Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Having failed to secure the position of teacher of the Human Emperor, Jieyin and Zhunti set their sights on the remaining five positions of teachers of the Five Emperors. They proposed that all five positions be given to the Western Sect.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu naturally refused, but Jieyin and Zhunti did not back down this time.

The two of them argued vehemently with Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian...!

Finally, Zhunti covered his forehead, and a bulge between his fingers was slowly disappearing.

He took a deep breath and put on that warm smile again, though it looked a little awkward: "Thank you both for your kindness." His voice trembled slightly, but he didn't lose his composure.

The guide slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and whispered, "Good." That single word carried immense weight. It wasn't submission, but a calculated assessment of the situation.

The Tongtian Sect Leader leaned against the futon, glanced at the bulge on Zhunti's forehead, and sneered: "It would have been better if you had done this earlier. You didn't stop until you were covered in bruises."

He was in a good mood.

Not only did they capture the Earthly Emperor's army, but they also captured two more of the Five Emperors' armies, making the Jie Sect the big winner.

Then he raised his head, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Jieyin and Zhunti, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Anything else you'd like to suggest? Say it all at once. I'm itching to get my hands dirty."

Zhunti's lips twitched slightly, and a wisp of sword energy continued to surge within the bump on his forehead, causing him to wince in pain.

He didn't reply. The Seven Treasures Tree lay across his knees, and his smile remained warm, but the corners of that smile had become somewhat stiff.

The dust has settled.

The teacher of the Human Emperor, Guangchengzi, who expounded the teachings.

The teacher of the Earthly Emperor, the Many Treasures of the Intercepting Sect.

The five emperors' teachers were: the first emperor's teacher of the Jie Sect, the second emperor's teacher of the Western Sect, the third emperor's teacher of the Jie Sect, the fourth emperor's teacher of the Western Sect, and the fifth emperor's teacher of the Chan Sect.

All the emperor's troops have been divided up.

Just then, the guide suddenly opened his eyes.

Those compassionate eyes looked directly at Nuwa, and his voice was low and calm: "May I ask, Senior Sister Nuwa, now that Fuxi is the Human Emperor, his cultivation has reached the level of a quasi-sage. As long as Fuxi remains the Human Emperor, the human race will never give birth to a new Human Emperor."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the quiet room suddenly became even more tense.

The Tongtian Sect Leader suddenly turned his head, his gaze falling on Nuwa.

Although he disliked being introduced to new roles, he believed in the logic behind these words: as long as the predecessor does not retire, the successor will have no way to take the stage.

Yuanshi Tianzun also glanced sideways. Although he did not speak, a trace of concern flashed in his stern eyes.

The guide raises this question in order to get a definite commitment.

A promise that ensures the subsequent allocation will not become mere empty talk.

Or rather, a timetable.

Nuwa did not answer immediately. She looked at the Sage Taiqing beside her.

The Sage of Taiqing slowly opened his eyes.

Those calm, watery eyes reflected the faces of the five sages present.

He spoke, his voice still as calm as ever: "Fuxi became the Human Emperor, and in one era he reigned."

One era... 129,600 years.

Zhunti's expression changed drastically.

The smile that had just been on that face vanished instantly.

He disregarded the composure of a sage and spoke directly: "Senior Brother Taiqing! A single gathering? Absolutely not!"

The sorrowful expression on Jieyin's face was even more somber than before.

He slowly said, "When Fuxi attained the Dao and became the Human Emperor, it took him one Huiyuan to ascend to the throne." He paused, his tone growing increasingly heavy. "Senior Brother Taiqing, this only accounts for the time it takes for the Imperial Tutor to assume the throne, not the time it takes for the Human Emperor to grow. Fuxi's reincarnation as a human took one Huiyuan; his attainment of the Human Emperor's throne took tens of thousands of years. If every Human Emperor were to experience this...!"

Before the words were finished, the meaning was fully conveyed.

The deep voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable resounded: "A period of time is indeed too long."

During the time that Fuxi served as the Human Emperor, he was able to transform the human race into something as powerful as the demon race, dominating the primordial world.

More importantly, Fuxi was a second-class sage, and apart from other sages, no one in the prehistoric world could rival him.

The Tongtian Sect Leader nodded heavily, "Elder brother, ten thousand years is enough."

The gazes of the four sages simultaneously fell upon Taiqing and Nuwa.

The Sage Taiqing remained unfazed, turning to look at Nuwa with a questioning look in his eyes beneath his gray eyebrows.

Nuwa pondered for a moment.

"Fuxi's reign will last for ten thousand years. After ten thousand years, he will abdicate the throne of the Human Emperor." Her voice echoed in the Eight Views Palace. "The Human Emperor after him will also reign for ten thousand years."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the assembled saints: "Do you all find this appropriate?"

"Good." Zhunti spoke first, his words coming out very quickly, as if afraid that Nuwa would change her mind.

The guide clasped his hands and said, "Excellent!"

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu simultaneously cupped their hands and said in unison, "Agreed."

The Sage Taiqing nodded and said nothing more.

He closed his eyes again, a duster lying across his knees, as if all the discussions just now were nothing but fleeting clouds.

Thus, the ownership of the teachers of the Two Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and the term of office of the Human Emperor, were all settled.

The heavy gates of the Eight Views Palace finally opened slowly.

The moment the palace gates opened, the expression on Yuanshi Tianzun's face darkened.

His gaze pierced through the open palace gates, past the auspicious clouds and purple mist on the jade plaza, and just then he saw two figures separating in the small world that Xuandu had created.

The illusory images of thousands of treasures around Duobao were slowly dissipating. Although his clothes were torn in a few places, his expression remained calm. His breathing fluctuated slightly, but a smile remained on his lips.

Guang Chengzi, on the other hand, was breathing erratically and had a gloomy expression.

He lost.

The chief disciple of the Chan Sect lost to the chief disciple of the Jie Sect.

Yuanshi Tianzun paused in his steps.

Just that one pause. On the jade ground in front of the Eight Views Palace, a very fine crack was created by his footsteps.

Although it was instantly restored to its original state by the Taoist principles of the Tai Chi diagram, everyone heard that crisp, jade-like sound.

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood beside the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and let out a hearty laugh.

The laughter was so loud that the illusory image of the Tai Chi diagram above the Eight Views Palace rippled slightly, and everyone in the Jade Square looked up at the same time.

In his small world, Guang Chengzi raised his head.

His master stood in front of the Eight Views Palace, dressed in white as snow.

The master and disciple locked eyes. Guang Chengzi's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but only managed a hoarse voice: "This disciple has failed to live up to Master's teachings."

Tongtian strode up to Duobao.

"Good lad! You've made your master proud!"

Duobao smiled憨厚ly: "It's my senior brother Guangchengzi who is so kind as to accept this."

"What's there to yield! Victory is victory!" Tongtian waved his hand, his green robe fluttering, his face beaming with joy.

Tongtian glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun and said, "Second brother, what do you think of my disciple?"

The stern face of the Primordial Celestial Venerable suddenly broke into a smile. He pointed at the Yellow Dragon and said, "Tongtian, what do you think of my disciple?"

Tongtian's smile instantly froze. He glanced at Huanglong, then slapped Duobao on the head. "What are you so proud of?"

Then, Tongtian waved his hand and left with the disciples of the Jie Sect.