Dan Jing: Yo!

Purple Cloud Palace.

The many worldly guests who had come to hear the Dao had long since taken their seats within Purple Cloud Palace.

At the very front—

On the six clearly extraordinary Heavenly Dao Cushions sat the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti.

As for Kunpeng and Hong Yun, who had originally occupied the fifth and sixth seats—

One sat silently beside Zhen Yuanzi.

The other gritted his teeth and glared hatefully at Jieyin and Zhunti, while occasionally shooting Hong Yun a fierce look as well!

Upon the elevated platform.

The Saint had already appeared.

However, the old man had kept his eyes closed and had not begun expounding the Dao. After appearing, he had merely established the rule that no one's seat could be changed!

Likewise.

The half-closed gates of Purple Cloud Palace had stopped moving!

This scene—

In the eyes of the many worldly guests, it clearly meant that he was waiting for an important guest!

Many of the worldly guests were puzzled.

But none of them dared ask—

It was best not to meddle in a Saint's affairs!!!

The Saint and the many worldly guests did not have to wait long.

A mere dozen or so years later.

Buzz—

Accompanied by an urgent golden rainbow that tore through the chaos.

The next moment.

Dan Jing appeared before Purple Cloud Palace's half-closed gates. After glancing at them, the corners of his mouth rose.

He understood inwardly—

He had arrived more than ten years late for this sermon, yet the old man had still left the door open for him.

That was brotherly.

Dan Jing would remember this favor!

But whether he would repay it—

Would depend entirely on whether he felt like it.

How did that saying go again?

Brothers stay in your heart; when trouble comes, the phone won't connect!

Crude words, sound reasoning.

This was merely a favor, not karma—

Karma had to either be repaid or severed; something always had to be done about it. But a favor? That truly depended on whether the person owing it was a good person, as well as their mood.

As it happened.

Dan Jing did not consider himself a good person!

Hehehe...

Entering Purple Cloud Palace.

Dan Jing's gaze landed on the Saint upon the elevated platform. Aside from his abyss-deep aura and ruddy complexion, he looked like an ordinary old man.

He raised a hand in a greeting gesture like Brother Crow.

He said:

"Yo—"

"Thanks for leaving the door open for me, old man!"

As soon as he said this.

The many worldly guests already seated inside Purple Cloud Palace all twitched at the corners of their mouths. Some could barely hold it together.

Good heavens—

Being late was one thing.

But his greeting was so frivolous, and he even dared call the Saint "old man"?

Was this guy's face really that big?

"..."

The old Saint on the elevated platform also imperceptibly twitched at the corner of his mouth when he heard Dan Jing's greeting.

Of course.

As a Saint—and a genuine senior, at that—the old Saint was quite magnanimous.

Otherwise—

He would not have left the door open for Dan Jing for over ten years.

Since Dan Jing, the last to arrive, had entered and was already acting familiar, finding himself a seat without a care.

Then it was time to begin the sermon!

With that thought.

The Saint did not open his eyes and merely began expounding the Dao:

"When chaos first opened, heaven and earth divided. The clear rose, the turbid sank; within lay heaven and earth. Yin and yang, the five elements—all creation arose from them."

"..."

A Saint's exposition of the Dao was naturally extraordinary.

Golden radiance falling from the heavens, golden lotuses surging forth, splendid chapters of the Great Dao, and all manner of phenomena and Dao sounds appeared within Purple Cloud Palace the instant the Saint began speaking.

Though the worldly guests were surprised by Dan Jing's identity.

The moment the Saint began expounding the Dao, they all listened intently and contemplated the Great Dao.

Likewise.

Dan Jing, who had just taken his seat, entered a state of enlightenment in a single thought!

A free opportunity—

Even wasting the slightest bit of it made him feel like he was losing out terribly!

Gradually.

The only things left in all of Purple Cloud Palace were the Saint's voice expounding the Dao, along with the sounds of countless phenomena and splendid chapters of the Great Dao unfolding.

This sermon—

Lasted only three thousand years!

What was taught was not particularly profound.

Most of it was a detailed inheritance concerning how to cultivate the immortal Dao realms beneath the Great Luo Realm, as well as the Great Luo Realm itself. A small portion taught the worldly guests how to perfect their own Great Luo Dao Fruit!

Thus.

After three thousand years of listening, all the worldly guests had gained something. Their faces were filled with satisfied smiles of harvest.

At this moment.

As the old Saint stopped expounding the Dao, the various phenomena and Dao sounds within Purple Cloud Palace also dissipated.

The worldly guests within the great hall emerged from their states of listening and comprehending the Dao.

Though satisfied, they still felt somewhat unsatisfied.

The sermon had ended.

The Saint on the elevated platform opened his eyes, his calm gaze sweeping over the many worldly guests below!

"Thank you, Saint, for the grace of expounding the Dao!"

The worldly guests all bowed in thanks. Most offered the same proper courtesies and spoke conventionally.

Only Dan Jing was far more direct than the rest.

He opened his eyes, a flamboyant yet inoffensive smile on his face.

Then he said:

"Thanks, old man!"

After thanking him, Dan Jing paid no attention to the strange looks the worldly guests around him gave him.

Naturally, he knew that his behavior was somewhat at odds with the common etiquette of the primordial world.

But so what?

Just tell me, did I thank him or not?

I, Dan Jing, liked doing it this way, and the Saint had no objections!

If you don't like it, go ask the Saint to kill me!

After offering his thanks, Dan Jing sat idly in his seat.

He roughly knew what would happen after the sermon—

The appointment of the leader of male immortals and the leader of female immortals, taking disciples, and the distribution of Primordial Purple Qi and spiritual treasures!

Dan Jing did not know the order in which those three things would happen.

Nor did he care!

Because none of them had—

Anything to do with Dan Jing!

At this moment.

Rather than listening to the Saint's lengthy opening remarks about "the beginning of a new cycle, the renewal of all things" and the like for choosing leaders, Dan Jing lowered his head to inspect the cushion beneath him.

They said Purple Cloud Palace was filled with treasures—

Especially the cushions the worldly guests sat upon, which were all exotic treasures that aided cultivation and Dao comprehension!

Right now.

Dan Jing was considering whether he should simply take the cushion he had sat on with him.

After all, the Saint would not care about the fate of one little cushion. So long as the six cushions at the very front representing Saintly positions were not taken, the rest were probably irrelevant.

"Take it!"

Feeling that the cushion beneath him truly possessed some wondrous properties, Dan Jing's eyes immediately lit up as he made his decision.

This exotic treasure—

The Saint did not lack such things, and leaving it in Purple Cloud Palace would only make it decoration. It would be better for Dan Jing to take it and sit on it!

That would count as putting it to good use, wouldn't it?

If he were not worried about the Saint slapping him across the face—

Dan Jing would have even wanted to carry off the cushion the Saint had sat on!

At this moment.

What Dan Jing, who was studying the cushion beneath him, did not notice was—

On the two cushions beside him, two Great Luo goddesses were carefully observing him with curious eyes!