Hongjun Daozu distributed treasures at Treasure Distribution Cliff, and everyone gained something.
Though they were jealous of the Sage disciples' bountiful harvest, none of them dared voice any complaints.
After all, Treasure Distribution Cliff belonged to Hongjun Daozu. What was wrong with giving a little more to his own disciples?
Thus, after dividing up the treasures, they exchanged a few pleasantries before turning into streaks of escaping light and returning to the Primordial Wilderness.
Only the Three Pure Ones suddenly paused just as they were about to depart for Kunlun Mountain, as though carefully listening to something.
A moment later, they turned around and flew back toward the Chaotic Purple Cloud Palace.
Hongjun Daozu had summoned them, intending to lecture the Three Pure Ones for another thousand years and settle the karmic ties.
Thus it was said: Three lectures at Purple Cloud Palace, and more than ten thousand years passed in leisure.
Hongjun Daozu's private tutoring for the Three Pure Ones happened to make up the final part of the lectures.
The other Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests had already returned to the Primordial Wilderness. How could they have known of this?
Even if Nüwa and the others learned of it afterward, what could they do?
How would they dare accuse their teacher of favoritism?
The Heavenly Dao was inherently unfair, existing only to cycle endlessly.
The Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests had long been restrained for ten thousand years. Now that Hongjun was about to merge himself with the Dao and would no longer be constrained, they ran off with delight.
After listening to the Dao Ancestor's lectures in the chaos and achieving fame and success, they naturally wanted to return to the Primordial Wilderness in glory, make a grand display, and flaunt their holiness before others.
Who would