The Unspoken Rules of Sage Hongjun's Lectures at the Purple Cloud Palace

"Pfft."

After a while, Dijiang spat out a tortoise shell.

It was the Eastern Sea Innate Tortoise Shell that Turtle Taoist had mentioned.

"This thing really grates on the teeth."

"Brother Fuxi, I remember that you cultivate the Dao of Innate Divine Calculation."

"This Innate Tortoise Shell can enhance divination. You should take it and use it."

"This Ancestral Witch has no use for it."

Dijiang glanced at the Innate Tortoise Shell in his hand, then casually tossed it to Fuxi beside him with a face full of disinterest.

Fuxi's mouth twitched.

Seeing the reverent looks of the surrounding Primordial Powerhouses, he could only accept it helplessly.

"Then many thanks to Fellow Daoist Dijiang."

At this time, Xuanming and Houtu, the two women among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, had already gathered with Nüwa, whispering to comfort her.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Fuxi-Nüwa siblings had both been born from Buzhou Mountain, so they were naturally close.

Moreover, neither side had any conflict of interest with the other. Over time, they naturally grew closer, and their relationship flourished.

"Brother Fuxi, Sister Nüwa, we'll be taking our leave first!"

After chatting idly with the Fuxi-Nüwa siblings for a while, the Twelve Ancestral Witches plunged headfirst into the Chaos Qi.

Although the Ancestral Witches were born with Great Divine Abilities and wielded the power of Heavenly Dao Laws such as wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, their primordial spirits were inherently deficient and exceedingly weak. They could not even cultivate mana, much less refine and control spiritual treasures for protection.

Thus, they could only rely on the sheer strength of their physical bodies to cross the World Membrane and the Chaos Sea.

Naturally, their speed could not compare to Daluo Realm cultivators protected and enhanced by all manner of Innate Spiritual Treasures.

It was precisely for this reason that the Twelve Ancestral Witches had arrived a step later than the Fuxi-Nüwa siblings, who had also been born on Buzhou Mountain. They were even less capable of catching up to the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun, protected by the Heaven and Earth Exquisite Pagoda, and Kunpeng Ancestor, whose escape speed was unmatched.

Fortunately, they had been formed from Pangu Blood Essence and were born with incomparably tough bodies. Thus, the Chaos Qi, which even Grand Luo Golden Immortals had to treat with utmost caution, was merely somewhat fiercer waves to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

It was like an ordinary person crossing a great river.

As long as one had sufficient strength, one could travel through the Chaos Qi.

Besides, Sage Hongjun's Chaotic Purple Cloud Palace was not far beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens of the Primordial World. It was essentially situated along the outskirts beyond the Primordial World.

It could be said to have both advantages and disadvantages.

The bodies of the Ancestral Witches were Innate Divine Bodies, only slightly inferior to Pangu's True Body.

They could withstand the bombardment of Innate Spiritual Treasures without harm.

This was the foundation upon which the Twelve Ancestral Witches ran rampant through the Primordial Wilderness.

Furthermore, when the Twelve Ancestral Witches combined their bodies, they could summon Pangu's True Body to fight. This had become their greatest trump card and ultimate move.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches' wild method of crossing the Chaos Sea utterly stunned the Grand Yi Golden Immortals and other Primordial Powerhouses on the shore.

In the end, their horizons had been too narrow. They had never imagined that the Chaos Sea could be crossed this way.

"Sister Nüwa, let's go in too."

Fuxi put away the Innate Tortoise Shell and gave the bedraggled Primordial Powerhouses one final look.

He shook his head and sighed faintly in his heart, then joined his sister Nüwa in controlling the Precious Lotus Lamp as they fled into the Chaos Qi.

They were all fellow cultivators of the Primordial Wilderness. If they could unite and work together to develop and strengthen the Primordial World, making the whole world's pie bigger, why worry that everyone could not become dragons?

At that time, setting aside Sages walking everywhere, at the very least, having everyone become Daluo Immortals would be an easy matter.

Fuxi, who was proficient in the Dao of Innate Divine Calculation Laws, had once sensed a vague hint of this in his heart. Yet he did not know who this destined person was, nor when it would truly come to pass.

After all, a sensation was merely a sensation, especially when it was only a vague fragment of one possible future.

Within the long River of Time, anything was possible.

The key was that these possible future timelines were far too numerous and complicated.

There could be infinitely many future timelines, but only one of them would truly become reality.

Even Fuxi did not dare guarantee that the timeline he had calculated would certainly turn from illusion into reality, transform the false into truth, and ultimately manifest.

If not for this, why would he concern himself with these ignorant fellow cultivators of the Primordial Wilderness, who were caught in the calamity without realizing it?

True wisdom was appearing foolish while being wise, not flaunting one's cleverness.

The many Primordial Powerhouses at the edge of Beyond the Heavens watched helplessly as the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Fuxi-Nüwa siblings entered the Chaos Qi. Unable to do anything, they could not help but feel dejected and sigh in their hearts.

If they had not used their power to oppress and force the Fuxi-Nüwa siblings earlier, perhaps they might have had a sliver of a chance to hitch a ride.

Now, even that faint fantasy had been completely shattered.

Thinking of this, the Primordial Powerhouses on the shore could not help revealing bitter expressions.

They could only stare longingly at the boundless Chaos Sea.

At the same time, they hoped that a few more Daluo Immortals possessing Innate Spiritual Treasures would emerge from the World Membrane and kindly carry them along.

Unfortunately, they waited for a thousand years without a single Daluo Immortal willing to give them a ride.

Perhaps at first, those Grand Luo Golden Immortals did not quite understand why Sage Hongjun had chosen to lecture within the Chaos Qi.

But among those who could cultivate to the Grand Luo Golden Immortal Realm, who could possibly be foolish?

When they saw that large group of Grand Yi Golden Immortals and Golden Immortal Realm cultivators lingering at the edge of Beyond the Heavens, too afraid to advance, how could they fail to understand the hidden rules behind listening to Sage Hongjun's teachings?

When Sage Hongjun said that all those with affinity could come and listen, he naturally meant beings capable of crossing the Chaos Sea through their own fortune, destiny, cultivation, and Dao attainment.

As for these Primordial Powerhouses lingering at the edge of Beyond the Heavens, unable to enter the Chaos Sea, they naturally belonged to those without affinity.

If they were people without affinity and with shallow fortune, how could they go to the Chaotic Purple Cloud Palace to hear a Sage teach the Dao?

Primordial Beings who could not cross the Chaos Sea through their own strength to reach the Purple Cloud Palace were unworthy of hearing a Sage's lectures.

The world was simply this realistic.

Otherwise, why did Hongjun not expound the Dao at Jade Capital Mountain, his birthplace, to explain it to all living beings and save the lost masses?

In the end, Hongjun was simply afraid of taking responsibility.

He feared that his actions would disrupt the calamity arranged by the Heavenly Dao.

He could not bear such immense karma.

Previously, when he had fought Demon Ancestor Rahu in the west over the opportunity to become a Sage, he had already incurred the massive debt of destroying the western spiritual veins.

If he did it again, he might even lose his current Sage position, let alone dream of merging with the Heavenly Dao and becoming a promoted entrepreneurial partner.

Due to their origins and foundations, the Twelve Ancestral Witches innately controlled part of the Primordial Heavenly Dao Laws. To the Heavenly Dao, which controlled everything, this was like having twelve uninvited guests living in its home, taking whatever they pleased.

Although the Heavenly Dao had no human consciousness, it possessed the instinct to seek benefit and avoid harm. It wished to repair its own Dao Law authority, perfect itself, and advance to the supreme Great Dao.

The Witch and Demon Cataclysm was conceived by the Heavenly Dao under such circumstances, then personally advanced by its underlings and senior partner, Sage Hongjun, in order to further erase Pangu's remaining influence within the Primordial World and gain autonomous authority.

Conversely, the Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests were precisely the people destined to undergo the calamity. Hongjun's actions would not only avoid bringing more debt upon himself, but would also allow him to take the opportunity to offset part of the Heavenly Dao karma he had previously incurred.

Thus, the Heavenly Dao and Sage Hongjun immediately saw eye to eye and jointly planned this Sage lecture, selecting those with Great Destiny, great fortune, and deep foundations so they could be precisely eliminated in the future great calamity.

Have to say, every step in the Primordial Wilderness was a calculation.

Those slightly lacking in strength, merit, opportunities, destiny, foundations, or origins might not even know how they died by the time death came.

Just like that East Sea Divine Turtle earlier. It had actually dared to morally blackmail the Fuxi-Nüwa siblings. It truly had grown tired of living.

It had even dared to form karma with the future Sage of the Primordial Wilderness, Nüwa, the Humanity Saint Mother. It did not need to wait until later; it immediately vanished into ashes.

For this very reason, how could the Daluo Immortals of the Primordial Wilderness dare violate Sage Hongjun's unspoken rules? They could only pretend not to see those pleading gazes.

One after another, they fled into the Chaos Qi, leaving the Primordial Powerhouses on the shore far behind.

"Sister Nüwa, it seems that among the people with affinity Sage Hongjun spoke of, strength is the only thing that matters."

"This Chaos Sea lying between the Purple Cloud Palace and the Primordial World is the first trial."

Before entering the Purple Cloud Palace, Fuxi turned around one final time to look back at the Primordial crowd on the shore of Beyond the Heavens, then sighed to Nüwa beside him.

"Brother, why bother with those vermin? Let's hurry inside. If we're late, there won't be any seats left!"

Nüwa did not care in the slightest. Instead, she urged her brother Fuxi to enter the Purple Cloud Palace and claim a good spot for the lecture.

A group of dust motes destined to enter Reincarnation and return to the world's original source—Nüwa had no interest in paying them any attention.

Sister Nüwa was good in every way, except for one flaw.

She was too aloof.

Other than him, she was almost indifferent to everyone else.

This would be greatly detrimental to her future Dao Path.

After all, even a Sage needed support from fellow cultivators.

Fuxi shook his head. There was no use thinking further. Taking hold of Nüwa's arm, he flashed into the Purple Cloud Palace.