A ruler about three chi long appeared in Feng Xuan's hand.
The body of the ruler was wreathed in purplish-green Qi, shimmering with the golden radiance of Merit. At the same time, an intensely pure murderous intent flowed across the ruler, striking terror into the hearts of all who beheld it.
It was the Post-Heaven Supreme Treasure of Merit, the Great Meng Measure Ruler!
It was born from the combination of one-tenth of the Primordial-Opening Merit and a wisp of Grandmist Qi from the very birth of the Primordial world.
As a supreme treasure of slaughter, its might was in no way inferior to the Pangu Banner, and it possessed the abilities to kill without incurring karmic consequences and to shatter all laws.
Truly, it was a fine treasure for murder and pillaging!
Envious gazes converged upon him. The Sanqing were direct disciples, so nobody said anything about them obtaining treasures of that caliber, but Feng Xuan was merely a grand-disciple yet still received such a treasure.
They were so envious they could cry!
"This disciple pays respects and expresses gratitude to Master!" The Sanqing saw this and once again bowed in gratitude to Daoist Ancestor Hongjun.
Feng Xuan also respectfully bowed, "This grand-disciple pays respects and expresses gratitude to Grandmaster!"
Hongjun nodded in response, then withdrew seven wisps of purplish Qi filled with the profound mysteries of the Great Dao from his Dao robes.
"These are the Grandmist Purple Qi. Study them well and strive to attain sainthood at an early date."
Six wisps of Grandmist Purple Qi flew out and sank into the primordial spirits of the six individuals.
The people below looked on with immense envy, especially Di Jun and Taiyi. They considered themselves in no way inferior to the six seated on the futons, yet they were fated to miss out on this supreme holy treasure.
At this moment, the final wisp of Grandmist Purple Qi drew the gazes of everyone present. They understood this was their last chance.
"We beseech the Daoist Ancestor to show mercy and bestow upon us the chance to attain sainthood!"
The crowd below cried out in unison.
Hongjun, however, paid them no heed. Instead, he glanced at Feng Xuan.
Sensing this, Feng Xuan instantly shrank his head back into his collar. He dared not want it; that final wisp of Grandmist Purple Qi was a death warrant, and whoever took it would meet misfortune.
If he took it, he would not be able to step foot out of Mount Kunlun for the rest of his life until he attained sainthood.
The losses outweighed the gains!
Besides, he possessed heaven-defying comprehension. Even though the current environment of heaven and earth was inferior to the Chaos era, he still had the confidence to prove the Dao through sheer force!
He had no need for any Grandmist Purple Qi whatsoever.
Seeing him act thus, Hongjun shook his head with a sigh and looked down at the crowd below.
"The Great Dao numbers fifty, the Heavenly Dao operates at forty-nine, and one escapes—that one represents a glimmer of a chance of survival. Let this final wisp of Grandmist Purple Qi choose for itself."
With that, he released the final wisp of Grandmist Purple Qi.
The Grandmist Purple Qi stirred without wind, as if endowed with consciousness, circling within the Zixiao Palace.
It passed by Di Jun, Taiyi, Minghe, Dongwang Gong, Western Wangmu, Kunpeng...
Finally, it lingered above Hongyun's head, and immediately afterward, it merged into Hongyun's primordial spirit, choosing Hongyun.
"Many thanks to the Daoist Ancestor for your mercy!"
Hongyun bowed cheerfully to thank Hongjun.
Everyone else glared at Hongyun through clenched teeth, wishing they could tear him apart and swallow him raw.
Kunpeng, in particular, was furious. Back during the first lecture, if not for Hongyun playing the good guy and giving up his seat, he might not have fallen from the futon and lost his opportunity to attain sainthood.
He already held extreme resentment toward Hongyun; he never expected that Hongyun would now obtain the chance to become a saint!
This left him feeling extremely unbalanced, and he was already plotting how to kill him.
Seeing this situation, Zhenyuanzi, who was standing beside Hongyun, hurriedly pulled his close friend to his side to protect him.
He prepared to take his friend and flee the moment the lecture concluded.
"This lecture is now at an end. I shall embody the Heavenly Dao to mend its deficiencies."
"From this day forth, Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun!"
Upon hearing this, everyone bowed in prostration. "The Daoist Ancestor is truly righteous!"
At this moment, a trace of relief crossed Hongjun's expression before he calmly spoke:
"I have been in existence since the beginning of the Primordial-Opening, roaming the Primordial world for endless years and gathering countless Spiritual Treasures. I have now placed them all upon the Treasure-Dividing Cliff outside Zixiao Palace. You may go and take them as you please; how many you can get depends entirely on your affinity."
As his voice fell, the Sanqing reacted first, transforming directly into streams of light as they flew out.
The rest followed closely behind, unleashing unprecedented speed.
If you weren't proactive about free Spiritual Treasures, you would end up crying while searching the Primordial land later.
Only Hongjun, Feng Xuan, and Houtu remained inside Zixiao Palace. gatherings
Feng Xuan bowed to Hongjun and then stood up to leave. He did not have much interest in those Spiritual Treasures, since most of them had already been pocketed by his masters.
The First Master had taken dozens of items, the Second Master had taken dozens of items, and the Third Master had taken over a hundred items!
Everyone else could only pick up scraps!
He would just wait until the end to collect the Treasure-Dividing Cliff.
Feng Xuan strode out of the hall doors, instantly startling Haotian and Yaochi, who were dozing off nearby.
The two of them looked at Feng Xuan before them with curiosity and mustered the courage to ask:
"Are you also transformed from a boulder of Chaos?"
[Ding! It is detected that Haotian and Yaochi wish to befriend you. Host, please make the following choice.]
[One: Refine them on the spot. People of the same race are meant to enhance oneself; take advantage of Hongjun's inattention to refine the two of them instantly. Reward: Hongjun's favorability toward you drops directly to zero.]
[Two: Befriend the two of them. Possessing the Supreme 99 Destiny and the Phoenix Destiny, the two of them will surely become your support in the future. Reward: Supreme 99 Destiny.]
Seeing the system options, Feng Xuan chose the second one without hesitation.
Although the two of them were tempting, it wasn't enough to make him do such a thing.
Feng Xuan turned his head and revealed a kindly smile.
"That's right, are you two as well?"
"Mm-hmm!"
Haotian and Yaochi nodded their little heads repeatedly, delight showing on their faces.
They had finally seen someone of their own kind.
Little did they know that Feng Xuan was swallowing hard at that moment; those doll-like appearances really made him want to capture them directly and refine them on the spot!
"Right, take this as a welcoming gift from me."
Feng Xuan produced the Grade-5 Golden Core that his First Master had bestowed upon him the first time, and gave it to the two of them.
After receiving it, the two of them shed tears of gratitude. Aside from Hongjun, this was the first time anyone had treated them this well.
The two couldn't help but rush forward and hug him, crying their eyes out.
"Wuwuwu, Big Brother, you are too good to us."
[Congratulations to the host for choosing option two. The Supreme 99 Destiny has been issued.]
The Supreme 99 Destiny rewarded by the system was a cluster of purple-golden Qi, which would only integrate upon use; otherwise, it would remain inside the system space.
It just so happened that his current strength was insufficient to contend for supremacy in the Primordial world. He would wait until the Lich race retreated from being the masters of heaven and earth before striving for it.
He would sit back and reap the fisherman's profit.
After comforting the two of them, Feng Xuan hurried toward the Treasure-Dividing Cliff.
Clutching the Grade-5 Golden Cores in their hands, Haotian and Yaochi looked at his receding back with deep admiration and reverence, making up their minds in secret.
When he arrived at the Treasure-Dividing Cliff, all the magical treasures had already been pretty much collected, and everyone was preparing to leave.
Feng Xuan swaggered over, hoisted the Treasure-Dividing Cliff onto his shoulders, and stowed it into his own Minor-Sutra space while everyone stood there bewildered.
Looking at the empty space left behind, the crowd finally came to their senses.
They had been careless!
A Treasure-Dividing Cliff capable of bearing so many Spiritual Treasures was undoubtedly an extraordinary treasure in its own right.
Pity it had already been taken by someone else.
The pain! It was simply too painful!
"Hahahaha, my disciple is truly clever; even this master didn't react in time."
Yuanshi laughed heartily, his voice echoing through the Chaos, as if wanting everyone to know how brilliant Feng Xuan was.
"Hmph!" Dongwang Gong wore a displeased expression and left the Chaos.
Di Jun and Taiyi continued off to recruit Kunpeng, Baize, and other mighty figures of the Demon Race.
"Little Brother Feng Xuan, you haven't come to see me for so long. Do you dislike me?"
At that moment, Nuwa happened to arrive beside Feng Xuan. Her exquisite face carried a wisp of grievance, making her look like a neglected woman.
Feng Xuan was just about to reply.
[Ding! It is detected that Nuwa wants to invite you to Fengqi Canyon to properly thank you. Host, please make the following choice.]
[One: Go. Go ahead, why wouldn't you go? What is she going to do, eat you? Reward: Thirty percent comprehension of the Creation Great Dao Law.]
[Two: Do not go. Hole up in Mount Kunlun; the Primordial world is far too dangerous, and until you reach the level of a Daluo Golden Immortal, you are mere cannon fodder. Reward: Cultivation speed increased tenfold for the next ten thousand years.]