Nuwa Wanted to Hear Heaven-Earth Daoist's Teachings Too? Hongjun Spat Blood!

Hongjun was anxious, but he could not show it. He could only look at Laozi, who led the Three Pure Ones below, and ask, "I have long heard that the Three Pure Ones are of Pangu Orthodox lineage. Why have only two of you come today?"

Though the Three Pure Ones considered themselves of noble status, they did not dare put on airs before someone like Hongjun, who was on the verge of attaining the Dao.

"Reporting to the Dao Ancestor, our third brother has gone to Heaven-Earth Daoist's place to hear the Dao."

The last trace of luck in Hongjun's heart vanished completely.

The Pangu Three Pure Ones would be involved in the future positions of the Heavenly Dao Sages. Only by making them owe him immense karma could he seize more Heavenly Dao Authority!

If Tongtian of the Three Pure Ones truly acknowledged Heaven-Earth Daoist as his teacher, some of Hongjun's arrangements would be thrown into complete disarray.

Though he was gnashing his teeth in fury, Hongjun maintained a calm facade as he spoke.

"As Pangu Orthodox, you should naturally hear the orthodox Sage Dao. Though fellow Daoist Qiankun's Dao is profound, it has strayed from orthodoxy..."

"Never mind. Pangu's grace has blessed this world, so I shall reserve this seat for him. When I lecture on the Sage Dao a second time, he may come then as well!"

Hongjun appeared unconcerned, but his words had already branded Li Yi's Dao as an unorthodox path.

He further claimed that, for Pangu's sake, he would save Tongtian a Sage seat to hear the Dao, concealing his true intentions.

Laozi and Yuanshi naturally failed to notice. They nodded slightly and bowed to Hongjun atop the jade platform.

"Many thanks, Dao Ancestor!"

Of the six seats, only three remained.

The Great Firmament Golden Immortals present exchanged glances. They all understood that the cushions must carry immense karma, or Hongjun would never have specifically said that one would be reserved for the absent Tongtian.

Thus, even though they knew sitting there might bring benefits, few truly dared step forward and take a seat.

Within the crowd, Di Jun and Taiyi exchanged glances before both stepping forward.

The two of them had been born extraordinary. Whatever karma those cushions carried, they should be able to bear it.

Just as the brothers formed this thought and rose, the twelve Witch Tribe Ancestor Witches fixed their eyes on them.

With the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin Tribes withdrawing from the world, the protagonists of the era had gradually become the Witch Tribe and Demon Tribe.

Though the Demon Court had not yet been established, the brothers Di Jun and Taiyi possessed tremendous renown among the Demon Tribe, vaguely showing signs of becoming its rulers.

The twelve Ancestor Witches considered themselves unversed in Dao arts and cultivated only their bodies, so they had no interest in the cushions.

But neither did they wish to watch the Demon Tribe grow stronger.

Seeing Di Jun and Taiyi's looks, Zhurong's lips curled into a grin.

"Our Witch Tribe will not sit on these cushions, but neither will your Demon Tribe!"

Anger surfaced on Di Jun and Taiyi's faces. Taiyi had intended to bring forth the Chaos Bell and battle the Witch Tribe for a seat for his elder brother.

But Di Jun reached out and stopped him.

At the same time, amid the crowd, Fuxi held the River Chart and Luo Script as he silently calculated. A flicker of delight appeared on his face.

He then turned his gaze toward Nuwa beside him.

"Little sister, I have calculated that this cushion carries a great karmic connection with you."

"Why aren't you taking a seat?"

Hearing her brother's words, Nuwa, who had already sensed something herself, stepped forward and took one of the empty seats.

Yet just as the two had taken their seats, the late-arriving Zhunti and Jieyin began weeping and lamenting shamelessly in the Daoist gathering.

The kindhearted Hong Yun was the first to be unable to bear it. With a helpless sigh, he stood and gave his seat to Zhunti and Jieyin.

Kunpeng, however, remained seated with ease. Clearly, he had already seen through their act. When soft tactics failed, Zhunti decisively launched a personal attack.

"You egg-born, fur-covered beast with horns, what right do you have to sit alongside the Three Pure Ones?"

Kunpeng dwelled in the Northern Darkness and rarely entered the world, so no one present knew his origins. Yet Zhunti had seen through them with a special divine ability and exposed them outright.

As soon as those words were spoken, not only did Yuanshi cast an unfriendly look his way, but even the Witch Tribe nearby regarded him with a hint of scrutiny.

Kunpeng felt aggrieved, but he did not dare fall out with Zhunti and Jieyin, the Three Pure Ones, and the twelve Ancestor Witches watching him covetously all at once. He could only rise helplessly and surrender his seat.

Hongjun sat upon the high platform, turning a blind eye to the farce below. Only after the five had each taken a cushion did he instantly comprehend the heavenly secrets.

These six would become the Heavenly Dao Sages of later ages!

Though Tongtian was absent, five had come. In this struggle for the Dao, he had still gained the upper hand.

Having settled his thoughts, Hongjun spoke softly.

"Now that you have taken your seats, these positions shall serve as the standard in the future!"

"Next, I shall explain the Great Firmament Dao..."

The moment those words left his mouth, Nuwa abruptly rose to her feet.

"Dao Ancestor, an urgent matter has suddenly arisen at my Daoist abode. I can only depart for now. I hope the Dao Ancestor will forgive me."

As soon as she spoke, the gathering fell silent.

A being close to becoming a Sage was personally opening a lecture on the Dao, yet someone wanted to leave before it had even begun? And she was one of the six who had fought for the foremost seats?

Though everyone present possessed great divine abilities, they were deeply shaken by this scene and quietly whispered among themselves.

"Has Nuwa gone mad? What matter could be more important than hearing the Dao?"

"No, the urgent matter at her Daoist abode is merely an excuse. She simply wants to leave."

"Isn't she openly slighting the Dao Ancestor?"

Not only the others—Fuxi himself was dumbfounded by his sister's words. He feared that Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor on the verge of becoming a Sage, would punish her the next instant.

He hurriedly stood, bowed deeply with clasped hands, and began apologizing.

"There truly is an urgent matter at our Daoist abode. We beg the Dao Ancestor to forgive our disrespect."

The smile on Hongjun's face had already become somewhat stiff.

He truly wanted to punish them, but at present, he needed the Heavenly Dao Authority carried by future Heavenly Dao Sages like Nuwa even more. Though fury burned in his heart, he could not vent it.

He could only bury his anger and barely maintain a calm expression.

"Since the fated connection has not yet arrived, I naturally will not force the matter!"

With those words, he had effectively given his consent. Nuwa gave a slight bow, then turned without hesitation and left the Purple Cloud Palace's Daoist gathering.

Fuxi followed close behind. Only after they had gone far from the Purple Cloud Palace and entered the Thirty-Three Heavens did Fuxi finally complain.

"Why did you use such an excuse to leave the Purple Cloud Palace just now, little sister?"

"I calculated it earlier. What happened today absolutely concerns your future Sage Dao..."

His companion Spirit Treasure was the River Chart and Luo Script, and he was naturally skilled in the Dao of karma. The moment he saw those cushions, realization had flashed through his mind—they were connected to his sister's future Sage Dao.

He had not been able to question her aloud in the Daoist gathering, so he could only leave first.

Nuwa frowned slightly.

"When I sat upon that cushion, my heart became uneasy. I felt as though something important was about to leave me."

"No matter how I calmed my mind and held my breath, that unease only grew stronger."

"I cannot explain why, but I simply felt that I could not remain in that Daoist gathering any longer. So I said those words."

Fuxi also frowned slightly upon hearing this.

At their level, many sudden impulses were warnings bestowed by fate in the unseen.

Though what he had calculated was entirely different from what his sister had sensed, he still chose to trust her.

After all, even if he exhausted the limits of fate, he would not dare claim his calculations could never be wrong. The Great Dao was fifty; the Heavenly Dao derived forty-nine, with one escaping.

He could calculate only the forty-nine derived by the Heavenly Dao. He could not calculate the one that escaped, and matters of fate were not immutable.

Nuwa finally made up her mind.

"Brother, I want to go to Yingzhou Island and take a look..."