Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 55 Kunpeng Ascends to Hongjun

Hongjun paused for a moment.

"The Heavenly Cycle is forty-nine, and one of them has vanished. Let this wisp of Primordial Purple Qi find its destined owner on its own."

As he spoke, a wisp of primordial purple energy left his palm and drifted toward the guests in the Purple Cloud Palace.

This scene startled all the guests in Zixiao Palace, but they quickly came to their senses.

"I!"

The guests in Zixiao Palace began to breathe heavily, each one wishing they could reach out and grasp the Primordial Purple Qi.

Even the Pangu Mausoleum lineage was staring intently at the Primordial Purple Qi.

This involves attaining the status of a sage, who can draw upon the power of heaven and earth.

They had long ago decided to take the path of Hunyuan Daluo, and the status of a saint was not particularly appealing to them.

But if you could get it, who wouldn't want it?

The Way of Heaven may be biased now, but this idea of ​​the Way of Heaven will surely be eradicated in the future.

At that time, a sage will represent the Way of Heaven.

"It would be good if my Demon Court had a saint."

Di Jun thought to himself, if there were a sage, the demon race would be able to stand up.

"The Celestial Court could also have a sage, and then it would truly be worthy of the title."

The Eastern King also wanted it.

Many innate deities from the Pangu Mausoleum lineage also desire it.

Of course, they didn't necessarily need it, but they felt it was a good thing and they wouldn't lose out if they got their hands on it.

If I can't get it, that's fine; I won't fight tooth and nail to take it.

The mindset is different from that of the original world line, so naturally the pursuits are different as well.

"Come find me quickly, what if a single strand of Primordial Purple Qi isn't enough for me to become a saint?"

Zhunti roared inwardly, wishing he could get up and snatch it.

"Moreover, my elder brother does not possess the Primordial Purple Qi."

He will never be satisfied, especially with priceless treasures like the Primordial Purple Qi.

pity.

Under the gaze of all the innate deities, this primordial purple energy finally landed slowly in front of Hongyun.

"I?"

Hongyun pointed to herself, then to the Primordial Purple Qi before her.

What merit does he possess?

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, it seems that doing good deeds does have its benefits."

Zhen Yuanzi, standing behind Hongyun, laughed.

The rest of the Pangu Mausoleum lineage also burst into laughter.

Zhunti's eyes turned red as he looked at him.

"Damn it, why did they give it to this idiot?!"

Zhunti cursed inwardly.

He likes to help others, but in his mind, he's just a fool.

Hongyun scratched his head.

In truth, he didn't think much of the Primordial Purple Qi. He preferred freedom, and was entrusting himself to the Heavenly Dao still considered free?

Hongyun hesitated for a moment, and it was this hesitation that gave Zhunti hope.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, why don't you give me this Primordial Purple Qi?"

Hongyun turned her head and saw Zhunti approaching with a smug face.

"I feel that this primordial purple energy is connected to me."

Zhunti didn't dare to snatch it in front of Hongjun, but instead relied on words.

Hongyun's face immediately darkened.

He wouldn't even give that Primordial Purple Qi to Zhunti, even if he stuffed it into the Blood Sea.

"Tch~"

Kunpeng suddenly chuckled beside him.

"Shameless! The Corpse Master himself said that this purple aura would find its destined owner. You say you're destined, so why didn't it fall into your lap?"

Zhunti immediately adopted a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng doesn't understand, and I won't explain further. In short, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, I do indeed have a connection with this Primordial Purple Qi."

Zhunti's eyes did not leave the Primordial Purple Qi even for a moment.

Hongyun's face showed disgust. He was a simple-minded person, and his thoughts were always written on his face.

Just as he was about to scold Zhunti, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti."

Zhen Yuanzi stood up. "It's not impossible for you to have Fellow Daoist Hongyun's Primordial Purple Qi, but that's a Saintly position. What will you offer in return?"

One sentence perfectly captured the essence of the question.

Return it? Why return it?

Yes, now that Hongyun is dead, we don't have to pay it back.

But would he dare say that? Besides, he was no match for Hongyun anyway.

Zhunti chuckled twice, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun has always been generous—"

Before Zhunti could finish speaking, Hongyun, who was already impatient, pushed the Primordial Purple Qi in front of Kunpeng.

A genuine smile graced his face.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, you know my temperament. I have no interest in the Sainthood whatsoever, so I'll just give it to you."

"Give it to me?"

Kunpeng looked incredulous, then overjoyed.

He, Kunpeng, was born in Beihai and had been terrified of poverty.

He truly desired this Primordial Purple Qi. It wasn't the Sainthood that attracted him, but rather that only with the Sainthood would he have a solid foundation.

Only then can the North develop better.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, is this true? This is a Saintly position!"

Kunpeng felt a lump in his throat and was about to cry.

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you may take it if you wish."

Hongyun let out a rich man's laughter.

"Alright, then thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Hongyun."

Kunpeng immediately withdrew the Primordial Purple Qi.

"If you need anything in the future, please feel free to ask."

Kunpeng thanked him sincerely, then turned and looked at the stunned Zhunti with a fierce expression.

"Zhunti, why aren't you going back? If you don't want to sit on the prayer mat, you can ask the Corpse Master to take it back."

"You—you two—"

Zhunti clutched his chest, looking heartbroken.

That idiot Hongyun actually sent out the Primordial Purple Qi, but not to him.

If he had known this day would come, he would have definitely cultivated a good relationship with Hongyun from the very first sermon by Hongjun.

Now, he really doesn't dare to say anything more.

Kunpeng is stronger and faster than him; if he angers him, he's truly doomed.

It would be better to focus on the last wisp of primordial purple energy.

Yes, the Corpse Master also possesses a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi.

Zhunti immediately returned to his seat.

At this moment, the other deities also recovered from their shock at Hongyun giving away the Primordial Purple Qi and looked at the last wisp of Primordial Purple Qi in Hongjun's hand.

Hongjun's gaze swept across the entire room.

To be honest, he didn't know who he should give this Primordial Purple Qi to.

The best option now is not to give it.

Preaching was a task arranged by the Heavenly Dao, and he could have used this opportunity to become the leader in the hearts of many innate deities in the primordial world.

But now, instead of achieving his goal, he has been branded as the master of the corpse.

In the future, at most, the saints who cultivate the method of severing the three corpses might still look up to him, but when they find that there is no further progress after severing the three corpses, they will hate him.

It means he has no one available.

Leaving behind a wisp of primordial purple energy to attract many deities will make things easier in the future.

As for Nuwa, does Hongjun still remember that Qingyi still has a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi in his hand?

Qingyi couldn't possibly refuse to give it to Nuwa, could he?

Hongjun chuckled inwardly, thinking to himself, "So what if you scheme and plot?"

Thinking of this, Hongjun flipped his hand, and the Primordial Purple Qi disappeared.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of all the innate deities, Hongjun slowly said, "The last wisp of primordial purple energy has yet to find its destined owner. If such an owner appears, this wisp of purple energy will naturally emerge."

These words immediately sparked endless imagination in the hearts of all the saints.

Doesn't this mean that everyone still has a chance?

Zhunti's mind is even more quick-witted.

"Lord Corpse, although the ley lines of our western land are intact, the foundation seems to be insufficient. Compared with other places in the prehistoric world, it is also desolate. My brother and I will do our best to help the western part of the prehistoric world develop."

Whether you do it or not, just say so first, in case you perform well and get that purple aura.

"good."

Hongjun nodded, but he didn't take it to heart.

When the time comes, Zhunti will bear his own karma, and that will be the end of it.

The western ley lines have long since recovered. Although they were indeed damaged in the middle, they are slightly inferior to other places, but it's only a matter of time.

He, Hongjun, would never hand over this Primordial Purple Qi to those two shameless people in the West, otherwise it would ruin his reputation.

"This sermon is now concluded."

Hongjun was about to give his closing remarks after three sermons.

Kunpeng suddenly spoke.

"Lord Corpse, I have one more question."

Hongjun cast a glance at Kunpeng, who could be said to have gotten a lucky break.

They were the biggest winners of the third sermon at Zixiao Palace.

Unfortunately, Kunpeng was not destined for greatness and could not achieve anything significant.

Hongjun paused for a moment.

"speak."

Kunpeng spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Master Corpse, of the seven prayer mats at the very front, Laozi and Yuanshi, who are sitting in the front two, have obtained treasures and Primordial Purple Qi. Tongtian, who is sitting in the third prayer mat, and Zhunti, who is sitting in the last one, have obtained Primordial Purple Qi."

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun is a destined person who obtained a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi, so from the fourth to the sixth, is there really nothing?"

"If one must become a disciple of the Corpse Master to receive any blessings, then Fellow Daoist Tongtian has received them even without becoming a disciple."

"So what is the meaning behind these prayer cushions?"

"Is this all just to incite us to fight over the prayer mats?"