Chapter 31: Scrambling for Seats in the Zixiao Palace (1/2)

Chapter 31: Scrambling for Seats in the Zixiao Palace

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After someone got in, those who were remaining naturally followed. They moved forward toward the chaos with their magic skills or magic weapons. Actually, the chaos was really dangerous, and plenty of cultivators died out of carelessness once they got through.

Looking around, Minghe didn't find Changxi and Wangshu. It seemed that they didn't get there to listen to Hongjun's preaching. With the Red Lotus of Fire, he could feel that they were still in the Lunar Star. Minghe would have been disappointed for their absence thousands of years ago, but at this moment, his mind was finally peaceful.

Whether one cultivator could comprehend a law depended on his lucky chance. After more and more cultivators got into the chaos, Minghe didn't hesitate and stepped in with no obstacles in his way. However, he had no idea where the Zixiao Palace was.

Soon after, a simple and unadorned palace appeared in front of him. What surprised him was that the Zixiao Palace seemed to find him by itself. When Minghe arrived at the palace, many cultivators had already arrived. He thought that this was the so-called fate.

At that moment, the gate didn't open, and all the cultivators were waiting outside. Minghe was in no hurry, looking at the cultivators that continued gathering there. After a while, there were thousands of cultivators standing outside the palace, and no others got through the chaos anymore.

Right at the moment, two young attendants opened the gate and walked out. One was a girl and the other was a boy. They were both cute and pretty, bowing to all the cultivators. They said, ”Zixiao Palace is open for you all. This way, please.” As soon as the two finished their words, all the cultivators couldn't wait to rush in.

Minghe was still in no hurry and walked slowly towards the palace. When passing by the two young attendants, he glanced at them several times, because he knew that they would someday be the Jade Emperor, Haotian, and the Queen Mother, Yaochi. The two were both in good health and also had outstanding qualities. Although they were still young children, they both had better cultivation than his Chixuan and Liuer.

In this palace, there were six cushions at the platform where Hongjun would do his preaching. Those six cushions looked as if they were very special, so all the cultivators rushed to swarm them.

Suddenly, all the others were forced back by a unified power, and then the three front cushions were occupied. They were Laozi, Tongtian, and the Primeval Lord of Heaven. When they stepped into the palace, they immediately felt that fate had given them the chance with these cushions. With their powerful cultivation, they easily got the first three with concerted efforts.

The others, finding the first three had been occupied, could only scramble for the remaining three. After all, the Zixiao Palace was a sacred place for the first Sage in Untainted Land to do his preaching, so no one dared to mess things up. Besides, they all knew that the Three Pristine Ones were all at high levels, so no one would rob the seats from them.

Among the crowd, Fuxi protected his sister, Goddess Nyuwa, all the way, and directly pushed her onto the fourth cushion. He had planned to get the fifth one, but two shadows flew over him and directly occupied the next two seats.

On the fifth seat, there was a Taoist with hawk eyes and a crooked nose, who was a Kunpeng Taoist born in the Sea of Northern Underworld. On the next cushion, there sat a Taoist dressed in red, who was a Hongyun Ancestor, formed by a red cloud. They were able to win the cushions by relying on their fast speed.

Finding all the six seats had been occupied, the rest had to give up and looked for another place to sit, waiting for the Sage, Hongjun, to do his preaching. However, there was a person who didn't scramble with the others at all for any seat. That was Minghe, actually. When he stepped into this palace, he found a remote corner to sit in, looking coldly from the sidelines at these busy cultivators.