Yuan Heng felt that the Dao Ancestor had a bit of a mischievous streak in him.
Just a moment ago, he had been talking about the Grand Purple Qi, and everyone both on and off the stage was staring at him with eager anticipation.
Yet in the next second, he shifted his tone. “Three Pure Ones, you were transformed from Pangu's Primeval Spirit and possess the great merit of creating the heavens. You share the karma of master and disciple with me. Are you willing to take me as your master?”
How could the crowd below not understand this? This Grand Purple Qi was surely something the Dao Ancestor intended to give to his disciples. The gazes everyone cast upon the Dao Ancestor grew increasingly eager.
Dao Ancestor, we share a fate with you too~
Hongjun's gaze swept past Yuan Heng extremely quickly. He assumed she was also eagerly anticipating the purple qi and the status of being a disciple, when in reality, her eyes were wide open just to watch the spectacle. Then, his eyes fell upon the Three Pure Ones seated below.
The Three Pure Ones did not hesitate for a single second. They stood up and bowed. “We pay our respects to Master.”
Yuan Heng felt she couldn't see very clearly. She leaned forward a bit more. Ah, a close-up of Fellow Daoists Three Pure Ones' expressions! She couldn't quite make them out.
Seeing Yuan Heng's increasingly “longing” little eyes, the Dao Ancestor thought: Ah, this old Daoist knew it. My disciple must also desperately want to take me as her master.
My disciple truly has extraordinary taste.
Don't worry, don't worry. Your turn is coming soon.
Hongjun nodded slightly toward the Three Pure Ones. “Good. From this day forward, you shall be my personal disciples.”
After accepting the first batch, the Dao Ancestor immediately focused his gaze on Nuwa. “Nuwa, in the future, you will have a great opportunity and acquire great merit... Are you willing to take me as your master?”
“This disciple pays respects to Teacher!”
Nuwa bowed with lightning speed, firmly securing her status. Even Fuxi, sitting not far from her, was filled with excitement.
Hehehe, my little sister is going to make it big.
Hongjun nodded. “Good. Nuwa shall also be one of my personal disciples.”
The Dao Ancestor sped up the process, as his beloved future disciple was still looking at him “with eager eyes.”
This old Daoist's heart ached.
“Jieyin, Zhunti, the two of you bear the responsibility of reviving the West. You may also become my in-name disciples. Are you willing?”
Jieyin and Zhunti were instantly overjoyed. Zhunti, in particular, froze for a full three seconds, halting his plans to squeeze out another round of tears.
“We are willing! We pay our respects to Teacher!”
“Good.”
With that said, the Dao Ancestor turned his gaze toward Yuan Heng, who was still poking her head around from atop her lotus. The disciple of his dreams—he was coming for her~
“Where is Yuan Heng?”
Yuan Heng: !!!
Oh my? There was actually a part in this for her?
Yuan Heng scrambled off her lotus, took a few steps forward, and stood in the very center of the grand hall. Bowing with cupped hands, she said, “This disciple is here.”
As Hongjun looked down at Yuan Heng bowing before him, the more he looked, the more he felt that they were destined by heaven to be master and disciple. Even the cowlick on her head seemed exceptionally pleasing to his eyes.
The corners of his lips curved up slightly. “Yuan Heng, you took form from the first innate wisp of vitality. You cultivate the Dao of Life and have repaired what was lacking in the Heavenly Dao. Excellent.”
“You are naturally close to all spirits, accompanied by the White Lotus of World Cleansing since birth. You are deeply blessed, hold all spirits in your heart, possess a pure Dao Heart, and are adorned with merit... This is also excellent.”
The future Six Sages: “...”
Were there this many adjectives when he accepted them?
Well, it was quite obvious that Master truly adored their junior sister.
Hongjun's voice carried a hint of joy beneath its calm exterior. “Are you willing to become my personal, closed-door disciple?”
Yuan Heng blinked in a daze. Was she... really that good?
Oh my goodness, a free pie just fell from the heavens!
“This disciple is willing! Thank you, Master!”
At this moment, the thickest thigh in existence was presented right before her. Of course she couldn't miss out on it. Hehehe, she, Yuan Heng, was going to be living the dream again~
Yuan Heng's motion of kneeling down to kowtow was incredibly smooth. However, before she could actually bend her body all the way, she was lifted by a mysterious force.
She stood obediently in place with a smile on her face, her eyes shining bright as she looked at her freshly minted master.
Hehehe~
Hongjun looked at her with eyes full of gratification. “Good. Come forward.”
Yuan Heng nodded like a chicken pecking at grain. Lugging her lotus with her, she sat in the front row. Family, who could understand how absolutely amazing it was to be the one with connections?
She even exchanged a glance with Tongtian, whose eyes were filled with teasing. She could read Tongtian's lips.
He called her, “Little Junior Sister”...
Yuan Heng nodded cheerfully at him. Ah well, junior sister was fine. At least they were part of the same sect now.
Looking at his beloved disciple before him, then at his other disciples, Hongjun nodded. Only then, under the Heavenly Dao's urging, did he continue the process.
“The Great Dao has fifty paths; the Heavenly Dao evolves forty-nine, leaving one to escape... Nine is the ultimate number, so there should be eight Saints under the Heavenly Dao.”
“Excluding myself, seven remain.”
“The Grand Purple Qi is the foundation of Sainthood. Obtaining it does not guarantee that one will become a Saint, but without it, one is destined to have no connection to the position of Sainthood.”
Hongjun looked down at the crowd, the Grand Purple Qi swirling in his hand.
“I have seven strands of Grand Purple Qi in my possession. The Three Pure Ones may receive them.”
“Nuwa may receive one.”
“Jieyin and Zhunti may receive them...”
He distributed them as he called out each name. By the end, only one strand remained in the Dao Ancestor's hand.
Hongjun's gaze fell upon Yuan Heng. The child looked completely clueless, blinking her big, bright eyes as she stared up at him.
Sigh, my beloved disciple actually lacks this opportunity. Heaven is truly blind.
Rumble—
Havenly Dao: !!!
Hongjun secretly rolled his eyes at the thundering Heavenly Dao. It was the truth, yet he wasn't even allowed to say it. He had accepted everyone it wanted him to accept, and done everything it wanted him to do.
My little disciple didn't get anything, yet they wouldn't even let him complain a little.
Hmph, stingy.
The crowd below harbored various thoughts. Six strands of Grand Purple Qi were already gone, and all had been designated for the Dao Ancestor's disciples. This last one... sigh, would likely also...
“As for this final strand of Grand Purple Qi... whoever is destined for it shall receive it!”
It pained him, it pained him so much! How he wished he could just give it to his beloved disciple!
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Grand Purple Qi in the Dao Ancestor's hand flew out swiftly, circling above the crowd. Almost no one could control their hands.
As the Grand Purple Qi passed over them, everyone couldn't help but reach out to grab at it. Yet, it was like the little bell at the tip of a cat teaser toy—there was absolutely no way the cats were catching it.
After a while, as if tired of choosing, it returned to the front row, curled into a ball, and hovered directly above Yuan Heng.
Yuan Heng: Eh?
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The Dao Ancestor's eyes lit up, and he was just about to praise the Heavenly Dao for having good taste and changing its mind when, in the next second, a sudden mysterious gust of wind blew the Grand Purple Qi straight into the hands of Ancestor Hongyun.
Hongjun: “...”
You thieving Heavenly Dao!!!
Yuan Heng's little face fell instantly. Fine, she knew it. Everything was predetermined.
A gust of wind blowing inside Purple Heaven Palace? They weren't even trying to hide the act anymore.
Oh well, if there was no destiny, then so be it. This was already much better than she had initially expected when she first arrived. At the very least, she had secured a spot as a personal disciple.
It's fine, it's fine. Yuan Xiaoheng, don't be too greedy~
Yuan Heng silently comforted herself in her heart, instantly cheering herself up.
Holding the Grand Purple Qi in his hands, Ancestor Hongyun was dazed for a brief moment, but the expression on his face immediately transformed into pure ecstasy.
Glancing at Yuan Heng, a look of complexity flashed rapidly through his eyes.
Yuan Heng: ???
Why was Fellow Daoist Hongyun looking at her like that?
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