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

Chapter 94 The Eastern King Duke Desires to Establish a Celestial Court

Houtu, who once received the teachings of the sage from Zixiao Palace and was personally instructed by him, has now retreated to the earth with the Wu tribe to devote herself to cultivation.

Nuwa remained in seclusion, cultivating and comprehending the primordial purple energy in her hands, awaiting the opportunity to attain enlightenment.

Only the Three Pure Ones and the four guides were present this time.

His gaze was solemn as he slowly began to instruct, "The four of you must devote yourselves to comprehending the Dao, and as soon as possible, understand the sacred path, attain enlightenment, and return to your rightful place."

"The primordial world still lacks stability. Only the emergence of a sage can strengthen the origin of the Heavenly Dao, stabilize the four directions of the primordial world, and make the world more complete!"

Upon hearing this, the Three Pure Ones and the four disciples immediately bowed and clasped their hands, their expressions respectful and solemn: "Disciples will humbly follow Master's teachings and will certainly devote themselves to diligent cultivation to attain enlightenment as soon as possible!"

Hongjun nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping across the entire scene, but he couldn't see Kunpeng anywhere, and his brows furrowed slightly.

With a thought, he sensed the Primordial Purple Qi that he had secretly tampered with and which belonged to Kunpeng, and instantly discovered its whereabouts.

"They actually hid in the Ruins of Return."

Hongjun pondered to himself, a hint of surprise in his expression.

He laid out countless chess games and deduced the grand trend of the primordial world. Every step was interconnected. Kunpeng, bearing the purple aura of a sage, was an indispensable part of his plan.

If Kunpeng remains hidden in the Ruins of Return year after year, his subsequent plans for the prehistoric world will inevitably be hindered and difficult to advance.

The Ruins of Return is a forbidden land of extreme chaos in the primordial world, beyond the reach of the Heavenly Dao. It is one of the very few extraterrestrial places that even Hongjun himself could not glimpse or interfere with.

As long as Kunpeng guards the Ruins and remains hidden, even as a Dao Ancestor, he can do nothing about it for the time being.

Moreover, he will undoubtedly devote all his energy to aligning himself with the Way of Heaven.

"Since he has chosen to hide in the Ruins of Return, then he should not come out again!" Hongjun had made his decision. Once his mind was made up, he did not linger any longer. With a wave of his sleeve, his figure transformed into a stream of Daoist light that filled the sky, and in an instant, it dissipated into the heavens and returned to the Purple Cloud Palace.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Dao Ancestor!" The crowd bowed and saw Hongjun off as he departed.

For them, Hongjun's union with the Heavenly Dao was both a great advantage and a disadvantage.

The advantage is that it means they will no longer have a mountain looming over them at any time.

The downsides are unknown yet!

Now that Dongwanggong has received Hongjun's "support," he is full of ambition and ready to make a big splash!

Even if the demon race obtains such favorable conditions as the Nine Heavens and establishes a Heavenly Court, what good will it do?

At this point, the so-called Heavenly Court will have virtually no authority whatsoever!

If that's the case, then as the head of all immortals, and having received the dragon-headed staff and the Myriad Immortals Map bestowed by the Dao Ancestor, he should naturally "follow the mandate of heaven," establish an immortal court, rule over all immortals, and manage the order of the primordial world!

Holding the Myriad Immortals Scroll, Dongwanggong felt the supreme power contained within it to govern all immortals and regulate destiny. His heart was filled with boundless pride, as if he could already see the Purple Palace Immortal Mansion shaking the primordial world.

He looked brightly at the Three Pure Ones who had not yet left.

"My three senior brothers!" Dongwanggong said with a smile and a very humble posture, cupping his hands and saying, "Now that the Dao Ancestor has bestowed a great treasure upon me, I wish to establish a Celestial Court, rule over all immortals, establish order in the world, and restore peace to the primordial wilderness. I would like to invite my three senior brothers to join the Celestial Court together!"

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His invitation was sincere and the prospects he painted were quite enticing. However, he was met only with a cold silence.

Taiqing Daode slightly raised his eyelids, his gaze as calm as still water, as if he hadn't heard a word he said.

Yuqing Yuanshi's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, and a hint of undisguised contempt flashed in his eyes.

Shangqing Lingbao glanced at him, but his gaze was as if he were looking at a noisy ant on the roadside, and he quickly looked away without much interest.

The three of them didn't even pause for a moment, let alone respond.

All that could be seen was the flow of Daoist energy around the Three Pure Ones, a flash of pure light, and a slight distortion in space.

The next moment, the three figures disappeared from their original spot, tearing through the void and returning to the Kunlun Sanqing Palace, without taking away even a wisp of cloud.

The smile on Dongwanggong's face froze instantly, and his outstretched hand hung awkwardly in mid-air.

A strong sense of humiliation welled up inside him, making his face burn. The Sanqing's disregard was like three buckets of cold water, pouring down on his newly ignited ambition.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and embarrassment, and turned his gaze to the Guide who had not yet left.

This person, born in the West, was of slightly lower status, but was still the future sage appointed by the Dao Ancestor. Although he did not have the illustrious lineage of Pangu like the Three Pure Ones, he held the position of sage and was equally important.

"Fellow Daoist, please guide me!"

Dongwanggong rallied his forces, his tone becoming even more sincere. "Although the West is barren, your compassion and your desire to save all living beings are truly admirable."

"Our Celestial Court aims to regulate the immortal path in the primordial world, establish order, and protect rogue cultivators, which aligns with the grand aspiration of fellow Daoists to universally save all beings."

"Would you be willing to join the Celestial Court and work together on this great cause?"

"I will treat you as an emperor and share in the fortune of the celestial court!" He offered an extremely high price.

The guide, his face still etched with sorrow, clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha, I deeply appreciate the kindness of Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong. Fellow Daoist cherishes the primordial chaos and desires to establish order; this is a truly benevolent act."

"However, my fellow monk and I bear the responsibility of revitalizing the West. This is entrusted to us by the Dao Ancestor and is also my lifelong ambition. I dare not slacken for even a moment."

"The affairs of the Celestial Court are of great importance. This humble monk needs to return to the West to discuss them carefully with my junior brother, and also to calmly comprehend the Primordial Purple Qi bestowed by the Dao Ancestor. It is truly difficult to spare time for anything else."

"Fellow Daoist, your kindness is appreciated and will be remembered. We will discuss it further if the opportunity arises in the future."

His words were gentle and mild, and his attitude was polite. He neither directly refused nor agreed, but simply put forward Western doctrines and the entrustment of the Taoist patriarch, leaving an ambiguous and indefinite "further discussion".

These seemingly polite but actually evasive words made Dong Wanggong curse "slippery" in his heart, but he was helpless.

The other party was, after all, a future sage, of noble status. For him to respond so politely was already a sign of respect.

Seeing his repeated setbacks, Dongwanggong was feeling frustrated, but Zhunti Daoist, who had been silently observing from the side, had a glint of light in his eyes.

Unlike Jieyin, he had never obtained the Primordial Purple Qi, and his path to sainthood was uncertain. His sense of unwillingness and urgency far surpassed that of his senior brother.

Seeing that the Eastern King Duke possessed the innate spiritual treasure, the Myriad Immortals Map, and was ambitious in his intention to establish a Celestial Court, it was the perfect time for them to urgently need allies and expand their power.

After being rejected by the Three Pure Ones and Jieyin, Dongwanggong's eagerness to prove himself and seek support was keenly observed by Zhunti.

"Senior Brother, your heart is with the West; you truly bear a heavy responsibility." Zhunti suddenly spoke, his voice carrying a strange warmth. He stepped forward, bowed to Dongwanggong, and smiled as gently as a spring breeze: "Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, this humble Daoist Zhunti greets you."

"What you just said, fellow Daoist, about establishing a Celestial Court to govern all immortals and restore order to the primordial world is a great act of benevolence in accordance with the Way of Heaven!"

"Although my cultivation is shallow and I am not as good as my senior brother and fellow Daoists of the Three Pure Ones, I may have some minor insights into sorting out the earth's veins, enlightening spiritual energy, and guiding those with affinity."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming sincere and carrying a just-right touch of empathy: "Fellow Daoist, you have just taken charge of the Immortal Alliance, and everything is in need of rebuilding. This is precisely the time when you need people."

"My fellow Daoist is broad-minded and extraordinary, truly the only choice to be the leader of the Immortal Path! I am unworthy, but I am willing to serve as a guest in the Immortal Alliance and contribute my meager strength."

"Firstly, this can help you, fellow Daoist, to manage the scattered immortals and bring peace to the region; secondly, I can also take this opportunity to cultivate goodwill in the East, spread the wondrous teachings of the West, and guide cultivators with affinity to the West. This is also to seek a peaceful place for the beings of the primordial world and to fulfill our shared ambition of establishing order. We arrive at the same goal through different paths. I wonder—what do you think, fellow Daoist?"