Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

As Nuwa and Haotian approached with smiles, the Three Pure Ones fell silent.

Tongtian's eyes were particularly strange, almost turning into the shape of a Bagua diagram, as if he was about to ask Haotian: What kind of bewitching potion did you give Nuwa?

You can even smile at someone who killed your brother; you're more eloquent than those two Westerners!

"The matter has been resolved, Senior Brother, there's no need to worry," Haotian said with a smile, looking exceptionally relaxed.

Yuanshi chuckled, "This is not the time for you to cry for help!"

"Now that the problem is solved, we shall return to the mountain. Junior Sister, why don't you come with us?" Laozi gave Haotian a deep look, then raised his head and asked Nuwa.

"Alright." Nuwa responded, secretly chuckling to herself, "Does my senior brother think I'll secretly take action against Haotian?"

Startled by Laozi's strange glance, Haotian frowned and mechanically bowed, saying, "Respectfully seeing off the Sage."

They stood up again, and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation had been deactivated. The twelve Ancestral Witches stood in place.

"Thank you for saving Gonggong's life, fellow Daoist," Dijiang said, cupping his hands in thanks. The other Ancestral Witches also looked grateful, for it was a matter of karma with a sage.

Haotian smiled indifferently: "Since I made an agreement with you all to protect you, I will naturally not allow you, Fellow Daoist Gonggong, to be harmed. However, I hope that you will all be careful with your words and actions in the future."

Dijiang's gaze swept across the faces of the Ancestral Witches, and he said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I will discipline them well."

Haotian nodded slightly and looked at Houtu: "Fellow Daoist, Master has already agreed to that matter. After I refine it further, I will go with Senior Brother Sanqing, and we will have a greater chance of success."

"Very well." Houtu's expression was neither happy nor sad. She glanced at Buzhou Mountain and said, "I believe in you, my friend."

Dijiang hesitated to speak, while the other ancestral witches remained puzzled.

Haotian breathed a sigh of relief: "A thousand years from now, I will ascend to the throne as the Heavenly Emperor. I invite all fellow Daoists to come and witness the ceremony."

His eyes were deep, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate the skin and reach the depths of the eyes. Di Jiang did not hesitate: "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, what I have promised will not change. Please remember that as well."

"Alright!" Haotian pursed his lips, hoping that even after he revealed the method of proving the Dao, you would still be so arrogant.

Watching the Ancestral Witch depart, Haotian turned and returned to the Heavenly Court.

"This humble deity respectfully welcomes Your Majesty, and wishes Your Majesty eternal bliss and eternal rule over the primordial world!"

Led by Bai Ze and Kunpeng, the demon gods Shang Yang and Jimeng, along with hundreds of Great Luo Golden Immortals and other members of their clan, all bowed down in a grand procession.

Yaochi emerged from behind the South Heavenly Gate, smiling and curtsying: "Senior Brother."

Haotian walked over, took her hand, and shook his head with a smile: "Junior sister, why be so distant?"

The two walked side by side. The carved beams and painted rafters of the Heavenly Court, once the iconic buildings unique to the demon race, had all been demolished and replaced with carvings that Haotian Yaochi and the two liked. Even many palaces had been leveled.

Bai Ze and Kunpeng followed behind, while Taibai Jinxing led the star gods from afar: "This humble god greets Your Majesty. The Lingxiao Palace has been thoroughly cleaned and is now open to Your Majesty."

Bai Ze and Kunpeng exchanged a glance. They were working undercover among the demon race, while these star gods spent their days with His Majesty and seemed exceptionally close.

Tu Shan rushed over and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, I have already organized the Heavenly Treasury. All the resources, spiritual treasures, and divine objects are listed in the Dragon Virtue Palace. Please review them."

"Oh, the Dragon Palace is finished?" Haotian was somewhat surprised, so fast.

As the place where the gods pay homage, Lingxiao Palace is naturally not a place he can stay all day. Yaochi is a fairyland in the Jade Pool, which is considered a harem, but he can still handle affairs there.

But other cultivators from the Heavenly Court will also come, and it's impossible to lead them all to the Jade Pool Wonderland, since that's where they'll be living.

Longde Palace was a palace he commissioned to be built specifically for him, where he could handle official business and relax in his spare time.

"Yes, with the help of fellow Daoists Kunpeng and Bai Ze, the Heavenly Crafts Department completed the project in just five hundred years," Tu Shan replied.

Bai Ze and Kunpeng smiled and said, "So what if your Star God Clan has served His Majesty for many years? We, the old ministers of the Heavenly Court, are His Majesty's true confidants."

Amidst laughter and conversation, the group arrived in front of the Longde Palace. Haotian's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but look at Bai Ze and Kunpeng. These two had built the Longde Palace to be almost on par with the Lingxiao Palace.

The beams and rafters are carved with various mythical beast patterns, making them extremely noble. Moreover, they are made of Vajra Spirit-Breaking Crystal Stone, Fire Flame Crystal, or Deep Sea Divine Iron, with starlight scattered on them, indicating that they are also mixed with the essence of stars.

Venus's expression darkened. These celestial essences originally belonged to them, but they had been seized by the demon race.

"There's still some star essence left after crafting the Star Banner?" Haotian wondered, pulling Yaochi to sit on the throne.

Bai Ze quickly bowed and said, "Your Majesty, there is a surplus. We thought that Your Majesty, as the Heavenly Emperor, should not only rule the demon race, but also hold the entire universe, the primordial land, and the four seas in your hands. So, I discussed with Fellow Daoist Kunpeng and gathered various divine objects from the primordial world to build the Dragon Virtue Palace."

Haotian nodded in satisfaction, and Kunpeng immediately said, "Your Majesty, I have already put the remaining essence of the stars into the treasury, and Fellow Daoist Tushan has also sorted it out and presented it on the jade table."

Tu Shan stroked his beard and laughed, "What you two fellow Daoists say is quite right, Your Majesty. All the Star Banners of the Demon Court have been collected and none have been scattered. Please make arrangements, Your Majesty."

Yaochi's lips moved slightly, and her voice reached Haotian's ears: "I have checked, and there is nothing missing. However, Fellow Daoist Xihe has been waiting anxiously, while Changxi was forcibly taken back to Taiyin Star by Fellow Daoist Wangshu."

"Since Senior Brother does not intend to kill the Golden Crow Prince, this matter should be handled with caution."

As she spoke, she glanced at the gods below, and Haotian nodded slightly.

He knew what Yaochi was worried about: he feared that if he dealt with the situation too harshly, it would alienate the gods. Although some demon gods dared not flee, they were not necessarily truly subservient to him.

As Haotian was pondering, a beam of light descended from the Sun Star. It seemed that the Sun Goddess Xihe had sensed his entry into the Heavenly Court and was coming to discuss the matter of the Golden Crow Prince.

"Bai Ze, go and welcome Fellow Daoist Xihe in."

The gods were taken aback, their expressions varied, except for the demon god who originally belonged to Haotian, the others had extremely complicated expressions.

Regardless, Xihe was once a demon queen!

However, during the previous great battle, Emperor Jun sacrificed his own child for the sake of the Primordial Purple Qi, which led to the Demon Queen turning against him on the spot. They were unsure how to treat this former mistress.

Seeing Bai Ze leading a woman in red, the gods became somewhat restless. Haotian and Yaochi looked over and saw Xihe with a troubled expression, her hair disheveled and hairpins askew, her face full of worry.

Xihe raised her head, looked at the two people on the throne, and bowed down without hesitation: "Sun Goddess Xihe pays respects to the Heavenly Emperor and Empress!"

Haotian gently raised his hand, preventing her from kneeling completely. A golden light flashed at his fingertips, and a golden chair appeared: "Although the Demon Court has been destroyed, we are still listening to the Dao in Zixiao Palace. Fellow Daoist, there is no need for you to do this."

This guy is really sensible. He is called the Heavenly Emperor by Bai Ze and others, but he has not yet formally reported to the Heavenly Dao. Yet Xi He cannot see the slightest reluctance.

Xihe was taken aback. Looking at Haotian's sincere face, she couldn't help but sigh, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

He then walked over and sat down to the side. Many demon gods' eyes flickered, and it seemed that this emperor did not want to exterminate them all.

Haotian sneered inwardly. Xihe has already turned against him; I must have lost my mind to humiliate her.

Treating former fellow Daoists with courtesy, without paying any price, naturally wins over the hearts of some demon gods.

Although I am able to support the Heavenly Court, the more people who submit to me, the more fortune I will receive.

"I know why you have come, my friend." Haotian chuckled, and with a wave of his sleeve, ten small sun stars appeared in Longde Palace.