The Seat of a Sage, Not for Pixiu

At this moment.

Hongjun looked at the golden lotus before him, a trace of arrogance flashing in his eyes as he stroked his beard and spoke.

"Little friend, take a look at this treasure."

"This is the Twelve-Petal Golden Lotus of Merit, formed from a single seed of the Thirty-Six Petal Chaos Green Lotus that nurtured the Great God Pangu during the Chaos period!"

"By sitting upon this treasure, one becomes immune to all laws and repels all evil."

"More importantly, carrying this treasure causes endless visions of golden light of merit to follow one's presence; it is the top-tier defensive spiritual treasure in all of heaven and earth."

"With this merit protecting your body, you shall be indestructible; even when the Great Tribulation descends, it can keep you safe and sound."

Hongjun spoke incessantly, detailing the origins and various incredible powers of the Twelve-Petal Golden Lotus, attempting to sway Tianlu with this item.

In his view, although this Pixiu was greedy for wealth, the Twelve-Petal Golden Lotus was a rare and heavy treasure in the Primordial World, enough to make anyone's heart flutter.

However, Tianlu merely glanced at the shimmering golden lotus with indifference, his expression devoid of any ripples, even carrying a hint of disdain.

"That's it?"

Tianlu asked nonchalantly.

"Ancestor, you've been bragging for ages, so let me ask you one thing: what grade is this broken lotus?"

The smile on Hongjun's face stiffened slightly, but he still answered truthfully.

"This is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, containing forty-eight innate restrictions; it is only one step away from being an innate supreme treasure."

"Pfft!"

Tianlu scoffed mercilessly, his face full of mockery.

"A top-grade innate spiritual treasure? Do you think you're qualified to compare that to my innate supreme treasure?"

"Ancestor, do you think I'm ignorant and easy to fool?"

"No matter how strong a top-grade innate spiritual treasure is, it's still just a spiritual treasure. My Creation Green Lotus is a genuine innate supreme treasure, containing forty-nine complete innate restrictions and embodying the origin of the Law of Creation!"

"One step away? That is a chasm as wide as heaven!"

"Ancestor, if you truly want to trade treasure for treasure, show some sincerity and bring out something of the same level, won't you?"

"Trying to trade for my supreme treasure with a defective product—I could hear your scheming from outside the Chaos!"

One must know that Tianlu held the Creation Green Lotus in extremely high regard.

It was a rare innate supreme treasure in the Primordial World, and because it contained the Law of Creation, in some respects, even top-tier innate supreme treasures like the Four Swords of Immortal Execution, the Pangu Banner, and the Taiji Diagram might not necessarily compare to it.

Creation represented vitality and infinite possibilities.

Trading it for a Twelve-Petal Golden Lotus that only had defensive functions?

That was nothing but a pipe dream!

Listening to Tianlu's mockery, Hongjun felt a bitter ache in his heart.

How could he not know the massive gap between a top-grade innate spiritual treasure and an innate supreme treasure?

But the problem was, he truly did not possess an innate supreme treasure he could use for exchange.

Among the three great innate supreme treasures formed from the Heaven-Opening Axe, the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner were destined to belong to the Three Pure Ones, tied to the immense fortune of the Pangu lineage, and he could not move them at all.

The Chaos Bell was in the hands of the Golden Crow Taiyi at the Sun Star.

Although the Four Swords of Immortal Execution were with him, they were treasures of slaughter and were also destined to be bestowed upon Tongtian.

As for the most precious fragments of the Jade Plate of Creation in his own hands, they were the foundation of his enlightenment, the supreme treasures he used to deduce the heavenly numbers and comprehend the laws of the Great Dao; how could he possibly take them out for trade?

Hongjun stood where he was, brows locked in a deep frown, caught in profound hesitation.

Seeing Hongjun's appearance, Tianlu knew this fellow couldn't bring out anything good.

"A pauper, yet trying to play the merchant."

Tianlu muttered, feeling his time was far too precious to continue wasting it on Hongjun.

He urged the cloud beneath his feet once more, preparing to turn and leave.

"Little friend, wait! Stay a moment longer!"

Seeing this, Hongjun grew anxious. Disregarding his image, he stepped forward again, spreading his arms to block Tianlu's path.

A bitter smile appeared on his face as he gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Little friend, since you look down on spiritual treasures, then this Daoist shall change the stakes."

"This Daoist offers a position of a Saint in exchange for your Creation Green Lotus. How about it?"

As these words fell, the surrounding void seemed to freeze.

The position of a Saint.

These four words, if placed in the later Primordial World, would be enough to make countless mighty figures fight with bloodshot eyes, enough to ignite a storm of blood and slaughter across the entire Primordial World.

But fearing that Tianlu, this Pixiu, might not understand the weight of a Saint's position, Hongjun hurriedly began to explain deliberately.

"Little friend, do you know what a Saint is?"

"A Sage is the supreme realm of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin!"

"Once one proves the Dao and becomes a Sage, their Primordial Spirit can be entrusted to the void of the Heavenly Dao."

"From then on, they endure through ten thousand kalpas without wearing away, and remain untainted by karma."

"They exist alongside the Heavens and coexist with the Dao!"

"As long as the Heavenly Dao does not perish, a Sage is an immortal and indestructible existence!"

Tianlu listened to Hongjun's impassioned description, but he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The position of a Sage?

It certainly sounded intimidating—entrusting one's Primordial Spirit to the void of the Heavenly Dao to endure through ten thousand kalpas without wearing away.

But the problem was that the Primordial World was currently governed by the Heavenly Dao, and the Laws of the Great Dao had long since retreated into the Chaos.

Logically speaking, the living beings of the Primordial World could only comprehend the laws of the Heavenly Dao; they couldn't even touch the threshold of the Great Dao, let alone reach its origin.

But what about himself?

Ever since he had transmigrated and taken form, he had always been able to clearly perceive the most fundamental Laws of the Great Dao between heaven and earth.

Whether it was the Law of Creation he had comprehended not long ago, the Law of Wealth he was born with, or the Law of Devouring, he could wield them all as easily as moving his own arm.

At first, he had found it quite strange, but now that he thought about it, he was a dignified Child of the Great Dao, a darling of the Great Dao.

This was clearly special treatment left behind by the Great Dao specifically for its own biological son before it retired into the Chaos.

With the Great Dao directly shielding him, why would he ever covet a position as a Sage that was restricted by the Heavenly Dao?

Wouldn't that be picking up a sesame seed only to lose a watermelon, lowering his own status just to find himself a master in the Heavenly Dao?

Thinking of this, Tianlu rolled his eyes unceremoniously.

"Ancestor of Immortals, you should save your empty promises for someone else; I have no appetite for them!"

Having said that, Tianlu didn't give Hongjun any chance to speak or persuade him further. He channeled his magic power, and the cloud—a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure—instantly turned into a streak of light, carrying him leisurely as he sped off in the direction of Mount Buzhou.

Hongjun stood frozen in place, his hand still outstretched in mid-air, completely dumbfounded.

He never expected that even the supreme temptation of a Sage's position, which would drive the entire Primordial World into a frenzy, would be rejected by this Pixiu without a second thought.

He wouldn't trade this, he wouldn't trade that—the creature was simply impervious to reason!

Use force to seize him?

Hongjun shook his head bitterly.

As the reincarnation of an Immortal Dao Demon God who had once roamed the Chaos, he knew better than anyone the terrifying weight contained in the four words "darling of the Great Dao."

Though the Great Dao had hidden away, its residual power remained.

As long as Tianlu did not actively provoke him or harbor genuine murderous intent, if he dared to be the first to show malice or lay a hand on him, the backlash from the Great Dao in the dark would descend instantly.

At best, it would cause him to suffer from cultivation deviation and damage his foundation; at worst, even the Heavenly Dao would impose punishment to appease the lingering influence of the Great Dao, directly stripping him of his foundation for enlightenment.

The task the Heavenly Dao had entrusted to him was simply an impossible mission.