Hongjun looked at the bewildered crowd and said softly, "Since Heaven and Earth first came into being, I transformed from a single breath of primordial qi, founded the Immortal Dao, attained Hun Yuan, and became a Saint. Countless eras have passed since then."
"Now, I sense that the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Wilderness is incomplete, and its myriad beings are in disorder. I shall use my own three thousand perfected Dao to forge the Jade Plate of Creation, and merge with the Dao to make up for the Heavenly Dao's shortcomings."
"From this day onward, the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Dao derives forty-nine, and one escapes. Those who have not attained Hun Yuan and become Saints are all within those forty-nine."
"Do you have any further questions?"
Everyone remained immersed in Hongjun's words, unable to speak for a long while.
"Master is boundlessly compassionate and worthy of the title Dao Ancestor. Donghua would never obstruct your path. Please accept three bows from your disciple."
Hongjun sighed. "You are the Head of Male Immortals, whom I personally appointed. From now on, you must consider the development of the Immortal Dao."
"When I once traveled through the Primordial Wilderness, I came across a top-grade spiritual root, the Ren Water Flat Peach. Unfortunately, it failed to take human form, and its true spirit dissipated. In the end, its main body split into three. I brought it back and planted it in the Purple Sky Palace. Now I give this spiritual root to you. I hope you will live up to my expectations and fulfill your role as the Head of Male Immortals."
As Hongjun finished speaking, he summoned a small world out of thin air. Within it lay an entire peach orchard.
Donghua was both grateful and sorrowful. He had