Rebirth of Eastern Emperor Donghua

Time: After the third lecture of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, before he merged with the Dao.

Location: The Primordial World, above the East Sea.

At this moment, the Sun Star and the Moon Star were alternating.

The cold and faint light of the Moon Star gradually dissipated, while the vast and majestic light of the Sun Star spilled over the East Sea.

The Rising Sun leaped from the eastern horizon, instantly lifting off the water with flecks of golden ripples.

The ripples of the East Sea stretched toward the distant horizon, where the clouds, scorched by the sun, solidified into lava that seemed neither extinguished nor fully ignited.

Truly, one could say: The sea sun rises with the clouds, the azure sea ripples, and the mist and rosy clouds fill the eyes like a vast ocean.

A purple figure stood tall upon the green waves of the East Sea, gazing at the beautiful scenery before him for a long time.

So it turns out that what people say—one day in heaven is one year on earth—is real, and it describes the current Primordial World Continent.

When the Moon and Sun alternate once, it is one day on the Primordial Land, but this day lasts for the duration of a "year."

The ancients did not deceive me.

The purple figure strolled across the green waves of the East Sea; though it was called a stroll, each step spanned an unknown number of miles.

Islands began to appear on the sea surface. The man rose into the air, crossing the thousands of islands surrounded by seawater, and arrived at the central location.

He saw three islands arranged in the formation of the Three Talents—Heaven, Earth, and Man—circling one another.

The formation of the Three Talents gathered the spiritual qi between heaven and earth, even attracting the violent Chaos Qi from beyond the heavens, which was then rapidly converted into Innate Spiritual Qi.

Spiritual qi radiated from the three islands to the surroundings, endless and vast, connecting the sky and the sea.

To call them three islands is less accurate than calling them three worlds, with the surrounding archipelagoes encircling the three islands like stars surrounding the moon.

Divine dragons occasionally leaped from the sea, splashing waves as they inhaled and exhaled the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, while immortals faced the morning sun, absorbing the purple clouds.

Green mountains and cloud seas, the land of three immortals, Mist-shrouded pavilions, the leisure of transcendent immortals.

White robes galloping, distant immortal aura, Soaring through the void, riding the immortal clouds.

"Truly a fairyland on earth," the figure sighed, yet he could not help but shake his head.

It was as if he were sighing at his own absurdity.

He took a step forward, the Dao laws rippling around his body, and in an instant, he arrived at the center of the three islands, landing on a Suspended Peak.

He saw a square-shaped continent situated in the midst of them, with high edges and a low center.

In the low center lay an expanse of rippling azure water; indeed, its name was the Azure Sea.

Palaces stood in rows above the Azure Sea, mountains held up jade mirrors, waves rippled with golden clouds, and ancient vines ten thousand feet long hung over the sun and moon.

This island was known as Fangzhu Island, also the Purple Mansion Continent of the Three Islands and Ten Continents.

The three islands were named Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou.

The ten continents were arranged among the three islands; the three islands and ten continents stood like a tripod in the midst of the chaos.

Purple Mansion Continent sat between the three islands as the center of the Three Islands and Ten Continents; it was the birthplace of the Primordial Mighty Figure, East King Gong, and also his Daoist temple.

The purple figure standing on the Suspended Peak was none other than East King Gong.

His face was like jade, his brows like swords, his white hair like a flowing spring, and his eyes captured the brilliance of the stars. Clad in a purple Daoist robe and bathed in the light of the Sun Star, the Dao rhymes flowed around him, his grace and bearing unmatched.

East King Gong looked at the azure sea and blue sky from the Suspended Peak, feeling the peaceful cultivation environment of the three islands, and could not help but lament:

"What a beautiful world. It is a pity that the master of this place will soon no longer be me. I wonder how much longer this beautiful fairyland can remain at peace."

East King Gong, or one could say, Wang Xuanfu.

He was not the original East King Gong.

Wang Xuanfu had been an ordinary grassroots civil servant on Blue Star, his life unremarkable, his only highlight being the moment he passed the civil service exam.

Yet, he died during a trip, transmigrated here, and became the severely wounded East King Gong.

East King Gong: Dates of birth and death unknown, likely during the ancient Dragon-Han Period.
Alias: Donghua, Tai Wei.
Also known as: Eastern Emperor Donghua, Wood Duke, Sun Yuan Yang Father, Green Boy Lord, Great Emperor Fusang, Eastern Emperor Gong.
Origin: An Innate Deity gestated by the Innate Pure Yang Qi of the Primordial World, representing the ultimate Yang of the Primordial World.
Identity: Head of Male Immortals, Lord of the Purple Mansion.
Dao Companion: Perhaps, possibly, maybe West Queen Mother.
End: Beheaded by Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the Heavenly Court above the East Sea.

Thinking of this, a sense of powerlessness washed over his heart.

If one said his fate was bad, he had passed the exam on his first try and became a glorious civil servant.

If one said his fate was good, he had died before he could enjoy it for long.

If one were to say his fate was poor, he had transmigrated into East King Gong, instantly becoming a Primordial Mighty Figure.

If one were to say his fate was good, he was on the verge of having his body destroyed and his Dao dissipated.

To be honest, Wang Xuanfu felt he was a person who feared death greatly; having experienced death once, he absolutely did not want to die again.

Yet, thinking of that man named Taiyi in his memories, he felt not the slightest bit of confidence.

Even someone as powerful as his predecessor had been slaughtered in the end, let alone himself, a mediocre person who currently couldn't even unleash one-tenth of his predecessor's strength.

One could call the original East King Gong foolish or stupid, but one could absolutely never call him weak.

How could someone appointed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun as the Head of Male Immortals be simple, or for that matter, weak?

Wang Xuanfu's mind was filled with myriad thoughts; he considered many ways to resolve the impending disaster of his death, yet he could never find a truly feasible or effective solution.

"Sigh, when it comes down to it, it is still a matter of strength."

In a palace above the Azure Sea, two figures flew over, and in an instant, a man and a woman landed on the Suspended Peak where Donghua resided.

"Greetings, Emperor Lord." The two bowed in salute.

Seeing this, Donghua returned a slight bow, though the gesture was minimal, appearing more like a symbolic formality.

These two were his subordinates, the Great Commander of Fate and Shao Siming, who managed the Thirty-Five Divisions of the Purple Mansion, with the Great Commander of Fate as the leader and Shao Siming as his assistant.

They were also the two people Donghua was most familiar with at present.

The Thirty-Five Divisions were the administrative organs of the Purple Mansion, governing the Ten Continents and Three Islands, with the leader of each division titled Commander of Fate.

He still remembered that when Donghua first met them, he had felt a great sense of regret.

Because the Great Commander of Fate was not a mature woman, but a taciturn man.

And Shao Siming was not a young girl in purple robes and high-thigh stockings.

Instead, she was a young girl in an elegant emerald-green dress, with a delicate face that appeared extremely refined and pure.

"Emperor Lord, you were treading on clouds to view the scenery today, welcoming the purple mist to contemplate the Great Dao; it seems your injuries have healed," Shao Siming asked.

In the days since Donghua had transmigrated, the crisis of death had constantly haunted his heart, so he had never stepped outside the Three Islands.

It was only today, with his mind in turmoil and unable to find a clear path, that he had simply left the Purple Mansion Continent and come to the vast East Sea to watch a Primordial version of the Rising Sun.

And speaking of his injuries, one had to mention Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Back then, after listening to Hongjun's third lecture on the Immortal Dao, East King Gong had returned to the East Sea, preparing to enter seclusion to continue perfecting his Purple Mansion Pure Yang Immortal Dao.

On the way, he discovered a place shrouded in clouds and mist on the East Sea.

East King Gong broke through the Innate Array surrounding the clouds and mist.

As the mist dispersed, a small world appeared, known as "Tanggu Valley."

East King Gong arrived above Tanggu Valley and discovered the Innate Spiritual Root, the Fusang Tree.

There were two Fusang Trees, Yin and Yang, growing from the same root, back-to-back, leaning on each other.

East King Gong was overjoyed to see this; he was an Innate Deity gestated by the Innate Pure Yang Qi of the Great Dao, and the Fusang Tree belonged to the Yang element.

If there was any spiritual root in heaven and earth most suitable for him, it was undoubtedly the Fusang Tree before him; with this spiritual root, his own Hun Yuan realm would be within reach.

Thus, he exerted his great power, intending to transplant the Fusang Tree to his Purple Mansion Azure Sea.

Just as he was about to act, a cry came from beyond the heavens, and a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back descended upon Tanggu Valley.

He wore a golden Daoist robe, embroidered with a Golden Crow pattern.

He was the Innate Deity born from the Sun Star carrying fire to transform into Yang, the Demon Race's Eastern Emperor, Taiyi.

ps: To distinguish them, the predecessor is called East King Gong, and now he is called Donghua or Tai Wei. New book released, seeking support.