Soul Transmigration Reborn

Purple Cloud Palace.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun preached the Great Dao for the first time after becoming a Sage!

But at this moment, Purple Cloud Palace was tense and on edge.

Terrifying killing intent and fury filled the entire Purple Cloud Palace, and even the surroundings began to tremble faintly.

"Jieyin, Zhunti, return my cushion! Return my opportunity to become a personal disciple of Dao Ancestor!!!"

Kunpeng's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and the fury in his heart surged like a raging sea. He had nearly lost his reason.

Just moments ago, because he had been outnumbered, Kunpeng had been forced to give up his cushion to the two men.

Originally, Kunpeng would have let it go after venting a little anger.

But just now, the famously kind-hearted Hong Yun of the Great Desolation had exposed a shocking secret.

The opportunity represented by the Purple Cushion... was the chance to become a personal disciple of Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

It meant one of the Six Sages ordained by Heaven!

If someone else had said this, everyone would merely have laughed.

But this had been said by the kind-hearted Hong Yun, so it had to be true!

The brainless good guy Hong Yun was everyone's best friend!

At the same time.

The famously "kind-hearted" Hong Yun of the Great Desolation looked at the tense crowd on the verge of battle with an amused expression and thought:

A bunch of idiots. Let's see if I don't play you all to death!

At this moment, Hong Yun was spouting colorful language that did not belong in the Great Desolation.

Clearly, the Hong Yun of this moment was no longer the original Hong Yun, but a transmigrator!

Having just transmigrated, Hong Yun had immediately found himself caught up in the struggle over Dao Ancestor's cushions.

Unfortunately, the original Hong Yun had been so kind that he had practically been an idiot.

He had actually given away the opportunity to become Dao Ancestor Hongjun's personal disciple!

Thus, as a transmigrator, Hong Yun immediately stopped playing by the rules. He had laid his cards on the table.

He had exposed the opportunity represented by the Purple Cushion.

What delighted Hong Yun even more was that after exposing it, he had bound himself to a system!

[Ding! Blackening System bound!]

[Given that the host Hong Yun's kind-hearted reputation is deeply rooted in everyone's hearts, the system will arrange for the host Hong Yun to turn evil!]

[As long as the host turns evil, stops being a good guy, and persistently wreaks havoc upon the Great Desolation, system rewards can be obtained!]

Hmm?

As a transmigrator who had undergone Soul Transmigration, Hong Yun immediately revealed an evil smile.

"Wreak havoc upon the Great Desolation? Blackened Hong Yun? Stop being a good guy? I like this!"

"From today onward, the kind-hearted Hong Yun will become... a Level 90 Titled Douluo, the Pit Emperor!"

Elsewhere.

After Hong Yun exposed the opportunity represented by the cushion, the people who had not been fighting very hard instantly became energized!

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's personal disciples?!

One of the Six Sages ordained by Heaven?!

Holy crap.

Fight for the cushions!

With a thunderous boom!

Eastern Emperor Taiyi offered up the Eastern Emperor Bell. The overwhelming might surging from the bell instantly enveloped Jieyin and Zhunti.

Ancestor Minghe's blood energy surged like a raging sea. He erupted completely, filling the space ahead as he waited for an opportunity to seize the Purple Cushion.

The others were unwilling to fall behind either. Each displayed their divine abilities, refusing to yield even half a step.

Seeing this, Jieyin and Zhunti's faces turned as pale as paper.

Damn that Hong Yun! He had truly harmed them terribly!

"Everyone... why don't we calmly discuss this?"

Jieyin hurriedly spoke up to persuade them.

"This cushion is fated to be ours. There is truly no need for everyone to fight over it!"

Zhunti hurriedly echoed him.

"Get down here!"

"Get the hell down!"

"You shamelessly snatched that cushion! If you don't come down, we'll have to act!"

Everyone shouted angrily in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at the enraged crowd, their hearts filled with panic and unease.

Immediately afterward, they hurriedly offered up the Blessing Divine Pestle and Jieyin Treasure Banner, the two Innate Spiritual Treasures, to protect themselves.

With a thump!

Kunpeng suddenly charged forward and began grappling with the two men.

"Beat the hell out of those bastards!"

Dijun roared and joined the melee.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Ancestor Minghe, Eastern Prince Gong, and the other powerful figures of the Great Desolation all rushed forward to fight for it without hesitation.

Although no one dared to recklessly slaughter others in Purple Cloud Palace, no one forbade them from fighting over the Purple Cushion.

The scene instantly descended into utter chaos, like a pot of porridge.

Before long, all of Jieyin and Zhunti's treasures had been snatched away.

The two were in an utterly miserable state, covered in wounds.

Even so, they still clung tightly to the Purple Cushion, swearing they would never let go.

Hong Yun watched the farce from the side with a beaming smile.

With a hum!

At that moment, a vast Sage's pressure suddenly descended, enveloping the entire Purple Cloud Palace.

Immediately afterward, a dignified and majestic middle-aged man appeared in the seat of honor. It was Hongjun.

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"

"Greetings, Sage!"

When everyone saw Hongjun appear, they immediately stopped and bowed respectfully.

At this moment, Jieyin and Zhunti were still clinging tightly to the Purple Cushion.

Although they had been beaten black and blue, they finally breathed a sigh of relief when Hongjun arrived.

At least they had managed to keep the Purple Cushion.

Seeing this, Hong Yun already understood everything.

Hongjun's appearance this time was probably intentional. He meant to lend these two men from the Western Lands a hand.

After all, Jieyin and Zhunti were among the Six Sages ordained by Heaven.

How could Hongjun tolerate their cushions being snatched away?

However, Hong Yun did not feel much regret over it.

Just now, while everyone had been fighting, the system's notification had quietly sounded!

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on disrupting the situation of the Great Desolation for the first time!]

[Reward: Great Dao Cushion]

[Can be used to comprehend the laws of the Great Dao and increase cultivation speed by nearly a hundredfold!]

No way!

Wasn't the Great Dao Cushion far superior to the Purple Cushion?

With this treasure, Hong Yun naturally no longer cared for the Purple Cushion.

Seeing Hongjun appear, the others no longer dared to fight over it. They could only find cushions and sit down sulkily.

Only Kunpeng had nowhere to vent the fury filling his chest.

He glared fiercely at Jieyin and Zhunti, hating the two men from that moment on.

This grudge—he, Kunpeng, would definitely repay it!

"Everyone, from now on, listen to the Dao according to your current seats. They must not be changed."

"Today's lecture begins now..."

Hongjun's gaze swept across the crowd, and his voice echoed through Purple Cloud Palace like a great bell.

As Hongjun began his lecture, Hong Yun also sat upright on the Great Dao Cushion and immersed himself in comprehension.

Time flew.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand years passed.

During those three thousand years, everything Hongjun taught was the Great Luo Path.

Although the mighty figures in Purple Cloud Palace had all achieved the Great Luo realm, their understanding of the Great Luo Path was still far inferior to that of a Sage.

Under the Sage's explanations, everyone's understanding of the Great Luo Path grew increasingly thorough.

"So this is how profound the Great Luo Path is!"

Taishang Laojun seemed to have gained some insight and sighed with emotion.

"Although we entered the Great Luo realm long ago, we had previously been stuck in the middle stage. After hearing Dao Ancestor's lecture, I believe we will soon be able to enter the late stage of Great Luo!"

Yuanshi was also completely satisfied.

He had gained immensely from this lecture.

After returning to Kunlun Mountain and cultivating in seclusion for several centuries, reaching the late stage of Great Luo would be within reach. He might even have a chance to charge toward the peak.

"The Great Luo Path explained by Dao Ancestor has truly opened my eyes! In the past, I was walking far too narrow a path!"

Tongtian nodded in praise.

Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti, Dijun, Taiyi, Zhenyuanzi, and the others had all returned with abundant gains.

With a hum!

At that moment, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from Hong Yun in the corner.

Everyone's gazes turned toward him in unison.

Hiss!

"This fellow actually broke through!"

"Hong Yun actually improved his cultivation while listening to the Dao. Isn't his luck a little too good?"

"It's truly enviable!"

Everyone sensed Hong Yun's aura surge explosively. His cultivation realm had clearly risen.

Originally, he had only been in the early stage of Great Luo, but now he had entered the middle stage.

In Purple Cloud Palace, most of the mighty figures were only in the early stage of Great Luo.

Only Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, Dijun, and a few others had reached the middle stage of Great Luo.

It could be said that aside from Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the middle stage of Great Luo was already the highest level.

Even Zhunti and Jieyin had only been nearing a breakthrough and had yet to truly enter the middle stage.

Yet Hong Yun had reached it first.

Everyone was endlessly amazed.

Hongjun's gaze also fell upon Hong Yun, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

However, they did not know that during those three thousand years, Hong Yun had remained seated on the Great Dao Cushion and immersed himself in comprehension.

This cushion could increase cultivation speed a hundredfold and also allow one to comprehend the laws of the Great Dao.

With the support of the laws and a hundredfold speed, Hong Yun had effectively cultivated for three hundred thousand years.

If he still had not broken through, that would have been the strange thing.

After all, Hong Yun's foundation was not poor.

He had been transformed from the first cloud in the world, and this cloud had itself formed from the first breath Pangu exhaled when he created the heavens and earth.

In terms of origins, although he was inferior to the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witches, he was absolutely no weaker than Dijun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, and the others.

It was merely that he had been too carefree in the past and had never put his heart into cultivation.

The Hong Yun of today was no longer the same person as before. He naturally understood that only by becoming stronger could he establish a foothold in the Great Desolation.

"All right, today's lecture ends here!"

"The next lecture will be held ten thousand years from now!"

Hongjun spoke indifferently.

Immediately afterward, his figure vanished from Purple Cloud Palace.

At the same time, the palace gates opened wide, and everyone filed out.

"Daoist Friend Hong Yun, I never expected your progress to be so astonishingly fast!"

Zhenyuanzi approached Hong Yun, his face full of envy.

The two were close friends, and they both usually enjoyed living like carefree clouds and wild cranes.

They were not enthusiastic about the battles and slaughter of the Great Desolation.

Thus, they were not close to the Witch Clan, the Demon Clan, or even the Three Pure Ones.

"Daoist Friend Zhenyuanzi, I merely got lucky!"

Hong Yun waved his hand modestly.

While no one had been paying attention, he had already put away the Great Dao Cushion and replaced it with an ordinary cushion.

This Great Dao Cushion truly was a supreme treasure.

Just three thousand years of cultivation had benefited him immensely.

The system's rewards truly were extraordinary.

"Daoist Friend Hong Yun, would you care to visit Wuzhuang Temple for a while?"

Zhenyuanzi warmly invited him.

"Sure! It's been a long time since I last tasted your Ginseng Fruit!"

Hong Yun readily agreed.

He had visited Wuzhuang Temple several times before and tasted the Ginseng Fruit there. Its flavor had been unbelievably wonderful.

"Excellent!"

Zhenyuanzi laughed heartily.

The two then set off together, heading straight for Wuzhuang Temple.

But just as Hong Yun was leaving, a sinister gaze secretly locked onto them.

It was Kunpeng.

"Hong Yun, if you hadn't pretended to be kind and given up your seat, how could I have lost the Purple Cushion!"

"Now, not only am I fated to miss out on becoming a Saint's disciple, but you've even destroyed my chance of becoming a Saint!"

Kunpeng harbored a deep hatred for Hong Yun.

However, he was only in the early Daluo stage at this point. Although his speed was unrivaled throughout the Great Desolation, his combat prowess was inferior to Hong Yun's.

What was more, Hong Yun was already in the middle Daluo stage and was traveling with Zhenyuanzi.

Kunpeng then shifted his gaze elsewhere.

It was the Western Lands.

At that moment, Jieyin and Zhunti were heading toward the Western Lands.

"Senior Brother, after listening to the Dao for these three thousand years, I've gained tremendously. I estimate that I'll be able to break through to the middle Daluo stage not long after returning to Spirit Mountain!"

Zhunti spoke to Jieyin.

"Junior Brother, I'm the same! This journey to listen to the Dao was truly worthwhile!"

Jieyin was also filled with joy.

"Hahaha, that's not all. The two of us also managed to keep the Purple Cushion. Becoming Saints' disciples in the future is absolutely certain!"

"Since we'll become Saints' disciples, becoming Saints ourselves in the future may not be impossible!"

"Amitabha!"

The two were overjoyed, unaware that Kunpeng had already set his sights on them.