"Hum..." After a long silence, Hongjun finally waved his hand. A flash of golden light swept past, and a list radiating vast divine power appeared in midair.
Looking at it, Haotian felt curious. When did Master acquire a treasure like this? How did I know nothing about it?
"Haotian."
"Your disciple is here." Hearing Hongjun call him, Haotian hurriedly answered.
Hongjun opened his hand. The unfurled golden list rolled itself up and flew back into his palm. He handed it to Haotian and said, "This is called the Investiture of the Gods List, one of the Three Books of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity. Take it and refine it."
"The Investiture of the Gods List? May I ask what it does, Master?" Haotian accepted the list with both hands and respectfully asked Hongjun.
"It invests gods."
Haotian: "???"
So its purpose was exactly what its name said? But weren't gods born as gods? Did they still need to be invested?
Looking at his bewildered attendant, Hongjun shook his head without explaining. After all, this was still only an idea of his. With that thought, he waved Haotian away. "This treasure will have its uses in the future. Refine it well. You may leave."
Since Hongjun had said as much, what more could a mere attendant like him say? He could only bow with clasped hands and answer, "Yes, Master."
Then Haotian withdrew with the Investiture of the Gods List.
After Haotian left, Hongjun looked toward the Sea of Blood. His gaze seemed to pierce through its endless waters and reach the Netherworld Realm at the very bottom of the Primordial World. Then he looked at Shouyang Mountain, Mount Kunlun, and Golden Turtle Island, his eyes deep and inscrutable.
Three years later.
The Underworld.
Even now, Hongjun had taken no action