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

"Disciple Haotian/Yaochi, leading all the immortals, respectfully welcomes our master, Senior Yangmei, to the Heavenly Court."

"Disciple respectfully welcomes Master/Dao Ancestor, Senior Yangmei."

The resounding voice instantly spread throughout the Heavenly Court, even causing the clouds to ripple. Noble beings like the Heavenly Emperor, and those with cultivation levels as low as Celestial Immortals, all bowed down in unison.

Hongjun nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the immortals, his voice calm and melodious, clear and resonant without being loud: "I have come to witness the Heavenly Peach Banquet at the invitation of the Heavenly Emperor."

As the sound rang out, all the immortals were lifted up. A look of surprise flashed in Haotian's eyes. He had already reached the ninth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm and would break through soon. Now, feeling his master's great power, he was afraid that if he did not use the Great Dao Heavenly Heart Finger, he would be far from being his master's match.

Raising his eyebrows, he gazed at the celestial scenery of the Heavenly Court, chuckled softly, and said in an ethereal voice, "I have long admired the Heavenly Court's peaches of immortality. Today, on the occasion of this grand gathering, I have come here with Fellow Daoist Hongjun."

"Master's arrival truly brings honor to our Heavenly Court." A female voice suddenly rang out, and Long Ji, dressed in a red dress, gracefully bowed down, the golden crown on her head jingling with each movement. "Disciple pays respects to Master. It has been many years since I last visited Zixiao Palace. Please forgive me."

He raised his eyebrows and looked her up and down, sensing the Dao aura emanating from her, which was faintly connected to the Great Luo Heaven of Ten Thousand Saints. He couldn't help but smile and say, "The path of the Dao is of utmost importance. You are already in the late stage of Quasi-Saint, and you have severed both the good and evil corpses. Being able to carry out my Dao principles is more important than any number of visits."

The saints lowered their brows, while the immortals of the primordial world all looked astonished. They had understood the merits of this senior with raised eyebrows after the saints returned and the Heavenly Emperor bestowed rewards upon the immortals of the primordial world; he was an existence at the same level as the Dao Ancestor.

They actually took Princess Longji as their disciple!

"This disciple will certainly live up to Master's teachings," Longji said with a radiant smile.

"Disciple helps Master to take his seat." Haotian watched as the master and disciple finished exchanging pleasantries, and then, together with Yaochi, they helped Hongjun walk forward, one on each side.

He wanted to use this attitude to tell all living beings in the primordial world that even though his master was about to leave the chaos, he was still the Dao Ancestor of the primordial world and the founder of the immortal path!

Yang Mei watched as Hongjun was helped inside with a smile, and couldn't help but hum silently. She raised her left arm in a pretentious manner, and Long Ji smiled and quickly stepped forward to help her.

After the two were seated, Yang Mei sighed and said, "No wonder you take on so many disciples. It must feel quite nice to have disciples serving you."

Hongjun glanced at him, and was also moved by what Haotian had done. Just now, he truly felt like an old man of the mortal race. Even his ancient and unwavering Dao heart was shaken by this. Haotian Yaochi was just like his children, serving their father like an ordinary person.

He also understood that Haotian's disciple was afraid that if he lost the Primordial Purple Qi, his fortune would gradually decrease in the future. After all, the Heavenly Dao Saint and the Primordial Golden Immortal were, to the Primordial World, one an insider and the other an outsider.

By doing this, he is declaring to all living beings that he will forever be the ancestor of the primordial world, and that even if the Three Pure Ones take over the immortal path in the future, he will still have the honor of being the imperial tutor and enjoy the good fortune.

Seeing the moved look in Hongjun's eyes, he raised an eyebrow, curled his lip, and tossed a round bead to Longji: "Disciple, I have nothing of value. This is the merit bestowed upon me by Heaven last time. I have no use for it, so you take it!"

The immortals gasped, and even the saints gasped for breath. When they returned, golden clouds of primordial merit covered the sky and the sun. The least meritorious among them was 20 billion, not to mention their master and Senior Yangmei.

At least a hundred billion is secured, since stopping two demon gods above the Hunyuan level is more important than killing several saints.

Rounding down, this is how Longji was granted a holy position!

"Disciple thanks Master." Longji bowed deeply. "Now that Master and Grandmaster Hongjun have taken their seats, disciple will take his leave."

Raising his eyebrows and nodding, Haotian said loudly, "Please take your seats."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The immortals bowed again and then slowly sat down.

Hongjun's divine eye swept over them, but his gaze suddenly paused. He had been focused on Haotian Yaochi and hadn't noticed that someone was missing.

"Why isn't Zhunti here?" Although the voice was soft, Jieyin was certain that he could detect displeasure in it.

"What? The Heavenly Emperor is hosting a banquet, and he dares to put on airs? I didn't hold your defection from the Xuan sect to Buddhism, but you so blatantly disregard the Heavenly Emperor's decree? Do you think I'm being too merciful?"

Hongjun showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, a faint primordial Dao aura enveloped the entire Pixiang Palace, comparable to the Heavenly Dao itself. The flowing clouds and mist made the palace even more serene and tranquil.

Jieyin's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face was filled with horror. Even his master no longer referred to himself as "Master" but as "this humble Daoist," which showed that he was very dissatisfied.

"Master, please allow me to inform you that Junior Brother Zhunti did come; he was waiting for you to arrive so that he could fulfill His Majesty's decree under your witness."

Hongjun glanced at him, and at the same time Haotian looked to the west, where a Taoist priest with a yellow face and thin body, wearing his hair in two buns, stood quietly in the void. Boundless light, the light of the sun and moon, and pure light emanated from his body, and his face was extremely peaceful.

Sensing the gazes of everyone, Zhunti bowed deeply, then straightened up, his aura radiating outwards, directly connecting with the Heavenly Dao. In the blink of an eye, Buddhist light emanated, and his voice, imbued with Sanskrit meaning, resounded throughout the primordial world:

"Heaven above, I am Zhunti, the second master of Buddhism, and a disciple of Hongjun Daozu of Zixiao Palace. I feel that the Western land has experienced several great calamities, the earth's veins have collapsed, the spiritual veins have dissipated, malevolent energy pervades the mountains and rivers, the spiritual energy is gradually declining, and the soil is barren and it is difficult to produce spiritual beauty."

I, Zhunti, have been ordered by the Heavenly Emperor to repair the earth's veins. Of the five elements and four directions, the west is associated with metal. I, this humble monk, now swear by my soul and Dao heart, and appeal to the Heavenly Dao, that I am willing to relinquish my own Bodhi origin, scatter all my cultivation, and abandon my sixteen-foot golden body, in order to suppress the scattered evil spirits, straighten the disordered mountain and river veins, nourish the withered veins, and harmonize the turbid energy of the west.

Gold is the bone of the earth. May all beings in the West become independent and strong in the future, protecting the primordial world. Amitabha! I will never be the mother of Cundi Buddha!

As soon as he finished speaking, the void trembled slightly, and a beam of spiritual light descended from the Heavenly Court, imprinting itself on Zhunti.

Without a deafening explosion, Zhunti revealed his sixteen-foot-tall golden body with eighteen arms, making his aura approach the fourth level of the Hunyuan Realm. But in the next instant, the golden body decayed, and his Dao body scattered like sand.

A gentle breeze stirred, and everything drifted away with the wind, slowly merging into the western continent.

The immortals felt a tremor coming from the heavens below, as if an earth dragon was turning over beneath the western continent. Blinding white light was constantly generated, which was the golden body origin constructed with the law of metal merging into it. Various metal-attribute divine materials were constantly being born on the earth, and Bodhi trees were constantly growing on the earth veins.

"Buzz—"

Heaven and earth wept as a sage sacrificed himself to repair the earth's veins. All the sages bowed slightly to the west, their expressions solemn. With the sacrifice of a sage, the western continent was repaired by half!

In the past, with Zhunti's power, he could have repaired at least 30% of it. But now the world has expanded, the origin of heaven and earth has improved, and the wounds of the Western continent have also increased. Although a saint is important to heaven and earth, he is nothing special!

The void was filled with a dark yellow color. A Taoist emerged from the origin of the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao Saint was immortal and indestructible, but his aura had weakened considerably. He had sacrificed his golden body, leaving him with only his own cultivation.

In the future, he will be just an ordinary Heavenly Saint, and it will take him many eons to regain his sixteen-foot golden body.

Twenty percent of the Xuanhuang Merit disappeared with Zhunti's resurrection, and the rest was about to fall. Zhunti looked at Mount Sumeru with reluctance, pointed his finger, and the golden cloud of merit turned into water of merit, flowing into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Zhunti's eyes reddened as she bowed slightly towards the Heavenly Court, her voice echoing throughout the primordial world, as if declaring: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, from this day forward there is no more Buddhist Mother Zhunti, only the Bodhi Daoist!"