"Achieving sainthood through merit means proving the Dao with great merit. This method only requires a sufficient amount of merit," Hongjun said upon hearing this. However, when discussing proving the Dao through merit, he still harbored some selfish motives.
After listening to Hongjun explain the three methods to achieve sainthood, Wang Han glanced at Hongjun discreetly but didn't reveal anything.
After explaining the method to achieve sainthood, Hongjun glanced at the powerful beings present, waved his hand, and took out seven strands of Primordial Purple Qi, saying, "These are Primordial Purple Qi, and there are only seven of them in the world. They are the foundation for achieving the Dao. The Three Pure Ones are the true descendants of Pangu, have great merits, and are also my disciples. They should receive three of them."
After speaking, Hongjun waved his hand and distributed three strands of Primordial Purple Qi to the Three Pure Ones. This immediately made the powerful beings of the Primordial World extremely envious. The foundation for achieving Dao had been clearly stated; to attain sainthood, this was an essential, cornerstone-like substance. However, the Three Pure Ones were Hongjun's disciples and possessed the great merit left behind by the Great God Pangu when he created the world. Even if they were envious, they dared not covet it, otherwise they would perish before even having a chance to fully grasp it. They could only look on with longing at the remaining four strands.
"Nuwa, it is ordained by Heaven that you have a great merit to perform in the future, and this merit is destined for you," Hongjun said, bestowing upon Nuwa a wisp of primordial purple energy. Hearing this, and watching the primordial purple energy fly towards Nuwa, everyone was envious, but dared not even consider it. Hongjun had made it clear: Nuwa had a great merit to perform in the future, and the primordial purple energy he bestowed upon her indicated that Nuwa would inevitably become a saint. Although they didn't know what this great merit was, daring to plot against it would be to ruin Nuwa's merit, to disrupt the predetermined merit ordained by Heaven. Hongjun would not forgive them, nor would Heaven itself. And Nuwa, after becoming a saint, would not forgive them either. (As for ruining Nuwa's merit and preventing her from becoming a saint, wouldn't Heaven and Hongjun offer special treatment?)
Four of the seven streams of Primordial Purple Qi had already departed, and none of them seemed to have any effect. Everyone turned their attention back to the remaining three streams. They also focused on Jieyin and Zhunti, who were seated on the last two of the six prayer mats. The first four streams had been allocated to those on the prayer mats.
"Jieyin, Zhunti." Looking at the last two sitting on the futons, Hongjun was somewhat unwilling, but he still bestowed two strands of Primordial Purple Qi upon them, saying, "You two have great opportunities, and these two strands of Primordial Purple Qi should belong to you."
Although Hongjun disliked these two, they were destined to greatly promote the West and had even been granted holy positions. It was the will of Heaven, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Finally, Hongjun turned his gaze to Hongyun, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes before he concealed it, and said, "The final challenge is yet to be decided; it's up to fate for everyone present."
He had secretly stopped the two Westerners, deliberately making them arrive a step late. If it weren't for Hongyun's meddling, the two Westerners wouldn't have had a chance. Finally, this wisp of Primordial Purple Qi would also be given to Nuwa. (After all, the two only had great opportunities, but no great merit. The rise of the West didn't necessarily require them to become saints; as long as they didn't occupy a saintly position, it wouldn't be given to them. Kunpeng and Minghe, on the other hand, didn't have great merit or fortune; even if they occupied a saintly position, they weren't destined to become saints. He had managed to hide two wisps—this was his calculation, but unfortunately, Hongyun ruined it, so he schemed against Hongyun. He was saying that there's no predetermined choice; everyone depends on fate, and even if you get something, you must be able to protect it—that's true fate.)
After saying that, Hongjun waved his hand and sent out the last wisp of Primordial Purple Qi. Under the expectant gazes of everyone, the last wisp of Primordial Purple Qi circled above everyone's heads a few times before finally flying to Hongyun's front and about to enter Hongyun's body.
"Wait a moment for this one." Seeing the Primordial Purple Qi flying in front of Hongyun, Wang Han waved his hand and intercepted it, putting it into his hand.
Seeing this, the powerful figures were all astonished. Even if the gift bestowed by Ancestor Hongjun was said to be for a stroke of luck, it was still given to Hongyun. Yet, he dared to intercept it right in front of Hongjun, and Hongjun neither became angry nor stopped him. What was this person's background, and what was his relationship with Hongjun? At the same time, everyone's gaze towards Hongyun changed. Wang Han's ability to intercept it, coupled with Hongjun's previous words, was a signal that it was possible to take it.
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, would you mind lending me this Primordial Purple Qi for three days to admire? I will definitely return it after three days." After intercepting Hongyun's Primordial Purple Qi, Wang Han said to Hongjun and Hongyun with a smile. "I will remember this favor."
"In that case, fellow Daoist, please feel free to borrow it for your viewing pleasure." Upon hearing this, Hongjun was overjoyed. This wisp of Primordial Purple Qi was originally intended to scheme against Hongyun, and gaining a favor from Wang Han was naturally the best outcome. At the same time, his anger towards Hongyun subsided somewhat. After all, Wang Han also owed Hongyun a favor.
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