Primordial Salted Fish: Starting from Refusing to Join the Demon Clan

These words were resounding and righteous, revealing an unyielding spirit that drew the attention of all the immortals and gods present, their hearts filled with turbulent emotions.

A barely perceptible, mysterious fluctuation flashed in the depths of Hongjun's eyes, before instantly returning to endless silence.

He remained calm and composed, showing no anger, and slowly said, "Very well, fate is predetermined and cannot be forced. Since you harbor this Daoist heart, I will not force you. You may leave on your own, and in the future, as the cycle of heaven and earth turns, you will meet again by fate."

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple lotus appeared out of thin air in Hongjun's palm. The lotus was surrounded by a faint purple light, and its petals were layered and complex. The tips of the petals flowed with the profound Daoist rhyme of life and death reincarnation, as if it contained the ultimate mystery of the cycle of heaven and earth. Its aura was ancient and vast, which was awe-inspiring.

"This treasure is called the Purple Lotus of Reincarnation. It was born from the seeds of the Primordial Blue Lotus and contains the complete Great Dao of Reincarnation. Today, I bestow it upon you for protection and to safeguard your path. I hope you will diligently study and comprehend it, and not waste this opportunity."

Houtu respectfully accepted the Reincarnation Purple Lotus with both hands. The moment her fingertips touched the lotus, she sensed a faint resonance between the Daoist essence within it and her own bloodline. Her mind stirred, and she immediately bowed deeply again, saying sincerely, "Thank you for bestowing this treasure upon me, Dao Ancestor."

The Kunpeng, not far away, took in the whole scene. Looking at the extraordinary Reincarnation Purple Lotus, his eyes widened instantly, filled with envy, and he was secretly astonished: There really is a Reincarnation Purple Lotus!

Just as Kunpeng was stunned, Hongjun spoke again, his voice resounding throughout the Zixiao Palace: "You are all guests of Zixiao Palace who have the opportunity to hear me expound the Great Dao, and from now on you belong to the Xuanmen lineage."

"Outside the hall is a Treasure Sharing Cliff, on which countless innate spiritual treasures are displayed. You may go there and take them as aids in severing the three corpses and cultivating the Great Dao."

The oppressive and stagnant atmosphere, which had been caused by the affiliation of the Primordial Purple Qi, suddenly relaxed.

Although the immortals and gods knew they had no chance to encounter the Primordial Purple Qi again, if they could obtain a Primordial Spiritual Treasure to accompany them, their trip to Zixiao Palace would not have been in vain and would have been enough to make up for their regrets.

"Thank you for your grace, Dao Ancestor!"

The unified sound of bowing in gratitude echoed in the main hall. Before the words had even finished, many cultivators had already transformed into streaks of light, rushing out of the main hall and heading straight for the Treasure Sharing Cliff.

Kunpeng suddenly came to his senses, cursed inwardly, and immediately used his extreme speed to transform into a black shadow, rushing out after the immortals.

Outside the Zixiao Palace, a towering boulder stands majestically in the air; this is the Treasure Dividing Cliff.

The cliff face was shrouded in spiritual light and colorful mist. Countless innate spiritual treasures floated on the cliff, some hidden in the light or others in their true form. Each treasure possessed a magnificent aura and flowed with pure innate Daoist charm. They were all of superior quality, yet they were firmly imprisoned by a vast and boundless Heavenly Dao, unable to move.

After the arrival of the powerful beings from the primordial era, they all released their cultivation auras, and the Treasure Dividing Cliff instantly shone with spiritual light, its radiance soaring into the sky.

Countless spiritual treasures resonated with the corresponding cultivators' auras, emitting clear and melodious hums. The binding force dissipated, transforming into streaks of spiritual light that flew into the hands of destined individuals. Outside the hall, exclamations of amazement and ecstasy immediately rose and fell.

Those who can enter the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao are all people with profound primordial fortune, and they can more or less obtain a few spiritual treasures.

However, everyone soon discovered that the ones who reaped the greatest rewards were the orthodox disciples of the Xuanmen, personally taught by Hongjun.

The Three Pure Ones were the most outstanding, each of them acquiring over a hundred innate spiritual treasures.

Among them, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun was even more astonishing. When he retrieved the treasures, the spiritual light was continuous. He obtained more than 800 items in total, which far exceeded the sum of the other disciples.

The Western Guide Daoist obtained the fewest, only a few dozen spiritual treasures; powerful figures such as Di Jun, Tai Yi, Styx, and Zhen Yuanzi, with their abundant fortune, attracted twenty or thirty spiritual treasures to recognize them as their masters; while ordinary cultivators mostly only obtained a handful.

Seeing the disciples of the Xuanmen Sect return with a full load of gifts, and recalling the previous matter of Hongjun taking on disciples, the immortals understood that the Dao Ancestor ultimately favored his own direct disciples.

Even so, the spiritual treasures on the Treasure Sharing Cliff were all incredibly fortunate opportunities obtained for free, and regardless of how much they received, everyone was still overjoyed.

Kunpeng was the only exception, appearing to be completely immune to spiritual treasures.

Despite his best efforts, he failed to attract any spiritual treasures to his possession, only managing to find a few chaotic, lifeless stones.

Aside from its hardness, comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, this stone has no other uses and is not even qualified for refining artifacts.

Seeing that everyone else had gained something while he had nothing, Kunpeng felt a surge of anger and resentment, and roared inwardly: Heaven is unjust! Why is it that I am the one who is treated this way!

His gaze was fixed on Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, his heart filled with resentment. Just now, those twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls had been taken away by Lingbao Tianzun, which were the most precious treasures he had ever longed for.

He also possesses twelve Sea-Stabilizing Pearls. If he collects all thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, he will obtain a combined innate spiritual treasure comparable to a supreme innate treasure.

No, we need to find a way to get it from the Three Pure Ones, the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao.

At this moment, the remaining thousands of unclaimed spiritual treasures on the Treasure Distribution Cliff suddenly transformed into countless streams of light, scattering towards the primordial land. Upon seeing this, all the immortals present transformed into streams of light and followed closely behind.

At this moment, the remaining thousands of unclaimed spiritual treasures on the Treasure Distribution Cliff suddenly transformed into countless streams of light, scattering towards the primordial land. Upon seeing this, all the immortals present transformed into streams of light and followed closely behind.

Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun gazed at the empty Dividing Treasure Cliff, his eyes flashing slightly, as if he were making a plan.

With a change of heart, Kunpeng immediately took action and seized the Treasure Dividing Cliff, which had been freed from the confinement of the spiritual treasure.

The Treasure Sharing Cliff, which stores countless innate spiritual treasures, is itself a supreme treasure. However, Kunpeng did not examine it immediately after acquiring it.

When Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun saw Kunpeng take away the Treasure Dividing Cliff, his expression showed slight regret.

He was just too slow.

The sermon at Zixiao Palace will take nearly a thousand years to complete. Before that, the purple energy will be distributed, spiritual treasures will be bestowed, and disciples will be accepted.

In just a few days, the remaining days of preaching contained the true essence of the Great Dao, and he was determined not to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Afterwards, Kunpeng returned to Zixiao Palace with Nuwa and Fuxi, waiting for the Dao Ancestor to continue his sermon.

The Three Pure Ones did not go far and returned to the palace after a short while; Houtu, using the secret method of the Ancestral Witch bloodline, sent a message to the other members of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, explained various matters, and then quickly returned to Zixiao Palace.

Her mind was clear, which is why she politely declined the Dao Ancestor's offer to take her as a disciple, and she also possessed the Primordial Purple Qi.

At this moment, at the border between the primordial world and chaos, countless eyes are secretly coveting it. Staying in Zixiao Palace is the safest choice.

After everyone returned to their places, Hongjun sat on the lotus platform and continued to expound the supreme Dao. The sound of the Dao lingered and spread to every corner of the hall.

On the other side, while the Guide Daoist was searching for scattered spiritual treasures in the primordial world, he suddenly remembered the remaining sermons at Zixiao Palace, and his heart tightened, realizing that something was wrong.

They immediately grabbed Zhunti Daoist and rushed back to Zixiao Palace. However, the round trip took a long time. By the time the two hurriedly returned to the palace, Hongjun's final discourse on the Great Dao was already in its final stages. The two missed most of the essence and were filled with regret.