Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation
Chapter 81 - 81 76 Purple Cloud Palace

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In Chaos, there was utter confusion, with no distinction of up, down, left, or right.

“Big brother, which way should we go?”

Taiyi, holding the Chaos Bell, asked Daoist Di Jun.

Xi He and Chang Xi were all looking towards Daoist Di Jun, as he was the highest in cultivation realm among them.

“Since Hong Jun, the ancient sage, said that those destined could enter Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao.”

“If we are destined, no matter which way we go, we will ultimately encounter the Purple Cloud Palace.”

Daoist Di Jun spoke calmly and slowly.

“Daoist Di Jun speaks wisely.”

Xi He agreed.

Chang Xi also nodded in agreement beside her.

Yet Taiyi was slow to decide which direction to go.

It was precisely because he knew this sermon by the sage was significant that he remained careful in making a decision.

Daoist Di Jun noticed Taiyi’s hesitation and did not expect such a domineering life like Taiyi to also have moments of doubt.

Thus, Daoist Di Jun randomly pointed to one direction, saying, “Let’s go that way.”

Having spoken, Daoist Di Jun started walking in that direction and Taiyi and the others quickly followed.

Protected by Taiyi’s Chaos Bell, the four of them had a relatively easy journey.

They kept moving forward in that direction.

Perhaps because the Chaos was immensely vast, along the way, apart from themselves, they encountered no other life.

The surrounding area was a complete chaos, utterly lacking the concept of time and space.

But as all of them were beings of achieved cultivation, they naturally could deduce the time.

In a blink, eight hundred years had passed.

Daoist Di Jun and his group had been traveling in the Chaos for eight hundred years and had already adapted to the environment within the Chaos.

Their physique had significantly improved.

Daoist Di Jun looked toward the distance calmly saying, “The three thousand years set by the ancient sage Hong Jun is nearing its end.”

“Three thousand years already?”

Taiyi said.

Three thousand years’ deadline, eight hundred years wandering in the Chaos, and they had not even seen a glimpse of the Purple Cloud Palace.

Xi He and Chang Xi also exchanged a look, unavoidably doubting if they were truly destined.

“Yes, three thousand years are up, the Purple Cloud Palace is ahead.”

Daoist Di Jun’s voice remained calm, showing no sign of discouragement.

“Let’s go.”

Daoist Di Jun led the way first, with Taiyi following immediately without any hesitation.

Whether they were destined or not was not important; he could not abandon following his elder brother.

Xi He and Chang Xi exchanged a glance and also continued following Daoist Di Jun.

Not long after, a majestic and dignified palace emerged not far from them, with the name “Purple Cloud Palace” inscribed on the plaque.

The appearance of the palace was very abrupt; they remembered that the place was originally a haze and suddenly, there stood a majestic and dignified palace.

Seeing the Purple Cloud Palace, Taiyi joyfully said, “Brother was indeed right.”

Both Xi He and Chang Xi were also very surprised, involuntarily looking towards Daoist Di Jun.

In response, Daoist Di Jun simply smiled and did not speak.

He looked at the abruptly appearing Purple Cloud Palace, thinking: Is this what it means to be destined?

It’s indeed quite abrupt.

The group arrived at the gate of the palace to see two children guarding either side of the gate.

“Hao Tian from Turquoise Pool greets all Daoist friends.”

One child said.

Hao Tian?

The future Heavenly Emperor?

Daoist Di Jun’s thoughts emerged.

“Met Hao Tian, Yaochi Child.”

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Di Jun spoke first.

Taiyi, Xi He, and Chang Xi, seeing Di Jun being so polite to a child, followed suit and spoke as well.

Di Jun was polite to the two children, Hao Tian and Yaochi, not because they would eventually oversee the Heavenly Court.

With his presence, it was uncertain whether these two could take charge of the Heavenly Court in the future.

The reason for such politeness towards these two children was solely because of Hong Jun.

Upon hearing Di Jun and his group’s response, Hao Tian and Yaochi couldn’t help but smile.

This was the first among the guests they received who greeted them; other beings, seeing them as mere children, would at most nod their heads.

“All Daoist friends, please come in.”

Hao Tian said.

As soon as the words fell, the palace’s grand doors opened.

Di Jun and his group entered without any hesitation.

Upon entering the hall, Di Jun felt that its layout was very similar to the one where the four ancestors once preached.

However, it made sense—it was probably arranged by Hong Jun himself.

“Daoist Di Jun, there are only three thousand meditation mats.”

Xi He spoke in a low voice.

Di Jun instantly understood Xi He’s point; three thousand meditation mats meant that only three thousand beings were destined for Purple Cloud Palace.

But how many beings had entered Chaos?

Di Jun nodded to Xi He, indicating that he had understood.

Moreover, Di Jun noticed that the six front mats were already fully occupied.

An indifferent elderly man, a proud middle-aged cultivator, a tall and sharp young cultivator.

These were likely The Three Pure Ones.

Following them was a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a gentle demeanor, likely Nuwa.

The mat behind her was occupied by a well-dressed man, likely Fu Xi.

The fifth mat was occupied by a middle-aged man with a sinister face; according to future legends, this should be Daoist Kun Peng.

The sixth mat sat a cultivator wearing a red Daoist robe, with a benevolent face.

A good man, Hong Yun.

Sitting behind him was likely the Zhen Yuanzi of Longevity Mountain Wuzhuang Temple.

The few present corresponded one-to-one with the memories in Di Jun’s mind.

“Brother, we are late.

I feel that the first six mats hold great opportunities.”

“Unfortunately, now.”

Taiyi whispered.

Di Jun nodded and said, “I also feel the same, perhaps it also includes those who are ‘destined’.”

Di Jun emphasized the word “destined”.

Taiyi immediately recalled the scene where Purple Cloud Palace suddenly appeared before them, then he spoke no further.

Di Jun sat in the second row, right next to Fu Xi, while Taiyi took a seat next to Di Jun.

Xi He and Chang Xi did not sit in the second row but took seats in the third row directly behind Di Jun and Taiyi.

Seeing Di Jun sitting beside him, Fu Xi, with his gentle demeanor, then said, “Feng Qi Mountain, Fu Xi.”

“The one in front is my sister, Nuwa.”

Facing Fu Xi’s introduction, Di Jun smiled and said, “Sun Star, Di Jun.”

At the same time, Taiyi said, “Sun Star, Taiyi.”

“The two behind are friends from Taiyin Star.”

As soon as Di Jun finished speaking, voices came from behind.

“Taiyin Star, Xi He (Chang Xi).”

“You are Di Jun!

The Primordial Golden Immortal Di Jun?”

Fu Xi’s voice was filled with surprise.

Not just Fu Xi, other beings who heard the name Di Jun were equally astonished.

Although they were in their own Daoist Schools and not active in the Primordial, it did not mean they were unaware of the happenings in the Primordial.

And Di Jun was the most famous being in the Primordial.