Inside the Purple Heaven Palace, the Three Pure Ones were the first to arrive because they had set out first. The entire hall was empty, with only six meditation cushions laid out at the front. Seeing no one else around, they walked forward and each took a cushion.
After a while, Zhen Yuanzi, Red Cloud, Nuwa, and Fuxi arrived as well. Seeing the Three Pure Ones seated at the front, they went over to greet them.
"Haha, so you are the renowned Three Pure Ones! We, Fuxi, Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi, and Red Cloud, pay our respects to you, fellow Daoists!"
The four greeted the Three Pure Ones together.
The Three Pure Ones had always been proud, relying on their status as Pan Gu's rightful heirs, but they still knew their manners. Since the others had taken the initiative to greet them, they smiled and returned the courtesy. "Haha, greetings, fellow Daoists. There are still a few cushions here. Come sit down and rest!"
There were three seats left, but four of them. Since Nuwa was the only woman, Zhen Yuan, Red Cloud, and Fuxi all insisted that she sit down. Then Red Cloud, a carefree fellow, simply sat on the fifth cushion.
Fuxi and Zhen Yuanzi began deferring to each other over who should take the last seat.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you should take the last seat!"
"No, no, no, Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, you should take it!"
As the two kept offering the seat to each other, a shrill voice suddenly rang out.
Immediately afterward, a figure flashed past and sat straight down on the cushion. It was none other than Kunpeng! Once seated, Kunpeng crossed his legs, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes to rest with an arrogant expression, without even greeting anyone.
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