This attempt to win over the Dragon and Phoenix Races was a plan decided upon five hundred years ago in a secret discussion between Dijun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng.
They had gradually come to realize that fortune was something ethereal, yet undeniably real.
Even Saints could advance by leaps and bounds in their cultivation by drawing upon the power of fortune.
If someone could gather the vast majority of the fortune across the Great Desolation Continent unto himself,
would he then have a chance to enter the realm of the Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal?
At first, they had not been certain.
But after carefully deducing the events of the past, they found clues emerging.
Back when the innate three races had gone to war, it had appeared that they were fighting for the position of Ruler of heaven and earth. In truth, their real goal had been to control the fortune of the Primordial Wilderness and use it to attain the Dao.
And when the three races withdrew and the order of heaven and earth was reshaped,
Dao Ancestor Hongjun suppressed Demon Ancestor Luohu and took all the fortune scattered across the land for himself, becoming the greatest winner of that calamity.
Afterward, he entered Closed Door Meditation. When he emerged once more, he had already attained a Saintly Position.
With those two precedents before him, how could Dijun not be tempted?
That was precisely why the later scheme had come about.
Tongtian fell silent for a moment after hearing this and did not respond immediately.
"We can discuss it after Zhulong arrives."
As soon as he finished speaking, steady footsteps sounded outside the hall.
Zhulong entered the great hall and bowed. "Zhulong of the Dragon Race pays respects to Saint Tongtian."
Tongtian sat upon the Lotus Platform, his gaze