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

Three hundred years later.

The Jade Pool Wonderland is shrouded in mist, with celestial energy condensing and falling like rain. Celestial maidens dance gracefully in the palace, and the Jade Pool of the Heavenly Emperor watches with great interest.

Longji and Yang Chan whispered to each other, while Bo Huang idly tasted the spiritual fruits one by one.

"Master seems to be living a pretty leisurely life every day." Jin Peng chuckled as he tossed the spiritual fruit in his hand.

"Yes, when you attain sainthood, you can also be as leisurely as your master." A precious jade fruit fell from above and hit Jinpeng directly on the forehead.

"Master, why are you holding a grudge against your disciple?" Jinpeng cried out, clutching his forehead.

Haotian snorted lightly, offering no reply. Jinpeng glanced sullenly to the side, asking, "Has Xuantian not emerged from seclusion yet?"

"No, I'm being scolded by Master Taiqing." A voice came from outside the hall. Yao Ji, dressed in the Nine Heavens Mystic Robe and wearing the Separation Ring on her wrist, bowed to the person above her, "Royal Brother, Royal Sister-in-law."

"Get up. Did you just come back from Tushita Palace?"

"That's right." Yao Ji sat down beside Yang Chan and stroked her hair. "After listening to Laozi's sermon, he was about to go to the Three Pure Ones Heaven to visit him when Xuan Du returned and said that Master Taiqing was reprimanding Xuan Tian. He pleaded for him and was kicked out."

Everyone was astonished. Master Taiqing was usually very easy to talk to, so why was he still angry after three hundred years?

Jin Peng and Lu Er exchanged a glance. Who would have thought this would happen!

"I will not interfere with my senior brother's instruction of his disciples, and you are not allowed to go again." Haotian saw that Yaoji was somewhat tempted, so he directly stopped her.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I understand." Yao Ji sighed.

"Are Jiao'er and Jian'er still not out of seclusion?" Yaochi asked with a smile, changing the subject.

Yao Ji perked up and laughed, "Not yet. Jiao'er has the help of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the assistance of their essence and blood. He wants to comprehend the laws of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Jian'er is even more ambitious and wants to merge with the Heavenly Eye."

"Oh?" Haotian exclaimed in surprise, "You have some ambition."

"Where is Chan'er?" Yaochi's gaze fell upon her, gentle yet stern. "Both of your brothers are working hard; why don't you put some pressure on yourself?"

Yang Chan smiled sweetly: "Aunt, don't underestimate me!"

"What, you've surprised us too?" Haotian's brow twitched. "If you can surprise us, your uncle will give you a gift."

"This is what my uncle said, I can't go back on my word." Yang Chan immediately released her arms from Yao Ji's waist and stood gracefully in the hall.

"My words are law; when have I ever lied to you?"

Yang Chan laughed crisply, opened her palm, and green divine light continuously condensed, transforming into a life seed the size of a fingernail.

As she tilted her palm, the seed fell directly to the ground and took root. Infused with the laws of life, the entirely green spiritual tree continued to grow until it reached a height of a thousand feet.

"Condense!" Yang Chan shouted, and the life law she injected suddenly increased. The Tree of Life trembled three times and instantly burst forth with green divine light. A rich emerald light emanated from the trunk, as if all life power was converging into it.

Yang Chan's forehead gradually became covered in cold sweat, and the pressure from the tree trunk grew heavier and heavier. Long Ji's eyes shone with curiosity as he watched the pressure grow to be equal to Yang Chan's.

"Ugh—ah!" Yang Chan groaned, her face turning pale. Although she was constantly absorbing the dense spiritual energy, her internal magic power was gradually drying up.

The spiritual fruit suddenly burst forth with a powerful light, causing Yang Chan to stagger back three steps. All eyes in the hall were drawn to it—the pressure from the peak of the Great Luo realm was even higher than Yang Chan's own late-stage Great Luo realm.

Yang Chan was panting heavily when Bo Huang transferred a wisp of magic to her: "Not finished yet?"

"Yes, it still doesn't work." Yang Chan was a little discouraged, but she quickly cheered up. "If I can settle down for a few more years, I'll definitely be able to."

"Is this the homework assigned to you by the Goddess Nuwa?" Yao Ji glanced at Bo Huang without leaving a trace.

"Yes." Yang Chan waved her hand and dispersed the Tree of Life, leaving only the Fruit of Life. "Master instructed me to grow a Fruit of Life and only allow me to break through when I reach the Quasi-Saint realm."

Longji hesitated: "It can't be that simple. Even so, our foundation is still not as good as my two cousins."

As the only disciple of Nuwa, she wouldn't allow her cousin Chan'er's foundation to be inferior to her two younger cousins.

"Of course not." Yang Chan curtsied to the person at the head of the table. "It's all thanks to my uncle that the two demon gods, Kurong and Shenhua, were able to enter the prehistoric world."

"How so?" A glint of light flashed in Haotian's eyes.

"If the laws of life aren't enough, then add another one." Yang Chan spread out her left hand, from which a faint black aura of death lingered.

"The Law of Death!" Yao Ji, Bo Huang, and the others were utterly shocked. "When did you comprehend it?"

"My master was discussing the Dao with the Demon God of Withering and Flourishing, while the Demon God of Divine Flower was also explaining the Dao of Growth. After listening to so much, I gained some understanding." Yang Chan smiled smugly.

"Therefore, I plan to try to combine life and death after I reach the peak of the Great Luo realm, cultivate a fruit of life and death, and then prove myself as a Quasi-Saint. That way, I won't be inferior to my eldest and second eldest brothers."

"Clap clap clap—"

Haotian Yaochi clapped his hands, his eyes full of admiration: "If you comprehend these two laws at the Taiyi realm, the blooming of the seventh grade flower will be no problem at all."

Yang Chan shook her head: "Back then, my aptitude was not as good as it is now. It was already a rare achievement to be able to comprehend life. I dared not ask for more. Now that the world has changed so much, I am already very satisfied with the opportunity I have now."

The people in the hall nodded in agreement, showing absolutely no pride.

"Little Chan'er, you've kept this a secret for a long time." Longji pulled her over and looked her over carefully. "You even kept it from your cousin."

Yang Chan chuckled: "I didn't have time to say it. I've only comprehended the Law of Death for less than a hundred years."

"Uncle, what gift are you going to give Chan'er?" She looked expectantly at the head of the table, knowing that her uncle was always very generous.

"How could I lie to you?" Haotian chuckled. "Jinpeng, give your Three Treasures of Heaven, Earth, and Man to Chan'er."

"Ah...?" Jin Peng was caught off guard, and Yao Ji and Yang Chan's expressions also changed. "Brother/Uncle, how can we accept this?"

How could we let Jinpeng give up his spiritual treasure!

"It's me again." Jin Peng frowned, but his hands moved quickly. Last time, he had asked Lu Er to take over the World-Burning Demon Sword.

"Junior sister, you take these." Jin Peng tossed the three treasures of Heaven, Earth, and Man to the bewildered Yang Chan, chuckling, "Master must have other plans."

"You're so clever." Haotian chuckled, and a dark gourd appeared from his sleeve, emanating a powerful aura.

"The Chaos Devouring Gourd!" Long Jijinpeng exclaimed in shock. There was a powerful artifact spirit inside this gourd!

Haotian reached out and grabbed, and a wisp of aura emanated from Jinpeng. He cast a few hand seals and tossed the gourd to Jinpeng: "Don't even think about finding a loophole. I have sealed the Devouring Demon God. His cultivation level is the same as yours. He can only unseal it completely if you break through to the mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal."

Jin Peng's happy expression faded slightly upon seeing the gourd: "Alright, thank you, Master."

Haotian gestured at him twice, then looked at Yang Chan: "Each of you, brother and sister, will have one of these three treasures of Heaven, Earth, and Man, so that you can make a living in the future."

"Thank you, Uncle, thank you, Senior Brother Jinpeng." Yang Chan hugged the three spiritual treasures and touched the Lotus Lantern with great affection. For some reason, she felt that this item was very compatible with her.

"Yaoji, once the journey to the west is over, you will take charge of the Myriad Sounds Wind Chimes."

"Brother, this..." Yao Ji hesitated, after all, it was a supreme innate treasure.

"Take it." Haotian shook his head. "This item is kept in the Heavenly Court, and your sister-in-law and I only use it for listening to music. Chan'er and the others have given it to a treasure, how can you not give it to them?"

Yao Ji smiled wryly: "That's not what I meant, it's just that Hong'er and the others don't have any treasures to protect them."

"Their temperament is not suitable for controlling the supreme treasure. Let them attain the quasi-sainthood, and I will find a way." Haotian chuckled. If Hong'er and the other seven get the supreme treasure, they will probably be able to show off from the prehistoric world to the three thousand worlds.

"Then thank you very much, Your Majesty." Yao Ji bowed gracefully.

"Buzz—"

A streak of light flew in from outside the hall, transforming into a blue hair that landed in Lu Er's hand. After sensing it, he looked up and said, "Master, the stone monkey has gone down the mountain."