Head of Male Immortals and Female Immortals

Suddenly, pairs of eyes all focused on her.

"Isn't that Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches?"

"You know her?"

"Of course. The Witch Clan is too stupid to comprehend. It's normal. Can't blame the Dao Ancestor!"

Hearing this, Houtu almost exploded with anger.

Although their Witch Clan was somewhat lacking in comprehension compared to ordinary beings, it didn't warrant being called stupid.

Di Jun frowned, also filled with questions.

As the greatest enemy of the Demon Race he was about to form, he naturally wanted to understand the Witch Clan better.

The next moment, Li Mo's inner thoughts provided him with an answer.

[The Witch Clan has no Primordial Spirit. Hong Jun's sermons are naturally useless to you. Hurry back and go to sleep. Do you want me to make some space for you? We can take a nap together?]

Li Mo muttered inwardly, glancing at Houtu. The magnificent view of her chest was enough to take him down in one go.

Hong Jun nodded and spoke directly, "The Twelve Ancestral Witches were formed from Pangu's residual vital blood. They have no Primordial Spirit, so naturally, they cannot understand what I am saying or grasp its profound mysteries."

As soon as he said this!

Houtu roared in anger, "We, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, were formed from Father God's vital essence and blood, and are Pangu's Orthodox Lineage! Why does the Dao Ancestor insult us so? If that's the case, I will never set foot in Zixiao Palace again!"

With that, Houtu flicked her sleeve and disappeared.

[Such a temper. Hong Jun just said you were formed from residual blood, and you ran off. But you really can't cultivate a Primordial Spirit.]

Di Jun now trusted Li Mo's words almost completely.

Hong Jun's words were almost identical to Li Mo's.

Houtu's departure was merely a small interlude.

Afterward, Hong Jun announced another major event.

"Before this sermon ends, I have one more matter," Hong Jun said.

"Please speak, Dao Ancestor."

"Do not hesitate to speak!"

[Why the suspense! Is he going to talk about the male and female immortal leaders?]

Di Jun was overjoyed. The leaders of the male and female immortals?

Then I, Di Jun, must contend for the position of Male Immortal Leader!

This way, in the future, I will have greater influence when rallying the various innate divine beings!

This was Di Jun's thought.

"I wish to select the leaders of the male and female immortals from among you. Who do you think is more suitable?"

As soon as he said this, the entire place erupted in an uproar.

"What? They're going to select immortal leaders?"

"This happiness came too suddenly. I'd be perfect!"

"You? Nonsense, I'm much more suitable."

[Hey, hey, hey! Aren't you being too hypocritical? Was your head kicked by a donkey? You already decided on the immortal leaders, didn't you? The Male Immortal Leader is Dong Wang Gong, and the Female Immortal Leader is Xi Wang Mu.]

Hearing this, Di Jun, who had just taken a sip of water, spat it out when he heard these words. Tai Yi, who was beside him, was directly sprayed in the face.

Li Mo actually spoke about Hong Jun like that!

This was the most powerful being in the entire Great Desolation.

However, what qualifications did Dong Wang Gong have to be the Male Immortal Leader? I, Di Jun, would be the first to object!

"Dao Ancestor, you must already have candidates in mind, right? Why not state them directly?"

Taiqing Laozi, who usually remained silent among the Three Pure Ones, spoke.

Hong Jun nodded and said, "There are candidates. These two must be born from Yin Yang, and their Yin Yang must be in harmony. Only with this attribute can the Great Desolation be stabilized."

Di Jun was surprised and looked back at Li Mo. Was he wrong?

This wasn't referring to me?

As a three-legged Golden Crow, born on the Sun Star and possessing the Solar True Fire, I am the epitome of Yang and extreme masculinity.

Di Jun stood up, cupped his hands, and recommended himself.

"Dao Ancestor, I, Di Jun, wish to become the Male Immortal Leader, to maintain the order of the Great Desolation, promote its prosperity, and ensure its flourishing for ten thousand generations. However, I wonder who the Dao Ancestor has chosen as the Female Immortal Leader?"

[Brother Jun, why are you jumping out? I know you want to dominate the Great Desolation and become its co-lord, but this isn't about you!]

Di Jun's body trembled. It wasn't about him?

Impossible!

He stubbornly thought, and waited to hear what Hong Jun would say.

"Di Jun, while you do represent 'yang,' the Solar True Fire and the three-legged Golden Crow are too scorching and violent. They aren't the most suitable choices," Hong Jun said with a smile.

"What?" Di Jun staggered back three steps, glancing back at Li Mo.

He was right!

So close to my identity, and it wasn't me?

"Dao Ancestor, may I ask who these two are?" Di Jun asked.

"Donghua Daoist, who transformed from the first wisp of innate yang energy, and Yaochi Golden Mother, who transformed from the first wisp of innate yin energy. Both their yang and yin energies are perfectly balanced, making them the most suitable candidates."

As soon as he spoke.

From amidst the crowd, a man and a woman stepped forward, bowing thankfully.

"Many thanks, Dao Ancestor!"

"From this day forth, I officially appoint Donghua Daoist as the head of the male Immortals in the Great Desolation, bestowing upon him the title of Dong Wang Gong and the supreme-grade innate Spiritual Treasure, the God Slaying Sword."

"I officially appoint Yaochi Golden Mother as the head of the female Immortals in the Great Desolation, bestowing upon her the title of Xi Wang Mu and the supreme-grade innate Spiritual Treasure, the Plain Colored Brocade Cloud Banner."

"You two shall jointly manage the Immortals of the Great Desolation. Do not fail."

With that, two streams of light shot towards them.

They were, in fact, the two supreme-grade innate Spiritual Treasures!

For a moment, Dong Wang Gong and Xi Wang Mu were overcome with emotion.

Di Jun felt a buzzing in his head, taking a step back, nearly falling.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, be careful!"

Xihe, behind him, rushed forward to steady him.

Di Jun's anger surged. He flung Xihe's hand away, his mind filled with confusion. "The one to lead the Immortals of the Great Desolation should be me. Why is it them?"

Seeing his dazed state, Li Mo couldn't help but shake his head.

Brother Jun, don't rush! That guy Dong Wang Gong will eventually die by your hand.

I don't know the exact day, but it certainly won't be today. If you were to kill him right after his appointment, wouldn't that be slapping the Dao Ancestor in the face?

Besides, Donghua Daoist wields the acquired treasure of merit, the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler, which can even clash head-on with the Chaos Bell. Now he also has the supreme-grade innate Spiritual Treasure, the God Slaying Sword. If Yaochi Golden Mother helps him, defeating them won't be easy.

Right! He'll die by my hand eventually. No need to rush.

Di Jun's state of mind quickly stabilized.

This sermon session had officially concluded.

Not long after, everyone began to depart.

However, Donghua Daoist intended to strike while the iron was hot and recruit some of the listeners.

Soon, several Daoists were persuaded by him.

Those who were proud and arrogant didn't even give them a chance to speak, flicking their sleeves and leaving the Purple Heaven Palace, utterly disgusted by his demeanor.

"Brother, what should we do?" Tai Yi asked from the side.

"Let's go back to the Sun God Palace first."

As he spoke!

Tai Yi summoned the Chaos Bell, enveloping the four of them, and headed towards the Great Desolation.

However, the next moment.

Two figures looked back at the departing Di Jun and Tai Yi with deep affection.

"Dong Wang Gong and Xi Wang Mu! One yin, one yang, perfectly balanced. Our Moon Star maiden and the Sun Star master are also a match made in heaven! Sister, shouldn't we chase after them?" Changxi said with a playful smile.