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

Chapter 8 Dao Ancestor Hongjun

As everyone chatted, Shao Siming walked in.

"Your Majesty, preparations for the banquet at the Immortal Capital Palace are complete. Please proceed."

"Very well, then gentlemen, please take your seats." Donghua nodded and said to everyone.

There's a proper way to do this; you can't let him take his seat first and watch his ministers slowly sit down.

The primordial world isn't all about strength; it also values ​​human relationships and social connections.

These rules were formed during the period of the three races of Long, Han, and Long. The Long race placed the most emphasis on rules and established a hierarchical order.

Everyone rose and took their leave.

Only Donghua, Da Siming, and Shao Siming remained in the main hall.

"Great Master of Fate, from our conversation today, it's clear that you're managing the Thirty-Five Divisions very well, and you haven't neglected your own cultivation either, which is excellent," Donghua suddenly said.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. It is what I should do." The Grand Master of Fate remained as taciturn as ever.

Upon seeing this, Donghua sighed inwardly, "The original owner of this body truly has a discerning eye. Although this Grand Master of Fate speaks very little, he certainly has great insights into management."

"With such a vast power as the Purple Mansion, it relies entirely on the operation and coordination of the thirty-five departments, so there are bound to be conflicts between the various factions."

"Yet in such a relaxed setting today, not a single person complained to Donghua or asked him to take charge of the overall situation. This is enough to show Da Siming's talent for management."

"Most importantly, this guy is a hard worker, and he cultivates relentlessly. His cultivation level has not declined at all, and he still holds a firm position in the first tier within the Purple Mansion."

"Tell me, what reward do you want?" Donghua asked, determined to reward his meritorious subordinates.

The Grand Master of Fate said, "I dare not accept such a reward. I was merely doing my duty. The Emperor had previously given me the superior-grade spiritual treasure, the Yin-Yang Furnace. How could I possibly accept a reward today? I beg the Emperor to rescind his decree."

"Facts are facts. You've managed things well, and those who have made contributions should naturally be rewarded. That's how you manage the Thirty-Five Divisions. Why doesn't it work here?" Donghua retorted.

But the High Priestess remained silent, as if to say, "I can't accept this."

"Fine, since you can't say anything, I'll make the decision for you. You specialize in the Dao of Life and Death, and I gave you the Yin-Yang Furnace last time. You won't lack spiritual treasures for a while."

"And since you also need to manage your Purple Mansion, your cultivation time will naturally be less."

Donghua looked at the silent Da Siming and spoke directly, while also taking out a Bodhi seed.

"This is a gift from my fellow Daoist Zhunti of the West after I became the leader of the male immortals. It is a Bodhi seed from the Bodhi tree, one of the ten innate spiritual roots. It is helpful for comprehending the Great Dao. I am giving it to you today, hoping that you will soon enter the Quasi-Saint realm."

After saying that, Donghua handed the Bodhi seed directly to Da Siming.

Seeing this, the High Priest had no choice but to accept it.

"Thank you for your generous gift, Your Majesty. I will certainly cultivate diligently, manage the Purple Mansion well for Your Majesty, and follow in Your Majesty's footsteps."

Donghua: "Don't talk about gratitude. I've watched you grow from weak to strong. I'm very pleased with your growth. When you become Quasi-Saints, we'll address each other as fellow Daoists."

Donghua also knows how to make empty promises. Although the Bodhi seeds are precious, they are only useful to those below the Quasi-Saint level.

"If I don't paint a big picture for you guys, I'm not a leader at all."

Donghua: "Shall we go to Xiandu Palace and see how Xiaosi's banquet is going?"

"If the banquet you prepare isn't good, I'll punish you."

Shao Siming pouted, looking like she didn't want to talk to her.

Donghua was the first to walk out of Jingyang Palace, followed by the other two.

We arrived at Xiandu Palace for a look.

Good heavens, even Donghua, who had experienced the prosperity of the city in his previous life, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Inside the main hall of the Immortal Capital Palace, incense wafted and auspicious clouds filled the air. The Jade Terrace was adorned with colorful ribbons, and the Treasure Pavilion was enveloped in mist. Phoenixes and luan birds soared and floated, their forms ethereal and otherworldly, while golden flowers and jade calyxes reflected in the water.

Above are arranged nine phoenixes amidst crimson clouds, and eight treasures amidst purple rainbows. A five-colored, gilded table, and a thousand-flower jade basin.

On the table lay dragon liver and phoenix marrow, spiritual wine and spiritual fruits. A hundred delicacies, each exquisite and delicious, and a variety of exotic fruits and dishes, each new and delightful.

There was an empty seat above the main hall; that was Donghua's seat.

At the very front of the bottom are four positions: Taiyuan Immortal Lord, Barefoot Immortal, Cloud Lord, and one empty.

Below that, there are countless other things, including deities in charge of destiny, island lords, tribal chiefs, the three gods of fortune, prosperity, and longevity, and various divine generals.

The High Priestess stepped forward and landed in the empty spot in front of her.

Donghua was about to step forward and sit down when he discovered that there was no seat for Shao Siming in the hall.

Don't let the fact that this emerald-green girl looks like a maid fool you; she has a high status and cultivation level.

In terms of status, they are definitely among the top five in this hall.

In terms of cultivation level, a late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal is definitely not weak.

She turned her head and glanced at Shao Siming.

Shao Siming pretended not to see it.

Donghua stepped forward and took his seat.

Everyone rose and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Gentlemen, please dispense with the formalities and take your seats."

After everyone was seated again, the fairies serving them began to pour wine and add tea.

Donghua realized that there was no one beside him. Did he really need to come in person?

Just as I was thinking about these things, a pair of delicate hands picked up the wine pot and poured wine into the wine vessel.

Donghua turned his head and found that it was Shao Siming.

"Isn't this a bit extravagant? Having a celestial being pour the wine?"

But Shao Siming ignored all of this and took on the work of a maid.

Donghua picked up the wine cup and said, "My lords, it is a rare occasion that we are all gathered here in the same palace for a banquet."

As the saying goes, "The heavens are in full bloom, and our Dao flourishes daily. Let us raise this cup together to honor the Dao Ancestor and the Immortal Dao."

"The heavens are in full bloom, and our Dao is flourishing day by day. We revere the Dao Ancestor and the Immortal Dao."

The crowd followed suit, raising their cups to pay homage to the Dao Ancestor and the Immortal Dao.

The conversation had barely ended, and they hadn't even taken a sip of their wine.

Suddenly, a phantom appeared above the main hall of the Immortal Capital Palace.

The crowd could not see his figure or his face clearly, but they could see that he was surrounded by a Daoist aura, as if that was the Dao itself.

Compared to this, the Daoist essence of Donghua is like the light of a firefly compared to the bright sun.

Only Donghua, Barefoot Immortal, and Taiyuan Immortal Lord could clearly see the illusory figure in this hall.

Donghua quickly stood up, bowed, and said, "Donghua greets Teacher. I was unaware of your arrival and have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me."

At this moment, everyone realized that it was the Dao Ancestor who had arrived.

They all quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Dao Ancestor."

"No need for formalities, rise." Donghua felt his body lighten and unconsciously straightened up.

"Please, teacher, take a seat and have a cup of wine." Donghua used his magic to remove his throne, but found that he could not move it.

"No need. Today, I was wandering through the primordial world in my spirit when I suddenly felt something in my heart. It turned out that you were offering me a toast. Before I attained enlightenment, I did drink and discuss the Dao with some fellow Daoists, but now those people have passed away."

"Even after I became a saint, you were the first person to toast me. I came uninvited and just wanted to see you as well."

As Hongjun spoke, his Daoist voice flowed, but his words were kind and approachable, like those of a true teacher or elder.

"It is a great honor for us cultivators of the Purple Mansion to have you here today, Master. All beings in the Purple Mansion cultivate the path taught by you, Master. This place is naturally your residence. How could you come uninvited? We are overjoyed."

Donghua showered him with flattery.

Hongjun smiled gently: "It's been a while. You haven't even made any progress on the Great Dao, yet you've already learned such words. You should cultivate diligently and not disappoint my expectations."

"However, your previous preaching was indeed quite good, showing the demeanor of a great immortal. I will drink this cup of turbid wine."

The wine cup that Donghua had placed on the table automatically ended up in Hongjun's hand. He then drank from it, and the wine cup returned to its original position.

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