."

"Your Majesty is truly talented; we have not relied on you in vain."

The men quickly offered flattery, as if they could already see the dawn of victory.

"I never expected that you, Taiyuan, would understand the Emperor's deeper meaning. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have come here."

As they were talking, a man walked in from outside, his chest and breasts exposed; it was none other than the Barefoot Immortal.

"What do you mean by that, fellow Daoist? What brings you here today?"

Taiyuan rose to greet him, but it was more of a precaution than a welcome. Their conversation today was private and absolutely could not be known to the two clans. He didn't trust the Barefoot Immortal.

"I thought you, Taiyuan, only knew how to contend for supremacy in the primordial world, but did not understand the dangers involved. You only knew how to persuade the Emperor. Fortunately, the Emperor is a man of great righteousness, so you did not succeed in persuading him." The Barefoot Immortal fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan.

Don't underestimate this unassuming palm-leaf fan; it is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, imperishable by birth or death.

"From what you've said, fellow Daoist, do you also agree with my Purple Mansion going out?" Taiyuan quickly asked.

"Whether the Purple Mansion can leave or not is not up to us. Rather, it was destined that we would have to leave after the Emperor was made the head of the male immortals. The question is, how will we leave?"

"As you said before, that's not going out, that's going to your death."

The Barefoot Immortal criticized Taiyuan mercilessly.

"Hahaha, I was too shallow before. Since the Great Immortal also has this idea, why don't we sit down and discuss it?"

The group sat on prayer cushions and began to discuss philosophy.

(End of this chapter)