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After hearing Ye Chuanze's words, Hongyun Daoist's smile completely vanished, and his expression turned pale. After a moment, he bitterly smiled and said, "I have caused trouble for Zhen Yuanzi."
Inside the Twelfth-Rank Black Lotus, Ye Chuanze secretly curled his lips and said, "Anything related to you, Red Cloud, Zhen Yuanzi is likely to take pleasure in it. If you truly care about Zhen Yuanzi's well-being, then in the future, do not seek the spotlight or invite trouble upon yourself; that would be the best comfort for Zhen Yuanzi."
Ye Chuanze originally did not want to involve himself in the matters between Red Cloud and Zhen Yuanzi; they were both willing participants, and it was none of his business. However, he could see that Red Cloud had poor luck and was likely to have a short life ahead. Although Ye Chuanze did not have a deep friendship with Hongyun Daoist, he had some rapport with Zhen Yuanzi. For Zhen Yuanzi's sake, Ye Chuanze decided to remind Red Cloud. However, whether Red Cloud would heed his advice was uncertain.
But knowing Red Cloud's character, Ye Chuanze feared that his warning today would be in vain; Red Cloud would likely dismiss his words and continue as usual. As the saying goes, "A leopard cannot change its spots," it seemed difficult for Red Cloud to change his habit of seeking trouble! Sighing inwardly, Ye Chuanze looked at Hongyun Daoist sitting contentedly on the Lotus Platform ahead and thought to himself, I can only help you this much, Zhen Yuanzi.
Nüwa and Fuxi approached. At this moment, there were two vacant Lotus Platforms beside Red Cloud. Nüwa sat down on one of them. Just as Fuxi was about to take the last available Lotus Platform, a voice suddenly called out, "Fuxi Daoist!" halting his movement.
Fuxi turned around to see Di Jun and Taiyi walking towards him. A slight smile appeared on Fuxi's face as he said warmly, "Ah, it's Di Jun and Taiyi! Long time no see; you both still look splendid."
Di Jun subtly glanced at the last remaining Lotus Platform next to Nüwa and calculated in his mind while maintaining a familiar smile as he replied to Fuxi, "Fuxi Daoist as well! Since our last parting, I often reminisce about our drinking and discussing philosophy beneath Buzhou Mountain."
Fuxi chuckled lightly but said nothing.
Originally, Fuxi intended to sit on the vacant Lotus Platform beside Nüwa. However, with Di Jun and Taiyi arriving, he felt embarrassed to take a seat while leaving them standing. Having a good relationship with both Di Jun and Taiyi made it awkward for Fuxi to sit down in front of them. In this dilemma, Fuxi couldn't help but complain inwardly about how careless Hongjun Daoist was for only providing six Lotus Platforms—didn't he fear it wouldn't be enough?
Fuxi naturally could not understand the special significance represented by these Lotus Platforms. However, Ye Chuanze knew! Although he had only a partial understanding of Primordial mythology and legends, he was aware of the Seven Saints of Primordial times. Dao Ancestor Hongjun was the first among mortals to attain sainthood; subsequently, six disciples followed suit: Nüwa, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhun Ti. In the Purple Cloud Palace hall stood seven Lotus Platforms; the one above was for Hongjun Daoist's position while three were occupied by the Three Pure Ones and one by Nüwa. This led Ye Chuanze to suspect that these Lotus Platforms represented positions of Sagehood.
Ye Chuanze glanced at Hongyun Daoist occupying one of the six Lotus Platforms and sighed inwardly. Hongyun Daoist might not know whether this was fortunate or unfortunate for him. Then Primordial Spirit transmitted a message to Fuxi saying, "Ignore Di Jun and Taiyi; sit down! That Lotus Platform cannot be given up!"
Upon hearing this, Fuxi paused slightly before smiling at Di Jun and saying, "Fuxi will always welcome you at Buzhou Mountain!" With that said, he naturally moved toward Nüwa's side intending to sit down. Di Jun noticed this action; his gaze flickered with a hint of joy but did not voice any objections.
At that moment, an unexpected turn of events occurred. A gust of wind swept through as a figure suddenly appeared before Fuxi could take his seat—someone quickly occupied the Lotus Platform beside Nüwa. Di Jun's face flashed with barely perceptible delight upon seeing this.
The figure sitting next to Nüwa was a Daoist with sharp brows and eyes exuding coldness; their features were chiseled like they were carved from stone—handsome yet intimidating. Dressed in a simple gray robe was none other than Kunpeng Daoist from the Northern Sea!
Di Jun took the lead in confronting him with a stern voice: "Kunpeng Daoist! This position is not for you! Hurry up and vacate it!"
"Why can't I sit?" Kunpeng retorted.
"Everything has its order, and this position is not for someone who arrived last like you," Di Jun replied.
Hearing this, Kunpeng said without even lifting his eyelids, "The early bird gets the worm. Since I have already sat down, this position is mine. Di Jun, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being slower than others!"
"Hmph!" Di Jun's expression darkened slightly as he coldly said, "Kunpeng, you should get up quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Standing quietly beside Di Jun was Taiyi, whose expression was calm as he casually played with the Eastern Emperor Bell in his hand. Kunpeng glanced at the Eastern Emperor Bell in Taiyi's hand and felt a sense of dread. If it were just Di Jun, it would be manageable; but with Taiyi involved, his chances of winning seemed slim. Kunpeng did not want to stubbornly fight over this Lotus Platform position with Di Jun, but he also couldn't swallow his pride and let Di Jun take it without a fight.
Kunpeng then looked at Fuxi standing nearby. This position had originally been taken from Fuxi, so he said to Fuxi, "I return this position to you!" After saying that, he stood aside.
Immediately, Di Jun's face turned sour. After all that effort, he ended up giving the position to someone else?
Fuxi's expression was not much better. Kunpeng had taken his position without a word and now had a dispute with Di Jun, leaving him with this hot potato. Fuxi found himself in a dilemma; sitting or not sitting both seemed problematic. He did not want to offend Di Jun or create enmity with him over this Lotus Platform position. However, if he gave the position to Di Jun, Kunpeng might cause trouble again, and Fuxi himself was reluctant to give the position to Di Jun.
At that moment, two Daoists entered through the door; they were Jieyin and Zhun Ti from the West.
Upon seeing these two Daoists, Fuxi's expression brightened as he had an idea. He said to the obviously weary Guide Daoist who had traveled from afar, "Dao friend, please come and sit down for a rest!" implying that he would give the Lotus Platform to Jieyin.
The kind-faced Guide Daoist looked at Fuxi and replied lightly, "Thank you, Fuxi." He then stepped forward and took a seat.
Ye Chuanze felt a twinge of regret upon seeing this; it seemed that the Saint Position was not meant for Fuxi. However, he did not feel too strongly about it since changing the course of events could lead to unknown outcomes. Following history's path would at least prevent any major upheaval. From what he knew of history, although Fuxi had not become a saint, as the Human Emperor among the Three Sovereigns, his status was noble and enjoyed the fortune of humanity—hardly inferior to that of a Sage.
Seeing that the Lotus Platform had ultimately gone to Jieyin, Di Jun snorted but did not voice any objections. With Fuxi in front and Kunpeng behind him, there was no way this position could fall into his hands. Since that was the case, he saw no point in stirring things up further.
Taiyi noticed that his brother had stopped speaking and put away the Eastern Emperor Bell.
Zhun Ti Dao Ren scanned those present and quickly understood what had just transpired. He sighed dramatically and feigned sorrow: "My brother and I traveled thousands of miles from the West just to listen to teachings at Purple Cloud Palace. After such a long journey filled with dust and fatigue, we end up without even a place to sit! Alas! How pitiful!"
The three Pure Ones seated on the three Lotus Platforms at the front remained unmoved as if they hadn't heard him. Nüwa showed no intention of getting up to offer her seat. As for Guide Daoist, he understood his disciple's intentions well. Only Hongyun Daoist smiled and stood up to say to Zhun Ti Dao Ren, "Zhun Ti, please take this position to rest."
Zhun Ti felt a surge of joy upon hearing the words, but suddenly his mind stirred as he realized he had formed Karma with Hongyun Daoist. He was taken aback; who would have thought that simply giving up a seat would lead to such a connection? At this moment, it was too late for regrets! Zhun Ti could only brace himself and walk forward, taking the seat that Hongyun Daoist had just vacated.
Seeing this, Ye Chuanze, who was resting on Fuxi's shoulder, could only shake his head in silence. Indeed, Red Cloud was unfortunate. He had arrived first and secured the Saint Position, yet he ended up giving it away. The fact that he brushed past this Saint Position clearly showed his lack of fortune.
After Red Cloud relinquished his seat, the competition for the Primordial Saint Position was settled.
One after another, many immortals entered the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the teachings, including Zhen Yuanzi. Upon seeing Zhen Yuanzi, Red Cloud cheerfully approached him, and the two sat together amicably.
Although there was no Lotus Platform, one couldn't possibly stand while listening to the teachings, could they? The lectures could last from hundreds to millions of years; who could stand for hundreds or thousands of years to listen? Thus, Fuxi snapped his fingers to clear the dust from a space behind Nüwa and sat down on the ground. Di Jun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng followed suit, and all the later arrivals without a Lotus Platform also sat on the ground.
Once Fuxi settled down, the Black Lotus, which had been resting on his shoulder, floated up, expanding in size until it landed on the ground beside him. Gradually, a figure of a young boy with long black hair appeared on the massive Twelve-Tiered Black Lotus Platform.
Fuxi glanced at the emerging figure of Ye Chuanze, then turned his gaze away.
After a long while, a figure clad in a Purple Robe and Flowing Hair emerged from a side hall.
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