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

Examining the golden willow leaf in his palm, he saw nothing unusual about it; it seemed to be just another piece of golden jade found everywhere.

But when the divine sense surged in, it could be felt that it contained a powerful will. Haotian felt his own insignificance. This attack seemed to be able to shatter the heavens and the earth.

After being refined, it could be used as a magic weapon. This was left behind when Haotian angrily struck Yang Mei's forehead after Yang Mei's sleeve was ripped apart. Haotian was certain that this item could be considered the heart leaf of a hollow willow, and it was not something that Yang Mei could easily give away.

Why leave it to him?

Haotian was filled with mixed feelings. Did he really think so highly of him?

With a sigh, he put the item into the Ancestral Dragon Pearl. Since he had never refined the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, there was no guarantee that Yang Mei's will might still be inside this willow leaf. It was better not to keep it close to his body.

After gathering his thoughts, Haotian slowly closed his eyes, and the laws around him emerged. Green willow branches were placed beside him as he sank into a state of enlightenment, digesting the scene of the battle between the two Grand Luo Golden Immortals he had just witnessed.

The application of laws and the collision of supernatural powers reappeared in his mind, allowing Haotian to experience them as if he were there himself.

Enveloped in space, the Emperor's Law seemed to be drawing resources, its aura continuously increasing.

Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. Haotian slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Yaochi's stunning beauty.

"You're awake." Yaochi chuckled as she knelt on the Five-Needle Pine. "Looks like you haven't broken through either. I'm still only at the mid-stage of the Great Luo realm."

A look of helplessness flashed in Haotian's eyes. He was still in the late stage of the Great Luo realm and needed to consolidate his strength. Breaking through the Emperor's Law was indeed difficult. However, his other laws had improved. With the willow branch left behind by Yangmei accompanying him, his spatial law had also been raised to the late stage of the Great Luo realm.

"I already feel like I've made a breakthrough. I think it'll be ready once the master speaks up," Haotian said with a smile as he stood up. "You're not far behind either."

"Of course, I'm not weak." Yaochi smiled proudly. She used the Taiyin Law to break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal. If it weren't for the need to catch up with Haotian, she could have directly used the Metal Law to break through.

"Let's go, I'm sure the master is getting impatient." Haotian took Yaochi's hand and walked directly towards the main hall, but the cloud bed was empty, and the two of them were taken aback.

"Is it in the back hall?" Yaochi frowned. What was the master doing?

Haotian stroked his chin, a strange light flashing in his eyes. A sage should naturally have style, how could he easily appear in front of others? It seems that the master is going to make an unexpected entrance.

One looked puzzled, the other suddenly realized, and they walked toward the back hall. When they saw that Hongjun was still facing away from them, Haotian's lips twitched involuntarily.

What is this all about? Turning their backs to all living beings, and upon seeing Hongjun, their enlightenment vanishes?

However, their master certainly has the right to say that!

"Haotian/Yaochi pays respects to the Master."

Hongjun's eyelids trembled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes. A look of indifference flashed in his eyes, and six streams of light descended, floating in front of the two of them.

Seeing that each of them was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and each possessed a different Daoist aura, Yaochi's eyes flashed with surprise, and Haotian's expression also began to change.

The six futons, though not top-tier innate spiritual treasures with forty-eight restrictions, still had forty-two restrictions. Was that what he meant?

Hongjun slowly turned around, and a vast will seemed to emerge from his body. Haotian Yaochi could not see a trace of emotion in his eyes, only indifference as if he regarded all things as straw dogs.

Hongjun calmly said, "Place them in the main hall."

"The Heavenly Dao," Haotian murmured, looking at "Hongjun" staring into the void. He felt a moment of sadness. Could his kind and gentle master be so easily possessed by the Heavenly Dao?

"Disciple obeys." *2

Haotian agreed in a hoarse voice, carrying six futons as he walked towards the main hall. Yaochi watched with concern, but Haotian forced a smile and reassured her that everything was alright.

"Haotian, how should we arrange them?" Looking at the empty main hall, Yaochi scratched her head. These were six top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and she was worried that the cultivators who entered Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao would fight over them.

Haotian's expression was complex as he carefully examined the six prayer cushions. With a light tap of his fingertips, the Wind and Fire Prayer Cushion of Tranquility and Non-Action, the Heaven and Earth Prayer Cushion of Order and Hierarchy, the Green Lotus Prayer Cushion of Life and Death, the Creation Prayer Cushion of the Proliferation of Living Beings, the Bliss Prayer Cushion of Transcendence on the Other Shore, and the Nirvana Prayer Cushion of Bodhi Wisdom descended in turn, landing beneath the cloud bed.

"Is that all?" Yaochi asked, looking at how simple it was. She could tell that the master's condition was not right just now, but Haotian hadn't said anything, so she couldn't do anything else.

Haotian nodded, watching as the six futons seemed to take root on the ground, instantly retracting all their power, becoming just like ordinary futons, without any trace of the power of top-grade innate spiritual treasures, causing Yaochi to exclaim in surprise.

Haotian smiled bitterly to himself; everything was already destined!

Who sits in the six positions is already predetermined by Heaven. No wonder those things happened in Zixiao Palace later. But why did the master attract Heaven's possession before he even merged with Heaven's will?

Why make him personally arrange the prayer cushions? Isn't that something the master could simply wave his hand about?

Or is this a warning from Heaven?

Haotian's expression turned ugly for a moment, and in the back hall, Hongjun's indifferent aura was drawn away. He couldn't help but groan, and the Creation Jade Disc was smashed directly into the void. The storm of destruction spread instantly, but returned to its original state under the soothing of the laws.

"Very well!" Hongjun's voice rang out through gritted teeth, and he couldn't help but glance at the main hall. "You've schemed against Haotian like this, so I'll show you why I am the first Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal in the Primordial World. Don't think that just because I owe the West karma, you can do whatever you want."

Hongjun snorted coldly, and the Jade Disc of Creation floated back to the top of his head. "I am indeed no match for you now, but just you wait!"

Isn't it just incurring karmic debt?

If you let me pay off my debts, fine. But if you really push me too far, I have other options too!

The principle that debts are extinguished upon death is something I, a Taoist priest, have roamed freely in the primordial world for countless years; how could you possibly manipulate me!

"Come here." The voice came from his mouth and entered Haotian Yaochi's ears. As he watched the two step back into the inner hall, a look of satisfaction flashed in Hongjun's eyes.

Haotian was startled; that look in those eyes was from that familiar old man again!

"Greetings, Master." The two bowed, and a gentle force lifted her up. Yaochi hesitated to speak, but Haotian squeezed her hand, preventing her from asking.

"A thousand years from now, I will begin to preach."

"Yes, your disciple and Yaochi will help you, Master." After Haotian finished speaking, the divine light around him subsided, and he transformed into a beautifully sculpted child. Hongjun's eyelids twitched slightly at the sight. Yaochi pinched his cheek and said, "Haotian, you're so cute right now."

Haotian snorted coldly, pointed at Yaochi, and with a flash of silver light, she transformed into a little girl.

"I was cute when I was little too," Yaochi said with a smile, resting her chin on her hand.

"Master has spoken, so let your disciple and Yaochi welcome the gods!" Haotian patted his chest and said loudly. Unfortunately, he was still a virgin, which made him even more adorable.

Hongjun paused for a moment, then looked at the two of them carefully. He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of what he would have to do after the sermon ended.

Laws descended from the Jade Disc of Creation, condensing into a golden bell, which floated down before the Purple Cloud Palace. Hongjun, suppressing a laugh, said, "Go! When the golden bell rings, all the gods will arrive!"