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

As Venus waved his hand, and the otherworldly deities of the sun and moon withdrew from the Hall of Fragrant Breeze, all the immortals fell silent.

At this point, the Peach Banquet should have ended, but before the banquet began, the Heavenly Emperor had said that he would give the immortals an opportunity to enjoy it.

"I'm sure you fellow Daoists are impatient," Haotian chuckled, setting down the golden cup in his hand.

"Your Majesty, we await your decree." The immortals bowed in unison, awaiting the Heavenly Emperor's actions. After all, His Majesty was always generous, and since it was an opportunity, he would certainly not be stingy.

"Hmm—" Haotian touched his chin, which earned him a glare from Yaochi. Unlike his senior brothers Taiqing and Yuqing, his senior brother didn't have a beard, so touching his chin was pointless.

Before Haotian, the twelve-tasseled white jade crown traced a path as his gaze moved. Seeing the expectant expressions on the faces of the immortals, he slowly spoke: "This first matter concerns the immortals and gods whose divine souls have been listed!"

As soon as the words fell, even the sound of the flowing immortal energy became exceptionally clear throughout the banquet, and all the immortals unconsciously slowed their breathing.

The saints were also shaken, especially Tongtian, Jieyin, and Zhunti. Their eyes flashed with a sharp light, and they almost lost control of their aura. If it weren't for Laozi and Yuanshi suppressing them, Tongtian would probably have spoken out directly.

"Your Majesty... what does this mean?" Bodhi Daoist bowed deeply, his face full of excitement and his eyes filled with anticipation, as if he wanted to know if his guess was true.

Haotian saw through his thoughts at a glance, because Tongtian Jieyin had the same idea. He couldn't help but feel speechless. These immortals and gods were so capable precisely because they couldn't improve their cultivation due to the restrictions of the Investiture of the Gods.

He's not crazy; he's letting his perfectly healthy cattle and horses out in the wild!

Even Yaochi gently shook her head: "Fellow Daoist, you've lost your composure. Please sit down!"

"Yes, yes, thank you for reminding me, Your Majesty. I was just too excited." Bodhi smiled awkwardly, but his gaze swept over the Maitreya Medicine Master at the Great Luo Golden Immortal banquet, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

After all, he was a disciple whom I had painstakingly trained, but once his soul was on the list, he could only remain in this state forever!

If one's cultivation level cannot be improved, one may appear immortal, but in reality, one is nothing more than a puppet in another sense!

Tongtian's gaze swept over the former disciples of the Jie Sect, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. His mind was still not at peace!

Haotian and Yaochi exchanged glances, and many of the immortals and gods on the Investiture of the Gods were also excited, looking forward to what kind of opportunity he could bring them!

"Your Majesty," Haotian called out, turning his head to the side.

Yaochi was slightly taken aback. Her senior brother rarely addressed her so formally. He probably wanted her to do good deeds and help her gain prestige among the immortals. But her senior brother was powerful enough that he didn't need such methods.

Yaochi understood this point and couldn't help but smile, her eyes and brows blushing slightly. All the immortals bowed their heads, while Hongjun was delighted. It was naturally good that his two disciples could live in harmony and happiness.

A streak of light descended from the auspicious clouds, revealing a golden jade cup no larger than an inch in size. The cup was forged entirely from pure white holy light crystal jade, with heavenly holy patterns and divine runes of destiny carved on its outer wall. The patterns were pale gold, densely wrapped around the cup, with light and shadow flowing around them.

The cup's rim is quite wide, enveloped in a layer of soft, radiant white holy light, its halo warm and substantial.

The saints stared intently at the Holy Grail, the very same innate treasure chosen by the Empress in the Purple Cloud Palace—the Holy Grail of Destiny. For the Emperor and Empress, it was merely a decorative object; could it possibly possess other functions?

Yaochi Subai lightly touched the cup with her white fingers, and the cup slowly tilted. The immortals saw the liquid inside, which was clear and pale milky white, with fine golden light and a strange aura.

For a moment, the immortals were puzzled, only feeling that the divine water in the cup must have some mystery.

Yaochi sighed inwardly. If she hadn't chosen this item by accident, she wouldn't have known that this so-called Destiny Divine Water had such effects after refining it!

She held up the Holy Grail of Destiny and blew it downwards, causing several drops of holy water to fall and merge into Maitreya's body. Jieyin and Zhunti were startled, but seeing that Maitreya was unharmed, they slowly relaxed.

But in the next instant, all the immortals, including the saints, opened their eyes wide. Faint phantoms began to appear around Maitreya, all of whom were his believers in the Nine Provinces. They bowed towards the Maitreya Temple—the Wind Master, this was his divine position in the Heavenly Court.

One by one, the points of light converged, carrying countless prayers and merging into Maitreya's body. The holy water rippled in circles, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to surge, constantly converging towards Maitreya.

"boom--"

A storm of spiritual energy swept out, and the pressure of a quasi-saint with great supernatural powers swept out. All the immortals, including the saints, were shocked and stood up. Maitreya stood there blankly, turning his hands over and over. His eyes kept moving, feeling the abundant magic power in his body. He blinked hard before he realized that this was not an illusion.

"Your Majesty, I thank you!" Maitreya immediately knelt down and bowed respectfully, his tone still carrying disbelief.

Only then did the immortals seem to be awakened, their eyes burning with fervor, especially those who had been listed on the Investiture of the Gods. Their eyes were full of eagerness; they never imagined that they could still improve their cultivation in such circumstances.

For all living beings in the primordial world, self-cultivation is always the most fundamental!

Hongjun's eyes widened in surprise. The saints slowly turned their heads and bowed to the one above them, with Jieyin, Zhunti, and Tongtian's voices standing out the most: "Your Majesty, please enlighten us, what is this?"

Haotian's voice was calm: "This is the effect of the Holy Water of Destiny!"

The immortals were lifted up by the power in his voice, watching as Yaochi poured the holy water from the cup upwards. The holy water floated in the void and formed a water curtain. With a light touch of his fingertip, golden light revealed its true form.

A vast holy light spread out, which was the power of faith and vows condensed by countless beings. Among them, the power of incense and vows was refined by the holy light, and its origin became extremely pure. The faint aura of destiny within it was solemn and dignified, which was the key to breaking the imprisonment within Maitreya's body.

"This item carries some laws of destiny, and can filter the power of incense and wishes. It has a unique power of destiny, which can allow the immortals and gods whose souls are on the list to merge with the power of incense and wishes, thereby improving their cultivation." Yaochi's voice was soft, but to the ears of the immortals it was like thunder from the Purple Heaven.

Feeling the quasi-saintly pressure emanating from Maitreya, the immortals and gods whose souls had been listed took a deep breath and bowed in unison: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for bringing us a glimmer of hope!"

"You are celestial beings and gods of the Heavenly Court, in charge of the laws, and as deities of Heaven and Earth, you naturally know the wondrous uses of incense and the power of vows." Haotian became serious, and all the immortals responded in unison.

Only the other immortals and gods had shifty eyes and uneasy expressions!

Incense is poisonous—this is a saying that is not widely circulated among the beings of the primordial world, but cultivators who truly know the reason behind it scoff at it.

The immortals of the primordial world began to use human incense offerings on a large scale after the Heavenly Emperor established the Human-Immortal Pact. As long as they helped the human race, incense offerings would condense as the humans kowtowed and made vows, and the immortals could also refine their magical power and improve their fortune.

This can also be called the power of faith. Whether human beings are sincere or not, as long as they worship the gods, they can be called believers and will provide incense for the gods.

The gods are in charge of their divine positions and fulfill their duties, helping the human race to the best of their ability. The incense offerings they receive are their reward, and this is one part of the contract between humans and immortals.

The wondrous effects of incense surpass even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As for the claims that incense and faith are poisonous, these are merely the thoughts of some deities who only want to absorb the power of incense prayers without taking responsibility, acting selfishly and being disturbed by the prayers within the incense!