On the high platform's cloud bed, Hongjun began to expound the Great Dao.
The sound of the Dao, ethereal and distant, descended from the nine heavens, transforming into ten thousand golden flowers. It also rose from the depths of the earth, solidifying into jade-colored golden lotuses.
The entire Zixiao Palace was filled with the profound mysteries of countless Laws.
The Three Pure Ones sat cross-legged, pure qi circulating around them. Above their heads, within their Auspicious Clouds, three flowers flickered in and out of existence, clearly showing they had the deepest understanding of the principles of creation and the heavens.
Nuwa's brow furrowed slightly. Her delicate fingers unconsciously sketched in the void, a wisp of creation's vitality, barely perceptible, swirling around her fingertips.
Jieyin and Zhunti wore expressions of ecstatic joy, ravenously devouring every syllable of the Dao sound, attempting to find the supreme method to remedy the barrenness of the West.
All beings were intoxicated.
Only Xuanzheng was like an anomaly who had infiltrated a top-tier academic forum.
He paid no attention to what Hongjun was preaching, whether it was Severing Three Corpses or Refining Primordial Spirit.
Primordial Spirit Great Dao? That's the broad highway for you fragile beings to tread. Our Witch Clan walks the single-plank bridge of traversing the universe with our physical bodies!
Within his eyes, on the ancient surface of the Script Mirror, the figure of Hongjun was not reflected. Instead, rows upon rows of cascading data streams scrolled by.
[Beep! Detected Law fluctuation: Space Folding. Frequency: Hai Xia Seven Parts. Combination method: Qian Three, Kun Six, Zhen... Data model being recorded... Similarity match: Ancestral Witch Dijiang's Space Law 87.4%... Three optimizable nodes discovered...]
[Beep! Detected residual Great Dao dissipation...]
He quietly raised his left hand, and the phantom image of the Karma Scale flashed and disappeared.
A wisp of dissipated Law fragment from Hongjun's sermon, unnoticed by anyone, was precisely "weighed" by him and then packed into his "little treasury."
Even if it's just scraps, a mosquito's leg is still meat! Every little bit counts. Later, I can trade it for a few high-grade spirit veins for the clan!
Just as Xuanzheng was busy "scavenging garbage" and "building a database," a discordant scoff broke the solemnity of the hall.
"Hmph, a bunch of brutes who only cultivate their bodies and don't understand the Laws of Heaven, yet you presume to listen to a Saint's Great Dao here? Truly a monkey in a scholar's robe!"
The speaker was a demon saint with a sharp mouth, monkey-like cheeks, and shrewd eyes. He was an ancestor of the ancient, unique Six-Eared Macaque. He prided himself on his extraordinary origins and, seeing the Witch Clan members sitting like wooden stakes, showing no reaction to the profound and mysterious Primordial Spirit Great Dao, he couldn't resist mocking them.
His voice was not loud, but he used his magic power to precisely deliver it to the ears of Houtu, Dijiang, and the other Ancestral Witches.
Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches frowned, a flash of killing intent disappearing instantly. However, considering this was the Dao Ancestor's dojo, they forcefully suppressed it.
Xuanzheng, however, didn't even turn his head.
Whispering during class and resorting to personal attacks? This severely disrupts the learning atmosphere! Must be dealt with!
He didn't even stand up.
He simply threw a punch backward, towards the direction of the sound's origin, a seemingly ordinary blow.
There were no Law fluctuations, no surge of Blood Essence, only pure, extremely condensed physical power!
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
The mockery on the sharp-mouthed demon saint's face had not yet faded when his entire body was as if hit head-on by a divine mountain. His body instantly folded at a bizarre angle. Before he could even let out a scream, he transformed into a stream of light and was forcefully "pierced" out of the Zixiao Palace hall by this punch, disappearing into the vast chaos.
Xuanzheng retracted his fist, clapped his hands, as if merely dusting off some dirt.
Only then did he slowly stand up and cup his hands towards Hongjun on the high platform with a "simple and honest" expression.
"Dao Ancestor, please forgive me! This scoundrel was making noise and disturbing the classroom order while you were preaching. This disciple dared to act to maintain the purity of the dojo and set things right. I hope the Dao Ancestor will not be angry!"
On the high platform, Hongjun's beard twitched almost imperceptibly.
What could he say?
Say Xuanzheng was wrong to hit him? Wouldn't that be condoning others disrupting his dojo?
Say he hit him well? The bile was already rising in his throat!
What made him most frustrated was!
The moment Xuanzheng finished speaking, a thin but incredibly pure strand of Mysterious Yellow Merit Qi descended from the nine heavens and entered Xuanzheng's body!
Heavenly Dao certification: Maintained order, meritorious!
Hongjun's face turned completely dark.
The expressions of all the great beings present looking at Xuanzheng were no longer admiration, but horror.
This guy beat someone up and even got a "Good Samaritan Award" for it?!
Xuanzheng calmly sat down, his mind calculating furiously.
Heh, the 'Golden Medal for Zixiao Palace Order Maintenance' is indeed effective! From now on, if I don't like someone, I'll just slap them with the label of 'disrupting classroom discipline,' beat them up, and even get a bonus! This is a profitable business!
Having cleared out the "classroom garbage," Xuanzheng continued his "data collection" work.
A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
Hongjun finally finished explaining the cultivation methods up to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal stage and prepared to conclude the first sermon.
Just then, Xuanzheng stood up again.
This time, his face was devoid of "simplicity and honesty." Instead, it was replaced by an unprecedented "rigor" and "professionalism," as if he were a master about to release a groundbreaking academic achievement.
In his hand, he held a light screen condensed by magic power, shimmering with Great Dao runes.
At the top of the light screen, a line of large characters was striking—
Report on Corrections and Optimization Suggestions Regarding Several Loopholes in the Content of the Zixiao Palace Lecture!
"Reporting to Dao Ancestor!" Xuanzheng's voice was clear and resonant, echoing throughout Zixiao Palace.
"Disciple Xuanzheng, while listening to the Great Dao, combined with my own shallow understanding of Pangu's creation of heaven and earth, discovered three 'logical loopholes' and five 'potential risks' in the Great Dao you expounded. I fear they are detrimental to the universal propagation of the Great Dao in the Primordial World and will mislead countless beings on their Dao paths!"
"Boom—!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Zixiao Palace exploded!
All the great powers, including the Three Pure Ones, looked at Xuanzheng as if he were a madman.
He's gone mad!
This member of the Witch Clan must be insane!
To dare to say that the Dao expounded by a Saint has loopholes in front of the Saints themselves?
Is he tired of living?!
Hongjun's body froze.
Xuanzheng, however, ignored them and began to read his "report" publicly.
"Firstly, the 'method of severing three corpses' mentioned by Dao Ancestor relies too heavily on Innate Spiritual Treasures. This method has too high a threshold and is not beneficial for the vast number of rogue cultivators without background or roots, which goes against the original intention of 'universal propagation of the Great Dao.'
I suggest introducing supplementary schemes of 'severing corpses with merit' and 'severing corpses with destiny' to provide more possibilities for the vast number of cultivators..."
"Secondly, the essence of the 'Golden Immortal Immortality' expounded by Dao Ancestor, when its Laws are in operation, has an exclusionary reaction with the World's Fetal Membrane of the Primordial World. It is harmless in the short term, but if this continues, it may cause cultivators to become too entangled in karma with heaven and earth, which is not conducive to future transcendence. I suggest optimizing its underlying Law circuits..."
"Thirdly..."
Xuanzheng itemized them one by one, his points well-reasoned, his data detailed, and he even provided specific "optimization schemes"!
At first, the great powers thought it was a fantasy.
But as they listened, some with profound cultivation, such as the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and Zhenyuanzi, gradually changed their expressions.
They verified Xuanzheng's words with their own cultivation and found that every word was a gem, pointing directly to the core! Those subtle points they had vaguely felt were wrong in their cultivation, but could not articulate, were precisely and sharply pointed out by Xuanzheng!
Hongjun's face had already changed from black to green, then from green to purple, and finally, it turned into a deathly pale.
He knew better than anyone that what Xuanzheng said... was all correct!
What he had imparted was the Dao of the "Heavenly Dao," while Xuanzheng, this variable, seemed to be standing on the will of "Pangu," carrying out an merciless "gap-filling and defect-checking" of his Dao!
"Enough!"
Hongjun could no longer stand it. He let out a shout, imbued with the majesty of a Saint, attempting to interrupt Xuanzheng.
However!
At this very moment!
"Rumble—!"
Thirty thousand miles from the nine heavens, purple qi came from the east, and endless Mysterious Yellow Merit Qi converged into a brilliant pillar of light, even more potent than all the merit previously awarded to Xuanzheng!
Before the three thousand great powers, and in front of Hongjun, the pillar of merit poured into Xuanzheng's body majestically!
The Heavenly Dao once again issued a decree, its intent vast and powerful:
Commending Xuanzheng for his supreme merit in "perfecting the propagation of the Great Dao and completing the Heavenly Dao Laws"!
Hongjun's "Enough!" got stuck in his throat.
He felt as if he had been slapped soundly in the face by the Heavenly Dao, his Dao Heart humming, and he was completely petrified on the spot.
A mouthful of Saintly blood was trapped in his chest, neither rising nor falling, causing his Primordial Spirit immense pain.
Xuanzheng, bathed in the Merit Golden Light, looked at Hongjun with an "innocent" expression.
"Dao Ancestor, you see, even the Heavenly Dao agrees with me. For the harmony and stability of the Primordial World, and to avoid misleading disciples, how about... you study my 'optimization suggestions' again and give us another lecture next time?"
Hongjun announced the end of the first lecture expressionlessly, stating that the second lecture would be held ten thousand years later.
His voice carried no discernible emotion.
The great powers rose and bowed, their expressions towards Xuanzheng filled with complexity.
Hongjun finally cast a deep glance at the culprit, who was still contemplating something while bathed in the Merit Golden Light.
"For the next lecture, three futons will be added to Zixiao Palace. Those with destiny shall obtain them."
After speaking, his figure disappeared from the cloud bed.
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