Conspiracy Theories Don't Exist, The Theory of Sainthood

At this moment.

Tianlu lay prone on his Cloud Treasure, appearing to be resting with his eyes closed, while in reality, his divine sense had already taken in the expressions of everyone within the great hall.

He cared nothing for what these people were thinking; whether it was Di Jun's desire to recruit him or the assessments made by the Ancestral Witches, he remained entirely indifferent.

Tianlu had now finished observing these famous innate divinities of the Lich era with great interest.

His gaze finally settled on the front of the hall, upon the three figures sitting cross-legged, their bodies wreathed in Pangu's Opening-Heaven Pure Qi.

The Three Pure Ones, this is interesting.

Tianlu muttered to himself.

In his perception, The Grand Pure One Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi, and Shangqing Tongtian were all at the mid-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Although the pillars of destiny above their heads were of the highest caliber, even tinged with the purple-gold hue of Pangu's Legacy, their cultivation levels were firmly stuck at the mid-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Tianlu swept his gaze across the more than two thousand innate divinities within this Purple Heaven Palace.

Among so many innate divinities renowned throughout the Primordial World, not a single one had reached the late-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Tianlu pondered inwardly.

How strange.

In the bizarre rumors of the Primordial World from my past life, there were always people swearing by some conspiracy theory about the Three Pure Ones, claiming with certainty that The Grand Pure One Laozi, for the sake of his own supreme path, would secretly consume a sliver of the essence of Yuqing Yuanshi and Shangqing Tongtian during their transformation.

Looking at it now, that is pure nonsense.

The conspiracy theory about the Three Pure Ones, that the Grand Pure One would consume a sliver of the essence of the others, appears to be false.

Otherwise, relying on the supreme legacy left behind by the Great God Pangu at the creation of the world, plus that extra bit of shared essence, this Grand Pure One Laozi would definitely be at the late-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. Yet, these three are currently of one mind, their auras perfectly intertwined, all remaining steadily at the mid-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. Where is there any sign of missing essence?

With this thought, Tianlu stopped dwelling on it.

Whatever schemes might exist between the Three Pure Ones, as long as they were not blind enough to provoke him, this darling of the Great Dao, everything would be fine.

He lazily rolled over, lying leisurely on the cloud, squinting his eyes to enjoy the rare comfort.

Yang Hui continued to massage him.

As time passed, the atmosphere within the Purple Heaven Palace grew increasingly quiet and profound.

The more than two thousand innate divinities sat cross-legged, breathing in the Chaotic Pure Qi remaining in the hall, adjusting their breaths in silence as they awaited the arrival of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Unknowingly, the thirty-thousand-year deadline for the sermon was approaching.

Just as the divinities had been waiting for a long time, two jade-like, doll-faced child attendants suddenly appeared in the great hall of the Purple Heaven Palace.

These two attendants, one boy and one girl, both had red lips and white teeth, their bodies wreathed in extremely pure innate spiritual energy.

The boy stepped forward, his voice echoing through the hall.

"Fellow Daoists, the time for the sermon has arrived."

The girl immediately followed, speaking to the gathered crowd.

"The place of the sermon is not here; please follow us."

As soon as these words were spoken, the many innate divinities who had been resting with their eyes closed in the hall opened their eyes, their hearts filled with shock.

They had waited here in the great hall for so long, yet they hadn't even entered the true place of the sermon?

However, since the message came from the attendants beside the Dao Ancestor, the divinities naturally dared not show the slightest negligence.

Hearing this, the many divinities followed them.

Tianlu was naturally among them.

He let out a yawn and slowly climbed up from his cloud.

Before leaving, he used his tail to place Yang Hui onto his cloud.

Yang Hui was slightly stunned by this sudden movement, a flash of shame and annoyance crossing her face.

A dignified Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, the head of the female immortals of West Kunlun, was being handled as casually as an object.

But seeing this, Yang Hui said nothing.

After all, Tianlu did as he pleased.

Her own life essence was firmly controlled by this overbearing Pixiu, and even her breakthrough to the Zenith Heaven realm had only succeeded because he had swallowed her into his belly and nourished her with the Law of Merit.

What else could she do?

She could only sigh softly and sit obediently on the edge of the cloud, letting Tianlu steer it as they followed slowly behind the main group of divinities.

Meanwhile, deep within the Purple Heaven Palace.

Hongjun sat cross-legged, a Fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation above his head, the laws of the Heavenly Dao weaving around him.

But when he saw Tianlu, his anger flared.

This rascal of a Pixiu really thinks my Purple Heaven Palace is a place for him to go sightseeing!

Hongjun cursed inwardly, yet he found himself completely helpless against Tianlu.

Taking a deep breath, Hongjun forcibly calmed his state of mind and began to ponder the future situation of the Primordial World.

This sermon concerned the direction of the Heavenly Dao's grand trend, the core of which was the ownership of the six Saint positions.

There were six Saint positions, with Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones destined by Heaven.

Nuwa possessed great fortune and would have the immeasurable Law of Merit for mending the heavens and creating humanity in the future.

The Three Pure Ones were transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit and carried the legacy of the world's creation; these four were destined to become Saints.

The remaining two were what he still owed to the West as a great karmic debt.

Back during the Dao-Devil conflict, he and the Devil Ancestor Luo Hou had engaged in a heaven-shaking battle on the Western continent, where a crazed Luo Hou detonated the Western ley lines, causing the spiritual energy of the Western continent to wither and leaving the living beings in misery.

This monstrous karma naturally fell upon him, Hongjun.

However, as long as those two from the West did not arrive, he could find other ways to repay it.

Jie Yin and Zhun Ti had been stripped of their fortune in the chaos by that shameless scoundrel Tianlu and were trapped by the means he had deployed; they were likely still struggling bitterly in the Chaotic Gale at this very moment.

So, to whom should these two Saint positions be given?!

Hongjun pondered.

Giving them to that shameless Pixiu, Tianlu, was impossible.

Not to mention that this fellow had previously sternly rejected even the temptation of a Saint position he had dangled, showing no shred of reverence.

Since he had refused the Saint position before, and given his lazy nature, would he even bother to fight for a prayer mat?!

He feared that if this Pixiu reached the actual place of the sermon, his first reaction would be to find a comfortable corner and continue sleeping!

Hongjun began to consider the landscape of the Primordial World.

Besides the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, who else in the Primordial World was qualified to bear these two Saint positions?

The North Underworld was barren, with only one great power, that being Kunpeng of the North Underworld; the Saint position could be given to him.

Kunpeng possessed great fortune and a profound foundation; bestowing a Saint position upon him could also serve to balance the fortune of various factions in the Primordial World.

Red Cloud was the first red cloud between heaven and earth to attain the Dao, possessing deep blessings; giving this last Saint position to him would also conform to the number of Heaven.

He was a rogue cultivator, possessed deep personal blessings, and was skilled at making friends; this was feasible.

It would be those two.

As long as Zhun Ti and Jie Yin did not come, the fixed number was set.

If they did come, as long as these two did not yield their seats, it would still be the fixed number.

Due to his opinion of the Devil Ancestor Luo Hou, Hongjun held a prejudice against the West.

He originally did not want to give them, but if they insisted, there was no choice; because of the great karmic debt, he had to give them.

After all, Jie Yin and Zhun Ti carried the great karma of the Western continent.

That was the fortune the Heavenly Dao was destined to compensate the Western continent with; if he were to forcibly obstruct it, it would instead invite the dissatisfaction of the Heavenly Dao.

Hongjun withdrew his gaze, looking at the various gods and sages who had begun to walk toward the true place of the sermon within the great hall, his voice indifferent.

"Let us see what your fortune holds."