Just as Xu Fang was surrounded by the inner and outer circles, contemplating whether to mute the group chat, the Creation Jade Butterfly suddenly let out a loud roar.
"Silence! What do you think this place is? Everyone be quiet!"
This voice reverberated through the entire plaza outside the Zixiao Palace, instantly silencing the chirping magical treasures.
Xu Fang's ears were suddenly quiet, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
It seemed the Creation Jade Butterfly could no longer stand the incessant noise of these magical treasures and had finally spoken up to silence them.
Among the treasures in the Primordial Era, Chaos Supreme Treasures were the highest existence.
The Heaven-Splitting Axe was a companion treasure of the Great God Pangu, said to possess the greatest destructive power, ranking first under the Heavenly Dao. Its essence and blood, combined with the primordial spirit of a Chaos Demon God, transformed into the Four Immortal Slaying Swords, while the Chaos Demon God's corpse became the Immortal Slaying Array Diagram.
The Heaven-Opening Divine Axe split into three, the Chaos Green Lotus also transformed into various magical treasures, and the Chaos Pearl drifted beyond the Three Realms and Six Paths, its whereabouts unknown.
Therefore, among the treasures of the Primordial Era, only the Creation Jade Butterfly remained, making it the most supreme magical treasure.
When this paramount treasure spoke, how dare the other magical treasures utter another word?
Xu Fang also benefited from the Creation Jade Butterfly's intervention, finally enjoying a rare moment of peace.
Of course, the magical treasures fell silent, but the living beings, unable to hear the Creation Jade Butterfly, continued their conversations from all directions.
Xu Fang, while chatting with his fellow Daoists, quietly awaited the opening of the Zixiao Palace.
Although Kong Xuan harbored resentment towards the Demon Race, he knew that Fuxi and Nuwa never meddled in the affairs of the Demon Race and were close to Xu Fang. Thus, he maintained a respectful attitude towards Fuxi and Nuwa.
After some time, several voices emanated from within the Zixiao Palace.
"Finally, Haotian and Yaochi have arrived. I, Jimie, have almost waited myself to extinction!"
"Haha! Are you so eager to have someone sit? I want to see who dares to put their backside on me!"
"Come now, both of us are cushions, meant to be sat upon."
Xu Fang, hearing these voices, knew they belonged to the cushions inside the Zixiao Palace.
To save himself trouble, he had already pulled the first six cushions of the Zixiao Palace into the chat group, along with several magical treasures that would later belong to great figures, such as Nuwa's Red Embroidered Ball.
Hearing the cushions speak, Xu Fang understood that the gates of the Zixiao Palace were about to open, and a struggle for the Great Dao was imminent!
Indeed, soon after.
"Creak—"
With a sound, the grand doors of the Zixiao Palace finally opened slowly.
Two young Daoist attendants, a male and a female, appeared before the entrance. These children had rosy lips and white teeth, looking clever and adorable.
Upon hearing the sound of the doors opening, the beings present were instantly energized, their gazes all turning towards the entrance.
This overwhelming attention made the two young Daoist attendants quite nervous.
Despite their noble status as Dao Ancestor Hongjun's attendants, having always followed Hongjun within the Zixiao Palace, they had never seen so many living beings.
However, as Dao Ancestor Hongjun's attendants, they quickly regained their composure. Looking at the throng of beings outside the gate, they spoke loudly.
"All you destined ones who have traveled far, thank you for your long wait!"
"The auspicious hour has arrived. We, at the command of the Saint Master, open the doors to welcome you."
"Please enter the Zixiao Palace in an orderly fashion, refrain from making loud noises, and await the Saint's arrival to begin the sermon!"
"Please!"
The two Daoist attendants, speaking in turn, finished their opening remarks and cupped their hands towards the beings, inviting them into the Zixiao Palace.
With the Zixiao Palace gates wide open and the beings having waited for so long, they did not hesitate and stepped inside.
Fuxi and Nuwa bid farewell and followed Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, as it was natural for family to stick together when venturing out.
As for the two Daoist attendants at the entrance, everyone simply nodded in greeting.
Only Xu Fang, at this moment, cupped his hands in return, showing no disrespect whatsoever. The Golden-Winged Great Peng and others followed Xu Fang's gesture, returning the greeting.
However, they felt a bit puzzled. Were mere attendants worth such a display of courtesy?
Others might not know, but Xu Fang was well aware that these two would later become the rulers of the Heavenly Court, the Jade Emperor Haotian and the Queen Mother Yaochi.
Seeing Xu Fang and his companions show such respect, Haotian and Yaochi felt a sense of goodwill towards them.
However, observing that everyone else was gradually entering the Zixiao Palace, while Xu Fang and his group remained still, Haotian became curious.
"Esteemed Senior Brother, the gates have opened and the sermon is imminent, why do you still linger outside?"
"Yes, Senior, hurry up! Opportunity, opportunity!"
The Golden-Winged Great Peng also urged him on. With Xu Fang not moving, they all remained stationary, looking at Xu Fang, wondering what he was planning.
Xu Fang glanced towards the distant chaos, then retracted his gaze.
"Never mind, it seems those two late-arriving Saints are still on their way!"
Xu Fang thought to himself. He had originally intended to seize the opportunity to cause some trouble for the two from the West, perhaps collect some toll.
Now it seemed, following their predetermined course, these two were likely still en route.
Xu Fang then paid them no mind and led his fellow Daoists and teammates into the Zixiao Palace.
Upon entering, the Zixiao Palace appeared remarkably simple. There were no divine lights or magnificent, golden architectural splendor. Compared to its grand and imposing exterior, it was truly too plain.
However, none of the beings who entered felt any contempt. Instead, their respect for Dao Ancestor Hongjun grew.
For, as they observed, within this not-so-spacious area, there was nothing else but over three thousand cushions neatly arranged.
This made everyone marvel at the profound and unfathomable divine abilities of a Saint, capable of such a "mustard seed in a Sumeru mountain" spatial manipulation.
"Senior, why is everyone standing still?"
The Golden-Winged Great Peng, seeing all the beings standing before the cushions, silently waiting, was naturally confused.
Xu Fang looked and indeed, everyone was standing still.
Why were they hesitating? Go and grab one!
"I suppose everyone feels the Dao Ancestor has made arrangements. But Dao Ancestor Hongjun has no arrangements, right? It's 'those who are fated shall receive it'?"
"Isn't that right, Haotian?"
Since no one was willing to make the first move, Xu Fang did not mind fanning the flames, looking towards Haotian at the entrance.
"Yes, Dao Ancestor Hongjun has made no arrangements for these seats. It is all by chance!"
Haotian replied, a hint of confusion in his mind. He hadn't introduced himself earlier, so how did this person know his name?
Upon hearing this, the beings within the Zixiao Palace were all stirred. They naturally understood that this was their first opportunity upon entering the Zixiao Palace!
The three thousand cushions all emitted an aura of boundless mystery, with the first six cushions exuding the most potent aura.
These six cushions, arranged at the very front, formed a distinct row, leading the cushions behind them and appearing exceptionally noble.
Everyone's gaze was now fixed on these foremost cushions, their eyes shining with anticipation.
The three thousand cushions in the Zixiao Palace were all opportunities, and these first six were clearly the greatest opportunities!
This position was at the front, closest to Dao Ancestor Hongjun, thus allowing for a more intimate experience of the sermon!
Since Dao Ancestor Hongjun had made no arrangements for seating order, it was naturally for the fated to occupy them!
Therefore, without further ado, countless figures soared into the air, flying towards the first six cushions.