Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance. Haotian said in a deep voice, "You mean...!"

Huanglong stepped forward and, under the questioning gazes of Haotian and Yaochi, solemnly said:

"To hold a Peach Festival in the name of the peaches of immortality."

After the flowers fell, the hall was initially silent, but then erupted in uproar.

Haotian and Yaochi's expressions changed drastically. They exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

In the main hall, some of the immortals looked surprised, some looked solemn, and some looked puzzled, not knowing what the peaches of immortality were.

Immortal Lord Yuanfu's white eyebrows twitched, his voice trembling slightly: "What the Great Emperor spoke of is the innate top-grade spiritual root, the Ren Water Peach...!"

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Huang Long nodded, turning his gaze to Yaochi, "Only such a spiritual root could tempt those powerful beings of the prehistoric world."

Silence returned to the hall.

A supreme innate spiritual root is extremely rare, found only on a handful throughout the entire primordial world. Fusang, Laurel, Ginseng Fruit, Yellow Plum...!

Some of the immortals in the main hall were people I had never even heard of, let alone seen.

Each one possesses unparalleled potential, enough to make even a quasi-saint envy.

The peaches of immortality from the Ren River in the Queen Mother's hands are even more precious than the hibiscus and laurel.

Each one is a manifestation of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, Ren Water, and has a great effect on powerful beings at the Quasi-Saint Realm.

Only such treasures could attract those quasi-saints and great immortals to participate.

At the same time, it also demonstrates the profound power of the Heavenly Court to all living beings in the primordial world.

Haotian and Yaochi remained silent for a long time, their eyes meeting as if they were communicating something in silence.

The officials in the hall held their breath, their eyes filled with anticipation. If the Queen Mother of the Heavenly Court truly brought out the peaches of immortality, they, the celestial officials, would naturally also have the opportunity to taste these legendary peaches.

After a long silence, Yaochi sighed softly and said, "Huanglong is right. Without a treasure like the Peaches of Immortality, which of those powerful beings from the primordial era wouldn't be arrogant and haughty? Ordinary things certainly wouldn't catch their eye."

Haotian nodded slowly, his expression grave: "However, the Mother Peach Tree only produces thirty-six peaches per cycle, which is far too few. If a grand gathering were held, how would they be distributed?"

"Your Majesty, this is precisely the key point," Huanglong said, bowing. "The Peaches of Immortality, being of the highest quality in the innate spiritual roots, can only be attended by a select few. If invitations are sent out widely and everyone receives one, then the Peaches will become worthless. What the Heavenly Court wants to host is not a lavish banquet, but a grand gathering exclusively for the most elite beings of the primordial world."

A glint flashed in Haotian's eyes, as if he were deep in thought.

Huanglong continued, "This disciple suggests that the most influential person in the primordial world should be the main figure at this Peach Banquet."

"The number of people need not be large, but each invitee must not only possess profound cultivation but also be a renowned figure in the primordial world. In this way, the preciousness of the peaches of immortality can be highlighted, and the majesty of the Heavenly Court can be established."

"As for other wealthy people, ordinary spiritual fruits and fine wines will suffice."

"That makes sense." Haotian nodded. "Then who do you think should be invited?"

Huang Long pondered for a moment before speaking, "Zhen Yuanzi of Wanshou Mountain is the ancestor of all earth immortals. He possesses a ginseng fruit tree, which is as famous as the peaches of immortality. If this person is willing to come, it would be a great honor for the Heavenly Court."

Haotian nodded: "Zhen Yuanzi is a man of no interest in worldly affairs, but he is highly respected and virtuous. He should indeed be invited."

"The Blood Sea Styx Ancestor," Huang Long continued, "Although this person has a fearsome reputation, his strength is unparalleled, making him a rare quasi-saint in the prehistoric world. If he is willing to come, all the races of the prehistoric world will surely reassess the weight of the Heavenly Court."

Yaochi looked troubled: "This Styx, he lives alone in the Blood Sea, I'm afraid..."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Huanglong said calmly. "The Heavenly Court invited him, which is giving him face. Whether he comes or not is his business. But if the Heavenly Court doesn't invite him, wouldn't that be impolite?"

"Who else?" Haotian asked again.

"The Earth Goddess Houtu of the Underworld," Huanglong continued, "is a being who has reincarnated through countless lifetimes, possessing immeasurable merits, and whose status is no less than that of a saint. If the Heavenly Court could persuade the Earth Goddess Houtu to come, that would be excellent."

Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance and slowly nodded.

"And then there are those disciples of the sages," Huanglong said. "They are disciples of the sages, and their status is extraordinary. If they can come to the Heavenly Court, they can tell all living beings in the prehistoric world that the Heavenly Court is the legitimate authority."

Haotian pondered for a moment and said, "The Sage has many disciples; which ones should we invite?"

"A direct instruction from a sage is sufficient," Huang Long said.

Haotian nodded, then asked, "The six sages...!"

Huanglong felt somewhat helpless in the face of Haotian's expectant gaze.

The six sages were already quite dissatisfied with Haotian becoming the Heavenly Emperor. Now that Haotian is holding a grand assembly, do you really think the sages will attend in person? What a pipe dream!

Even among those disciples of the sages, only Huang Long dared to guarantee that he could invite them.

"As for the six saints themselves...!"

Huang Long smiled slightly and said without any politeness, "Your Majesty and the Empress know that they don't have that much influence."

Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with bitterness.

Haotian coughed lightly, without denying it.

Asking a sage? He only thought about it.

The Dao Ancestor Hongjun appointed this boy as the Heavenly Emperor, which greatly displeased the six sages.

He initially sought manpower from six sages, but none of them agreed. It was only after Huanglong, the Great Emperor of Ziwei, came to him on his own initiative.

At this moment, Yaochi suddenly spoke up: "Besides these, there are also the three primordial races. The Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the Qilin Clan. Since the Great Calamity of the Lich King, some members of these three clans have appeared in the primordial world. Although these three races no longer possess the power of their ancient times, their foundation remains..."

Emperor Donghua picked up the conversation, his tone slightly more serious: "Your Majesty is right. When I was traveling in the Buzhou Mountain region, I detected the aura of several Qilin. Although the aura was subtle, it was definitely not wrong."

"In ancient times, that place was the territory of the Qilin clan. Presumably, the Qilin clan has reappeared in the primordial world."

Upon hearing this, Huang Long raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He knew about the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan.

Although the Dragon Clan bore immense karmic burdens due to the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, after countless eras of wear and tear, most of those karmic burdens have been eliminated, and both clans can now roam freely in the primordial world.

But the Qilin...!

Huang Long frowned slightly and said, "The Qilin clan? Fellow Daoist Donghua, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Emperor Donghua shook his head: "There is absolutely no mistake. I once sensed the aura of a Qilin near the ruins of Buzhou Mountain. Although it was only fleeting, that auspicious aura was unique and unparalleled in the primordial world. The Qilin clan has indeed emerged."

Huang Long remained silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought.

After the great calamity of the dragon and phoenix, the first Qilin led all the Qilins to transform into the primordial world and become auspicious omens!

From that time onward, the Qilin (a mythical creature) became a rare sight in the primordial wilderness.

The Wu tribe occupied Buzhou Mountain, but they never saw the Qilin tribe.

Unexpectedly, they actually did hide in the Buzhou Mountain area.

He didn't think too much about it, and simply nodded: "Since the Qilin clan does exist, then we should invite them. The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans are the oldest races in the prehistoric world. If all three can attend the gathering at the same time, it will allow all living beings in the prehistoric world to see the Heavenly Court's profound resources and its all-encompassing nature."