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

A small blue flag appeared in Hongjun's hand, with white mist hanging in the air, radiating the light of relics, and naturally having the effect of calming the mind and spirit.

Haotian opened his mouth, then whispered, "The Azure Lotus Banner of the East!"

"Indeed, this is it." Hongjun's expression was calm, as if nothing had happened, but his eyes held a coldness. "I do have this item in my possession, but I have not bestowed it upon the Three Pure Ones."

Haotian shifted his gaze from the Eastern Flag and listened quietly to Hongjun's explanation.

"This item must be given to the West," Hongjun said calmly. "The Western Earth's veins have fractured, and Rahu will never be able to appear in the primordial world again except for countless eons. Therefore, I, your master, must bear this karmic burden."

"No matter how the laws of heaven change, the ley lines of the west must be repaired, which also means that the west must prosper."

Haotian closed his eyes, his expression somewhat incredulous: "So, the West lacks fortune, and the Azure Lotus Banner of the East is the catalyst, transferring the East's fortune to support the West's prosperity in order to repair the West's ley lines!"

"That's right." Hongjun's eyes showed some guilt. "I know that you and the Three Pure Ones look down on the West, but this is the karma I must repay."

However, this harmed the interests of Haotian and others. After all, the amount of fortune is limited. No matter how powerful the prehistoric world is, the amount of fortune in the East will not be as much as the amount lost.

No wonder, no wonder!

Haotian's heart was filled with shock and disbelief. No wonder the Investiture of the Gods was such a devastating defeat. The Jie Sect was practically extinct, and although the Chan Sect won, it was also severely weakened.

Even though the Heavenly Court had a full complement of gods, the Western Sect directly gathered three thousand Buddhas and diverted half of the Xuanmen's fortune to them.

The Journey to the West was a harbinger of the great prosperity of the West!

Haotian raised his head, his eyes filled with an expression that Hongjun could not understand. Even his master probably did not expect that he was thinking that the Western Sect had taken over the fortune of the Chan and Jie Sects, and that the Western Earth Veins had been repaired. Even if the Western Sect prospered, it would still belong to the Xuanmen.

However, those two devised a drastic plan. When the Western Sect was flourishing, they directly betrayed the Xuanmen sect and joined Buddhism, establishing a separate Buddhist sect. Their master's tacit approval became a weapon, personally severing the Xuanmen sect's fortune!

The Qi was transported out, and Master lost some of his Qi support, but the Western Earth Veins did begin to repair themselves. The plan was half completed, and Master was in a difficult position, so he could only acquiesce to the Buddhist sect's actions.

Haotian sighed, not knowing what to say.

Seeing the changing expression on his face, Hongjun said quietly, "You cannot kill Jieyin and Zhunti, not only can you not kill them, but even I cannot easily make a move against them."

"Do you realize that these two men have tied themselves to the West?"

"What?!" Haotian's pupils constricted sharply, his face filled with shock. He looked at Hongjun and stammered, "Really?!"

"It's true." Hongjun's tone was full of admiration. "When you first came to Zixiao Palace, the Heavenly Dao stopped you from killing them. They also sensed my attitude and realized that they were able to sit on the futon because of the West. Therefore, after returning, they bound themselves to the West."

"Although I know they are trying to keep their positions secure, it is undeniable that they are doing it for the sake of the West."

Haotian clicked his tongue in amazement. The two men's determination to promote the West was truly astonishing. It was a do-or-die situation!

These two are now the representatives of the West, just like Hongjun who will one day merge with the Heavenly Dao. If one is lost, the other is lost. If these two are killed, the West will have no chance of revival. This also means severing the Master's path to the Great Dao!

"Yes, disciple understands." Haotian took a deep breath, completely suppressing his killing intent towards the two. He pressed on, "Then what does Master mean by saying that disciple is the anchor?"

Hongjun's expression was complex, and his tone was somewhat heavy: "After three sermons, I will be able to unite with the Heavenly Dao."

Haotian raised his head and looked steadily at Hongjun: "Disciple believes that Master has his own plans."

This master didn't become stupid from cultivating Taoism and turn himself into nourishment, doing the work for the Heavenly Dao for no reason.

Hongjun nodded with a smile: "The Heavenly Dao has a spirit but no wisdom, and only follows the natural course. Therefore, it needs a representative to help the world develop. I have incurred karmic debts, and the Great Dao is close to the Heavenly Dao, so I will take on the responsibility without hesitation."

"It's just that my understanding of the laws is not yet perfect, and I can better improve my cultivation by relying on the Heavenly Dao."

"However, merging with the Heavenly Dao will inevitably lead to the loss of control. I possess the Jade Disc of Creation, which allows me to maintain my intelligence, but I cannot act rashly. Therefore, I need sufficient luck to ensure that I am not assimilated by the Heavenly Dao and completely integrated into it."

Haotian was taken aback for a moment, then immediately understood and continued, "So Master also needs me to become the Heavenly Emperor, to make the Heavenly Court the supreme ruler of the primordial world, and to provide you with assistance. As long as I am still here, it means that the Heavenly Court is the rightful ruler."

Then his Emperor's Law will also improve, and it will be easy for him to attain the Great Luo Golden Immortal of the Primordial Chaos. No matter how the Primordial World develops, the master and disciple's fortunes will be connected. At that time, Hongjun will be the Heavenly Dao, and naturally he will be supported by the Heavenly Court's fortune, so as not to get lost in the Heavenly Dao.

A smile appeared on Haotian's face. The orthodox Heavenly Court is supreme, and golden light flashed in his eyes. So what if your Western Sect establishes a separate Buddhist sect? You still have to submit to the orthodox one!

Of course, Hongjun may not have thought of doing this yet, and whether his idea will succeed depends on his future methods.

"Disciple understands. Please rest assured, Master. I will become the Heavenly Emperor and subdue all living beings in the primordial world." Haotian bowed deeply. Whether for his own path to enlightenment or for his master, he had to take the throne of the Heavenly Emperor.

So what if his master has other plans? He is confident that he can make up for it.

"Excellent!" Hongjun looked at him approvingly. He was indeed worthy of being his disciple. He was very satisfied with him. "If you want to walk the path of an emperor, then walk it firmly."

Hongjun sighed inwardly, thinking that Haotian would not change his path for that thing!

"Master, this is a token you bestowed upon the Eastern King Duke, along with the Qiankun Cauldron. Senior Brother Tongtian entrusted me to return it." Haotian Qingyun unfolded, and two streams of light descended, revealing the Dragon Head Golden Crutch and the Qiankun Cauldron.

Hongjun looked at it and laughed, "You are of pure Yang nature and have strong fortune. You can be considered the head of male immortals. You can take this dragon-headed golden crutch. As for the Qiankun Cauldron, I do still have a use for it."

A flash of yellow light appeared on his body, and an old man with white hair and beard stepped down. It was Di Hongshi, the incarnation of the benevolent corpse. He took the Qiankun Cauldron and walked to the back. Haotian found it strange, but did not ask any questions. Perhaps he was going to refine some treasure again!

"Disciple thanks Master." Watching Di Hongshi leave, Haotian put away the dragon-headed golden cane and bowed.

Hongjun felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart, and his expression relaxed: "There are still ten thousand years left. I will give you a lecture so that you can comprehend more of the laws."

Haotian blinked, his expression somewhat strange. "Master, if Senior Brother Sanqing finds out that you're giving me private lessons, won't he be angry?"

Moreover, my master and I are secretly plotting in Zixiao Palace to send out the Eastern fortune in the future. If Senior Brother Sanqing finds out, you will have to take the blame for this huge mistake!

Hongjun was somewhat puzzled. For some reason, the way his disciple looked at him made him very uncomfortable, but he didn't ask any more questions. He simply closed his eyes, and the Jade Disc of Creation scattered clear light. One Daoist chant after another rang out, and Haotian gradually sank into it.