Chapter 1: Me, the Supreme Male Immortal, Dong Wang Gong, Hong Jun, Pay Up!
Chaos!
Within the Purple Cloud Palace, heavenly chains descended from the sky, golden lotuses sprouted from the earth, and a divine fragrance filled the air!
As the Supreme Saint seated above stopped his lecture, the celestial phenomena dissipated, and the three thousand guests of the Purple Cloud Palace awoke from their trance of listening to the Dao.
At this time, the atmosphere within the palace was a bit strange and silent.
Everyone's gaze fell upon one person.
The Three Pure Ones, the two Western Saints, Nüwa, seated at the front of the three thousand great powers, all turned their heads in astonishment, ignoring their posture. Di Jun, Tai Yi, the Ancestor of the Nether River, Kun Peng, and others also stared intently, their gazes filled with ill will and disdain.
Even Hong Jun, the Saint on the high platform, was staring at that person. A ripple of surprise ran through his usually calm heart.
After a moment, Hong Jun spoke again.
This was the second time he had asked the question. His tone was heavier than before, no longer the calm narration from earlier. He even explained the cause and effect.
“The Dragon-Phoenix Calamity has passed, the demons have been eliminated, and a new era has arrived!”
“However, the calamity spread too widely, involving countless living beings, shattering the yin-yang order, creating a chaotic and ruined primordial world, making it difficult for all things to reproduce and thrive.”
“There must be two great powers to take the lead, redraw the yin-yang order, and solidify it!”
“Dong Wang Gong, you are the embodiment of the first ray of primordial yang energy in the world, bearing the mandate of heaven. You are destined to be the Eastern Emperor, the leader of the male immortals of the primordial world. Are you willing to shoulder this great responsibility?”
He finished speaking.
Hong Jun's gaze looked down deeply, waiting for a reply.
“Dong Wang Gong?”
In the midst of all eyes, Dong Wang Gong looked confused and dazed as he stared at the magnificent Purple Cloud Palace and the many great powers with their hostile expressions.
In his confusion and bewilderment, a series of prompts constantly rang in his ears.
【You have arrived in the primordial world and awakened your Heaven-Defying Insight!】
【You have listened to the Dao祖's first lecture and comprehended the method of severing the three corpses. You have gained a sudden enlightenment from this, understanding the method of Dao attainment through laws!】
【You have felt the Dao韻 emanating from Hong Jun and understood the three thousand miscellaneous schools of thought!】
【You have observed Hong Jun gathering the fortune of the three thousand guests of the Purple Cloud Palace. Combining this with the three thousand miscellaneous schools of thought, you have understood the method of establishing an eternal dynasty and created the art of Great Faith!】
【You have observed the Heavenly Dao symbols and understood the yin-yang laws!】
…
Along with the many prompts, a flood of memories surged into his mind.
“Transmigration!”
“I have become the unlucky Dong Wang Gong!”
Digesting the memories, a look of shock appeared on Dong Wang Gong's face.
Dong Wang Gong, one of the top great powers of the primordial world.
He was the embodiment of the first ray of innate yang energy in the world after the opening of heaven and earth.
In later generations, he was revered as the Eastern Emperor, the leader of the male immortals of the primordial world.
But, he was undoubtedly a victim of fate, both rising and falling due to his position as the leader of male immortals.
The higher one stands, the harder one falls.
He controlled all the male immortals in the world. This sounded good, but in the primordial world, any person with a name and a surname was arrogant and self-important. How could they possibly accept someone else's guidance?
Strength was supreme. Without the power to suppress the primordial world, taking on the role of leader of the male immortals was a sure path to death.
Dong Wang Gong was also calculated and killed by Di Jun, Tai Yi, and others, resulting in his soul being scattered and meeting a tragic end.
…
“Is Dong Wang Gong pretending to be stupid? The Saint has spoken twice, even bestowing upon him the title of Eastern Emperor. He still hasn't replied. He is clearly pretending to be stupid!”
“Humph, good for him!”
“He, Dong Wang Gong, is not qualified to be the leader of the male immortals in the primordial world!”
“He doesn't understand his own strength. Taking on this great responsibility is a death wish!”
After a long silence, whispers of discussion rang out in the Purple Cloud Palace.
The Three Pure Ones, the two Western Saints, Di Jun, and Tai Yi, softened their hostile expressions. They also believed that Dong Wang Gong was pretending to be stupid, giving him a cold look that seemed to say, "Good for you."
They believed that only they were qualified to be the leader of the male immortals. They completely disregarded Dong Wang Gong and looked down upon him.
“This is tricky!”
Hong Jun on the high platform was staring at him, and Dong Wang Gong was thinking rapidly under immense pressure.
Being appointed as the leader of male immortals.
It was the will of Heaven, the irreversible trend of the primordial world.
Even Hong Jun couldn't change it.
He himself had no say in the matter and could only accept it.
Since he couldn't change it, Dong Wang Gong's immediate task was to gain more benefits for himself and thoroughly squeeze Hong Jun for everything he could get.
This was the principle of the unchangeable grand trend and the reversible minor trend.
Moreover, he had awakened his Heaven-Defying Insight and had a golden finger in his hand. He didn't need to be too afraid of the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, and Tai Yi. He might not be their match.
After understanding his situation, Dong Wang Gong stood up and bowed deeply, saying:
“Thank you, Dao祖, for your favor!”
Hearing this, Hong Jun's even more severe gaze began to soften. He had been ignoring him for so long, and even a Saint would lose face.
However, Dong Wang Gong's next words shocked the entire audience.
“I also wish to benefit all living beings, but my cultivation is shallow, my strength is insufficient, and I have no divine treasure to rely on. I am unable to investigate the number of male immortals in the world and cannot win the trust of the people. I am afraid I cannot shoulder this great responsibility. Dao祖, do you have a solution?”
Dong Wang Gong was neither humble nor arrogant. He expressed his request directly.
The deep meaning behind his words could be summed up in two words.
Pay up!
As soon as he finished speaking.
The entire audience was in an uproar, and everyone was stunned.
This guy wasn't pretending to be stupid to get out of it. He was simply complaining that the benefits weren't enough and wanted more.
Good heavens, how arrogant Dong Wang Gong was!
In an instant, everyone's gaze turned to the high platform, looking at Hong Jun, whose face had also stiffened.
How would the Saint deal with Dong Wang Gong?