Primordial Era: I, the auspicious beast Pixiu, am the darling of the Great Dao.

Chapter 53 Yang Hui was initially overjoyed but then died; the golden light of his merits blinded him.

Beyond the primordial wilderness, in the land of chaos.

Zixiao Palace.

Inside the preaching hall, three thousand mortals had already passed through the chaos one after another, and sat cross-legged in their respective positions, waiting for Hongjun to descend.

Yang Hui sat quietly cross-legged beside Nuwa's sacred futon.

At this moment, her expression was aloof, but upon closer inspection, one could see that her eyes were gleaming with boundless joy.

Yang Hui was overjoyed, because that greedy, shameless monster hadn't come.

Being at Tianlu's beck and call, Yang Hui constantly felt the humiliation of being controlled by others.

Now that the second lecture at Zixiao Palace is about to begin, almost all three thousand mortal guests have arrived, but the golden Pixiu is still nowhere to be seen.

This is wonderful! Without that domineering auspicious beast pressuring her from the side, she can finally listen to the Dao in peace.

In addition, deep within the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun sat cross-legged, quietly awaiting the time to preach.

But a hint of joy crept onto his lips, simply because that damned monster hadn't come—that was wonderful.

As the chosen representative of Heaven and the reincarnation of a demon god, Hongjun should have been an all-powerful and supreme being in this primordial world.

But then he encountered Tianlu, an anomaly. As a favorite of the Great Dao, he acted recklessly, yet the Heavenly Dao was powerless against him.

During its first sermon, this Pixiu not only overturned the table in Zixiao Palace, but also forcibly stripped other deities of their fortune, forcing its own dignified ancestor to submit and even exchange its top-grade innate spiritual treasures and spiritual roots for the fortune it deserved to preach.

Seeing that Tianlu had not yet appeared, Hongjun felt a sudden clarity in his mind, and even the operation of the Heavenly Dao Laws became much smoother.

But in the next instant, the smile on Hongjun's lips vanished, his expression changed drastically, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"That Pixiu is here again."

Hongjun sighed helplessly, raised his hand to rub his temples, and felt a surge of powerlessness.

He had no other wish than that this shameless beast would stop haggling with him in the preaching hall later, since the price of fortune had already been agreed upon during the first sermon.

As time passed and the time for preaching drew near, the sound of the Great Way bell in the main hall began to subtly build.

Yang Hui sat upright on the futon, his heart filled with increasing joy, and a smile gradually spread across his face.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened.

A beam of extremely bright and intense golden light suddenly shot straight in from outside the main hall.

This golden light was extremely dazzling, containing boundless and immense merit of heaven and earth, instantly illuminating the entire Zixiao Palace in a golden hue.

The originally solemn and majestic chaotic Daoist aura inside the hall was completely washed away and scattered in the face of this golden light.

All three thousand mortals are innate deities at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortals, with cultivation reaching the heavens.

But under the sudden stimulation of the bright light, they couldn't help but squint and turn their eyes toward the entrance of the main hall.

Before the main hall, a Pixiu, its entire body seemingly cast in gold and radiating the terrifying pressure of an early-stage Primordial Golden Immortal, strode in with extremely arrogant steps.

Behind him, an enormous, almost tangible golden wheel of merit was slowly turning, radiating a blinding light that was impossible to look directly at.

The joy on Yang Hui's face vanished instantly, his entire face froze, and his once upright body trembled slightly.

She was completely devastated and couldn't help but wail inwardly.

It was so close! The sermon was almost over! Why did this jinx have to arrive at this crucial moment?

Ignoring the diverse gazes of the various deities in the main hall, Tianlu swaggered through the crowd and went straight to the front row of the hall.

With a thought, the mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, Yun Cai, instantly appeared and transformed into an extremely soft cloud.

Tianlu lay down comfortably on the cloud, adjusting to the most comfortable position, while the Golden Wheel of Merit behind him still showed no sign of restraint, radiating golden light wildly in all directions.

Many of the holy and powerful beings sitting in the front row were so blinded by the golden light of merit that they could not even extend their divine senses. They felt a stinging pain in their eyes and were disturbed.

Finally, a saint, unable to bear the torment any longer, gritted his teeth and spoke up to persuade them.

"Fellow Daoist Tianlu, this golden light of merit is far too dazzling. Could you please put away the Golden Wheel of Merit?"

Tianlu lay on the cloud, not even lifting his eyelids, but lazily yawned and spoke slowly.

"This is the light of merit condensed from the primordial energy of heaven and earth. Look at it, it's me, your great master, bestowing blessings upon you out of great mercy."

Upon hearing this, the faces of many powerful and holy beings around them instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

They are all born divine beings with profound roots and boundless blessings. Why would they need a Pixiu to bestow any good fortune? Moreover, this light is far too obstructive to their comprehension of the Great Dao.

"Fellow Daoist Tianlu, we are all innate saints with sufficient blessings. We really do not need the blessing of this light of merit. Please put away your supernatural powers."

Upon hearing this, Tianlu suddenly raised his head, a domineering glint flashing in his golden eyes, and spoke righteously.

"You have to take it whether you want it or not!"

"This is the light of merit, something others would beg for but could never obtain. I, your humble servant, am selflessly giving it away, and you still dare to complain?"

Faced with Tianlu's arrogant and unreasonable attitude, the gods were furious, but there was nothing they could do.

This is the sacred Zixiao Palace, a place of enlightenment for sages. Who would dare to make a move here?!

Moreover, this Pixiu has such a huge golden wheel of merit on its body. Anyone who dares to harbor ill will probably be devoured by the Heavenly Dao and go mad before they even make a move.

Everyone could only sigh in frustration and force themselves to swallow their anger.

It wasn't just these ordinary powerful beings; the Three Pure Ones, sitting on the six holy futons in the front row, as well as Di Jun, Tai Yi, and others behind them, were also present.

His face was also ashen, and he had a great deal of resentment towards the golden wheel of merit behind Tianlu.

Previously, when the Primordial Gourd Vine was born on Buzhou Mountain, Tianlu forcibly uprooted the entire Primordial Gourd Vine in full view of everyone.

At that time, the Three Pure Ones and others wished they could skin and tear it apart, but if anyone dared to lay a hand on this Pixiu, the Heavenly Dao would instead send down the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder to punish them.

Recalling the fear they felt that day when they were intimidated by the Heavenly Dao, the Three Pure Ones and the others were filled with resentment.

At this moment, he could only reluctantly accept it, forcibly shutting off his vision and part of his consciousness, choosing to ignore the dazzling golden light of merit.

For a moment, the entire Zixiao Palace was enveloped in an extremely eerie atmosphere.

The three thousand worldly travelers all closed their eyes and bowed their heads, enduring the dazzling golden light as they waited for the sermon to begin.

Soon, as the melodious tolling of the Great Way bell rang out, the time for preaching arrived.

On the high platform above the main hall, space slightly distorted, and Hongjun quietly appeared.

His body was surrounded by the aura of a saint, which should have been a shocking scene of immortal demeanor and divine power.

However, when Hongjun appeared and looked up at the crowd listening to his teachings below, he was instantly stunned.