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

Chapter 77 Tianlu: Purple Qi Chooses Me, I'll Pretend to Be a Trickster for You!

Looking at the group of holy beings below who lacked any semblance of great power, Hongjun felt his brow twitch and sighed helplessly.

"quiet."

The sage's voice, like a grand bell, instantly silenced the noise in the hall.

Hongjun's gaze swept over everyone, and he slowly spoke.

"The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine. If one is removed, all living beings will have a glimmer of hope, which I, this humble Daoist, will naturally grant."

After saying that, Hongjun raised his right hand, and two wisps of purple energy, imbued with endless laws of the Great Dao, appeared in his palm.

It is the foundation for achieving sainthood, the primordial purple aura.

"Because Nuwa declined my offer to take her as a disciple, this primordial purple energy became available."

"Therefore, these two streams of primordial purple energy can be given to all living beings, so let them choose their own masters."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun waved his sleeve and threw two streams of primordial purple energy into the void.

In an instant, the eyes of many innate deities were fixed on the purple aura swirling in mid-air, wishing they could pounce on it and devour it alive.

However, what happened next completely surprised everyone.

The two streams of primordial purple energy hovered above the Purple Cloud Palace for a moment, but without even glancing at the holy beings below, they transformed into two streaks of light and flew towards a certain spot in the main hall.

Finally, these two supreme treasures, symbolizing the attainment of the Heavenly Saint, came to a steady stop in front of Tianlu, who was lying on the clouds.

Moreover, these two purple wisps seemed to possess sentience, rubbing against Tianlu's golden fur from left and right, bobbing up and down, exuding a clear sense of flattery and begging.

It's as if it's saying: Boss, please take me in!

This scene completely stunned all the deities in the Purple Cloud Palace.

The entire hall was eerily silent.

A moment later, the three thousand mortals turned their heads in unison, their eyes filled with resentment as they looked at Hongjun on the high platform.

That gaze seemed to silently question: Dao Ancestor, you call this letting the purple aura choose its own master? This is clearly just delivering it to your door! Is that right?!

Upon seeing this, Hongjun's face twitched, and he immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

This Pixiu Tianlu is a favorite of the Great Dao, a son of the Great Dao!

His destiny is bestowed by heaven and earth, a unique existence in the primordial world.

Although the Primordial Purple Qi contains a wisp of the Heavenly Dao's origin, it is only natural that the Purple Qi would instinctively choose to be close to Tianlu in the face of the terrifying blessings and fortune of the Great Dao's darling.

The problem is, this was completely unexpected!

The Heavenly Dao originally planned that these two streams of purple energy had a clear owner, but now they've all gone to pay off this Pixiu. How can this possibly work?!

Hongjun felt a pang of despair in his heart, his gaze fixed on Tianlu, muttering madly to himself.

Don't accept it!

Do not accept this!

Your Pixiu is already abnormal enough, what use is this Heavenly Dao Fruit position to you!

now.

Tianlu looked at the Primordial Purple Qi, which resembled a sycophant, with disdain. He originally wanted to simply flick this thing containing the schemes of the Heavenly Dao away with his tail.

He was destined to be a Primordial Golden Immortal; the mere Heavenly Dao Saintly Position was nothing more than a shackle binding his own Great Dao.

But now that he noticed the slight change in Hongjun's expression, Tianlu's playful nature was aroused.

"Oh? Since this Primordial Purple Qi is so spiritual and insists on choosing me, then I must accept it."

Tianlu's feigned surprise was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent Zixiao Palace.

Upon hearing this, the hearts of the three thousand mortals in Zixiao Palace skipped a beat.

"No!"

Someone let out a desperate wail from the depths of their heart.

Even the Dao Ancestor couldn't do anything about this ugly beast. If he were to obtain these two strands of Primordial Purple Qi and become a Heavenly Dao Saint, would there still be any way for these holy beings to survive in this primordial world?

Just when everyone was filled with despair, and Hongjun was preparing to intervene secretly, Tianlu suddenly made a move.

He slowly opened his blood-red maw.

All the people could do was watch helplessly as the two streams of primordial purple energy were about to follow Tianlu's aura and enter his mouth.

However, just as the purple energy was about to enter his stomach, Tianlu's open mouth did not unleash the suction force of the Devouring Law; instead, it suddenly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"call!"

At that moment, Tianlu seemed to exhale an invisible hurricane, and the two strands of Primordial Purple Qi that were about to offer themselves up were directly blown away by this violent hurricane.

"What kind of garbage is this, daring to even get involved?"

Tianlu curled his lip, his face full of disgust.

In an instant, the atmosphere within the Zixiao Palace underwent a dramatic shift from hell to heaven.

Hongjun breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that he had never experienced such a dramatic rise and fall in his life.

Meanwhile, the group of innate saints below, who had previously given up hope, were now extremely excited and secretly praised Tianlu.

As expected of the darling of the Great Dao, he even regards the Heavenly Dao Saint Position as worthless. They admire his courage!

In mid-air, the two strands of primordial purple energy that had been blown away seemed to finally realize that no matter how much they tried to curry favor, they could not win the favor of this darling of the Great Dao.

After hovering in the void for a moment, the purple aura began to choose a master within the Purple Cloud Palace once more.

A moment later, one of the streams of primordial purple energy transformed into a streak of light, passing directly past the Three Pure Ones, past Emperor Jun and Taiyi, and finally landing steadily in front of Jieyin.

The moment Jieyin saw the purple aura stop in front of him, his expression immediately lit up with joy.

"The Dao Ancestor is merciful, well done, well done!"

Jieyin was overjoyed, his hands trembling slightly. He quickly reached out and carefully accepted the primordial purple energy, afraid that it would change its mind and run away.

This scene left all the deities in Zixiao Palace dumbfounded once again.

Countless envious, shocked, and puzzled gazes converged on Jieyin.

In that barren land of the West, Zhunti had already secured a futon containing the potential for sainthood by giving up his seat to Hongyun. Now, Jieyin has actually obtained a wisp of primordial purple energy that can freely choose its master?!

In other words, two Celestial Saints are about to be born in the West?!

How is that possible!

How unjust is the way of Heaven!

Above, on the prayer mat, Hongjun witnessed this scene and could only sigh helplessly.

This is the cause and effect of the West's poverty.

In the past, during the conflict between the Dao and the Demonic Path, Luo detonated the ley lines of the Western land, causing the Western land to lose its vitality. Heaven must repay this enormous karmic debt.

Zhunti and Jieyin carry the destiny of the entire Western revival. Obtaining this good result and achieving the Heavenly Dao Saint position is a predetermined fate that even he, the Dao Ancestor, cannot change.

Although the gods were consumed by jealousy, they knew they couldn't act recklessly within the Purple Cloud Palace, so they could only keep their eyes fixed on the last wisp of primordial purple energy drifting in mid-air.

The last wisp of purple mist drifted and swayed, seemingly hesitant.

It swept past countless sacred beings without stopping.

Finally, it floated straight to Nuwa's side and slowly hovered there.

Upon seeing this, Hongjun's heart stirred.

Although Nuwa refused to accept him as a disciple, he possessed great merit and fortune. If she could use this purple energy to bind him to the Heavenly Dao, it would not be a bad thing.

Thinking of this, Hongjun spoke up with a sigh.

"This is destiny, Nuwa, you—"

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