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

The Jade Pool Wonderland.

Haotian was like a deflated balloon, occasionally letting out a "poof" sound, which made Yaochi both embarrassed and angry.

He truly hadn't expected that Yaochi and Nuwa would come up with such a method—to observe people caught in the throes of love's tribulations up close and one-on-one in real time. Unfortunately, things went awry.

What a failure!

Yaochi glared at him, stood up with a cold face, and was about to stand behind him when Haotian grabbed her arm: "Forget it, how could Junior Sister handle such a matter of service? I was just making a bet with you."

Yaochi punched him on the shoulder, and Haotian raised an eyebrow: "You weren't planning to use that much force to massage your brother's back, were you?"

"You're so lucky!" Yaochi scoffed, sitting back down with a hint of melancholy in her voice. "What do we do now?"

"So be it!" Haotian shook his head, looking at Yang Chan who had already returned to Mount Hua. "You seem to have backfired. Chan'er was frightened."

Yaochi sighed, "If she can sever her emotional ties with her sword, then she has shown some resolve."

"If you survive this tribulation, you will be able to attain the quasi-sainthood; otherwise, you will have to waste some years," Haotian snorted.

"If that person succeeds in cultivation after reincarnation, that would be good..." Yaochi paused, shook her head, and said nothing more.

If she were just a mortal, Yang Chan would also have to bear the crime of being forbidden from marrying a mortal. It all depends on her resolve.

Haotian turned a deaf ear; ultimately, one must overcome calamities alone. He can offer temporary assistance now, but Yang Chan may never have the chance to attain the Primordial Chaos Realm in the future.

With a light tap of the fingertips, celestial maidens moved with graceful steps, and the sounds of dance and music filled the fairyland of Yaochi.

……

"唳——"

A clear, melodious cry resounded throughout the primordial world, awakening countless powerful beings.

The fortunes of the human race in the Nine Provinces fluctuated, and the Purple Star descended with the aura of an emperor. A phantom of a divine bird rushed out from the Nine Provinces, with a slender body, a swan's head and a snake's neck, a swallow's chin and a chicken's beak, a tortoise's back and a fish's tail, and its entire body was covered with colorful feathers.

The feathers naturally display Daoist patterns: the head pattern represents virtue, the wing pattern represents righteousness, the back pattern represents propriety, the chest pattern represents benevolence, and the belly pattern represents trustworthiness. The innate principles of the Five Constant Virtues arise spontaneously. A seven-colored phoenix crown stands atop its head, and its tail feathers spread out in layers, trailing across the sky, their tips shimmering with a soft glow.

The immortals, staring at the divine bird, exclaimed in horror, "Phoenix!"

The Phoenix Emperor is not a phoenix, but the emperor of the Phoenix Clan!

A phoenix appeared in the Nine Provinces, suppressing the true dragon that represented the emperor. This marked the female protagonist's ascension to the throne and her inheritance of the imperial position.

The immortals watched as the Phoenix flew out of the Nine Provinces and headed towards the Undying Volcano. A powerful being looked towards the East Sea, where the sea was indeed churning, a huge dragon head rose up, and a red light appeared, transforming into an old man with white hair and beard. The candle dragon lamp in his hand seemed to be able to dispel the mist on the river of time.

Zhulong nodded slightly after the immortals paid their respects, but his gaze was fixed on the Undying Volcano. Was his old friend returning?

"唳——"

A massive fiery shadow flew out from the immortal volcano, accompanied by the eruption of 100,000 immortal volcanoes. The flames covered the volcanoes, and as if soothed, they obediently fell back into the volcano without causing any damage.

The flames vanished, and a colossal divine bird appeared, stretching across ten thousand miles of void. Its phoenix head was held high, its crest like molten gold flames extending upwards, and its beak, sharp as jade, breathed in and out the Southern Bright Fire.

Its long, slender neck shimmered with crimson light, its main feathers were crimson like a raging fire, its coverts were spread with golden radiance, and its tail feathers stretched out in layers, interwoven with seven-colored patterns of blue, green, purple, and silver, with the feather patterns engraved with the marks of the five innate virtues.

As she spread her wings and covered the vast sky, each feather was wreathed in dancing fire spirits, and as her gaze swept across the void, waves of heat rose from it.

Its claws are sharp, covered in dense crimson-gold scales, and when it steps into the air, a fiery domain of flames arises beneath its feet, scattering across the sky.

With the arrival of the Phoenix, the two divine birds, whose forms were extremely similar, merged into one. The Southern Bright Fire rose, and a Daoist aura of resurrection emanated from it. A majestic pressure spread out, dyeing the void red.

The immortals had mixed expressions, then bowed respectfully. As expected of the former patriarch of the Phoenix Clan, the Yuan Feng, also known as the Phoenix Emperor, had attained the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm upon his return.

"唳——"

Another cry rang out, its sound shaking the heavens. Countless birds of the primordial world were instinctively terrified. The phoenix shook its wings and landed on a paulownia branch. In an instant, countless celestial birds and spirit birds rushed from all directions, following in layers, stretching for millions of miles across the sky.

Orioles, cuckoos, crows, larks... countless divine birds, led by the five divine birds at the forefront, paid homage to the phoenix.

The golden phoenix, the blue luan, the swan, the phoenix, and the phoenix are the representatives of the five-colored phoenix, but at this moment they also lowered their noble heads and respectfully paid homage to all the birds.

With clear eyes and a gentle flap of her wings, Yuan Feng took flight from the phoenix tree, followed by thousands of birds. She did not release any pressure, but the reverence from the depths of the birds' blood made them respectfully worship her.

A phoenix soared through the sky, followed by a dazzling five-colored peacock and a golden-winged roc. Despite their higher cultivation levels, they were like children being protected by their mother.

Birds chirped in unison, auspicious clouds rolled in, and colorful light flowed across the heavens and earth. Ten thousand birds followed the phoenix as it soared through the sky, its auspicious melody vast and boundless, as if adding even longer tail feathers to her.

The calls of countless birds rose and fell, blending into a harmonious whole, creating a soothing melody that cleansed the world of its malevolent and turbid atmosphere. Auspicious clouds began to grow from beneath the wings of the birds, and celestial flowers drifted down, spreading a divine fragrance.

Feathers scattered across the sky shimmered with spiritual light, transforming into auspicious wisps that flowed across the primordial land. Wherever they passed, mountains and marshes were at peace, ferocious demons lay dormant, and strange phenomena appeared throughout the land. The magnificent scene of peace and prosperity, with all birds paying homage to the phoenix, laid a solid foundation for the heroine's ascension to the throne.

Feeling the auspicious spiritual energy showering down, a little bit of spiritual light also merged into the summoned birds, and colorful feathers appeared on their bodies, giving them the opportunity to transform into phoenixes.

Looking at this magnificent scene, Yaochi sighed, "If the Phoenix Clan hadn't fought for supremacy back then, they could have survived and prospered to this day simply by relying on this auspicious aura."

"At most, it has survived to this day; it cannot be said to be prosperous." Haotian added that the auspiciousness of the Yuanfeng was also due to the fortune of the human race.

Yaochi waved her hand to dismiss the dancing fairies in the hall. She smiled as she looked at the few blue phoenixes on the bird stand. These were sent by Kong Xuan to Yaoji after her senior brother entrusted the Myriad Sounds Wind Chime to her. After all, in the primordial world, who else but the Phoenix Clan could produce the most melodious sounds?

When Yuan Feng summoned them, these few blue phoenixes were somewhat restless, but this was the Heavenly Court, and the influence of bloodlines was ultimately limited.

Looking at the three people brought by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, Haotian Yaochi smiled slightly. Kong Xuan's years of planning had finally come to fruition.