The Second Sermon, Establishing the Heads of Male and Female Immortals

Three thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Dong dong dong."

As a profound bell chime echoed, the Dao Ancestor's second sermon began. The great cultivators all flew towards the Primordial Chaos.

Within Buzhou Mountain, Xuan Yi, upon hearing the bell, immediately rose.

"Wa'er, let's go. Father's second sermon has begun."

He then looked at Six-Eared Macaque beside him. "Six-Eared, you'll accompany me this time. Once we reach Zixiao Palace, speak little and listen to the Dao with peace of mind."

Without waiting for Six-Eared Macaque to reply, he used his magic power to leisurely fly towards Zixiao Palace with Six-Eared Macaque and Nuwa. Fuxi, once again forgotten, tearfully chased after them.

Inside Zixiao Palace, some of the three thousand powerful beings from last time were absent, but many new faces had appeared. After all, with constant conflict in the Primordial World, it was normal for some great cultivators to perish. The new faces had improved their cultivation over the past three thousand years to the point where they could traverse the Chaos Gale, allowing them to come and listen to the Dao Ancestor's second sermon.

By the time Xuan Yi arrived, the three thousand guests of the mortal world had mostly gathered.

Only two seats remained empty on the seven meditation cushions at the very front.

These belonged to Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Huh? Did I perhaps use too much force and kill them both? That shouldn't be right?"

"Never mind, Six-Eared, you can sit behind me!"

Without dwelling on the reason, Xuan Yi had Six-Eared Macaque sit behind him.

"Heavens! Isn't that the Six-Eared Macaque?"

"He's openly defying the Dao Ancestor's decree. Is he trying to die?"

Seeing Six-Eared Macaque, the assembled great cultivators were stunned. Last time, Xuan Yi slept in front of the Dao Ancestor, and this time he directly brought the Six-Eared Macaque. Everyone believed Xuan Yi was doomed.

"Creak~~"

The grand doors of Zixiao Palace slowly closed. It was only then that Jieyin and Zhunti rushed in in a panic.

The slightly disheveled pair shot Xuan Yi a hateful glance before taking their seats on their meditation cushions.

At this moment, Jieyin and Zhunti loathed Xuan Yi to the extreme.

Last time, Xuan Yi had nearly beaten them to death, and they had spent the past three thousand years recuperating, barely making it in time for the Dao Ancestor's second sermon. Thinking of this, Jieyin and Zhunti glared at Xuan Yi again.

"Senior Brother, look, isn't that the Six-Eared Macaque!"

As Zhunti reminded him, Jieyin also noticed the Six-Eared Macaque behind Xuan Yi.

"He dares to bring the Six-Eared Macaque to listen to the sermon. Isn't this openly provoking the Dao Ancestor? Let's see if he dies this time."

Having learned from their previous encounter, Jieyin and Zhunti dared not openly provoke him. They could only hope that the Dao Ancestor would descend and severely punish Xuan Yi.

"High dwelling in ninefold clouds, A meditation cushion for the true Dao. Beyond Heaven and Earth, Yellow and Black, I shall hold the esteemed position of sect leader. Pangu gave birth to Taiji, Yin and Yang followed by the Four Symbols. One Dao passed to the Three Companions, Two sects, Chan and Jie, divided. The supreme leader of the Xuan Gate, One breath transformed into Hongjun."

As the words fell, Hongjun's figure appeared within Zixiao Palace.

"Haha, the Dao Ancestor is here. Xuan Yi, you're dead."

Jieyin and Zhunti screamed inwardly.

As if echoing their thoughts, Hongjun's gaze fell upon Six-Eared Macaque.

With just one glance, Six-Eared Macaque felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The shadow Hongjun had cast on him was simply too immense. If Xuan Yi hadn't been in front of him, Six-Eared Macaque would have turned and fled.

"Don't be afraid, Six-Eared. You are already my disciple, you cannot shame your master."

Six-Eared Macaque secretly encouraged himself, his chest slowly puffing out.

Seeing this, a barely perceptible smile touched Hongjun's lips.

"Hurry up and punish him, hurry up and punish him."

Jieyin and Zhunti's hearts continued to scream inwardly.

Unfortunately, Dao Ancestor Hongjun did not grant their wish.

"The time has come. The second sermon begins. This time, we will discuss the Dao of the Quasi-Saint."

This sermon on the Dao of the Quasi-Saint was no longer about consolidating one's foundation, but rather about opening another world's door for everyone.

"In the Primordial World, there are three methods to achieve Sainthood."

"The first method is Saint by Merit. For those with great merit in the Primordial World, the Heavenly Dao will bestow the power of merit. However, to achieve Sainthood, an immense amount of merit is required."

"The second method is Saint by Severing Three Corpses. One must sever their good, evil, and self-corpses, and then merge them to become a Saint. I also achieved Sainthood through this method."

"The third method is Saint by Strength. In ancient times, the great god Pangu intended to achieve Sainthood through this method."

"Among the three methods of achieving Sainthood, the first is the weakest but the easiest. The second requires Primordial Violet Qi and Xiantian Magic Treasures as a foundation, otherwise, the three corpses cannot be merged. This method of proving the Dao is slightly stronger than the first. The third method is the most difficult, but the combat power after achieving Sainthood is extremely strong."

"This time, I will primarily lecture on the second method of achieving Sainthood."

As Hongjun's words entered everyone's ears, a sense of despair washed over them.

Firstly, concerning the simplest method, Saint by Merit, who knew where to find so much merit in the Primordial World? Since the creation of the world, the Heavenly Dao had only bestowed merit a few times. Relying solely on personal effort, they might not accumulate enough merit even after countless kalpas.

Then there was the second method. How many Xiantian Magic Treasures were there in total in the Primordial World? Moreover, it required Primordial Violet Qi as a foundation, and they didn't even know what Primordial Violet Qi was.

The third method was out of the question; even the great Pangu failed, so how would they dare to try?

"Dao, Dao, Dao."

Ignoring everyone's thoughts, Hongjun began his sermon.

The many powerful beings present started listening attentively.

Meanwhile, our protagonist, Xuan Yi, felt his eyelids growing heavier and heavier, soon falling asleep.

"If not now, then when?"

Taishang, the foremost of the Sanqing, let out a soft exclamation, and a figure bearing a strong resemblance to him appeared within his Primordial Spirit.

As Laozi severed his Good Corpse, his realm smoothly advanced to the early Quasi-Saint stage.

"Good Corpse!"

Following closely behind Taishang, Nuwa also severed her Good Corpse.

Then came Yuanshi and Tongtian. Several hundred years later, Jieyin and Zhunti also severed their Good Corpses.

At this point, all six individuals on the meditation cushions had become early Quasi-Saint powerhouses.

Another thousand years passed, and great beings like Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Zhen Yuanzi, who had excellent foundations, also severed their Good Corpses, achieving the Quasi-Saint realm.

Only Kunpeng felt something was missing, unable to sever his Good Corpse.

As time went by, more and more great beings broke through.

The Primordial World paid no mind to years; the three thousand years of preaching quickly passed. Those on the meditation cushions with good foundations, such as the Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, and Jieyin, all severed their Evil Corpses, becoming mid-stage Quasi-Saints.

"The Primordial World is in chaos. I wish to establish leaders for the male and female immortals to assist me in managing it."

A ethereal voice awakened everyone, who were still lost in their thoughts, and also roused Xuan Yi.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the great beings turned red, all hoping the Dao Ancestor would choose them. Di Jun and Tai Yi were the most excited; if they could receive the Dao Ancestor's recognition, the demon race would truly be able to dominate the Primordial World.

"We respectfully obey the Dao Ancestor's decree."

The assembled beings dared not defy the will of a Saint and replied in unison with respect.

Hongjun showed no surprise and said, "Since none of you have any objections, I shall make the decision."

"East King Duke, you were born from the first wisp of yang energy in heaven and earth, and thus shall be the leader of the male immortals. Queen Mother of the West was born from the first wisp of yin energy in heaven and earth, and shall be the leader of the female immortals. Do you both accept?"

The two were stunned, then overjoyed.

"We respectfully obey the Saint's law. We will certainly do our best to assist the Dao Ancestor in managing the Primordial World."

Hongjun nodded and spoke:

"East King Duke, I bestow upon you the Dragon Head Staff. This treasure is a top-grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure. I hope you will use it wisely. Queen Mother of the West, I bestow upon you the Western Plain Colored Cloud Brocade Banner. This treasure is also a top-grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure. I hope you will both use them well and not let my expectations down."

After speaking, Hongjun waved his hand, and the two Spiritual Treasures flew towards them, hovering quietly beside them.

Neither of them had expected Hongjun to bestow magic treasures upon them. They immediately and excitedly took the treasures into their hands.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor. We will definitely do our utmost to help you manage the Primordial World."

The assembled great beings looked at the two with envy. Top-grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasures! Many had not even acquired a single Xiantian Spiritual Treasure since their transformation. To think that a Saint would casually bestow two of them.