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

Chapter 217 There's no woman a kiss can't solve; if one doesn't, then two will do.

The Primordial Chaos Heaven!

After a brief chat, the group got down to business. Nuwa began her sermon, starting with the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos.

(I won't write it to avoid you guys saying it's watery.)

After Nuwa finished her sermon, everyone remained immersed in the Great Dao, including the Three Pure Ones. Only Donghua woke up in time, having fully digested the content of the sermon. His gaze lingered on Nuwa, and the two exchanged a smile without saying much.

As time passed, the people gradually awoke and thanked Nuwa.

But from then on, no one preached anymore, because the content of Nuwa's sermons was enough for everyone to digest.

Everyone had gained something, and they all got up to take their leave.

Donghuang Taiyi glanced at Nuwa, but ultimately said nothing and left Taisutian.

Inside the main hall, only Nuwa and Donghua remained.

"Junior brother, when will we make our move, and when will we attain enlightenment?"

Donghua chuckled, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and then teased, "If it weren't for Senior Sister's creation of the Heavenly Realm, I would already be in the Purple Mansion camp, launching an attack. Shouldn't Senior Sister make amends to me?"

"Sure, no problem. What kind of compensation do you want, Junior Brother? What do you think of me? Should I compensate you?"

Upon hearing this, Donghua was stunned and almost spat out the tea in his mouth. He then looked up at Nuwa and saw that Nuwa was looking at him with a smile in her eyes.

Their eyes met, and Donghua unconsciously looked away.

"Did I try to make a joke and end up being teased instead?"

Donghua didn't waste any more words and got up to take his leave.

Nuwa then spoke up, saying, "Junior brother, please heed your teacher's words and attain enlightenment as soon as possible. The primordial world is about to undergo a great change, and it needs Hunyuan and sages."

Donghua, who had just stood up, stopped in his tracks, thinking of Hongjun's constant demands on them: to cultivate diligently and attain enlightenment as soon as possible. He had said this not just once, but many times, and now he realized there must be a deeper meaning behind it.

He then looked at Nuwa and asked, puzzled, "Senior Sister, what do you mean by that?"

Nuwa shook her head and said, "Junior brother, don't overthink it. You will naturally understand when you attain the Primordial Chaos Realm. Asking more questions now is pointless."

Donghua thought for a moment, then stopped asking questions and took a step forward, leaving the Chaotic Primordial Heaven. With a thought, he traveled through time and space and arrived at the Eastern Purple Mansion.

"Brother, you're back!"

As soon as Donghua arrived at Mount Buxian, the Queen Mother of the West sensed his presence and came out to greet him.

Actually, Donghua wanted west Wangmu to know, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sense even the slightest trace of her presence.

Donghua stepped forward and took west Wangmu's hand, gently stroking her soft skin with his thumb, and said:

"Junior sister, you've worked so hard these past few days. Now that I'm back, you don't need to worry. I've got everything covered!"

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother of the West forcefully shook off Donghua's hand and said indignantly, "You still know to come back, you still know you have the Purple Mansion. I thought you were so infatuated with the beauty of Houtu and Nuwa that you couldn't bear to leave."

"You're getting bolder and bolder. I didn't bother with your flirtatious relationship with Houtu before, but now you've gone and started cultivating the Dao of Reincarnation. Why don't you marry into the Wu Clan? That way you can take them down effortlessly, saving us from a bloody battle. It's a win-win situation, isn't it wonderful!"

"And then there's Nuwa! She's a Primordial Golden Immortal, the second saint of the primordial world, the empress of the demon race, and the Heavenly Queen Nuwa. She has such a dazzling status! Taking her down is like taking down the entire primordial world!"

"Then why did you come back?"

Seeing that the Queen Mother of the West was so angry, Donghua quickly stepped forward to coax her, but instead of coaxing her, her temper only got worse.

In the end, even Donghua himself lost patience. After all, having lived two lives, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

But since I'm in the wrong, I can only keep trying to appease them!

But after all his coaxing, the Queen Mother of the West simply stopped talking and began to ignore him.

In a moment of desperation, Donghua grabbed Xi Wangmu's hand, pulled her into his arms, and embraced her tightly around her slender waist.

"Mmm~ Baby~"

The Queen Mother of the West was rendered powerless by this attack, completely losing the appearance of a late-stage Quasi-Saint, and becoming just like an ordinary mortal.

The main reason is that since the two became Daoist partners, although they often merged their Dao and their primordial spirits intertwined, such intimate physical contact was still very rare.

The main reason is that their cultivation levels are not low, and physical pleasure is like a low-level interest, not very tempting, so naturally it has never happened.

Moreover, they do not need to engage in physical intercourse like other races to have offspring. They only need to merge their primordial spirits and combine yin and yang to naturally produce offspring.

But today, being embraced so tightly by Donghua, she actually reacted, a reaction that was completely beyond her control.

For a moment, the Queen Mother of the West was incredibly shy, a blush spreading across her fair face, making one want to take a bite out of her, with her bright eyes, white teeth, and rosy lips.

Donghua couldn't resist either. He took out one hand, cupped west Wangmu's flawless face, and looked at her with tender eyes.

Their hair fluttered in the wind, creating a scene as beautiful as a painting, with an indescribable beauty.

Donghua slowly bent down and gently kissed the Queen Mother of the West's red lips.

Immediately, a unique lingering fragrance spread throughout the body through the lips and teeth.

The Queen Mother of the West stared wide-eyed in disbelief, then unconsciously closed her eyes, tightly embracing Donghua's waist with both hands, immersed in the wonderful feeling.

Between heaven and earth, dragons and phoenixes sang in harmony, nine-colored divine light enveloped the two, golden lotuses descended from the sky, the sound of the Dao never ceased, and the two energies of Yin and Yang stretched across the sky!

This is a natural phenomenon, as if celebrating the union of the two.

A kiss that lasts forever!

So there's no woman who can't be solved with a kiss. If there is, then two kisses. If there's still more, then keep kissing her!

……

Time has passed, and it has been some time since Donghua came to the East, but the operation here seems to be the same whether he is here or not.

Whether it's the Queen Mother of the West or the various emperors of the Purple Palace, they can handle everything smoothly, but when it comes to him, there are very few things to deal with.

Moreover, there are several contingency plans for him to choose from, so he doesn't need to think too much; he just needs to decide which plan to use.

However, each plan is perfect, but they represent different interests of the Purple Mansion, which is why he, as the top leader, needs to make the decision; otherwise, they would never reach him.

Faced with this situation, Donghua was both happy and a little depressed.

The systems he knew so well from later generations were being put into operation by these gods? And they were being used even better than by him, the one who proposed them.

That was truly a bit of a setback!

But thinking about it, it makes sense. These immortals' brains are working countless times every second, so handling these everyday Eastern affairs is indeed not difficult for them.

Moreover, the nine emperors of the Purple Palace are not merely defined by their official positions; in terms of their functions, they were established by Donghua based on the cabinet system of later generations.

The chief minister is the Grand Master of Fate, Qinghua Emperor. There is no second minister, but if one had to be chosen, it would be Haotian.

With the reincarnation of Yaochi, Haotian devoted himself to cultivation, and his attachment to power diminished.

Therefore, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he may become the first emperor in the Purple Mansion to break through to the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint.

Of course, this first one doesn't include Longbo and Zhulong, because these two had already broken through to the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint when they joined the Purple Mansion.

Even so, Haotian is already terrifying, after all, strictly speaking, Haotian was born a generation later than Donghua and the others.

Moreover, his background wasn't very high. If he hadn't become Hongjun's disciple, he probably would have only broken through to the Quasi-Saint level at most in his life.

But he was just lucky. He followed Hongjun, which not only improved his aptitude but also provided him with a lot of spiritual treasures. Most importantly, he had a powerful backer.

No matter how great the calamities Haotian faced in later generations, no one dared to truly kill him or strip him of his imperial throne. At most, a fool like Xing Tian would send him to reincarnation, thus reducing his power.

After all, one must give face to the Buddha even if one doesn't respect the monk; the Dao Ancestor Hongjun must be given face, for he is definitely a petty person.

As for Yaochi's death, it was truly an accident. At that time, everyone was in a bloodthirsty frenzy, and no one cared about your identity.

Just as Donghua was pondering these things, a person entered from outside the hall; it was none other than Emperor Taiyuan.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

When Donghua saw that the visitor was Emperor Taiyuan, he didn't even raise his head or gesture for him to dispense with the formalities. Instead, he continued writing something on the table.

In fact, Donghua was just writing nonsense. He deliberately wanted to leave Taiyuan Emperor out of the loop, so that this person wouldn't be so arrogant as to openly refute the Queen Mother of the West in the main hall.

Taiyuan seemed to have seen through Donghua's thoughts, and kept his head bowed, not daring to raise his head.

After a long while, Donghua, seeing that the time was right, said:

"At this time of great troop mobilization, may I ask what brings Emperor Taiyuan here?"

Upon hearing this, Taiyuan's forehead was beaded with sweat, and he hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, I have come to admit my mistake. I was ignorant and arrogant before, and dared to offend Her Majesty. I have come to beg for forgiveness!"

"Oh? Is that so? I didn't know you, Taiyuan, possessed such abilities. Tell me about them, I'd like to hear of your glorious achievements!"

When Donghua uttered the words "great achievements," he deliberately added an imposing air, and his overwhelming aura caused Taiyuan to unconsciously bend over.

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Taiyuan was filled with remorse. If he had known this would happen, he would never have spoken out of turn and contradicted the Queen Mother of the West.

"Get up! Don't do that again. When I'm not here, Tai Zhen's words are my words. Besides, it's wartime. How could you contradict Tai Zhen at that time!"

Taiyuan quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I realized my mistake afterward. The Purple Palace had already decided on the battle. I was confused for a moment and that's why I did it that way."

Donghua chuckled and said, "I think you're not just confused for a moment, but rather too clever for your own good. Do you really think I can't see through your little scheme?"

"The Purple Mansion has not yet conquered the world, so it's not the time for you to fight for power. The time is not yet ripe for you to win over the Dragon Clan. You can take it slowly later, and each of you can use your own methods!"

Upon hearing this, Taiyuan was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and said to Donghua, "Your Majesty, I have absolutely no such intention. I beg Your Majesty to see the truth. My heart is only for the Purple Palace and for Your Majesty. Heaven can bear witness to this!"

Donghua laughed and reached out to help Taiyuan to his feet.

"Look at you, I was just joking with you, and you took it seriously, even swearing to God. Was that really necessary?"

Donghua stepped forward and gently patted Taiyuan's shoulder, saying, "Taiyuan, we met at Zixiao Palace. We were once students listening to Master's lectures together. Although we are now in a relationship of ruler and subject, we are still fellow Daoists. Please don't act like this in the future."

"Do you still remember our conversation in the Purple Mansion Hall? I still vividly remember your eloquent speech!"

Taiyuan chuckled and said humbly, "Your Majesty was like a frog in a well, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. Now I realize that Your Majesty is truly a man of great talent and ambition, with the world at your fingertips, so naturally, it is within your grasp!"

"Ha ha……"

Donghua laughed after hearing this, but didn't explain anything further.

"Currently, all the emperors in the Purple Mansion have their own directly administered departments, but you are still all alone. This is not fair to you. Fortunately, the Purple Mansion is expanding rapidly. When the Three Realms are pacified, I will grant you a department and make you a true emperor. Is that alright?"

Taiyuan was about to say something when Donghua raised his hand to stop him and continued, "This is what you deserve. Without you, the Purple Mansion would not be where it is today, and neither would I, Donghua. I remember everything you have done and will never forget it."

"Your cultivation level was slightly lower before, but now that you have truly broken through to the Quasi-Saint level, all of this should be given to you. Please accept it peacefully."

Upon hearing this, Taiyuan was so moved that tears almost streamed down his face. It turned out that His Majesty had seen and remembered everything he had done. In that case, it was all worthwhile!

He had indeed been unwilling to accept his previous rebellion against the Queen Mother of the West, since he was now a true quasi-saint, but only had the title of Emperor without the actual power.

As his Purple Mansion grew stronger, he did feel somewhat unbalanced, which led to that incident.

Now, after Donghua said those words, all his worries vanished, and he was filled with fighting spirit again.

Donghua watched Taiyuan leave and laughed heartily. In fact, it was just a small matter, and he wasn't angry at all. On the contrary, he was very happy with what Taiyuan had done.

After all, Donghua is Donghua and Xiwangmu is Xiwangmu. Although they are Daoist partners, they also have different forces.

Taiyuan was his direct subordinate. Although Donghua didn't care if these people wholeheartedly obeyed the Queen Mother of the West, he was still not entirely comfortable with it.

This is the tragedy of emperors. No matter how powerful they are, they cannot escape being manipulated. They are truly powerless to control their own destiny!

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