Yuan Heng didn't think too much of it. She politely smiled at Hongyun and then shifted her gaze back to the Dao Ancestor.
She remembered there was still more plot coming up.
Sure enough, Hongjun looked at the seven people below the platform and spoke again. “Laozi, Yuanshi, the two of you have already obtained two of the Three Treasures of Creation. Only Tongtian is left without any treasure for protection. Today, I shall bestow upon him the Four Swords of Zhu Xian and the Zhu Xian Sword Array Diagram. They can be used to set up a supreme killing array that cannot be broken unless by four Saints... Do you have any objections?”
Both of them shook their heads in unison. “Your disciples have none.”
It was naturally wonderful for their little brother to have a treasure to protect himself. As for them, the Taiji Diagram and Pangu Banner were already enough.
The greatest harvest of this trip was still this opportunity for Sainthood—the Grand Purple Qi.
The three of them bowed to the Dao Ancestor in unison. “Thank you, Master.”
Yuan Heng blinked her eyes, falling into contemplation as she watched Tongtian, who was happily cradling the swords and the diagram, unable to put them down.
Hmm... the swords and the array diagram could be considered gifts that went straight to Tongtian's heart.
Look at how happy the child is. It seems he really was very sad about not getting the Chaos Clock earlier.
Hongjun nodded with satisfaction. Gifts given to personal disciples had to be somewhat decent. But since he didn't have that many, and the oldest and second oldest already had theirs, it was perfect to just give them to the youngest.
They had a close relationship, so they probably wouldn't mind.
Hongjun looked toward Nuwa. “Nuwa, I bestow upon you the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Red Marriage Ball. This treasure shares a destiny with you.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Nuwa cradled her newly acquired spiritual treasure, happily thanking him.
“Jieyin, Zhunti, the two of you have vowed to deliver the West, harboring great perseverance. Today, I bestow upon you the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, the Guidance Banner, and the Divine Pestle of Blessing. I hope you will be diligent and not disappoint me.”
Forget it. In the end, he owed a great karma to the West.
Time to pay the debt.
The fellow brothers, Jieyin and Zhunti, exchanged a glance, their faces overflowing with wild joy one after another. “Thank you, Teacher, for your mercy!”
Finally, the Dao Ancestor shifted his gaze to Yuan Heng, a trace of apology in his eyes. “My disciple, Yuan Heng...”
Damn it, how could the remaining treasures possibly be worthy of his darling disciple?
“Your disciple is here.”
Yuan Heng stood up and bowed with cupped hands. Meeting Hongjun's eyes, which were filled with heartache, she felt somewhat bewildered.
The Dao Ancestor looked at her. “Is there anything you desire?”
“Your disciple does not desire anything,” Yuan Heng thought about it and gently shook her head.
She figured that even if she asked for them, she wouldn't know how to use them. More importantly, aside from the few extremely famous ones, she didn't even know the names of any other treasures.
She still didn't even know how to use a single one of the massive pile of treasures the Wu tribe had gifted her.
Hongjun: “...”
The Six Sages: “...”
Everyone else: “...”
How agonizing! You've already come all this way, so what's with this act of being pure and detached from worldly desires?!
She's posing a bit too much.
Hongjun sighed helplessly. His disciple was truly...
“Forget it. These two Innate Spiritual Treasures—the All-Spirits Jade Axis and the Vitality-Generating Silk Codex—are compatible with your Dao, so I shall bestow them upon you.”
Yuan Heng looked at the lustrous, deep-green jade tablet and the glowing white booklet that was as thin as a cicada's wing in her hands. Hmm... these sound like classic healer gear.
Hongjun paused for two seconds. After considering for a moment, amidst the noisy, gibbering clamor of the Heavenly Dao, he gave her the Qiankun Cauldron as well.
“This item is called the Qiankun Cauldron. I shall bestow it upon you as well.”
Cradling her freshly acquired treasures, Yuan Heng bowed to Hongjun. “Thank you, Master, for bestowing these treasures.”
Ah, the Qiankun Cauldron sounds a bit familiar... Oh well, I'll study it slowly once I get back.
Hongjun nodded in satisfaction, his face full of gratification.
Seeing this, the crowd below thought that there was nothing left.
They hurriedly grew anxious, either begging or crying out, “We beg the Dao Ancestor for mercy! Please bestow a spiritual treasure upon us!”
“The Dao Ancestor is merciful...”
The scene instantly became rowdy. Hongjun frowned. “Enough.”
Inside Purple Heaven Palace, instant silence fell.
The Dao Ancestor's voice suddenly turned vast and ethereal. “I obtained the Jade Register of Creation, comprehended the Hunyuan Great Dao, and have lectured three times within Purple Heaven Palace, transmitting the teachings to all living beings of the Primordial World. My nine-thousand-year responsibility of preaching the Dao is now complete with great merit today.”
“I sense that the Heavenly Dao is incomplete. Therefore, I have resolved to merge my body with the Dao to fill this void. Henceforth, Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun. Unless a great calamity of heaven and earth occurs, Hongjun shall not emerge.”
Just as someone was about to cry and wail a couple of lines for the sake of appearances, Hongjun waved his hand, and they immediately shut their mouths.
He looked at the crowd below, who bore various expressions, and spoke the words they had long been anticipating: “The treasures inside the Treasure Distribution Cliff outside Purple Heaven Palace are of no use to me anymore. Go and take them yourself. Remember, how much you obtain depends on fate; do not force it.”
“Go on.”
Hongjun waved his sleeve, and the gates of Purple Heaven Palace swung wide open. Seeing this, the crowd surged outward in succession.
Very quickly, the halls of Purple Heaven Palace were empty. In the blink of an eye, only Yuan Heng, the Dao Ancestor, and the two young attendants, Haotian and Yaochi, remained.
Hongjun looked down at Yuan Heng below the platform and raised an eyebrow, shedding some of his detached, ethereal air. “My disciple, why didn't you go?”
Yuan Heng scrambled down from her lotus and took a few steps closer to the Dao Ancestor. “Um... Yuan Heng was fortunate enough to be taken as a personal disciple by the Dao Ancestor, so I wanted to get to know you, elder... to get to know you better.”
She looked up at the handsome middle-aged face in front of her. The word 'elderly' simply refused to come out of her mouth.
Hongjun felt a burst of gratification in his heart. As expected of his dream disciple, she was naturally different from the rest.
He patted the spot opposite him. “Excellent. Come, my disciple, sit down and let's talk.”
Yuan Heng nodded and sat down obediently. How could a qualified disciple let the atmosphere turn awkward?
She smiled self-consciously and initiated the conversation, “Actually, your disciple didn't expect to be accepted as a disciple by Master, let alone a personal one. I must thank Master for this.”
Hongjun shook his head, the corners of his lips curving up slightly. “Then I am entirely the opposite of you. From the first moment I laid eyes on you, I felt you shared a destiny with me, and that you were destined to be my disciple.”
Oh my, oh my~
“Then your judgment is very good.”
Yes, our little Yuan Heng had a very strong sense of deservingness.
Hongjun smiled and nodded, not finding anything wrong with those words at all. “Of course. You share a destiny with me.”
To tell the truth, Yuan Heng found her current Master to be quite amiable.
Hongjun looked at Yuan Heng, whose small face was full of smiles, and suddenly shifted the topic. “My disciple, I did not give you the last strand of purple qi. Do you harbor any resentment?”
Huh???
She didn't at all!
Yuan Heng blinked her eyes, her pale gold eyes filled with pure clarity. “Your disciple doesn't harbor any resentment.”
“Whatever Master does must surely have a reason. Moreover, being taken in as a disciple by Master and receiving some protection is already enough to make Yuan Heng very content.”
Hongjun was even more satisfied. Look at how considerate and easily pleased his disciple was.
How rare was this in the Primordial World!
“The Grand Purple Qi all carry great karma and are determined by the Heavenly Dao; they have their own preordained destination.”
“It is good as long as you do not blame me.”
Yuan Heng shook her head. “Naturally, I won't.”
The more Hongjun interacted with Yuan Heng, the more he felt she was exactly as he had imagined—her talent, her temperament... and most importantly of all, why was this child so incredibly sweet and considerate?
“Does my disciple truly have nothing else they desire?”
Hongjun extended the invitation for a wish once more. Yuan Heng blinked her eyes. “Uh... does Master happen to have the Renshui Flat Peach Tree? Could you give your disciple a branch from the mother tree?”
Hongjun: “...”
That was it?
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