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

The primordial wilderness was teeming with life, and all things flourished.

There were times when all living beings fought, but as the gods of Zixiao Palace gradually returned, the prehistoric world fell into peace, and the news of the Dao Ancestor spreading the Dao to all living beings spread throughout the prehistoric world in the blink of an eye.

Streaks of light streaked across the void. Some went to the western lands, leaving only a few corpses to be thrown out, while others returned to their dojos, calling upon their friends and acquaintances.

But most of them began to cultivate in seclusion, and most of the creatures in the prehistoric world also quieted down, hoping to be able to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao next time.

Five divine lights crossed the void from the horizon and flew directly toward Mount Buzhou. Many other streams of light also headed to this place from the void.

The innate spiritual energy fell like rain, and countless plants and spiritual roots bloomed in competition, but they were not noticed by some people. Their eyes flashed with divine light, and they flew straight ahead.

A whooshing sound rang out as five figures landed, followed by other streaks of light.

"Fellow Daoists Sanqing." The two brothers in gold and red robes bowed respectfully, then their gazes lingered on Haotian Yaochi for a moment before they greeted him again.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, Fellow Daoist Tai Yi." Haotian's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the seven-colored divine light shimmering in the valley ahead. So this was the opportunity he had been searching for before!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

People kept arriving, and as the divine light touched the ground, they were all familiar faces from the Purple Cloud Palace: Fuxi and Nuwa, Hongyun Zhenyuanzi, Bai Ze and Yingzhao...

There were more than twenty Great Luo Golden Immortals gathered here.

"It seems that all of you fellow Daoists have sensed an opportunity." Tongtian glanced at the depths of the valley, where it was shrouded in white mist, and even he couldn't see what kind of spiritual treasure it was.

"Yes, as soon as I entered the prehistoric world, I was summoned by a fortuitous opportunity." Nuwa smiled slightly, her brows exuding an air of elegance and nobility, and her body radiating a sense of creation, making her seem exceptionally approachable.

"I am too," Hongyun replied with a smile. Zhen Yuanzi stood behind him, holding a scroll that looked like gold and jade, with a solemn expression.

The Three Pure Ones' eyes flickered, and they exchanged a glance with Haotian Yaochi. So many people could sense it, it seems this spiritual treasure is no ordinary thing!

In the valley, a seven-colored divine light shot into the sky, dispersing all the white mist. A gourd vine that could almost measure the heavens appeared in everyone's eyes, with seven gourds of different colors hanging on it, frantically devouring the innate spiritual energy.

The powerful pressure emanating from it shocked the gods; the first six were all top-grade innate spiritual treasures!

"One of the Ten Innate Spiritual Roots—the Gourd Vine!" someone murmured to themselves.

"A top-grade innate spiritual treasure."

Haotian's eyes darkened for a moment as his gaze swept over the Three Pure Ones. Just as the Three Pure Ones were about to sever the Three Corpses, these spiritual treasures appeared, and they were able to gather two sets of spiritual treasures of the same origin!

But a look of joy flashed in the eyes of the Three Pure Ones. Without exchanging words, they knew that they had to get their hands on these gourds.

Sensing the rising fighting spirit emanating from the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun stepped forward, Taiyi holding the small bell in one hand: "How do you intend to divide it among yourselves, fellow Daoists? Surely you don't plan to keep it all for yourselves?"

"So what if it is?" Tongtian pointed his Qingping Sword horizontally. This was a spiritual treasure of the same origin. His gaze swept across the faces of the crowd. Even Nuwa wouldn't make him soften his heart. This item was related to the path of cultivation. "These gourds, the Three Pure Ones will take them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Jun's face turned ashen. The Chaos Bell in Taiyi's hand rang out, causing ripples to appear in the space. The cultivators behind him also showed signs of anxiety.

Nuwa and Fuxi exchanged a glance, their expressions grim. Hongyun, however, was taken aback, feeling that the red gourd was truly destined for him.

"Fellow Daoist, this is not appropriate." Di Jun took a deep breath. "The last gourd doesn't seem to have much aura, but the first six are all top-grade innate spiritual treasures. There are so many of us, plus the friendship we have gained from listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace. Fellow Daoist, this is being far too domineering."

Tongtian's eyebrows furrowed, and he said coldly, "So what?"

Taiyi smiled and looked to the other side: "What does Fellow Daoist Haotian have to say? You are all disciples of the Dao Ancestor, and Fellow Daoist Nuwa is also here. Fellow Daoists Sanqing, don't you three have anything to say about what you've done?"

Nuwa's lips twitched, but she seemed about to say something. Fuxi stepped in front of her and said in a deep voice, "What does Fellow Daoist Haotian mean?"

"What can I say? There has always been a rule in the prehistoric world that innate spiritual treasures are for those who are destined to obtain them." Haotian raised his eyelids and said impatiently, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, if you want to stand out, then do it yourself. How I act is not for you to decide."

Fuxi's expression changed slightly, and Nuwa quickly pulled him away, whispering, "Junior brother, you've misunderstood. Brother is just worried and confused."

Watching these people talk, Di Juntai's face suddenly darkened, and he didn't take the two brothers seriously at all.

Hongyun looked left and right, extremely anxious. He truly sensed an opportunity. Zhen Yuanzi noticed his anxious gaze and blinked gently. Hongyun took a deep breath and looked at everyone: "How about this, the six gourds, each of the Three Pure Ones takes one, and we'll divide the rest equally?"

The opportunity he sensed was becoming increasingly apparent; the gourd vine was absorbing spiritual energy faster and faster, and he was confident that he could seize a magical gourd.

After the words were spoken, the gods fell silent for a moment. The cultivators below the late stage of the Great Luo realm silently retreated, since they wouldn't get a share no matter how it was divided.

Di Jun and Tai Yi exchanged a glance: "Alright, my brother and I will only take one."

Fuxi looked at Nuwa with a joyful expression, but the latter did not show a smile. The Three Pure Ones remained silent, Haotian did not express his opinion, and Hongyun Dijun and others were not considered.

"Splash splash splash—"

As if heavenly music were playing, the gourd vine swayed incessantly. Finally, after the spiritual energy vortex disappeared, seven-colored divine light burst forth, and the power of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure spread out instantly.

"It's ripe!" Hongyun's voice was excited, and Dijun and the others also looked intently at the gourd vine.

Haotian crossed his arms, a smile flashing in his eyes. No matter how these fellow Daoists discussed it, Senior Brother Sanqing would never let these gourds go.

However, they were all able to sense the opportunity. With a tremor of the gourd vine, the three gourds—purple, blue, and green—flew out and landed in the hands of the Three Pure Ones.

"The treasures choose their masters," Nuwa murmured. In the next instant, the red gourd flew directly towards the red cloud, and he seemed to have expected it, reaching out to catch it. The green gourd and the white gourd also flew towards Nuwa and Taiyi.

Caught off guard, even the Three Pure Ones were stunned for a moment. They hadn't expected that the six mature gourds would choose their masters. After losing the six gourds, the gourd vines stopped absorbing spiritual energy, and the last black gourd visibly shrank, only emitting the aura of a high-grade innate spiritual treasure.

"Zheng—"

The sound of swords suddenly rang out, and the sword energy of Qingping transformed into ten thousand green lotuses. Each lotus petal carried a sharp intent, and the sword energy attacked Dijun Taiyi, striking the Chaos Bell.

The Chaos Bell suddenly grew larger, enveloping the two brothers. Chaotic energy descended, and Mount Buzhou instantly became tense.