38: Chapter 38 The Construction of the Heavenly Court at Haotian Yaochi and Reactions from All Sides

The two gazed at the fleeting figures of The Six Sages, standing in the empty Chaos, looking at each other in dismay; the ecstasy of having just been appointed as the Heavenly Emperor and Queen Mother instantly faded somewhat.

"The Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters... seem unwilling to acknowledge us."

Yaochi spoke softly, a hint of timidity between her brows. The three top-grade Innate Spirit Treasures she had just obtained—the Yaochi Immortal Silk, Yaochi Jade Bottle, and Yaochi Golden Mirror—were glowing faintly, but they could not warm the slight chill in her heart.

Haotian tightened his grip on the Haotian Three Treasures and took a deep breath, saying, "It is no matter. We have been commanded by the Revered Master to govern the Heavenly Court; we are the orthodox authority of the Heavenly Dao. They will have to acknowledge us sooner or later. Returning to the Primordial World, establishing the Lingxiao Palace, gathering the myriad spirits of the Primordial World, and consolidating our power is what truly matters."

With that, Haotian utilized his authority as the Heavenly Emperor, unleashing a thick stream of Heavenly Dao power to tear through the Chaos and open a passage leading directly to the center of the Primordial World.

Their figures flickered as they stepped into it, and in an instant, they arrived at the former site of the Yao Race Heavenly Court—the ruins of the South Heaven Gate above the Thirty-Six Heavens.

The Yao Race Heavenly Court, once governed by Dijun, had been magnificent, but now only broken walls and ruins remained. Scorched marks left by the flames of the Witch-Demon Calamity covered the palaces, with residual Evil Qi and chaotic Spiritual Qi.

It no longer bore the appearance of the Primordial World's top-tier blessed land.

The war between the Witch and Yao Races had not interfered with the Heavenly Court; its ruined state was caused by Ancestral Witch Gong Gong tearing it apart. After Gong Gong finished tearing it down, he intended to crash into Mount Buzhou but was knocked unconscious and taken away by Houtu.

Looking at the dilapidated Heavenly Court, Haotian's mouth twitched, but he still bowed to the heavens with Yaochi.

First, they had to proclaim to the Primordial World, announcing the birth of the new Heavenly Emperor and Queen Mother.

Haotian stood atop the ruins, his authority as Heavenly Emperor spreading out with a boom, enveloping the entire site of the old Heavenly Court: "From this day forward, this place shall be the new Heavenly Court. I am Haotian, acting under the Dao Ancestor's decree as the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, to govern the myriad spirits of the Primordial World!"

Yaochi followed closely, her authority as Queen Mother merging with his. The Dao rhymes of Heavenly laws and precepts flowed around her body: "I am Yaochi, acting under the Dao Ancestor's decree as the Queen Mother of the Heavenly Court, to assist the Heavenly Emperor. From this day forth, all living beings of the Primordial World must obey the orders of the Heavenly Court, abide by the Heavenly laws, and follow the Heavenly Dao. Those who violate this will be attacked by all!"

With the reinforcement of the Heavenly Dao's power, the two voices resounded throughout the Primordial World, spreading across the Primordial Continent and the four seas and eight wildernesses.

The myriad spirits of the Primordial World simultaneously learned who the new Heavenly Emperor and Queen Mother were.

Beside the Naihe Bridge in the Netherworld, Houtu sat on the seat of Meng Po, where the River of Oblivion flowed quietly. Hearing the news just relayed by Hongyun, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes: "The new Emperor of the Heavenly Dao... is actually the boy from beside the Dao Ancestor."

Dijiang, Zhurong, and the other Ten Yama Kings stood in the Hall of Reincarnation, exchanging glances with calm expressions: "The Heavenly Dao has its own fixed numbers. We govern the Reincarnation of the Netherworld and shall not interfere in the disputes of the Heavenly Court; we only need to maintain the order of the Earthly Dao."

The few Ancestral Witches now possessed Primordial Spirits and had become smarter; naturally, they would not waste too much energy on the affairs of the Heavenly Court.

On the Coast of the East Sea, inside a stone house, Shi Yan slowly opened his eyes from his closed-door Cultivate. The Great Dao of Time and Space swirled in his eyes. Feeling his cultivation, which had reached the Perfection of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, the corners of his mouth curled upward: "I've made it. I can Breakthrough to the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal before the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."

Afterward, he heard the Dao voices of Haotian and Yaochi and knew that the meeting at Zixiao Palace had concluded, so he continued his Cultivate.

On Kunlun Mountain, in Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun's face was livid, and his body radiated a biting cold aura. Inside the hall, the Twelve Golden Immortals stood on both sides, none daring to make a sound.

"Revered Master, the new Heavenly Emperor... should we obey his orders?" Guangchengzi asked cautiously, stepping forward.

Yuanshi Tianzun let out a cold snort, his voice as frigid as ice: "Obey? He is merely a boy from beside the Dao Ancestor. What virtue or ability does he have to make you bow to him? I want to see if this so-called Heavenly Emperor can suppress the Primordial World!"

"Virtue does not match his position; sooner or later, he will die and his Dao will dissipate."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He had debated the Three Sages at Zixiao Palace until his face was red, only for it to turn out to be a farce, causing him to lose all face. The disdain and dissatisfaction in his heart toward Haotian and Yaochi had already taken deep root.

On Jinao Island, in Biyou Palace, the Sect Leader Tongtian sat on a cloud bed, with Daoist Duobao and the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect standing respectfully.

"Revered Master, that Haotian is just a boy. By what right does he occupy the position of Heavenly Emperor? We, the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect, are unconvinced!" Daoist Duobao said indignantly.

Sect Leader Tongtian's tone was displeased: "And what if you are unconvinced? It is the Dao Ancestor's decree, and the Heavenly Dao has already decided!"

"Then Revered Master, should we, the Disciples of the Jie Sect, listen to his orders?"

"He is not worthy. If the Heavenly Court dares to dictate things to my Jie Sect in the future, don't blame me for being impolite!"

On Mount Sumeru in the West, the Western Sect. Zhunti looked at the Thirty-Six Heavens with unwillingness: "My Karma, my Luck, it's all gone..."

Jieyin's voice was dull: "Two boys cannot handle such a large Heavenly Court. Junior Brother, you should go to the Heavenly Court more often to pick up some scraps."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti gave a soft grunt of acknowledgment.

On Shouyang Mountain, in Bajing Palace, Taiqing had long since used the taiji diagram to seal the Pill Refining Room. The Revered Master and Disciple did not hear the Dao voices of Haotian and Yaochi.

Nüwa Palace, located beyond the heavens, also did not hear the Dao voices of Haotian and Yaochi. Looking at her brother's Primordial Spirit before her, Nüwa could not stop feeling sorrowful.

At this moment, Fuxi was covered in Karma—the Karma caused by annihilating the Witch race. Nüwa's Karma could only protect Fuxi from being corroded by the Karma, but it could not completely remove his Karma. Without removing the Karma completely, it was impossible to reshape his Physical Body.

The myriad spirits of the Primordial World, upon hearing of the investiture of the new Heavenly Emperor, were also discussing it fervently. The Witch-Demon Calamity had just passed, and all spirits were still shaken. Now that they had changed to two Heavenly Emperors who were born as boy attendants, possessing neither glorious battle achievements nor prestige in the Primordial World, for a time, no one truly submitted, and all were waiting and watching.

Meanwhile, in the Thirty-Six Heavens, Haotian and Yaochi were setting about rebuilding the Heavenly Court, gathering the remnants, and establishing official positions, but they discovered that no one came to join them. All the major forces and blessed lands of the Primordial World kept their doors closed, turning a blind eye.

Haotian stood on the ruins, looking at the empty Heavenly Court, his eyes full of confusion. Why did no one come to join? Was the Luck of the Heavenly Court not appealing?

Yaochi gently held Haotian's hand and said softly: "Since the Revered Master has let us govern the Heavenly Court, we will surely be able to do it well."

Haotian nodded, his eyes reigniting with determination: "That's right. We act under the Revered Master's decree. Sooner or later, there will come a day when all the races of the Primordial World and the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters among The Six Sages will all acknowledge me as the Heavenly Emperor and you as the Queen Mother!"

Afterward, Yaochi said another thing: "Senior Brother, did the Revered Master give you any spiritual materials?" Haotian looked at Yaochi in confusion, not understanding. "No, where would they come from?" "Could it be that there are no spiritual materials in the Yao Race treasury?"

Yaochi nodded upon hearing this, her tone a bit angry and a bit strange. "The rare Spirit Treasures, Spiritual Roots, and spiritual materials in the Yao Race treasury are all gone... and..." "And what?"

Yaochi paused for a moment and continued: "And, it seems the Yao Race treasury has been dug three feet deep. Even the walls made of heavenly jade have been scraped clean. Nothing is left, only an empty space."

"What!?!" Haotian listened to Yaochi's words in disbelief. Afterward, he hurriedly went to the Yao Race treasury. Finally, looking at the squeaky-clean Yao Race treasury, he roared: "Who!? Who on earth stole my spiritual materials?"

At the same time, Zhunti, who was teaching the Little Golden Crow, suddenly felt Zixiao Divine Thunder being born in his Primordial Spirit, and his saintly body gave a shudder. "It must be someone fated who is summoning me!" Afterward, Zhunti fled toward the East, searching for the fated object/person.