Male and Female Immortal Leaders, Di Jun Establishes the Demons

Hongjun's gaze fell upon Styx.

It made Styx quite uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Hongjun only looked a few times before withdrawing his gaze.

From the high platform, Hongjun continued speaking.

"This Daoist observes the Primordial Wilderness of today—conflict rises on all sides, chaos erupts frequently. For this reason, This Daoist wishes to establish a Leader of Male Immortals and a Leader of Female Immortals, to manage the male and female immortals of the world on This Daoist's behalf."

Hongjun's tone was flat, but it stirred a thousand waves among the Three Thousand Great Powers below the platform.

Styx paid it no mind.

He had long known this was coming.

In the original legend, Hongjun appointed the leaders of male and female immortals as the Eastern Duke and the Western Queen Mother.

The Western Queen Mother was manageable enough—after all, there were few virtuous female immortals in the Primordial Wilderness, and most were reasonable, so her task was not overly difficult.

But the Eastern Duke was a different story.

After being chosen as the Leader of Male Immortals, the Eastern Duke regarded himself as the foremost beneath Hongjun.

He even established a vast Immortal Court, becoming the third major force in the Primordial Wilderness after the Witch and Demon Clans.

But every advantage had its drawback.

The Eastern Duke's strength was indeed decent, but not enough to overwhelm others.

Not to mention those on the futons—even those below them, like Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Fuxi, were beyond his match.

Moreover, the rapid expansion of the Immortal Court stirred discontent among the Witch and Demon Clans.

The Witch Clan was relatively fine.

After all, the Immortal Court was based on Penglai Island overseas, keeping to itself and not interfering with the Witch Clan's domain on the Primordial Wilderness continent.

The Witch Clan also looked down on the cultivators the Immortal Court absorbed.

But the Demon Clan was different.

The Demon Race was a concept newly formed by integrating all the myriad races of the Primordial Wilderness.

Di Jun, the ruler of the Demon Race, understood clearly that their strength was inferior to the Witch Clan's.

Thus, they had to continuously absorb fresh blood into their ranks.

And the Immortal Court's rapid expansion made the Demon Clan feel the threat!

If all the fresh blood was siphoned off by the Immortal Court, what would become of the Demon Clan?

So, in the end, the Demon Clan chose to strike against the Immortal Court.

The Eastern Duke ultimately met a miserable death on Penglai Island.

In Styx's view, he was a pitiful figure.

Just as Styx's thoughts returned, he heard Di Jun's voice ring out.

"Disciple reports to the Saint! I, Di Jun, and my brother Eastern Emperor Taiyi, born of the Sun Star's will, intend to unite all the myriad races of the Primordial Wilderness into one clan. May I volunteer myself as the Leader of Male Immortals?"

Hongjun pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"The matter of establishing the Demon Race—This Daoist permits it."

Di Jun's heart skipped a beat.

He only permitted the establishment of the Demon Race—did that mean he refused Di Jun's bid to become the Leader of Male Immortals?

A trace of dissatisfaction stirred within him.

In Di Jun's view, even if he hadn't secured a seat on the futon, his strength was no less than that of those who had.

Moreover, since Hongjun had allowed him to establish the Demon Race, once he united all the myriad races, he would undoubtedly be the supreme existence in the Primordial Wilderness—why shouldn't he be the Leader of Male Immortals?

"Hahaha, a feathered beast like you wants to be the Leader of Male Immortals? Wishful thinking!"

At these words, Di Jun was filled with shame and fury, whirling around in anger.

"Who said that!"

A burly man stood at the back of the hall, still roaring with laughter.

This was Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had long been at odds with Di Jun and Taiyi, so it was no surprise that he came out to mock Di Jun now.

After all, they had come to listen to the Dao on a whim, only to find that without a Primordial Spirit, they couldn't understand a word Hongjun said.

Having wasted several thousand years in vain, resentment was only natural.

Seeing her elder brother's rudeness, a graceful woman beside Zhu Rong stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Forgive my elder brother, Saint. He spoke only out of reckless impulsiveness, with no intent to disrespect the Saint."

Hou Tu stepped forward to apologize on Zhu Rong's behalf.

But the apology was directed at Hongjun, and the reason for it was making noise in the Purple Cloud Palace.

As for mocking Di Jun as a feathered beast earlier?

Hou Tu had no intention of apologizing for that.

Di Jun's face turned even darker.

After this whole ordeal, aside from obtaining a promise that he could establish the Demon Race, he had gained virtually nothing.

Hou Tu pulled Zhu Rong to sit down.

Hongjun showed no reaction to what had just happened and simply spoke.

"Eastern Duke, Western Queen Mother, step forward."

Two people immediately came out.

The man's face bore an irrepressible smile.

The woman's face held an expression of disbelief and confusion.

"You two were born from pure yang and pure yin energies, bearing great fortune, and may serve as the leaders of male and female immortals."

Hongjun said calmly.

Whatever thoughts the Eastern Duke and Western Queen Mother had, they both knelt down to thank Hongjun.

"Thank you, Sage, for your favor!"

Hongjun nodded, then made a slight lifting motion with his hand.

The Eastern Duke and Western Queen Mother rose accordingly.

"I bestow upon you two the Top Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, the Dragon Head Crutch and the West Plain Color Cloud Boundary Flag, so that you may govern the multitude of immortals!"

The crowd was once again stunned.

Hongjun's choice of these two as leaders of male and female immortals was already shocking enough.

But then Hongjun immediately produced two Top Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures and gave them to the pair.

After all, over ninety percent of the Three Thousand Great Powers in the Primordial Wilderness did not possess even a single Innate Spiritual Treasure!

And these two had obtained one in the blink of an eye—how could that not stir envy?

The Eastern Duke and Western Queen Mother were naturally overjoyed.

However, in comparison, the Western Queen Mother was more restrained than the Eastern Duke.

After all, the Western Queen Mother understood the principle that too much is as bad as too little.

She had already enjoyed enough glory today; if she flaunted this Top Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure in front of everyone, someone would surely set their sights on her.

But the Eastern Duke paid no heed, fondling the Dragon Head Crutch in his hands and showing it off to the crowd.

He reaped another wave of jealous glares.

"You may all leave. The next sermon will still be ten thousand years from now."

Hongjun waved his hand, and the Three Thousand Great Powers were instantly pushed out of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Styx paid no attention to the crowd behind him and headed straight back to the Primordial Wilderness.

He still had to organize what he had gained this time.

Two Law Leaves!

As long as he comprehended the laws on them, he could break through immediately.

The crowd saw Styx leave swiftly and paid him no mind.

This great power from the Blood Sea had always walked alone.

If not for this sermon, many would likely still be unaware that a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal like Styx was hidden within the Blood Sea.

Aside from Styx, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also did not linger.

Seeing so many great powers break through in cultivation after Hongjun's sermon, they were naturally anxious.

They wished they could return to the Primordial Wilderness to cultivate immediately.

Besides Styx and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the most notable figure was the Eastern Duke.

As soon as he left the Purple Cloud Palace, the Eastern Duke was immediately surrounded by a crowd.

Of course, these people had come to flatter the Eastern Duke.

In their eyes, the Eastern Duke had gained the Sage's favor, and by building a good relationship with him now, they might also get themselves registered with Hongjun.

The beaming Eastern Duke naturally failed to notice that someone had already fixed a murderous gaze upon him.