Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 7 The Investiture of the Dao Ancestor
This day.

At the same time, a vast, majestic, and emotionless voice resounded in the ears of countless living beings.

The sound originated from the Purple Cloud Palace, thirty-three heavens away.

"The second sermon has ended, but there are countless wandering immortals in the primordial world, and without a leader, many troubles and endless disputes arise."

"Today, in the name of the Dao Ancestor, I hereby bestow upon the Eastern King Duke, the embodiment of the primordial pure Yang Qi of the Purple Mansion Continent in the East Sea, the title of the foremost male immortal in the world!"

"By imperial decree, the Queen Mother of the West, who was born from the primordial Yin energy of the Western Kunlun Mountains, is made the foremost female immortal in the world!"

"You should set an example by sorting out the primordial yin and yang, and regulating the immortals of the world, so as to bring peace to heaven and earth."

The voice of the imperial edict was like rolling thunder.

Its fame spread throughout the vast and desolate lands, reaching every corner.

Immediately afterwards, two streaks of light, imbued with the supreme Daoist aura of sages, flashed from the depths of chaos and pierced the sky.

It fell straight towards the East China Sea and the western Kunlun Mountains.

"Bestowed upon the Eastern King Duke a precious treasure for his post-natal merits—the Dragon-Headed Walking Stick!"

"I bestow upon the Queen Mother of the West a supreme innate spiritual treasure—the Plain-Colored Cloud Banner!"

The sage's words are law, and their pronouncements become law!
Upon hearing this, the entire primordial world fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards, a colossal wave was unleashed!

Countless powerful beings were awakened from their secluded cultivation.

Their gazes were all turned toward the east and the west.

His eyes were filled with shock, confusion, and deep... dissatisfaction!
……

The Sun Star, the Palace of the Heavenly Emperor.

Inside the magnificent hall.

Wearing a golden robe and with a majestic face, Emperor Jun suddenly stood up from his throne.

The phantom of the three-legged golden crow flashed past in his eyes, bursting forth with terrifying divine light.

His aura emanated uncontrollably, causing the entire Heavenly Emperor Palace to tremble.

"What does the Dao Ancestor mean by this?!"

Di Jun's voice was deep, yet it contained barely suppressed anger.

He and his younger brother Taiyi established the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, intending to emulate the ancient dragon, phoenix, and qilin clans, integrate all races of the prehistoric world, unify heaven and earth, and achieve unparalleled hegemony.

This was originally a well-intentioned and open strategy that aligned with the natural order and the general trend of the world.

But now, Hongjun Daozu issued a decree.

They conjured up titles like "Head of Male Immortals" and "Head of Female Immortals" out of thin air.

Wouldn't this mean that another celestial court, standing in opposition to his demon race's heavenly court, has been established?

"Brother, there's no need to worry!"

Your Highness.

The taller and more imposing Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly.

Above his head, the phantom of an ancient bell loomed faintly, suppressing the surrounding void.

"A mere rogue cultivator who has only manifested pure Yang energy dares to command the immortals? If he dares to act recklessly on my Sun Star, I will use this Chaos Bell to show him who the true ruler of this primordial world is!"

Taiyi's eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

In his opinion.

Except for the saints who are high above.

In this vast and ancient world, only he and his elder brother Di Jun could be called supreme.

As for the Eastern King Duke, he was merely a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivator. Even if he received a treasure bestowed by the Dao Ancestor, how could he compare to him, who wielded the innate supreme treasure, the Chaos Bell?

Di Jun slowly raised his hand, suppressing Taiyi's violent aura.

The anger in his eyes gradually faded, turning into a deep, thoughtful expression.

"Taiyi, you must not be disrespectful, this is the decree of the Dao Ancestor. However... there can only be one Lord of the Primordial World. That Eastern King Duke had better stay obediently in his Purple Mansion Continent, otherwise..."

He didn't say the rest.

But the implication is self-evident.

……

Kunlun Mountains.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable, with a hint of displeasure on his face, said coldly:
“Those born from moisture and eggs, those with fur and horns, can still occupy the Heavenly Court by their own abilities and call themselves Heavenly Emperors.”

This Eastern King Duke is nothing more than a wisp of primordial yang energy, with a shallow foundation. What virtue or ability does he possess to dare to be the head of male immortals?

In his view, this was simply an insult to the name of "immortal".

It lowered the prestige of these supposedly authentic Pangu lineage members.

Taiqing Laozi, sitting upright to the side, held a whisk in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, his expression neither sad nor happy, as if nothing concerned him. He simply said, "The way of Heaven turns, and there is a predetermined fate."

The Master of Heaven let out a soft laugh.

"Brother is right, the will of Heaven is predetermined."

But this destiny must ultimately be fought for with the sword in one's hand.

No matter how prestigious a reputation, without matching strength, it's nothing but a mirage, and may even become a source of trouble. I want to see how this Eastern King Duke can hold onto this position." The Three Pure Ones had different attitudes.

However, in his words, he showed no regard whatsoever for the newly promoted leader of the male immortals.

……

Deep within the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Styx Ancestor, dressed in a blood-red Daoist robe, sat atop the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, gazing towards the direction of the Purple Mansion Continent, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"The head of male immortals? Utterly laughable!"

"I was born in a sea of ​​blood, and I live as one with the world. I am carefree and have no need for others to control me."
"If he dares to reach into my sea of ​​blood, I'll teach him a lesson about the sharpness of my two swords, Yuan Tu and Abi!"

Having said that, he ignored him and closed his eyes again.

The entire sea of ​​blood returned to deathly silence.

……

For a while.

The entire primordial world.

All the prominent and powerful figures, such as Kunpeng, Styx, and Zhenyuan, etc.

They all harbored suspicion and hostility towards this newly appointed "Head of Male Immortals".

The title bestowed upon him by the Dao Ancestor did not bring him unparalleled glory.

Instead, it pushed him into the eye of the storm and made him the target of public criticism.

At this moment, however, the Eastern King Duke was in a completely different state of mind.

Above the East Sea lies the Purple Mansion Continent, shrouded in ethereal mist.

The Eastern King Duke held a golden staff with a majestic dragon head at the top.

He felt an unprecedentedly powerful force filling his limbs and bones.

This dragon-headed walking stick was personally bestowed upon it by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

It contains the divine power and boundless merit of a sage, and is perfectly compatible with his innate pure yang energy manifested in his physical form.

He was originally the first wisp of pure yang energy in the world.

It governs Yang and life processes.

His cultivation had reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and he was only a hair's breadth away from the threshold of the Quasi-Saint realm.

Now, having received the title of Dao Ancestor, he has also bestowed upon me such a precious treasure.

He felt that the bottleneck in his cultivation was beginning to loosen.

"It is the mandate of heaven! This is the mandate of heaven!"

The Eastern King looked up at the sky and roared, full of vigor and boundless pride.

He seemed to have already seen it.

Holding a dragon-headed staff, he commanded the immortals of the primordial world, and all the immortals came to pay homage.

They established a supreme celestial court that far surpassed the three ancient races.

And I am the only holy sovereign in the world!
"Brother Tao."

A clear, cool voice, like the moon, rang out beside him, interrupting his reverie.

The Queen Mother of the West was dressed in an elegant palace gown, exuding a cool and noble aura.

She held a small, plain-colored flag in her hand.

It was that top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Plain Cloud Banner.

As this precious flag flutters, thousands of lotus flowers appear, creating an extraordinary spectacle.

On grade and ingenious use.

It was even on the dragon-headed walking stick of the Eastern King.

However, there was no joy on the Queen Mother of the West's face; instead, it was filled with deep worry.

“Brother Dao, the Dao Ancestor’s bestowal of titles upon us two may seem like an unparalleled honor, but in reality, it puts us in a precarious position.”

She gently advised, "Emperor Jun Taiyi of the Heavenly Court, the Three Pure Ones, and the Netherworld River—aren't they all proud and arrogant?"

"How could they willingly submit to our control?"

"Now that you have gained a reputation, you should be more careful in your actions and cultivate good relationships, rather than making a big fuss, lest you bring about unwarranted disaster."

The Queen Mother of the West saw things very clearly.

For her, the title of the head of the female immortals was not an opportunity, but rather a huge karmic consequence that could be triggered at any time.

However, at this moment, the Eastern King Duke was already blinded by his enormous ambition and soaring confidence.

Upon hearing this, he laughed heartily, seemingly unconcerned:
"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken! This is the decree of the Dao Ancestor, representing the great trend of Heaven! Those who follow Heaven prosper, and those who defy Heaven perish! We are here by the mandate of Heaven to govern all the immortals, which is only right and proper!"

He glanced at the Queen Mother of the West, a burning glint in his eyes:
“Fellow Daoist and I, one is pure Yang and the other is extreme Yin, we are a match made in heaven.”

"If we join forces, we can establish a supreme celestial court, with you as the celestial empress and me as the celestial emperor, jointly ruling the primordial world. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"As for the likes of Di Jun and Tai Yi," the Eastern King Duke waved his dragon-headed cane dismissively.
"They're nothing but hairy, horned beasts. Once I rise to power and issue a call, all the immortals under heaven will submit to my Purple Mansion Continent. At that time, I'll show them who truly belongs to this world!"

(End of this chapter)