Patriarch Hongjun said, “Haotian, Yu Yao, I can’t go on. These are my last words. Haotian, you will be the next Heavenly Emperor! Yu Yao, you will be the next Queen Mother. Listen to your senior brother, don’t be naughty, and above all, remember to establish a new Heavenly Court!”
At that moment, Zhang Hao had only just woken up, completely unaware that he was already the next Heavenly Emperor!
Zhang Hao was utterly bewildered. From the start, he scolded three thousand gods and demons: “Do you even know what ‘attention’ and ‘at ease’ mean? You don’t even know that, and you still dare come here to listen to a lecture!”
The Queen Mother gushed, “Senior Brother, you’re so handsome and mighty! I like you so much. When are we getting married?”
The three thousand gods and demons said, “Cut the act. You’re Saint Hongjun, aren’t you? But if you say you’re not, then you’re not. We’ll play along!”
And so,
Venerable Celestial Lingbao eagerly asked, “Teacher, how did I do refining this elixir?”
Venerable Celestial Yuanshi buttered him up: “Teacher, what exactly is the Way of the Saints?”
Sect Master Tongtian asked respectfully, “Teacher, what do you think of my move, the Nine Swords of Dugu?”
Nuwa asked in confusion, “Teacher, you still haven’t told us how to create humans!”
Haotian could only sigh helplessly. “Look at you lot. You’re all making your teacher lose face!”
How many cuts are you going to make? That's too ruthless.