The sun rises in the east, and the morning fog lingers.
A bright flag was erected in front of Tian Yuan Palace, with the words "Sealing God Registration Office" written in big characters.
Below the flag was a colorful desk with gold trim, and behind it was a leisure chair made from Phoenix Blood Wood.
At this moment, Yu Yuan was lying on the leisure chair, gently swaying with his eyes closed.
The light breeze passing by carried a faint scent of flowers, refreshing the mind and spirit.
This big flag has been standing there for a long time, but very few have come to register.
Although hundreds of Jie Sect disciples voluntarily put themselves on the investiture list during the Three Sects' negotiations, many were influenced by the atmosphere and the competitive incitement from the Chan Sect disciples.
After the end of the Three Sects' negotiations, those volunteers had somewhat regretted their decision.
Moreover, after Chan Sect and Jie Sect fell out, there was no clear procedure for the Sealing God, and now each sect had their criteria, leaving the future uncertain.
Therefore, those disciples who had initially volunteered for Sealing God were hesitant, choosing to wait and see.
However, waiting led to big news—the Investiture of Long-eared Ding Guang Immortal and more than thirty others onto the Investiture of the Gods!
When this news spread, it immediately stirred up a storm among the disciples and followers of Jie Sect.
Many Immortal Gods applauded enthusiastically.
Yet, more focused their attention on Yu Yuan.
In no time, accusations of "misusing public resources" and "personal vendettas" were all directed at him, and there were even attempts to go to Biyou Palace to ask Sect Hierarch Tongtian to retrieve the Investiture of the Gods.
But Biyou Palace was closed off, inaccessible to ordinary people.
Now the entire Jie Sect was in a state of panic, with everyone feeling vulnerable.
Yu Yuan didn't take any of these rumors to heart, spending his days lounging in a chair in front of Tian Yuan Palace, waiting for those Immortal Gods who volunteered for Investiture to pay a visit.
Months passed in this way. In the end, only slightly over a hundred names were added to the Investiture of the Gods.
This clearly showed how idle his task was.
Normally, for days on end, not a single figure would appear.
But he took advantage of this free time to refine Yuan Tu, Avici, and Purple Lightning Hammer, three top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures. He imprinted his Primordial Spirit into the Innate Restrictions of these treasures.
With these three top-grade treasures at his command, his once-empty wallet suddenly swelled.
Adding the small broken bell, Mixed Gold Hammer, red bow, and Profound Black Treasure Arrow, his offensive capabilities skyrocketed.
It was just that the damaged top-grade Heavenly Sound Bell was still gathering dust in a corner—though he had intended to repair it, he simply couldn't find the time…
No help for it, refining these top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures really took too much time!
Perhaps he would send this Heavenly Sound Bell to Yun Zhongzi to see if he could spare the time to help with the repairs.
This Three Sects negotiations should have been an opportunity for exchanges between their disciples, but it ended in discord, and he and his nephew didn't get to bond…
While he was pondering, a familiar fragrance wafted to his nose.
Then, a breathtaking figure descended from the sky, landing beside him, and said lightly, "Why are you lazing around here again?!"
Hearing this voice, clear as a babbling brook, Yu Yuan subconsciously frowned slightly and then relaxed, smiling as he said:
"You really are pretending quite well..."
"Pretending what? I'm asking you a question!" the newcomer reprimanded as she moved in front of him.
Unable to help himself, Yu Yuan rubbed his forehead and said irritably, "Huo Ling'er, my dear classmate, I advise you to change back quickly. If your grand-master sees you taking her form, she's bound to spank you."
"Tell me, what part did I not transform well?"
Huo Ling'er swayed slightly and reverted to her true form.
She transformed from a peerless beauty to her current delicate and flawless appearance.
She was clad in a fiery red Immortal Dress, wearing a golden crown, with a slightly immature melon-seed face housing a pair of pure and clear eyes.
Her soft, slender waist twisted like a water snake, her legs long and straight, showcasing a figure that was extremely good, with elegant curves.
The ornate palace dress fluttered like flower petals, translucent and sparkling, like a shower of light falling around her.
At this moment, she looked at Yu Yuan with dissatisfaction and said, "My Heavenly Gang Transformation Technique can change not only my appearance and figure but even my voice, scent, and energy exactly the same...
How did you guess it was me right away?"
Yu Yuan said grumpily, "We are so familiar that we're only short of sharing the same pants. Even if you turned into a dog, I could recognize you in an instant!"
Huo Ling'er blinked, nodding subconsciously, "That's true..."
Before she finished, she suddenly realized what he implied, and pounced on him fiercely, "You're the one who turned into a dog!"
"So what if I turned into a dog?"
Yu Yuan parried her with one hand while earnestly instructing like a mentor, "Since you want to practice the art of transformation, naturally, you have to practice transforming into all kinds of things… That way, you can change accordingly based on the environment and situation.
I even saw a Profound Immortal in Eastern Emperor Heaven turn into an ostrich to avoid some Golden Immortals blocking his way to rob treasures in the woods..."
"Really?"
Huo Ling'er, half-believing, half-doubting, squeezed half of her body onto the leisure chair, her supple body pressed against Yu Yuan, she asked curiously, "What happened to that Profound Immortal afterward?"
"He was eaten by a Golden Immortal who transformed into a dog." Yu Yuan said seriously.
It took Huo Ling'er a moment to catch on.
"I'll bite you!"
"Bite, remember to turn into a dog, make your teeth sharper."
"Woof!"
...
After a round of frolicking, Huo Ling'er stood up and tidied up her disheveled immortal dress, looking at the big flag planted in front of the palace gates, suddenly recalling something.
"Right! Why did you send Long-eared Ding Guang Immortal and the others to the Investiture of the Gods?"
She turned her head to look at Yu Yuan, speaking annoyedly: "Such scum like them should be directly expelled from the sect and then sent to reincarnation!"
Yu Yuan raised an eyebrow, "Why not simply let them be utterly annihilated, both body and soul?"
"Utterly annihilated?"
Huo Ling'er's brow was slightly furrowed, not understanding what he meant.
Yu Yuan lay on the leisure chair, gently swaying, and casually spoke: "Most of them have already attained the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, their True Spirits are immortal. Through thousands of reincarnations, they will still find their true selves and return to the Immortal Path!
At that time, they could still do evil!
They might even commit more sins because of their accumulated grievances.
Thus, the best punishment would be to directly obliterate their True Spirits, annihilating them both physically and spiritually!"
Huo Ling'er shook her head and sighed softly: "I understand now, our primeval master wouldn't have the heart to let his disciples be utterly obliterated. Therefore, listing them on the Investiture of the Gods, making them forever subject to the laws of Heaven, is more appropriate than sending them to reincarnation."
Yu Yuan nodded.
Don't look at the current state of the Heavenly Court as anything special, but once the Divine Enthronement happens, the constraints of the Heavenly laws will kick in.
Creating winds, descending rains, the rise and fall of the sun and the moon, all must abide by the laws of Heaven. Any discrepancies, and various punishments will descend.
Such as Hundred Swords Piercing the Heart, Sword Chopping and Axe Chopping, Thunder Bone, and so on.
Moreover, this Enthronement of Gods isn't just about the good gods!
The operation of the Three Realms and Six Paths also requires the existence of evil gods.
Understanding this, Huo Ling'er sighed and transformed into a streak of rosy light, returning to her own abode.
Her somewhat downcast look as she left was clearly seen by Yu Yuan, but he did not say anything more.
The more one understands such matters, the further one strays from the innocent happiness.
If possible, he still hoped that this senior sister, whom he played with since childhood, could continue her naively joyful life.
However, the prelude to the great Sealing God Tribulation has already commenced.
If the outcome of the Enthronement cannot be changed, Jie Sect would be annihilated in just a hundred years!
And this senior sister would perish, become a wandering spirit on the list of Investiture of the Gods, later to be appointed as the Fire Mansion Star Lord, eternally bound by the laws of Heaven, driven by the Heavenly rules!
The time left for himself was not much.
To change such an outcome, Yu Yuan had already pondered countless methods.
The most direct and permanent solution would be to become a Saint through overpowering force, to step out of the Three Realms, not be bound by the Five Elements, then even the Heavenly Dao could do nothing to him.
However, numerous people have attempted this legendary method of Saintly ascension, but none have succeeded.
Therefore, Yu Yuan set his sights on the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
He had seen records in the Biyou Palace that the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which evolved from the Great Dao, contains the power of laws, and is an accompanying entity of the Heavenly Dao.
After the Taoist Ancestor merged with the Heavenly Dao, he bestowed these seven strains of Hongmeng Purple Qi to his disciples, declaring them the Foundation of Sanctification.
The so-called Foundation of Sanctification, in Yu Yuan's understanding, was like a ticket.
One must possess the Hongmeng Purple Qi to become a Merit Saint of the Heavenly Dao!
Otherwise, why would the Minghe Ancestor follow suit, accumulating so much merit, yet never able to attain the Dao?
The answer goes without saying.
After Taoist Ancestor Hong Jun merged with the Dao, without the Hongmeng Purple Qi, one could not become a Merit Saint of the Heavenly Dao!
Yu Yuan swayed on the leisure chair, his mind slightly moved, and a broken bell surged out from Tian Yuan Palace, revolving around him and shimmering with five-colored divine light.
Ever since his journey to the future was abruptly stopped, this little broken bell must recuperate for more than two months before it recovered.
Afterwards, Yu Yuan immediately used it to travel through time and space.
However, upon confirming it wasn't the time and space he wanted, he would immediately choose to terminate the journey and snap back to the present.
By doing so, he indeed successfully preserved the bell's spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy consumed by this time travel only took three to four days to fully replenish.
After confirming the feasibility of this method, Yu Yuan has since traversed time and space eight times, all with the same hasty termination and immediate return to the present.
Speaking of which, this little broken bell is absolutely the dream state for any worker.
Working for only a short moment, then resting for several days.
But from another perspective, just as it has barely recovered to the point of being able to 'serve guests,' it was immediately dragged out to work... seems quite pitiful as well.
Yu Yuan discarded the strange thoughts swirling in his mind, and promptly spurred the divine skill "Time and Space Travel" with familiarity.
"Dang!"
The little broken bell vibrated slightly, emitting a long and melodious ring.
A chaotic divine light, dazzling and colored, enveloped him, disappearing from the leisure chair.
In that moment, a familiar feeling descended once again.
The barrier of time and space was like a delicate film, and with just a little effort, he had pierced through it...
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