The Primordial Era: The Mythical Path Beginning with the Jie Sect

Chapter 59 The Four Saints of the North Pole
"Well, you may all disperse." After saying this, the Tongtian Sect Leader disappeared.

"Junior Sister Jinling, Junior Sister Guiling, Junior Sister Wudang, Junior Brother Zhou Chen, how about we set off in four hundred years?" Daoist Duobao said. The Peach Banquet is five hundred years from now. Although the journey is not short, the power of supernatural powers and spells has been greatly enhanced after the collapse of Buzhou Mountain. Originally, it would take more than a thousand years to go to the Heavenly Court, but now it will only take a few months. And this is not even if we travel at full speed.

Just like Zhou Chen, it only took him a few days to travel from Kunlun Mountain to Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea using the Kunpeng Treasure Technique. This was his first time using the Kunpeng Treasure Technique, so he wasn't very proficient. In addition, he wasn't in a hurry to travel and didn't use his full strength. Of course, he had never tried it before and didn't know what would happen if he unleashed his full power.

Therefore, Duobao's provision of a hundred years was quite generous.

"it is good!"

"no problem!"

"agree!"

"I agree!"

All four agreed.

"Then it's settled. We'll meet in front of Biyou Palace four hundred years from now." Seeing that everyone agreed, Duobao finalized the decision.

Jin Ling and the others nodded, and then they left Biyou Palace.

As soon as Zhou Chen left Biyou Palace, he was surrounded by outer disciples of the Jie Sect.

"Senior Brother Zhou Chen, I wonder if I, your junior brother, could join the Heavenly Court?"

"Senior brother, I also want to join the Heavenly Court."

"Senior brother, may I join your ranks?"

……

Zhou Chen was getting a headache from all the noise, so he quickly said loudly, "Everyone, stop arguing. Let's find a place and talk to each of you one by one. I'll tell you the official positions you can accept. If you can accept them, you can come with me to the Heavenly Court. If you don't want to go, you can stay on Jin'ao Island to cultivate. This way it will be faster and less chaotic."

"Yes, everyone should listen to their senior brother."

"Yes, I'll listen to my senior brother."

……

A group of disciples of the Jie Sect loudly echoed their agreement.

“Let’s go to my old cave! It should be quieter there,” Jin Ling suddenly said.

Zhou Chen was surprised for a moment, then nodded and led a group of Jie Sect disciples to Jin Ling's former cave.

Upon arriving at the destination, Zhou Chen, Jin Ling, Wu Dang, and Gui Ling sat in the cave, and then had many disciples of the Jie Sect line up for the interview.

The first person to enter surprised Zhou Chen greatly; it was actually an inner disciple, Zhao Gongming, the senior disciple of the outer sect.

"Junior Brother Gongming, have you thought it through? Do you really want to join the Heavenly Court?" Zhou Chen asked. He admired Zhao Gongming quite a bit. He was loyal to his fellow disciples, unafraid of powerful enemies, and dared to confront them head-on. Although he was a bit stubborn and impulsive, his flaws were not outweighed.

“Senior brother, I want to join the Heavenly Court. It doesn’t matter where you cultivate. In the Heavenly Court, I can find something to do and get rewards. It’s the best of both worlds.” Zhao Gongming rubbed his hands together and said in a low voice.

His expression clearly indicated that he wanted something from someone or had some ulterior motive. Zhou Chen said directly, "Junior Brother Gongming, please speak freely. Don't be shy. We are fellow disciples, and I will definitely help if I can." Zhao Gongming was initially embarrassed, but seeing that Jin Ling was getting impatient, he finally spoke up, "Senior Brother, I have recently been cultivating my second primordial spirit. Could you please give me some pointers?"

"That's it? Seeing you hesitate like that, I thought there was something important. Alright, you can go now. I'll give you some pointers after we're done with these things," Zhou Chen said irritably.

"Yes, Senior Brother!" Zhao Gongming immediately said excitedly, and then got up to walk out.

"Wait, are you still going to join the Heavenly Court?" Zhou Chen almost forgot about the important matter because Zhao Gongming interrupted him.

"Join me, you can assign me any position under you," Zhao Gongming said casually.

"Hmm, then let's just assign one randomly? Oh, I forgot to tell you, although both positions contribute to the prehistoric world and can earn rewards, which are merits, a higher position will definitely yield more."

Furthermore, the Ziwei Palace also has a special reward mechanism. You can exchange special items through the Ziwei Palace for innate spiritual treasures and supernatural powers and techniques. These supernatural powers and techniques are not the familiar Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends, but the supernatural powers I created.

"For example, the Kunpeng Treasure Technique I used when I came here is one of them. There are many more, but I won't go into detail, because you wouldn't know them anyway. However, I guarantee that they are at the same level as or even surpass the Kunpeng Treasure Technique," Zhou Chen said with a smile.

Zhao Gongming...

Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up instantly. Thinking of the roc that Zhou Chen had transformed into when he arrived, which blotted out the sky, he almost drooled.

"Senior brother, I've thought about it and I think we should make more contributions to the prehistoric world. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste to cultivate immortality? I, Old Zhao, am definitely not after innate spiritual treasures and magical powers. I just want to do more for the people of the prehistoric world."

Zhao Gongming was a little reserved at first, but the more he spoke, the louder his voice became, and he almost believed it himself.

The three saints were speechless; it was the first time they had ever seen their usually generous senior disciple from the outer sect have such a shameless side.

Zhou Chen just smiled and didn't take it seriously. It's understandable for cultivators to pursue innate spiritual treasures and magical abilities. Even saints are tempted by these, let alone Zhao Gongming.

If Zhao Gongming pretends not to care about these things to save face, Zhou Chen will look down on him.

"Alright, from now on you will be Marshal Tianpeng, the head of the guardian deities of my Ziwei Palace." Zhou Chen said with a smile, and then used the authority of the Ziwei Emperor to directly connect with the Heavenly Dao and bestow the authority of Tianpeng upon Zhao Gongming.

The position of Marshal Tianpeng is not low. He is only below the Six Emperors and the Five Elders of the Five Directions. He is the god of the North Star and the head of the Nine Heavens. He is in charge of the four seasons and eight festivals, the governance of Yin and Yang, the salvation of Yin demons, the prohibition of all killings, the dissemination of Yang, the protection of mountains and rivers, and the birth of all things. All things are subject to the Dao.

Having absorbed the power, Zhao Gongming immediately bowed to Zhou Chen in gratitude. "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhou Chen waved his hand. "Go help maintain order!"

"Yes." Zhao Gongming went out to maintain order. In this respect, Zhao Gongming was quite good at it. He was appointed by the Tongtian Sect Leader as the senior disciple of the outer sect, in charge of the order of the outer sect. And most of the people outside were outer sect disciples, so they had to give him some face.

Next, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao arrived. After thinking for a moment, Zhou Chen directly gave them the titles of the Four Saints of the North Pole: Tianyou Deputy Marshal Zhenjun (also known as Tianyou Deputy Marshal), Yisheng Baode Zhenjun (also known as Heisha General), and Lingying Yousheng Zhenjun (also known as Zhenwu General).

There's no such thing as suitable or unsuitable; as long as one's cultivation level improves, one can fulfill their responsibilities.

The next person to arrive made Zhou Chen frown. The newcomer's body was filled with a faint aura of malevolence, and a sinister hand was hidden behind his head. It was none other than Ma Yuan, the One Qi Immortal of the White Bone Cave of Skull Mountain.

"Ma Yuan, have you ever eaten people? Who gave you the courage to come before me?" Zhou Chen asked in an icy tone.

(End of this chapter)