When Lady Houtu achieved sainthood, the boundless Merit that descended from the heavens far surpassed that generated when Empress Nuwa created humankind. Naturally, this shook the five Hunyuan Sages residing in the chaos above the thirty-three heavens, as well as the various mighty figures across the Primordial World. Pinching their fingers in divination, they realized that Lady Houtu had willingly sacrificed her good corpse to transform into the Underworld, prompting them to sigh endlessly at her boundless compassion.
In the Great Dao of three thousand paths, any one could lead to the Hunyuan realm. Yet all the immortals and sages of the Primordial World understood in their hearts that only one path lay open to them: the Three Corpses method of attaining the Dao. Without a good corpse, however, how could one unite the Three Corpses? Attempting to attain the Dao would be sheer fantasy. Thus, the good corpse was of vital importance even to a sage. Yet for the sake of all living beings, Houtu had willingly cast aside her good corpse, carving out a glimmer of survival for the multitudes. Such a feat was something even Laizi might not have been able to accomplish.
In the Western realm of Mount Lingtai, Taoist Zhunti sighed at Houtu's selflessness before immediately turning his mind to what this event meant for the West. By now, all seven sages decreed by the Dao Ancestor had attained the Dao; the East boasted five sages, while the West had only two. The disparity was stark. Zhu…
Chapter 37