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

"Boom—"

Black lightning bolts struck down one after another, and a huge blue ape roared to the sky, its six ears being the most striking feature.

The wind howled, as if nothing could escape his notice.

As the clubs continued to fall, Lu Er's aura became increasingly explosive, with a blue hurricane swirling around him, making his fighting spirit even more intense. He even felt a surge of excitement as he looked at Xing Tian outside the Dragon Virtue Palace.

"Another fighting seed."

Jin Peng raised an eyebrow: "Even the Great Witch Xingtian thinks so highly of Junior Brother Lu Er?"

"The Laws of Battle are designed specifically for combat," Xing Tian said in a deep voice. "If this kid reaches the peak of the Great Luo Realm, he might actually be able to exchange a few blows with this sorcerer."

"Two moves, Great Shaman, don't underestimate me." Kong Xuan chuckled. The Four Mischievous Monkeys, valued by their master, are a force to be reckoned with when they actually fight.

Xing Tian snorted coldly: "Kong Xuan, when shall we practice?"

"Alright!" Kong Xuan's eyes were sharp, and his brows were filled with arrogance. He had never been afraid of anyone at the same cultivation level.

"Stop!" Jin Peng stepped between the two of them. "It's just that you lost to my older brother before, is it really necessary to hold such a grudge?"

Xing Tian's eyes turned dangerous, and Jin Peng said to himself, "Today we're here to watch our junior brother undergo his tribulation, not to watch the two of you compete."

Kong Xuan raised his head, watching the thunderclouds dissipate, and said in a somewhat heavy tone, "The Three Flowers are about to bloom."

Jin Peng took a deep breath. Junior brother, you'd better step up!

Xing Tian remained silent. Although he was a member of the Wu clan, he knew the saying that the path of immortality was determined by the blooming of the three flowers.

The three stared intently at Lu Er in the void. The golden flower of essence slowly bloomed, its petals unfolding one by one. The laws of wind and battle intertwined around it, finally settling at the seventh grade, three flowers.

"Great!" Jin Peng exclaimed excitedly, "A flower of the seventh grade, the potential of a sage."

Although one may not necessarily attain sainthood, if one does not even have the seventh grade and three flowers, there is absolutely no possibility of attaining sainthood unless one is reincarnated and begins cultivation again.

Lu Er took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement. This day had finally arrived. His teacher had imprisoned him for tens of thousands of years, and today he had finally reaped the rewards.

"Come in," Haotian's voice rang out, carrying a hint of joy.

Lu Er was pulled into Longde Palace by Kong Xuan and Jin Peng, one on each side, and knelt down directly in front of the head of the table: "Disciple thanks Master for his hard work in planning."

Haotian stared at him intently: "You are now a Great Luo Golden Immortal. From now on, you will follow Kong Xuan Jinpeng and call me Master."

Lu Er was shocked. He could hardly believe what he had just heard. He couldn't believe that this day had actually come.

"Junior brother, what are you standing there for?" Jin Peng whispered a reminder.

Lu Er seemed to awaken from a dream, respectfully kowtowed, and loudly proclaimed, "Disciple Lu Er greets Master, may Master enjoy eternal bliss and boundless longevity."

Haotian nodded, and Lu Er was lifted up by the gentle force: "I don't have a suitable spiritual treasure for you yet. You can use this high-grade innate spiritual treasure staff for now and wait for a while."

Lu Er looked at the blue staff in front of him, his eyes reddening: "Thank you, Master."

Yaochi smiled slightly. The two of them did indeed possess top-grade innate spiritual treasures, but the spiritual treasures given to close relatives should always be appropriate.

In the quiet room of Longde Palace, the Supreme God of the Mysterious Vault was almost swung the Qiankun Cauldron until it was smoking.

With the three bodies united, Senior Brother's Haotian Three Treasures have been fused together. This time, he plans to reforge the three treasures and refine other spiritual treasures as well.

"Master, let Wuzhiqi work in my Diwei Hall," Lu Er said after thinking for a moment. "He is burdened with karma, so let him do more good deeds to cleanse it. Besides, we are all from the same origin as the Four Chaotic Monkeys."

"If I hadn't met Master, my fate would probably have been even worse than his. He has already lost his origin and will only be an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal in the future. He can still be considered an aid."

Haotian didn't even lift his eyelids: "You handle it. Since I've entrusted it to you, you can make your own decisions."

"Thank you, Master." Lu Er immediately grinned.

"Don't rush into seclusion. I have something I need you to do. Although we haven't achieved anything in recent years, we can't let our guard down." A figure emerged from Haotian's body; it was the Jade Emperor Daoist. "I will assist you in the coming years."

Lu Er was startled. Did his master still want him to continue monitoring those people?

Yaochi looked at Lu Er thoughtfully. Even the Jade Emperor Daoist had made a move. Senior Brother was indeed cautious.

"In less than thirty years, it will be time for the Peach Banquet. You should all go and prepare." Haotian waved his hand, and everyone bowed and left Longde Palace.

Yaochi turned her head to the side: "What are you thinking about, Senior Brother?"

Haotian pondered for a moment, then smiled wryly: "It's nothing, I just feel that my disciples have all grown up, and I imagine that your disciples are no less impressive."

"We'll see him at the Peach Banquet." Yaochi's brow twitched slightly. "What if Senior Brother Zhunti... really brings all his disciples?"

Among the sages, apart from Nuwa and Houtu who did not take any disciples, Laozi only had two disciples, and Yuanshi had the Twelve Golden Immortals who inherited the Daoist lineage, but there were also some outer disciples on Kunlun Mountain, and given his personality, he would certainly not bring them.

With Laozi and Yuanshi reprimanding him, Tongtian wouldn't do anything outrageous. The real fear is that Zhunti might pretend to be ignorant and bring all the disciples of Mount Sumeru to gain an advantage. He could actually do that.

Haotian rubbed his temples and sneered, "If he really does that, I'll hold a separate banquet for them in the West outside the South Heavenly Gate, so that all living beings in the primordial world can witness it."

Yaochi laughed so hard she almost fell over: "Senior Brother Zhunti certainly won't mind losing face, but I'm afraid the Western Sect disciples won't be able to handle it."

Haotian chuckled. The Peach Banquet is said to be open to the prehistoric world, but this time all the saints will come, and the dividing line is the Golden Immortal realm.

Only when a golden immortal's lifespan is equal to that of the heavens can one be considered to have taken a solid step on the path to immortality.

The Heavenly Soldiers of the Heavenly Court are all at least at the Immortal Realm. Even if these immortals of the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man climb the Heavenly Ladder, what can they do? Are they supposed to sit there at the Peach Banquet while the Heavenly Soldiers of the same realm stand guard outside the hall?

If someone is a disciple of a sage, they will naturally be looked up to, but they will still be respected because of the sage behind them. It's one thing if they bring a few True Immortals or Profound Immortals, but if they actually bring Human Immortals or Earth Immortals, they will probably be driven away by the other sages.

"Innate spiritual fruits are beneficial to all living beings. The prehistoric world is mostly populated by weak beings. Why don't we set the rules for the Peach Banquet this time?" Haotian said after thinking for a moment.

The original Peach Banquet was supposed to be a way for the Heavenly Emperor and Empress to recruit powerful figures from the Three Realms, but the truly powerful ones didn't care about such things. Only cultivators with weak cultivation joined, which was because the Heavenly Court was too weak back then. They are completely different now.

Yaochi's eyes flickered: "Senior Brother, do you mean to face the primordial world?"

"Indeed, the Heavenly Court is the ruler of the Three Realms and naturally must protect all living beings. The arrival of all the saints this time is the highest-level banquet, which can be held once every ten thousand years."

Yaochi continued, "Those weaker cultivators can hold their own banquets without inviting all the saints. This will make the Peach Banquet the highest-level banquet in the Three Realms, and people will join the Heavenly Court every time it is held."

"If even one immortal joins the Heavenly Court and breaks through to the Great Luo realm, then we've made a profit." Haotian chuckled. Most of the cultivators who join the Heavenly Court are ultimately low-level immortals and gods, and many more are strong individuals who dislike being bound by constraints.

"Alright, let's do it this way from now on, divided into three levels. The highest level is held once every ten thousand years to invite all the saints. The next level is held every six thousand years for those who have become immortals. The lowest level is held once every three thousand years, and all those who have become immortals can participate."

Yaochi spoke lightly and smoothly set the agenda. Haotian smiled and said that the immortals attending the Peach Banquet was somewhat like an emperor selecting disciples.

However, it is beneficial to the Heavenly Court.