Taiyuan Discusses the Primordial World

Hongjun: "Since I have attended your banquet today and drunk your wine, the gift for attending this feast cannot be absent. If you have any needs, feel free to state them."

Hongjun said magnanimously, though he indeed possessed the capability to be so.

Donghua: "For Teacher to attend my banquet is Donghua's honor. How could I possibly accept a gift? Teacher, you humble this disciple too much."

Donghua kept his posture very low. Before this great figure, neither in his original form nor in his previous life, did he have the right to be arrogant.

Hongjun nodded almost imperceptibly, then waved his sleeve. Donghua immediately felt a lightness in his body.

The wound on his Primordial Spirit, previously inflicted by Taiyi's Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, vanished without a trace.

Donghua bowed again: "Many thanks to Teacher for your compassion."

"Mm, this is a small matter. Consider this small gift as a token for attending the banquet. As for the favor of drinking your wine, I shall give you another Spiritual Treasure."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a flash of yellow light streaked across. A seal-like Spiritual Treasure suddenly appeared in Donghua's hand.

Donghua was about to thank his Teacher when he looked up and found Hongjun had already departed.

Donghua: "This disciple respectfully sends off Teacher."

Everyone also bowed: "Respectfully send off the Dao Ancestor."

After the salutations, Donghua sat back on the Emperor's Seat, his mind unable to calm for a long time.

His toast today was merely a standard congratulatory remark, commonly known as a leader raising a glass.

He had only slightly elevated the height of the first cup of wine, and unexpectedly, the Dao Ancestor had sensed it and truly descended.

It wasn't just Donghua; no one present could remain calm. A seemingly ordinary wine reception had suddenly become extraordinary due to the Dao Ancestor's arrival.

Donghua collected his thoughts and said, "Alright, all you ministers, please be seated."

"The Dao Ancestor's presence at today's banquet is also an acknowledgment of our Purple Mansion. We should feel honored. Why are you all still silent?"

Only then did everyone recover their senses and take their seats one after another.

Taiyuan Immortal Lord's face showed excitement, and he directly said, "Today, the Imperial Sovereign hosts this banquet, and the Dao Ancestor personally attends. The Imperial Sovereign is indeed worthy of being the Head of Male Immortals personally appointed by Teacher. We congratulate the Imperial Sovereign and celebrate you."

"We congratulate the Imperial Sovereign and celebrate you."

Hearing this, Donghua was also very pleased. The Dao Ancestor's arrival today not only brought him benefits but also immeasurably increased his reputation and prestige.

With these, as long as he didn't seek to dominate, he would naturally be safer.

Donghua raised his wine goblet: "Let us celebrate our Purple Mansion, and toast to the Purple Mansion."

Everyone raised their goblets: "Let us celebrate our Purple Mansion, and toast to the Purple Mansion."

This time, the wine was smoothly consumed.

The Dao Ancestor's arrival undoubtedly pushed the banquet to a climax.

Donghua raised the third cup of wine.

"Today, we are able to feast here, and we should thank Shao Siming for her preparations. Let this third cup of wine be a toast to Shao Siming."

After Donghua finished speaking, he channeled his Magical Power, and a space appeared out of thin air to his left, below his Emperor's Seat.

Seeing this, Shao Siming also gracefully took her seat.

She raised her wine cup and drank with everyone.

Donghua put down his wine goblet: "Today, while we drink, no one is allowed to use their cultivation. Let us drink to our heart's content."

The end of the three toasts also marked the end of the opening remarks by Donghua, who was in the position of leader.

The guests in the hall then began to drink with each other, building connections.

Today, everyone here was a leader within the Purple Mansion, and it was indeed a good day to strengthen relationships. Many high-ranking figures who were almost impossible to reach under normal circumstances were present, all hoping to forge some connections.

After all, the Primordial World also operated on relationships and social etiquette.

Before long, the group dance prepared by Shao Siming entered the hall.

The Fairy Maidens danced gracefully, their movements beautiful.

Lifting their wrists, their robes felt heavy; turning their waists, their postures were elegant. Silken robes swayed with the wind, light sashes moved freely.

The grand banquet in the late autumn twilight, their flowing sleeves brushed against clouds and rain. They fluttered like emerald orchid branches, resembling a soaring dragon.

The beautiful dance pushed the banquet to another climax.

Taiyuan Immortal Lord raised his wine cup and began drinking with Donghua. The two talked about everything under the sun, discussing the Great Dao, and reminiscing about their days studying together in the Purple Firmament Palace.

"The Imperial Sovereign's preaching of the Dao this time will surely bring explosive development to our Purple Mansion faction. This cup is for the Imperial Sovereign."

The two drank with various excuses, all filled with hidden intentions.

"Looking at the current Primordial World, the Imperial Sovereign is undoubtedly first-class. The Three Pure Ones only wish to attain Sainthood. Even if they achieve sainthood in the future, they still wouldn't be the rulers of Heaven and Earth."

"Zhen Yuanzi, this person possesses the demeanor of an elder. Despite being a Heavenly Immortal, he independently created the path of the Earth Immortal. Although it is currently incomplete, one can still cultivate to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal level. He is deeply revered by the spirits of mountains and rivers, who call him the Ancestor of Earth Immortals. Although he has thousands of disciples, he does not establish a faction. He is also not a threat."

"Minghe, the Lord of the Sea of Blood, exclusively cultivates the path of slaughter. His cultivation is profound. Although he can be a ruler of a region, his Great Dao dictates that he cannot become the ruler of Heaven and Earth."

"The two from the West, Jieyin and Zhunti, indeed possess great perseverance and divine abilities. However, the West has been devastated by the Immortal-Demon War and lacks the potential to become the ruler of Heaven and Earth. Furthermore, Teacher has already spoken, saying that these two have the potential to attain Sainthood."

"Azure Emperor Fuxi, Fuxi possesses the demeanor of a Heavenly Emperor. However, he is now mired in the quagmire of the Yao Race and cannot easily extricate himself. After all, the Destiny and Fortune of the Heavenly Court are not so easily enjoyed."

"The Twelve Demon Gods are arrogant and conceited, looking down on many Great Powers. Even among themselves, they have deep-seated conflicts. Although they are united under the pressure of the Yao Race for now, something will happen sooner or later. They are not to be worried about."

"As for the current Heavenly Court, it's like adding fuel to a blazing fire, merely a facade of glory. The former Empress Nuwa now only meditates on the Saintly Path, seeking to slay the corpse and prove the Hunyuan to attain Sainthood.

And as Di Jun's methods for dealing with the Myriad Races of the Primordial World become increasingly overbearing, often leading to the extermination of entire races, Xi Emperor Fuxi and Di Jun have grown estranged, their paths diverging.

Although Demon Master Kunpeng is loyal to the Demon Race Heavenly Court, he is not favored by Taiyi."

"From this, it can be seen that the Heavenly Court and the Twelve Demon Gods are merely paving the way for the King. In the end, they will suffer the same fate as the Three Clans."

At this point, Grand Origin Immortal Lord Taiyuan paused, looking at Donghua with fervent eyes.

"Only the Imperial Sovereign, only the Imperial Sovereign can become the master of this Heaven and Earth. Whether it is in cultivation, prestige, or principle, they are the undisputed candidate for Heavenly Emperor."

Donghua stared at Grand Origin Immortal Lord Taiyuan in astonishment. It was the first time he had truly witnessed the great wisdom of the people in the Primordial World.

If he hadn't had memories of his previous life, he would never have been able to see the great trend of the Primordial World so clearly.

Taiyuan's words not only shocked Donghua but also everyone else in the hall.

They knew that Taiyuan had been constantly persuading the Imperial Sovereign to contend for supremacy in the Primordial World, and they had always treated it as a joke.

How could the current Heavenly Court and the Twelve Demon Gods, who were so powerful, be compared to Purple Mansion? Neither in terms of high-end combat power nor low-end combat power could they compare to the former two.

But after hearing Taiyuan's words, their calm hearts were deeply moved, especially those who had their clans destroyed and fled here.

Their hearts began to burn with passion. Didn't they want revenge? They thought of revenge day and night, but the power of their enemies made them not even dare to harbor such thoughts.

Now that there was hope, how could they not want revenge?

Donghua looked at the moved crowd and understood how the original East King Gong was destroyed by the Heavenly Court.

It was a sensitive period for the Demon Race Heavenly Court and the Twelve Demon Gods, yet you, East King Gong, stepped forward.

There was no need to say more. It was a warning to the chickens to scare the monkeys, perfectly deterring all forces in the Primordial World.

And East King Gong, with his strength and status, was the perfect choice for this 'chicken'.

Taiyuan's analysis was very accurate, but it overlooked the high-end combat power of Purple Mansion. Currently, Purple Mansion only had Donghua as a Quasi-Saint, while the Demon Race Heavenly Court had five. And as the Heavenly Court developed and grew stronger, more people would break through to Quasi-Saint.

The Twelve Demon Gods of the Demon God Clan were all Quasi-Saints. Donghua was confident that he could defeat one or two of them in a one-on-one fight, but he definitely couldn't defeat all twelve.

Therefore, the analysis was correct, but it was impossible to achieve.