sinovels Chapter 6: Heroes Watch and Observe, Refining the Heavenly Court
Chapter 6: Heroes Watch and Observe, Refining the Heavenly Court
The ancient stars shone brightly, and the spiritual energy of the Thirty-Three Heavens surged like a tide. This commotion attracted the attention of all the cultivators in the prehistoric world, and countless gazes were cast in the direction of the Heavenly Court.
Deep within the Northern Sea, beneath a vast, dark, and icy ocean, an ancient behemoth that had slumbered for an unknown period of time slightly turned over. Its eyes slowly opened and then slowly closed again; though it sensed the strange phenomenon, it was too lazy to pay it any attention.
Heavenly Court?
It snorted coldly in its heart. It had no desire to return to that place. The Heavenly Court was desirable, but the karmic entanglements were far too great.
Although the primordial world no longer has powerful races like dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, or witches, it has six sages sitting high in the heavens, looking down upon all living beings.
Before those six, what voice did the Heavenly Court have? And what about the Heavenly Emperor? To want to rule the primordial world? It was nothing but a pipe dream, a mere empty title.
Upon realizing this, the giant beast fell silent and sank into even deeper cultivation.
Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun sat atop the auspicious clouds, his three-treasure jade ruyi scepter pausing slightly. He raised his eyes to gaze towards the Heavenly Court, his gaze deep and unfathomable, seemingly able to pierce through the endless void and directly observe the strange phenomena within. For a long time, he remained silent.
The Old Man of the South Pole, standing beside him, asked cautiously, "Master, has something happened in the Heavenly Court?"
"It's alright." Yuanshi Tianzun withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Haotian Boy does have some potential. However, the throne of the Heavenly Emperor ultimately requires the support of a sage. Let's see how he acts."
Having said that, he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, saying no more.
Seeing this, the Old Man of the South Pole wisely kept quiet, but secretly thought to himself: This new Heavenly Emperor is probably not simple.
Biyou Palace, Jin'ao Island.
The Master of the Heavenly Sect sat upright on the platform, his words flowing like lotus blossoms, explaining the profound mysteries of the Great Dao to his disciples. Suddenly sensing an unusual phenomenon, he paused slightly in his speech, then a smile appeared on his lips.
"Interesting, very interesting." He clapped his hands and laughed, "The Heavenly Emperor personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor is indeed no ordinary person."
Upon hearing this, the disciples exchanged bewildered glances, wondering what their master meant by such a thing. Daoist Duobao, being the eldest disciple, was the first to rise, cupping his hands in greeting and asking, "Master, what has happened to make you so happy?"
The Tongtian Sect Leader stroked his beard and said, "Haotian has succeeded to the position of Heavenly Emperor and has been recognized by the authority of the Heavenly Emperor. He has officially become the Primordial Heavenly Emperor and the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Heavenly Court. He is currently refining the Primordial Stars and the Thirty-Three Heavens. Once he succeeds, he will be the number one person below the Sage."
Upon hearing this, all the disciples were startled.
"If you ever see the Heavenly Emperor in the future, you must treat him with respect and not act recklessly." The Tongtian Sect Leader's gaze swept over the crowd, his tone calm but undeniably authoritative.
"Yes, Master!" the disciples responded in unison. As for what they truly thought, whether they were convinced or not, only they themselves knew.
The Tongtian Sect Leader didn't mind, smiled slightly, and said, "Now that the Heavenly Emperor is refining the Primordial Star and the Thirty-Three Heavens, the laws are faintly appearing, which is a good opportunity for enlightenment. You may go and observe."
Having said that, he waved his sleeve. The disciples only felt a blur before their eyes, and when they opened them again, they had all landed in the void outside the Heavenly Court.
Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.
Laozi was dozing off in front of the alchemy furnace, seemingly oblivious to the strange phenomena around him. Only the cluster of Samadhi Fire within the furnace flickered gently, its light casting an indistinct glow on his aged face.
After a long while, he whispered to himself, his voice barely audible: "Do nothing, yet nothing is left undone... Let's see how far you can go."
After saying that, he closed his eyes again, as if everything was none of his business.
In the west, Mount Sumeru.
The Guide and the Cundi sat facing each other, both with somewhat solemn expressions.
The Eight Treasures Merit Pool shimmered, reflecting the brilliant stars and rising spiritual energy in the eastern sky.
"Senior brother, the strange phenomenon in the Heavenly Court suggests that the Haotian Boy has gained something." Daoist Zhunti spoke first, his tone tinged with worry. "If he has truly refined the Heavenly Emperor's authority completely, the future prosperity of our Western Sect will likely face even more obstacles."
The Guide Taoist closed his eyes and sighed deeply, his face filled with sorrow: "Everything is preordained. Let's wait until he emerges from seclusion before making further plans. If he is sensible, we can still live in peace; but if he insists on being an enemy of the West..."
He didn't say anything more, but a barely perceptible glint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.
Deep within the chaos lies the Palace of Nuwa.
Nuwa leaned against her cloud bed, toying with a crystal-clear black stone in her hand. She was neither as indifferent as the Three Pure Ones nor as worried as the Two Sages of the West; she simply smiled gently.
"This Haotian truly deserves to be the one enlightened by the Dao Ancestor."
She paused, her gaze drifting into the distance, as if recalling something from the past, and murmured, "With the Heavenly Emperor's return to his throne, the rise of humanity might be even faster. That's a good thing... Brother, what do you say?"
No one answered in the hall; only the mysterious stone turned gently on her fingertip, reflecting countless rays of light.
The six saints reacted differently, but they all had one thing in common—they were all observing.
How far can Haotian ultimately go? Will he willingly become a puppet, bowing and scraping, or will he harbor great ambitions and seek to break free from his constraints? The six sages are all waiting to see how this new Heavenly Emperor will act after he emerges from seclusion.
Meanwhile, outside the Heavenly Court, there was already a huge crowd of people.
Disciples of the three religions, disciples of the Western religion, some neutral powerful beings in the primordial world, and even many rogue cultivators without any support, all rushed over upon hearing the news.
They all wanted to take advantage of the appearance of the Primordial Stars and the laws of the Thirty-Three Heavens to enter and comprehend the Dao, and seize a share of the fortune.
However, they all stopped outside the Heavenly Court.
This is because the Thirty-Three Heavens and the Primordial Stars are now under the control of Haotian with a mere thought. Although he is in seclusion, deeply immersed in his cultivation, his control over the Heavenly Court remains undiminished. Whoever he does not wish to enter, cannot enter.
Disciples of the three religions and disciples of the Western religion—he had no exceptions.
Those who attempted to force their way in were immediately targeted by the vast power and strict laws of the Thirty-Three Heavens and the Primordial Stars the moment they touched the outer perimeter of the Heavenly Court.
In mild cases, the blood and qi surge; in severe cases, the victim is sent flying backward. If they hadn't stopped quickly, they might have lost half their lives.
Only then did everyone realize the gravity of the situation and dare not act rashly again.
They couldn't go inside, but they were unwilling to leave. So, they found a place outside the Heavenly Court and observed from afar, trying to comprehend the overflowing fluctuations of the laws. Although it wasn't as direct as entering, it was still a rare opportunity.
Naturally, some people were dissatisfied, even indignant, secretly cursing Haotian for being stingy. But despite their curses, no one dared to actually cause trouble; this was the Heavenly Court, personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor.
Even if Haotian knew what they were thinking, he couldn't be bothered to pay them any attention. He wasn't about to take advantage of them so easily.
In stark contrast to the plight of the people outside, things were different inside the Heavenly Court.
The heavenly soldiers and generals who had been recruited by Venus were now bathed in a dense spiritual energy and law fluctuations that were almost tangible.
Although their cultivation levels were low, their proximity to the source allowed them to benefit immensely. Many celestial soldiers broke through their cultivation bottlenecks on the spot, with Earth Immortals advancing to Celestial Immortals and Celestial Immortals attaining True Immortal status—a scene of great prosperity.
Even the two Great Luo Golden Immortals, Yaochi and Taibai Jinxing, benefited greatly. Yaochi felt that her understanding of the laws of heaven and earth was becoming more and more profound, and the bottleneck that had been hindering her for so long was beginning to loosen.
Venus was overjoyed, as this strange phenomenon seemed to have given him a new opportunity to break free from his good corpse.
As for Haotian, his mind and soul were already completely immersed in the vast and boundless laws of heaven and earth.
Every star in the ancient starry sky is a wordless book of heaven. The birth and destruction of stars, their trajectories and cycles, and the causal, temporal, and creative power contained within them were all absorbed by him and integrated into the vast world within his body.
Each of the thirty-three heavens is an independent world.
The laws and principles that flow within it, whether firm or gentle, yin or yang, are all different, yet together they constitute the complete order of heaven and earth under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court. Haotian analyzed and replicated them one by one, without the slightest error.
The world within him grew rapidly.
That Path of Supreme Yang grew ever more majestic and expansive, almost occupying half of the world's territory.
Meanwhile, the great principles of chaos, yin and yang, and the five elements are also emerging like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
They intertwine and influence each other, making the world more stable and perfect, faintly showing signs of a prosperous and magnificent era.
I don't know how much time passed.
It might be a year, it might be ten years, or it might just be a moment.
Haotian finally slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes were no longer ordinary eyes—in the left eye, the vast star map of the ancient starry sky was reflected, with billions of stars endlessly revolving. In the right eye, the infinite phenomena of the thirty-three heavens flowed, and all the laws of the heavens were taken in at a glance.
He gently exhaled a breath of stale air, which transformed into a gentle breeze that swept through the Lingxiao Palace, causing golden lotuses to bloom out of thin air within the palace, filling the air with fragrance that lingered for a long time.
"Finally finished."
Haotian stood up, put his hands behind his back, examined himself, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
"With his current strength, even disregarding the body formed from the Primordial Ancestral Qi, just from refining the ancient stars and the Thirty-Three Heavens, he's probably already comparable to a Saint, right?"
He secretly assessed the situation. In terms of the purity of the laws, he might not even be able to compare with the Heavenly Dao, which had developed over a long period of time.
But if it were just a few sages, he was confident he could compare. Possessing the primordial ancestral energy, in terms of profound foundation and boundless power, he was second to none.
After all, he had completely replicated all the principles and doctrines of the ancient stars and the thirty-three heavens and integrated them into himself.
Even if a sage mobilizes the power of the Heavenly Dao, causing a qualitative change from a quantitative one, even if he is slightly inferior to the Heavenly Dao in quality, he can still remain undefeated by using quantity to counter it.
If you really anger him, he might pull the Primordial Stars and the Thirty-Three Heavens over, which would be a challenge even for a saint.
But why think so much?
Haotian shook his head and composed himself.
He wasn't that kind of arrogant person. After all, he was the Heavenly Emperor personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and the Dao Ancestor's influence was undeniable. The Sages wouldn't easily attack him without a compelling reason. At most, they would send some disciples to test him.
"Let's leave it at that for now."
Haotian stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze passing through the Lingxiao Palace and looking at the dark mass of people outside the Heavenly Court, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"It's time to let those people in from outside."
"Perfect opportunity! Let's take this chance to announce to the primordial world—the Heavenly Court has returned."