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

"Yao Ji pays respects to the Sage Taiqing." The woman's voice was gentle, but she carried an aloof air. Behind her were seven girls dressed in colorful clothes.

Laozi frowned and looked at her, then nodded secretly: "Get up. The Princess's path of forgetting emotions is becoming more and more refined. I haven't passed on my method to the wrong person."

Yao Ji bowed again: "I dare not accept the title of Princess of the Sage. I have received the Sage's teachings, so it is only right that I serve him as a disciple."

"In that case, I will bestow upon you a title." Laozi nodded, looking at the seven eight-year-old children behind him, his brows furrowed with nobility, yet his eyes were filled with innocent purity.

"Are these the seven princesses born to the Heavenly Queen?" Nuwa smiled. The couple was truly wealthy and powerful. In the chaos, the Seven-Colored Immortal Robe was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and now it had been upgraded to the highest grade.

"Indeed." Yao Ji embraced them one by one, her brows furrowed with kindness. "Quickly pay your respects to the sages."

The seven girls looked on with curiosity, but they also knew that the saints were of high status. They bowed in unison and said, "Red Rainbow/Orange Rainbow/Yellow Rainbow/Green Rainbow/Azure Rainbow/Blue Rainbow/Purple Rainbow pay their respects to the saints. May the saints enjoy eternal bliss and long life."

The saints felt exceptionally cheerful listening to the child's innocent words. Laozi took out seven jade bottles and handed them over, and the other saints also presented their magical treasures.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The seven princesses held hands and thanked him, carefully placing the gifts into the treasure pouches at their waists. These gifts were also innate spiritual treasures with spatial attributes.

"If the Heavenly Emperor and Empress have a few more children, we won't have any gifts to give them," Yuanshi joked, but couldn't help but glare at Tongtian.

Even such a young princess is so well-mannered; your former disciples of the Jie Sect are far inferior.

Tongtian lowered his head, but Yaoji walked over and bowed gracefully: "Your Majesty, my royal brother sent me to collect what Your Majesty promised."

All the saints looked over instantly, and Tongtian took out a formation diagram that looked like gold and jade, and it seemed to have traces of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Laozi and Yuanshi frowned. When the Heavenly Emperor issued the imperial decree, they were also confused. It took the three brothers eight thousand years to complete this item. The three thousand nodes made them think of the Three Thousand Worlds.

Although this item's aura surpasses that of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, it is still far from sufficient to connect with the world. It is unknown what other schemes the Heavenly Emperor may have.

"Then I shall take my leave." Yao Ji bowed and was about to leave with the seven princesses when she suddenly stopped, her lips parted, and her voice reached the ears of the Three Pure Ones.

"During the Peach Banquet, Your Majesty must ensure that your disciples are utterly respectful to your elder brother and do not show any anger over seating arrangements, or they will surely miss this opportunity."

The three Qings were startled, but Yao Ji had already gone far away. The three exchanged a glance, their expressions extremely solemn. Was this seating arrangement intentionally made by the Heavenly Emperor?

As for opportunities, what opportunities could they possibly have at their level!

"What are you thinking about, Senior Brother Sanqing?" Nuwa's voice suddenly came from the side.

Laozi quickly composed himself, picked up a golden apple from the table, and said, "I am curious about these spiritual fruits. Their aura is exactly the same as that of top-grade innate spiritual roots, but they contain strange laws. I suppose they can be used to refine a good batch of pills."

Nuwa nodded and curiously examined it. This object appeared to contain pure Geng metal power, and it was indeed a spiritual fruit full of vitality, containing a special law that could make people retain their youth and resist the passage of time.

"It should be a spiritual fruit from outside the world. Since the Heavenly Court servants have presented it, it naturally won't harm the immortals and gods of our Primordial World."

Laozi breathed a sigh of relief and transmitted his voice directly to Yuanshi Tongtian: "Yunhua must know something to say like this. You two should tell your disciples not to show any resentment."

The two nodded heavily and quickly sent a telepathic message to their disciples. Laozi, scanning the immortals in the hall, was also secretly alarmed.

The Queen Mother of the West was at the peak of Quasi-Saint, as were Xihe and Wangshu. Even Bai Ze had broken through to the peak of Quasi-Saint. The Daoist charm deep within their primordial spirits was clearly bestowed by the Heavenly Emperor with the Primordial Purple Qi.

Tu Shan was in the late stage of Quasi-Saint, Shang Yang and Jimeng were in the middle stage of Quasi-Saint, and many of the Zhou Tian Star Lords also attained the quasi-Saint realm. After the great calamity, all the immortals in the prehistoric world made breakthroughs, but the Heavenly Court reaped the greatest rewards.

Before long, all the princes and princesses of the Heavenly Court entered through the palace gates and took their seats.

"clang--"

Suddenly, nine clear tones descended from the heavens, their melodious sound dispelling the clouds and mist.

Suddenly, celestial music filled the air, and thirty-six rows of celestial maidens, facing each other in pairs, held dragon and phoenix palace fans and stood on either side of the imperial steps, their white sleeves drooping lightly and their cloud-like robes fluttering. The flowing clouds in the sky slowly dispersed to both sides, and a layer of auspicious white mist, as thin as a cicada's wing, slowly spread out.

Haotian slowly emerged from Lingxiao, wearing a golden twelve-patterned imperial robe, with jade tassels hanging from the crown, and a black ribbon embroidered with the patterns of mountains and rivers. A faint, serene, and ethereal aura of heavenly rules and Dao flowed around him, exuding a majestic and profound aura, quietly concealing his imperial power.

Beside her, Yaochi wore a purple-gold phoenix crown, with pearls hanging down, a seven-colored rosy robe flowing and trailing on the ground, and a long golden phoenix-patterned skirt that lightly brushed the clouds with her steps. Her expression was dignified and serene, and she was surrounded by a warm and ethereal aura.

The two ascended the steps one by one, carried by auspicious clouds and celestial light to the throne.

Venus flicked his whisk, and his voice instantly resounded throughout the Heavenly Court: "The Heavenly Emperor and Empress have arrived! All immortals pay their respects!"

"Your Majesty/We pay homage to the Great Heavenly Venerable, wishing Your Majesty and Empress eternal bliss and boundless longevity."

"Rise, my lords." Haotian Yaochi's voice rang out, carrying a faint air of authority, seemingly coming from the end of the Great Dao, making it difficult to hear clearly.

All the immortals were lifted up by the gentle force, including the sages. Laozi smiled, seemingly unsurprised by this.

Haotian's divine eye swept across the area, and his gaze lingered on Jieyin's side for a moment. Zhunti was so frightened that he dared not come any further.

Since the Peach Banquet hasn't officially started yet, this guy can't really be considered to have broken his promise.

Seeing that the immortals had not yet taken their seats, Haotian was about to speak when his gaze suddenly turned to the heavens, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

"All of you, follow me to welcome our Master and Senior Yangmei." Haotian stepped down from the throne and rushed to the outside of the Pixiang Palace. The saints followed, and the immortals also quickly followed, bowing in unison with the Heavenly Emperor and Empress.

Above, the sea of ​​clouds slowly calmed down, and the surrounding celestial mist seemed to be gently enveloped by an invisible Daoist aura.

Deep within the clouds, two figures slowly stepped into the void. The one in front was Hongjun Daozu, dressed in a simple purple Daoist robe without any elaborate embroidery, exuding an ancient and serene aura. His face was peaceful and tranquil, and the trajectory of the Zhou Tian Dao's operation was hidden between the opening and closing of his eyes.

A faint cloud of primordial auspiciousness slowly unfolded above his head. The cloud was restrained and unassuming, without any overwhelming pressure. A disc was faintly visible, with the three thousand Great Daos coiled on it, causing the surrounding laws to stagnate slightly.

With each step, auspicious clouds appeared beneath his feet, all sounds were calm and peaceful, and the seasons of heaven and earth seemed to slow down with his steps.

Walking beside him was a Taoist priest with raised eyebrows, dressed in a green, wide-sleeved Taoist robe, his clothes fluttering and spotless.

Two long, slender, white eyebrows hung down to her waist, swaying slightly in the wind. There was no trace of auspicious cloud or divine light around her, and her aura was so faint that it seemed to blend into the clouds and the void. Only the space around her body rippled slightly, and the void patterns appeared and disappeared, implying the Great Dao of Space.

Behind my head, there seemed to be a hazy, ethereal willow tree, its thousands of slender branches swaying gently, silently parting the clouds and mist.

The two did not ride on clouds or in a chariot; it was as if they had simply taken a step and arrived in front of the Pixiang Palace from beyond the heavens.