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

Chapter 9 Taiyuan Theory of the Primordial World

Hongjun: "Since I have attended your banquet and drunk your wine today, I should naturally pay my respects. Please tell me what you need."

Hongjun said magnanimously, "But he certainly has the ability to be magnanimous."

"It is an honor for Donghua to have you attend my banquet, Master. I cannot accept your invitation. You are making me feel ashamed."

Donghua kept a very low profile. In front of this powerful figure, neither the original owner nor his previous life had the right to be arrogant or presumptuous.

Hongjun nodded almost imperceptibly, then flicked his sleeve, and Donghua immediately felt his body lighten.

The primordial spirit injury left by Taiyi's Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife has disappeared.

Donghua bowed again and said, "Thank you for your compassion, teacher."

"Well, that's a small matter. Consider this little gift as a present for the banquet. As for the wine we drank together, I'll give you a magical treasure as well."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a yellow light flashed. Suddenly, a magical seal appeared in Donghua's hand.

Donghua was about to thank his teacher when he looked up and found that Hongjun had already left.

"Your disciple respectfully sees you off, Master."

The crowd also bowed and said, "Respectfully bidding farewell to the Dao Ancestor."

After paying his respects, Donghua returned to his throne, his mind still unsettled.

Today's toast was just a routine suggestion, a typical "leader, please offer a toast" or "I'll say something."

He had only slightly increased the temperature of the first cup of wine, but unexpectedly, the Dao Ancestor sensed it and actually descended.

Not only Donghua, but everyone present was unable to remain calm. An ordinary banquet suddenly became extraordinary because of the arrival of the Dao Ancestor.

Donghua regained his composure and said, "Alright, gentlemen, please be seated."

"The fact that the Dao Ancestor is here at today's banquet is a recognition of our Purple Mansion. We should feel honored, so why are we still silent?"

Everyone then regained their composure and took their seats.

Taiyuan Immortal Lord looked excited and said directly, "Today, the Emperor is hosting a banquet, and the Dao Ancestor is present. The Emperor truly deserves to be the head of the male immortals personally appointed by our teacher. We congratulate the Emperor and offer our congratulations."

"We congratulate Your Majesty and offer our best wishes."

Hearing this, Donghua was very happy. The arrival of the Dao Ancestor today not only brought him benefits, but also greatly increased his reputation and prestige.

With these things, he would be much safer as long as he didn't try to dominate.

Donghua raised his wine cup: "To celebrate our Purple Palace, and to the Purple Palace."

Everyone raised their wine cups: "To celebrate our Purple Palace, to toast the Purple Palace!"

This time, the wine was drunk without any problems.

The arrival of the Dao Ancestor undoubtedly brought the banquet to a climax.

Donghua raised his third glass of wine.

"We should thank Shao Siming for her preparations that allow us to feast here today. Let us offer this third cup of wine to Shao Siming."

After Donghua finished speaking, he used his magic to create a spot in the air to the lower left of his throne.

Seeing this, Shao Siming also sat down generously.

He raised his glass and drank with everyone.

Donghua put down his wine cup: "Today, none of us are allowed to use our cultivation to drink. Let us drink to our hearts' content."

With the three cups of wine finished, Donghua, as the leader, also concluded his opening remarks.

Inside the hall, everyone started drinking with each other and building relationships.

Today, everyone here is a leader of the Purple Mansion, and it is indeed a good day to build relationships. Some high-ranking officials who are almost impossible to reach are all here, all trying to establish connections.

After all, even in the prehistoric world, human relationships and social customs mattered.

Before long, the group dance prepared by Shao Siming entered the hall.

The fairies danced gracefully, their movements elegant.

She raises her wrist, finding the dress too heavy; she turns her waist, finding her posture graceful. The silk robes sway in the breeze, and the light sashes flutter with her emotions.

At the grand banquet in late autumn, sleeves fluttered in the clouds and rain. They moved gracefully, like orchids in full bloom, like dragons soaring through the air.

The graceful dance brought the banquet to another climax.

Immortal Lord Taiyuan raised his wine cup and went to drink with Donghua. The two talked about everything under the sun, discussing the Great Dao and reminiscing about the days when they studied together in Zixiao Palace.

"This time, Your Majesty's teachings will surely lead to an explosive growth in the power of my Purple Mansion. This cup is offered to Your Majesty."

The two drank under various pretexts, each harboring their own ulterior motives.

"Looking at the primordial world today, the Emperor is first-rate. The Three Pure Ones only want to become saints. Even if they achieve sainthood in the future, they are not worthy of being the masters of this world."

"Zhen Yuanzi is a man of great wisdom and elders. Despite being a celestial being, he has created the path of the earth immortals. Although it is not yet perfect, he has been able to cultivate to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. He is deeply revered by the spirits of mountains, rivers, plants, and trees, who call him the ancestor of earth immortals. Although he has thousands of disciples, he has not established any power base. He is not a cause for concern."

"The Lord of the Blood Sea, Styx, specializes in the path of killing and possesses profound cultivation. Although he can be a lord of a region, his path is destined not to make him the lord of heaven and earth."

"The two from the West, Jieyin and Zhunti, are indeed people of great perseverance and great supernatural powers. However, the West has been damaged by the war between immortals and demons and has no potential to become the masters of heaven and earth. Moreover, the master has already said that the two have the potential to become saints."

"The Azure Emperor Fuxi, Fuxi has the appearance of a Heavenly Emperor, but now he is stuck in the quagmire of the demon race and cannot easily extricate himself. After all, the fortune of the Heavenly Court is not so easy to enjoy."

"The twelve demon gods are arrogant and conceited, looking down on many powerful beings. Even among themselves, there are deep conflicts. Although they are united under the oppression of the demon race, trouble will inevitably break out sooner or later. They are not worth worrying about."

"But the Heavenly Court today is a place of raging fire and burning oil, and it is only a superficial glory. The former Nuwa is now only comprehending the holy path, seeking to sever her corpse and prove the Dao to become a saint."

As Di Jun's methods of dealing with the myriad races of the prehistoric world became increasingly domineering, often annihilating entire clans, Xi Huang Fu Xi and Di Jun grew increasingly estranged, their paths diverging.

Although the Demon Master Kunpeng was utterly loyal to the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, he was not favored by Taiyi.

"It is clear that the Heavenly Court and the Twelve Demon Gods were merely pioneers for the king, and will ultimately suffer the same fate as the three races."

At this point, Immortal Lord Taiyuan stopped, looking at Donghua with burning eyes.

"Only the Emperor, only the Emperor can become the ruler of this world. Whether it is cultivation, reputation, or legal principles, he is the only candidate for the Heavenly Emperor."

Donghua stared in astonishment at Taiyuan Immortal Lord, witnessing for the first time the profound wisdom of the people of the prehistoric world.

If I didn't have memories of my past life, I definitely wouldn't be able to see the primordial world so clearly.

Taiyuan's words shocked not only Donghua, but everyone in the hall.

They knew that Taiyuan had been trying to persuade the Emperor to fight for supremacy in the primordial world, but they always treated it as a joke.

The power of the Heavenly Court and the Twelve Demon Gods is far beyond what the Purple Mansion can compare to. Neither their high-end nor low-end combat power can compare to the former two.

But after hearing Taiyuan's words, their calm hearts were deeply moved, especially those who had fled here after their clans were destroyed.

Their hearts began to burn with righteous indignation. Did they not want revenge? They wanted revenge day and night, but the enemy's strength made them not even dare to entertain that thought.

Now that there is hope, how could I not want revenge?

Looking at the persuaded crowd, Donghua understood how the original Dongwanggong had been destroyed by the Heavenly Court.

This is a sensitive time for the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan and the Twelve Demon Gods, but you, Dongwanggong, have stepped forward.

Needless to say, killing the chicken to scare the monkey will serve as a deterrent to all forces in the prehistoric world.

With his power and status, Dong Wang Gong would be perfect as a chicken.

Taiyuan's analysis is correct, but he overlooked the high-end combat power of the Purple Mansion. Currently, the Purple Mansion only has one Quasi-Saint, Donghua, while the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race has five. Moreover, as the Heavenly Court develops and grows stronger, more people will break through to Quasi-Saint.

The twelve demon gods of the Demon God Clan are all quasi-saints. Donghua is confident that he can defeat them one-on-one or one-on-two, but he definitely cannot defeat twelve of them.

So the analysis is correct, but it's impossible to do.

(End of this chapter)