Global Planets: Build A Primordial Civilization From Day One-Chapter 197 - 165: Failing to Show Off Ended Up Being...

Within Chaos.

Before the Purple Cloud Palace, at the Mystic Sect entrance.

The first three to arrive were the disciples taken by Hong Jun before he became a Saint—the Pangu Three Pure Ones.

They held tokens given by Hong Jun, securing smooth passage through the perilous Chaos Bell.

Soon, they reached the location of the Mystic Sect.

The Three Pure Ones paid no heed to Hao Tian and Turquoise Pool standing on either side of the Mystic Sect’s entrance, as they strode through and into the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hao Tian and Turquoise Pool, recognizing the identity of the Three Pure Ones, were unbothered by the latter’s disregard.

Had it been someone else, the situation wouldn’t have been the same.

Upon entering the Purple Cloud Palace, the Three Pure Ones found it empty which they found rather surprising, but thought little of it.

As direct disciples of Hong Jun, it was only natural for them to be the first to arrive.

"Eldest brother, where should we sit and wait for our teacher?!"

Tongtian was forthright by nature.

Seeing that their teacher Hong Jun was absent, he immediately sought the opinion of Laozi.

"Let’s sit there!"

Laozi looked around and his gaze finally rested on six futons placed below the high platform.

He believed that these six futons represented a tremendous opportunity that should not be missed.

"Alright!"

As soon as Laozi finished speaking, he walked over without hesitation and took a seat on the first futon.

"Let’s go too!"

After Yuan Shi spoke, he sat on the second futon.

Seeing this, Tongtian took his seat on the third futon.

"Hm?"

As the Three Pure Ones sat on the futons, a rush of extremely pure Immortal Dao energy instantly surged into their bodies.

In that instant.

Their Tao Hearts became thoroughly enlightened and full, with a feeling as if they had the Dao completely in their grasp.

The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances, inwardly astonished.

"Who would have thought that these futons are treasures as well," Laozi exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, our teacher truly is wealthy!" Yuan Shi concurred.

Tongtian asked in confusion: "Should we take one with us when we leave?!"

Immediately, the Three Pure Ones self-mockingly said: "As Saints, such generosity is to be expected."

They then stopped their wild thoughts and closed their eyes to meditate, waiting for the others to arrive.

Purple Cloud Palace was situated amidst Chaos, where one could sense the Dao at close range.

Also being a Saint’s Dojo, it enabled the Three Pure Ones to have a clearer understanding of the Dao.

Hence, the Three Pure Ones completely immersed themselves in their meditation on the Dao, leaving only a trace of their consciousness outside.

As Time flowed, more and more Cultivators discovered the location of the Purple Cloud Palace.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they could never get closer to the Purple Cloud Palace.

In the end, only three thousand Cultivators managed to reach the location of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Those who reached the Purple Cloud Palace were all beings with unwavering resolve!

Once they had listened to Hong Jun’s sermon, their Cultivation would surely soar rapidly.

By then, the Primordial world would belong to these individuals!

"Please enter!"

As Hong Jun had given prior instructions, Hao Tian and Turquoise Pool did not trouble the arriving three thousand Cultivators. They let them pass through the Mystic Sect entrance straight into the Purple Cloud Palace.

After they entered, they found that the Three Pure Ones had already arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace ahead of them and were seated on the first three of the six futons.

"Eh?!"

At this moment.

A soft exclamation emanated from the crowd.

"So it’s the Three Pure Ones, I am Fu Xi, and I greet the three fellow Daoists!"

Fu Xi was easygoing, and although he was one of the four Demon Emperors, he lacked Di Jun’s majesty, Taiyi’s overbearing presence, and Nuwa’s aloofness, making him the most unemperor-like among the four.

Moreover, he had dealt with the Three Pure Ones before and had a relatively good relationship with them.

Now seeing that the Three Pure Ones had already taken their places on the futons, Fu Xi decisively pulled Nuwa to sit in the fourth position.

Greeting the Three Pure Ones was merely a ruse!

His true motive was quite straightforward—to ensure Nuwa could sit on one of the six futons.

Seeing that all the Cultivators’ attention was diverted, Fu Xi heaved a sigh of relief.

The Three Pure Ones, upon hearing this, opened their eyes and saw Fu Xi of the Demon Race’s four Emperors greeting them, a warm smile spread across their faces as they returned the gesture: "Fellow Daoist Fu Xi, your courtesy honors us!"

Fu Xi, seeing their reaction, continued to cultivate relations with the Three Pure Ones: "Fellow Daoists, truly worthy of the Pangu authentic lineage, with such formidable Cultivation, you are indeed the first to arrive at the Purple Cloud Palace.

Fu Xi admires this!"

Fu Xi intentionally said this, using his Demon Emperor status to acknowledge the Three Pure Ones as the authentic lineage of Pangu in order to win their support for Nuwa taking the fourth futon.

The Three Pure Ones were not fools; they naturally understood Fu Xi’s proposition, and smiles that they could not hide appeared on their faces.

Due to the Witch Clan’s reasons, their identity as the authentic lineage of Pangu would not be questioned.

Fu Xi’s status was special; he was one of the four Emperors of the Demon Race, representing the Primordial’s most powerful clan—Demon Race.

His words carried weight and could naturally exchange for the good graces of the Three Pure Ones.

Without hesitation, they immediately responded:

"Fellow Daoist Fu Xi, you flatter us!

Perhaps this is the widely renowned Empress Nuwa of the Primordial world?"

"Ah, I forgot the introductions!"

Fu Xi, upon hearing this, thought to himself that it was settled, but outwardly showed a look of sudden realization, pointing to Nuwa and speaking: "This is my sister, Nuwa."

Nuwa, although unaware of the subtleties between Fu Xi and the Three Pure Ones, still bowed in greeting out of politeness:

"Nuwa, a mere girl, greets the three fellow Daoists."

The Three Pure Ones responded: "We greet fellow Daoist Nuwa!"

Nuwa had no interest in socializing with the Three Pure Ones. After the greetings, she looked toward her brother Fu Xi, pointing to the empty spots next to her, and asked:

"Brother, there are two more seats, won’t you sit in one?"

Fu Xi shook his head and replied: "You sit, I’ll go see what Donghuang is up to..."

After saying so, he nodded to the Three Pure Ones and then turned to walk towards where Donghuang Taiyi was.

He was proficient in deduction and knew about the specialness of the six futons.

Nuwa sitting was fine.

But him sitting was not acceptable.

At this time, a man dressed in a red robe approached.

Seeing that there were still two futons unoccupied, without caring what others might think, he directly sat down on the fifth futon.

Then, with a beaming smile, he greeted the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa:

"I am Hongyun, who enjoys making friends, greetings to the four fellow Daoists."

"Greetings to fellow Daoist Hongyun!"

The Three Pure Ones and Nuwa Empress nodded in response upon hearing the words.

Then, Red Cloud conversed with them for a while before falling silent.

At the gathering spot of the Demon Race, Kunpeng glanced at the only remaining meditation cushion. Without regard for the feelings of Dijun, Taiyi, and Fu Xi, he strode forward and sat directly on the last cushion.

He then closed his eyes and refrained from speaking.

Seeing this, Dijun, Taiyi, and Fu Xi all frowned, expressing their dissatisfaction with Kunpeng’s action.

That seat, even if it was to be occupied, should have been for one of the three Emperors.

Kunpeng, a mere Demon Master, had no reason to sit there.

However, this was the Saint’s Dojo, crowded and bustling, they held back from rebuking Kunpeng, so as not to appear dissenting among their Demon Race.

"Dang~"

Suddenly!

The melodious sound of the bell rang out.

It turned the gazes of the three thousand cultivators uniformly towards the high platform of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Hao Tian’s diminutive figure slowly walked from the inner hall onto the high platform, looking down upon the three thousand cultivators turning their eyes to him, and declared:

"The Purple Cloud Palace is the Saint’s Dojo.

All of you, silence!"

Upon hearing these words.

The faces of the cultivators besides the Three Pure Ones all turned somewhat unsightly.

They were prominent figures of Primordial, being reproached by a young boy made them feel suffocated.

Donghuang Taiyi, already agitated due to the matter with Kunpeng, could not bear the provocation from Hao Tian, the boy.

Regardless of this being the Saint’s Dojo, he let out a heavy snort:

"Humph, what an imposing demeanor!

A mere boy dares to silence us.

Do you think you are Hong Jun himself?

Even Hong Jun wouldn’t restrict our communication!

Who do you think you are, scurry back to wherever you came from.

Otherwise, do not blame me for being discourteous!"

As Taiyi’s voice fell.

The powers inside the Purple Cloud Palace began to scold angrily.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"We have been here for so long, why has Hong Jun not yet appeared, one shouldn’t flaunt their importance in this manner!"

"So many of us fellow Daoists have come here, and he actually hides inside and does not come out? Is he supposed to impart the Great Dao to us?"

"If I had known this, I should have attended Luo Hou’s lecture on the Heavenly Demon Dao.

He is also a Saint, yet did not put on any airs and started lecturing right then and there!"

"Yes!"

"That boy, hurry and call Hong Jun out!"

"If he doesn’t want to speak, just say so, we’re not staying any longer!"

"..."

Hong Jun, though a proven Saint and indeed one of the topmost powers in Primordial, should not disdain them so.

Each of them was a top-tier mighty being within Primordial.

Their attendance to the lecture this time was mostly out of curiosity, not genuinely for the purpose of receiving the Dao.

Now, with Hong Jun’s delayed appearance, only sending two young boys to receive them, it was clear they were not taken seriously.

In comparison to Luo Hou, they were far from satisfactory!

"Humph! This Hong Jun Daoist is nothing special!"

"Forget it! I’d rather go hear Luo Hou’s lecture on the Heavenly Demon Dao in the Life Forbidden Zone!"

"Yes! There’s more than one Saint who has achieved Dao enlightenment in this world, Luo Hou’s Heavenly Demon Dao may not be inferior to Hong Jun’s Immortal Dao!"

"Let’s go! I’m leaving too! All together!"

"I’m not listening anymore, what nonsense Saint, such a big act!"

"..."

Taiyi had not anticipated that his words would incite such a huge backlash.

Many proud and haughty beings turned and left without any intention to stay!

In their eyes, if one place didn’t appreciate them, there were plenty of others that would!

They didn’t need to endure the frustration here at Hong Jun’s.

Purple Cloud Palace.

Inner Hall.

Upon seeing this, Hong Jun who had been sitting back, fishing, suddenly changed his expression and could no longer remain seated!

If the Three Thousand Mortal Visitors all left, his scheming would be ruined!

He immediately snorted:

"Humph!"

One step forward.

He appeared on the high platform of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Above his head was the Heavenly Dao Dharma Wheel.

Forty-nine Heavenly Dao intertwined, manifesting various Anomalies.

"My honored guests, you’ve traveled from afar, to not hear my Dao would be regrettable!"

Upon seeing some people already walking out of the Purple Cloud Palace’s great doors, Hong Jun began to call out to retain them.

However, instead of the usual pleas, he chose a more tactful approach.

The numerous Primordial Beings who came to hear the Dao turned to look up at the high platform.

Seeing the various Tao Rules Anomalies and daunting pressure emanating from Hong Jun, they felt a weight in their hearts.

"So strong!"

"Hong Jun, surely not vainly continuing life!"

"This power, terrifying!"

"There are actually forty-nine ’Dao’, horrific!"

"I hope he will not bear petty grudges and forgive my minor faults!"

"He shouldn’t! He’s already a Saint, there’s no need for him to quibble with us commoners."

"..."

Hong Jun’s current appeal really looked good. The complex Tao Rules swirled around his body, the forty-nine Heavenly Dao Laws intertwined with the Heavenly Dao Dharma Wheel overhead, sketching elaborate Runes.

Within the Runes, specks of golden light rained down, landing on the Void beneath forming an expanse of pure white lotuses, giving one a sensation of tranquil clarity, as if the Dao was all within his grasp.

And those cultivators who had already walked out of the Purple Cloud Palace, upon seeing this scene, turned around and re-entered the Purple Cloud Palace.

...

To be continued!

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