147: Three Lectures

Soon, the time for the third lecture at Zixiao Palace drew near.

All living beings left their respective Dao fields and headed toward the Chaos Zixiao Palace.

Everyone attached great importance to this lecture, and no one dared to treat it lightly.

On one hand, this was the Saint's final lecture; after this, there would be no more opportunities to listen to the Saint's teachings.

And since it was the final lecture, there were bound to be some hidden trump cards revealed.

Perhaps the Saint might even disclose the method to become a Saint.

At this moment, many Innate Sacred Beings had already gathered outside Zixiao Palace.

The Three Pure Ones were still the first to arrive, followed by Nuwa, Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun...

Even Jieyin and Zhunti arrived very early, fearing they might miss this most important Opportunity.

Everyone greeted those around them as usual.

Many present had already achieved the Quasi-Saint stage, and they were exchanging their insights and experiences from their Cultivation.

Of course, there were also some who, for various reasons, had not yet made a Breakthrough to the Quasi-Saint stage.

Some lacked a suitable Innate Spirit Treasure, causing their cultivation to stall at the Daluo Perfection realm.

Others simply lacked sufficient strength and had not yet reached the threshold for Slaying the Corpses.

Regardless, the gap between Innate Sacred Beings was fully on display at this moment.

If one were to ask who among the many Innate Sacred Beings was the most eye-catching, it would undoubtedly be the East Duke, who was currently at the height of his fame in the Great Wilderness.

As the head of male immortals and the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Court, his mindset had undergone a significant shift.

From his initial occasional arrogance, he had now become infinitely rampant.

He already gave off the feeling that he didn't care about anyone else.

One wondered if his next step would be to treat even the Saint with disrespect.

Seeing him like this, Taiyi could hardly resist the urge to use the chaos bell to give him a few heavy blows to the head.

Dijun, on the other hand, watched with a cold, sideways glance, waiting to see how high he could build his tower before it fell.

The Ancestral Witch Houtu, who had once again come alone, couldn't help but feel a bit surprised upon seeing so many Quasi-Saint Cultivators.

Clearly, the gap between these Cultivators and her brothers and sisters had been quite large before.

Except for a few truly ruthless individuals, they hadn't taken these so-called Innate Sacred Beings seriously.

Now, however, these beings were breaking through one after another, their strength increasing significantly.

Although the strength of the Ancestral Witches was also constantly improving, the gap between them and the group of Innate Sacred Beings had indeed narrowed.

This indicated that the Dao methods taught by this Saint contained their own profound mysteries.

But what disappointed her was that while her own strength was very high, her Primordial Spirit's intensity was far from enough; this kind of Dao method was not suitable for her or the Witch Clan.

While Houtu's thoughts were racing, Haotian and Yaochi opened the gates of Zixiao Palace.

"The time has come. The Master's lecture is about to begin. Everyone, please enter in an orderly fashion."

Without needing his reminder, everyone entered unhurriedly.

Since the seats were already fixed, there was no use in rushing.

After everyone was seated, Hongjun appeared before them.

Without saying much, he began the lecture directly: "This lecture will be on the Dao of the Saint and the method of becoming a Saint!"

As his voice fell, everyone perked up.

The Dao of the Saint and the method of becoming a Saint were what they dreamed of.

However, the crowd had ultimately underestimated this lecture, thinking it would be like the first two—a slow process like boiling a frog in warm water.

They thought the Saint would break everything down and explain it clearly.

But the Dao of the Saint was composed of gems of wisdom where every sentence held a profound mystery, yet it was obscure and difficult to understand, like looking at flowers through a fog.

The Dao of the Saint was profound and unpredictable; not everyone was destined to contemplate and attain the Dao.

At least not in the current Great Wilderness.

The sky was not high enough, the earth was not thick enough, and the number of Saints was also limited.

Despite their varying expressions, all the Innate Sacred Beings held their breath and focused, fearing they might miss a single word or sentence.

As the expressions on everyone's faces shifted, Hongjun gradually let himself go.

Regardless of whether the audience understood, he spoke whatever came to mind.

Inside Zixiao Palace, the sounds of the Dao echoed.

The degree of comprehension varied among the crowd; some felt as if they were drinking sweet dew, while others felt as if they were listening to a celestial script, yet none dared to be the least bit slack.

When Hongjun reached the most profound parts, flowers fell from the sky and golden lotuses gushed from the earth; the entire Zixiao Palace was shrouded in the auspicious light of the Great Dao.

After a period of such intense teaching, everyone was in a bit of a daze.

At this point, Hongjun stopped his lecture, scanned the crowd below, and then spoke:

"From this day forward, the Xuan Sect shall be established. I shall take several Disciples to pass on the orthodoxy of my Xuan Sect."

Before the crowd could recover from the mysteries of the Saint's lecture, they heard that the Saint was about to take Disciples, and they perked up once again.

Naturally, everyone yearned to become a Disciple of the Saint.

This wasn't some ambiguous relationship like a title personally bestowed by the Saint.

This was a genuine personal discipleship, which naturally meant a much closer relationship with the Saint.

Everyone understood this logic, and their eyes were burning with desire, wanting the Saint to take them in.

Hongjun didn't keep them in suspense and spoke directly to Taishang Laozi, who was sitting the closest.

"Taishang, you are the head of the Three Pure Ones and possess the Karma of opening the heavens. You may become a Saint. Are you willing to be a Disciple under my sect?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd was shocked once again.

They had originally thought the Saint would take the East Duke.

After all, he had been using the Saint's name in the Great Wilderness for more than just a few hundred or thousand years.

He truly wished he could label himself as the Saint's Disciple.

But the Saint didn't even look at him first, choosing instead Taishang Laozi, who was sitting on a Prayer Mat.

Did this signify something? Everyone suddenly had a premonition.

Especially Kunpeng, whose eyes, dark enough to drip water, stared at the six Prayer Mats in front.

"Disciple greets the Teacher!"

Under everyone's gaze, Taishang Laozi had already stood up to bow, accepting Hongjun's words.

Hongjun nodded and, with a casual wave of his hand, two clusters of spiritual light descended.

"I bestow upon you the Innate Supreme Treasure—the taiji diagram, as well as the foundation for becoming a Saint, the Primordial Violet Qi."

An Innate Supreme Treasure!

The foundation for becoming a Saint!

What these two opportunities meant was already self-evident.

The Primordial Violet Qi reserved a future seat of a Saint, and the Innate Supreme Treasure would safeguard it.

Envy flashed in everyone's eyes.

Yet Taishang Laozi remained as calm as a deep well. He bowed once more and accepted them.

After that, Hongjun turned his gaze toward Yuanshi and Tongtian.

"The two of you are also of the Three Pure Ones; both may become Saints. Are you willing to enter my sect?"

Without any hesitation, Yuanshi and Tongtian also stood up one after another to bow and accept.

Subsequently, they respectively received the pangu banner and the Four Swords of Zhuxian, as well as the Primordial Violet Qi, the foundation for becoming a Saint.

He also specifically cautioned, "Once this formation is deployed, it cannot be broken unless by four Saints. Use it with caution."

It cannot be broken unless by four Saints!

Just how powerful a Spirit Treasure must it be for a Saint to give such an evaluation?

Upon hearing this, Tongtian also curiously sized up these four killing swords, unable to put them down.

Then, Hongjun looked at Nuwa.

"Nuwa, you shall also have a great Opportunity in the future and may become a Saint. You shall be my final inner Disciple."

When he took Nuwa as a Disciple, he only bestowed the Top Grade Innate Spirit Treasures, the Red Embroidered Ball and the Mountain and Rivers State Diagram, along with the Primordial Violet Qi.

Although two Top Grade Innate Spirit Treasures were far less precious than an Innate Supreme Treasure,

Nuwa was not a greedy person. Being able to receive a reward from the Saint was already not easy.

Moreover, she had successfully obtained the most important foundation for becoming a Saint, so what was there to complain about?

"Thank you, Teacher, for the treasures!"

Nuwa was also very pleased and respectfully accepted them.

Of the six people sitting on the Prayer Mats, four had already been taken in by the Saint and had received rewards.

Next it was Jieyin and Zhunti's turn; the two of them were also waiting expectantly, unable to contain their joy.

But Hongjun only glanced at them and then looked away.

"Eh~" The two of them suddenly seemed to have something they wanted to say but hesitated.