Chapter Twenty-Five: The Sacred Position

  After the war with the Witch, Hou Tu had been weighed down by her thoughts. Although she had gained insight into the mysteries of the universe with the help of Yuanshen, and her cultivation had shown signs of surpassing that of the other ancestral witches, this unearned gain left her perplexed. The war with the Witch had a profound impact on Hou Tu, and Zhu Rong's death filled her with deep sorrow. After Zhu Rong died, he turned to dust without leaving behind a Yuanshen, making it impossible for him to be reborn even through possession. She connected everything that had happened since she obtained Yuanshen, thinking deeply about some issues, and finally decided to make a trip to the Purple Mansion.

  Houtu got up and left the palace, turning her head to look at the vast expanse of the Hongyuan continent under the supervision of the Witch tribe. She couldn't help but let out a sigh for no reason. The turbulent Witch tribe might still face even greater calamities ahead. This wasn't just her idle thinking, but after her primordial spirit became more harmonious with herself, she caught another glimpse of the grand heavenly machinery.

  Houtu arrived outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, and after much effort, she finally found the Zixiao Palace hidden in the void. Looking at the simple and ancient Zixiao Palace in front of her, Houtu was slightly moved, and indeed it was the palace of the great sage Hongjun. The last time she came here, she didn't have a primordial spirit yet, and her feelings were far from as deep as this time. This time, looking at the entire Zixiao Palace, it seemed to contain some kind of profound truth, and a building had such mystery, Hongjun Daozu was indeed unfathomable.

  Step by step, he climbed up the stairs, and Hou Tu was leisurely and self-satisfied, sensing the weak laws that filled the entire Zi Xuan Palace, as if he had gained some insight.

  "Houtu Niangniang, the teacher has feelings!" In front of the Zixiao Palace gate, a young Taoist bowed and called out to Houtu, who was deep in thought.

  "Ah, fellow Taoist has invited." Hong Jun's great method is indeed effective, perhaps this time the matter will be much easier.

  "Houtu attends Hongjun teacher!" Houtu respectfully bowed and paid homage.

  "Ah, your intention, I also understand. However..." Hong Jun is indeed a good person, never leaving any marks, you say let people ask you sincerely, wait for others to pretend enough before speaking up, isn't that taking advantage? Ah, the saint, truly effortless?"

  "The teacher is kind, this time the witch war, our witch tribe suffered heavy losses, even Zhu Rong also died in vain. But I am not tolerant!" Hou Tu looked at Hong Jun with a sad face, as if to enlighten him with emotion and move him with courtesy. "Then Hou Tu has the fate to obtain this yuan god, dare to ask the teacher, what other methods do the ancestors have to be like Hou Tu?"

  "Alas!" It's unclear whether Hong Jun was lamenting the words of Hou Tu or the ways of Heaven, but he unexpectedly said so many words: "In the beginning, there were no heaven and earth. It wasn't until Pangu's great method split apart the void that heaven and earth came into being after his death. The primordial spirit transformed into the Three Pure Ones, and the essence and energy transformed into the shamanic people. Since the primordial spirit had already transformed into the Three Pure Ones, where did Pangu's primordial spirit come from to be with you?"

  "Teacher, but what if Hou Tu has obtained the primordial spirit? Does that mean my ancestor Wu must obtain the Pangu primordial spirit?"

  "What you have obtained is precisely the primordial spirit of Pangu."

  "The disciple doesn't understand, in the space between heaven and earth, Pangu's primordial spirit has already disappeared, so how can Hou Tu obtain it?"

  "One morning, Qinglian arrived, and Hou Tu never bewitched again." Hongjun sighed.

  "How did the teacher know?" Hou Tu was shocked "Could it be, could it be...?"

  "You may wildly guess, but your true self is not what I have given you. You will know it yourself in the future."

  "Teacher, with such great power, why not show some benevolence and consider our tribe's situation?"

  "Alas, foolish child, foolish child. There will be opportunities in the future, why force it now!" Hong Jun stood up and said to the Dao Tong beside him: "You go and inform your fellow disciples, tell them that there is a major announcement at Zi Xuan Palace."

  "Houtu, you'd better stay too. You've learned some things, and it'll avoid future suspicions." Hongjun sat down with his legs crossed, closed his eyes, and ignored Houtu again.

  After a while, everyone arrived, about thirty people. Zhou Cheng came relatively late and after greeting everyone, he also sat down in his own seat, waiting for Hong Jun to announce the big news.

  "Teacher, all the senior brothers and sisters have arrived." The child faced Hongjun and bowed his head in response.

  "Very well, this time I have let you come, but there is a chance to settle the matter." Hong Jun said expressionlessly. "After the creation of heaven and earth, I obtained the divine instrument of creation and established the great way of Hong Jun. Under the heavenly way, it is necessary for me to enlighten all living beings." Hong Jun paused, "There should be seven sacred positions under my gate!"

  "Dare I ask, teacher, who can enjoy these seven sacred positions?" Dong Huang bumped his shoulder against Kun Peng, and Kun Peng immediately stood up and asked.

  "Pangu opened the sky and had great merit. The Three Pure Ones were transformed from Pangu's original spirit. When the time came, they could enjoy his merit and become saints. Ji Yin and Zhun Ti, although they didn't have much pre-heavenly merit, were destined to establish a great teaching in the future, cultivate merit, and also become saints." Hong Jun nodded five times with one breath, then closed his mouth and stopped speaking. The rest of the people were anxious, and Dong Huang stood up straight, looking up at him.

  "Zhou Cheng can be a saint!" Everyone was shocked, isn't this too easy? What's the reason?

  "Nüwa has made great merits since ancient times and can become a saint. There is just another consideration." Hongjun looked at Nüwa, as if recalling something, and reminded her slightly.

  "Dare I ask, Master, can you point out the key to my disciple's ascension to sainthood?" Nüwa was also somewhat anxious, as the previous few people, except for Zhou Cheng, had their keys to ascension pointed out by Hongyuan. But now it seemed that she, Nüwa, would have to figure out her own great merit on her own. The problem was, Nüwa didn't even have a clue about this so-called great merit. Moreover, she wasn't very satisfied with Hongyuan's words "it will come later", who knew when this later would be?

  "It's pointless to say more when the timing isn't right." Hong Jun was indeed stubborn. Zhou Cheng also wanted to speak up and ask, but this time he didn't dare to, fearing that he might accidentally provoke him.

  "The teacher is unfair, and Dong Huang does not obey!" The crowd was shocked, but it was Dong Huang who stepped forward, bowing to Hong Jun.

  "Disciple, disciple..." Hou Tu also stood up, calling herself a disciple. It was the first time Hong Jun lectured here, and she had come before, so she could be considered a named disciple.

  "The two tribes of witches have dominated the vast expanse of heaven and earth for billions of years, but the legacy of Pangu's creation is not enough to achieve sainthood." Hongjun finally pointed out the key, no longer caring about Gu Donghuang's face.

  "Disciple, yet as the Heaven Emperor's esteemed one, can't you enjoy it? Why did Zhou Cheng get to enjoy the sacred position?" Dong Huang still had illusions and opened his mouth to mention that Zhou Cheng was given a sacred position by Hong Jun, but no reason was given, which made him very dissatisfied. This remark made Zhou Cheng sneer at him, this guy is still greedy for more. I don't have it, who can get it!!!

  "Mind your own business later." Hong Jun made up his mind to ignore Dong Huang and turned to ask the others, "Do you have any other questions?"

  "Teacher, may I ask, apart from your position, is there still a sacred seat?" Zhou Cheng was very concerned about this issue and asked directly.

  Everyone was shocked, this question is asked so well, how did I not think of it myself, and suddenly looked at Zhou Cheng with gratitude.

  "Under the heavens, there should be nine sages, I have obtained eight, but the last one, even I do not know who it is or where they are."

  "Teacher, have mercy on me after billions of years of bitter cultivation, and grant me that last sacred position." Dong Huang knelt down and wailed, starting his performance. The crowd shook their heads as they watched, but also quickly knelt down and prayed in unison.

  "Alright, I'll give you all a chance!" Hong Jun thought for a moment and waved his hand, sending eight purple mysterious energies flying towards the crowd. Except for the seven people who were previously chosen, the last one was actually obtained by that Red Cloud.

  Everyone saw Hongyun get the eighth holy seat, and suddenly showed a fierce and greedy look, but it's unknown what they were thinking in their hearts. Zhenyuanzi saw that things were getting tricky, so he quickly pulled Hongyun out of the Purple Cloud Palace and went down to the mortal world.

  Zhou Cheng saw that Zhen Yuansu had left, and he sighed in his heart, "Hong Yun, Hong Yun, this time it's really good fortune or bad luck, can't escape the calamity. The seven of us were appointed to the sacred position by Hong Jun himself, I suppose others won't have any designs on us, but that Hong Yun is an exception, Hong Jun must have some plan in mind."

  Everyone heard that the seven sacred positions had been completely allocated, and even the reserve sacred positions were gone. They all sighed in unison, feeling helpless, but also felt that they had come for nothing. Although they felt unfair, they did not want to disobey like Dong Huang.

  Zhou Cheng left the Purple Cloud Palace in high spirits, having finally obtained the position of Saint. From now on, he only needed to wait for an opportunity to ascend and become a deity. It was a joyous occasion for some families, but a worrying one for others, making it a great show to watch.

  "Fourth Brother, slow down, I have something to say!" Nüwa saw everyone leaving together and quickly stepped forward to block Zhou Cheng, asking in a low voice.

  "Fourth Brother is in a hurry. Could it be that he has obtained the sacred position and is eager to return to comprehend it?" Nüwa stared at Zhou Cheng, saying sternly "Previously I had invited Fourth Brother to my Nüwa Palace, but Fourth Brother stood me up!"

  "For brothers, it's also a mess of trivial matters, hard to get some free time." Zhou Cheng didn't know what kind of illness Nüwa had, but she insisted on holding onto him.

  "Does Shixiong dislike Nüwa?"

  "It can't be said." Zhou Cheng added in his heart: It's also not that he likes it.

  "That little sister actually hopes that the fourth brother will have time to go to my Nuwa Palace, and let me entertain him properly. The brother's palace is indeed secretive, but I don't know!" Nüwa stepped back and invited.

  "All right, all right. If I have time, I'll go myself." Zhou Cheng was afraid that the woman would make a scene at his doorstep, so he hastily agreed.

  "That little sister went first!"

  Zhou Cheng didn't care about that woman's schemes anymore and went straight back to the mountain, not putting Xu Nuo at ease either.

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