Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Zhao Gongming feigned sudden realization, "So that's how it is! We've misunderstood you junior brothers. How many years would it take to walk step by step from Mount Sumeru to the Heavenly Court? Hundreds of years? Thousands of years? I truly admire your perseverance!"

The pharmacist and the others looked even more grim.

They certainly didn't walk here!

But Zhao Gongming and Taiyi's back-and-forth was clearly a deliberate attempt to humiliate them.

However, they couldn't very well refute it, because refusing would be tantamount to admitting that they didn't take Huanglong's invitation seriously, and then the excuse of "the long journey" would be untenable.

Mahasthamaprapta's expression darkened slightly, and he was about to speak when he was stopped by the pharmacist.

The pharmacist took a deep breath, smiled slightly at Zhao Gongming and Taiyi, and said calmly, "You two are right, we are indeed late. We will certainly apologize to our teacher when we return!"

The pharmacist's attitude was so sincere that Zhao Gongming and Taiyi could no longer continue to mock him.

Zhao Gongming snorted and said nothing more.

Taiyi smiled and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, offering a way out.

Huang Long stood aside, watching this scene, and shook his head inwardly.

Huanglong looked at the rosy clouds in the sky, glanced around, and said, "Fellow disciples, the Peach Banquet has begun. Let's go over there now. Let's not let Uncle Haotian think that we, disciples of a sage, are ignorant of etiquette."

Upon hearing this, everyone suppressed their laughter, straightened their clothes, and prepared to attend the gathering.

When Huanglong arrived at the Lingxiao Palace with disciples from the four sects and the Western Sect, he saw the sky filled with rosy clouds.

With a wave of his hand, the stars in the sky suddenly burst into light, and the pure power of the stars enveloped the heavens, fell upon the primordial wilderness, and nourished billions of living beings on earth.

As starlight shimmered around him, he had already changed into the Purple Emperor's Robe and donned the Emperor's Crown. Surrounded by purple aura, he exuded an extraordinary aura, causing the disciples of the Chan and Jie sects behind him to stare in disbelief!

Taiyi, standing behind him, poked the jade cauldron beside him and whispered, "Junior brother, doesn't Senior Brother Huanglong look like Master?"

The other disciples of the Chan Sect who heard the voice all nodded in agreement.

Xuandu walked to Huanglong's right, wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a thin face. There was no fluctuation of magical power around him, but he had a transcendent air of returning to simplicity.

His gaze was indifferent; in his eyes, Huanglong's changes were not much different from usual.

The Old Man of the South Pole walked to the left of Huanglong. He had white hair and a white beard, and held a cane with a coiled dragon in his hand. He looked like a friendly old man next door with a smile on his face.

But his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and the occasional glint of light in them made them someone not to be underestimated.

He leaned on a cane, yet his steps were more steady than those of the other disciples of the Chan Sect, each step landing precisely on the nodes of the laws.

Guang Chengzi followed behind, his purple robes fluttering. As the eldest disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, he couldn't help but sigh when he heard his junior brother say that Huanglong was more like their master.

Daoist Duobao walked behind Xuandu, wearing a golden Daoist robe. He was slightly plump, with a kind face and a smiling appearance, like a wealthy old man.

The treasure radiance emanating from its body caused Zhao Gongming, who was following closely behind, to stare wide-eyed. The treasure basin faintly appeared sacred, devouring the scattered treasure light.

Jinling, Wudang, and the Three Immortals followed closely behind, all with smiles on their faces.

The Western disciples walked last.

Upon seeing Huang Long, the guards standing at the gate immediately straightened their backs, and one of the head guards loudly announced, "The Great Emperor Ziwei has arrived...!"

The voice was as loud as a bell, echoing in front of the Lingxiao Palace and spreading throughout half of the Heavenly Court.

As each person stepped out from behind Huanglong, the guards called out their names in turn!

"The Grand Master Xuandu, personally instructed by the Sage of Humanity, has arrived!"

"The Immortal of the South Pole of the Chan Sect has arrived!"

"The Master of the Chan School, Guangchengzi, has arrived."

"Master Duobao of the Jie Sect has arrived!"

"The Western Pharmacist has arrived!"

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The sounds echoed one after another, like waves reverberating before the Lingxiao Palace.

Each time a name was called, the heavenly soldiers on both sides would bow their heads slightly as a sign of respect.

These heavenly soldiers may not know these names, but the word "sage" stirred their hearts.

The fact that so many sages personally transmitted the teachings is sufficient proof of the legitimacy of the Heavenly Court.

At the entrance of the palace, Emperor Donghua had been waiting for a long time.

He wore a blue imperial robe, had a handsome face and a refined temperament, and exuded a gentle wood-attribute Daoist aura. It was the innate green wood energy, which was ever-renewing yet gentle and restrained.

Upon seeing Huanglong, Emperor Donghua cupped his hands and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Huanglong, you've finally arrived. His Majesty the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West are already waiting in the palace, and specially asked me to greet you here."

Huanglong returned the greeting, surrounded by purple mist, and said gently, "Thank you for waiting here, Fellow Daoist Donghua."

Emperor Donghua stepped aside to lead the way, and Huanglong led the crowd in single file.

The moment Huanglong stepped into the Lingxiao Palace, he felt the overwhelming sacred aura emanating from it.

The interior of Lingxiao Palace is more magnificent than ever before.

Inside the hall, the profound aura of the Heavenly Dao's origin grew even stronger, carrying a faint pressure that involuntarily inspired awe in everyone.

Hundreds of jade tables were neatly arranged in the hall, each with a futon. On each table were exquisite jade plates and pots, the plates empty.

Those jade tables were carved from innate spiritual jade, making them exceptionally precious!

The hall was filled with faint, melodious celestial music that calmed the mind, cleansed the spirit, purified distracting thoughts, and strengthened one's resolve.

A faint fragrance wafted in the air; it was the Enlightenment Incense, made from innate spiritual herbs. The wisps of smoke formed a thin layer of fragrance in the hall, enveloping the entire hall in a hazy mist.

The aroma was refreshing and invigorating; one whiff of it would clear one's mind. However, it had little effect on disciples of the three religions, such as Taiyi and Zhao Gongming, who had tasted the Enlightenment Tea.

However, the four disciples of the Western Sect, including the Pharmacist, found the fragrance quite pleasant and beneficial.

Huang Long's lips curled slightly. This Peach Banquet was even more grand than he had expected, and the Queen Mother of the Azure Heaven's generosity had also exceeded his expectations.

The jade tables were arranged according to rank, with two main seats side by side at the front. The positions of Haotian and the Queen Mother were three steps higher than the other jade tables, allowing them to overlook the entire hall.

A fairy in colorful clothes came before Huanglong, bowed, and said softly, "Great Emperor, please follow me."

Huang Long nodded and followed her to his seat.

His seat was in the first seat on the left in the front row, right next to the head seat.

That position was second only to Haotian and the Queen Mother, symbolizing his status in the Heavenly Court. The Ziwei Emperor ruled over all the stars, assisted the Heavenly Emperor, and ranked at the pinnacle of all immortals.

Xuan Du sat next to Huang Long, his seat being the second one on the left. After sitting down, he closed his eyes, as if entering a meditative state, oblivious to everything around him.

The Old Man of the South Pole sat next to Xuandu, his seat being the third one on the left.

He sat down with a smile, leaning his dragon-patterned cane against the jade table, looking relaxed!

Guang Chengzi and Duobao were in the front row, while the other disciples of the sages were behind them.

The Western sect disciples sat at the far left, closely connected with the disciples of the three sects.