Cushion Dispute

While Tai Yi was beating Kun Peng senseless, Qing Xuan and the other two also arrived at the entrance to Zixiao Palace.

"What happened? Why are they fighting here? Aren't they afraid of displeasing the Sage?" Seeing this, Hong Yun asked the people who had arrived earlier in confusion.

Someone in front explained the sequence of events to the three of them, leaving them rather amused and exasperated.

"With the Sage about to preach, those two are fighting at the entrance. They are truly a bit too arrogant." Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard as he spoke to Qing Xuan and the other man.

Hong Yun nodded in agreement, but Qing Xuan said nothing. Instead, he stared fixedly at the members of the demon race.

Seeing this, the other two followed Qing Xuan's gaze and spotted the demon race group.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan, what are you looking at?"

At that moment, Qing Xuan was transmitting his voice to Da Bai.

"Da Bai, I never expected you to join the demon race."

"Boss! You came too? I'll come find you!"

"Da Bai, wait for now! Stay among the demon race and don't let anyone know about our relationship."

"Ah! Why? I miss you so much!"

"Da Bai, you are now a Great Demon at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm. You need to learn independence.

"Also, I have divined that the demon race will encounter a great Opportunity later. It is perfect for you to remain among them. After the preaching, return home and bring the Twelve Spirit Beasts with you. Use the demon race's Opportunity to help them break through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm."

"Alright, Boss!"

"Remember, don't stand out too much in there. Keep a low profile. I'll still need you to do things for me later."

"No problem, Boss!"

"Oh, right, Boss. I made a friend—the one beside me. His name is Bai Ze. Can I pass the cultivation technique on to him?"

Qing Xuan thought for a moment.

"Afterward, return home and bring him back to see me. I'll assess him first!"

"Got it, Boss!"

In just an instant, Qing Xuan had finished giving Da Bai his instructions. Then, as if nothing had happened, he said to the other two.

"Nothing. I was merely surprised that those two have gathered so many people now, and felt rather moved."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist, you know those two?" Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun asked curiously.

"Hehe, Di Jun and Tai Yi were originally two Three-legged Golden Crows born from the Sun Star. They possess the destiny of emperors from birth and are truly extraordinary." Qing Xuan revealed Di Jun and Tai Yi's destinies to divert everyone's attention.

"Oh! I did not expect Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan to also be skilled in the path of fate." Zhen Yuanzi teased.

"Hahaha, you flatter me, Fellow Daoist. I only know a little, a little!" Qing Xuan replied inscrutably.

Creak!

The gates of Zixiao Palace slowly opened, instantly drawing everyone's attention. Even Kun Peng and Tai Yi stopped fighting and looked over.

Two young attendants, a boy and a girl, emerged from within. The boy looked around at the crowd before speaking.

"Everyone, the preaching will begin shortly. Please enter!"

After saying that, the two stood on either side of the gates to receive the guests.

Upon hearing this, everyone streamed inside. When Qing Xuan reached the entrance, he gave the young attendant a meaningful glance. After all, he was very likely the future ruler of the Heavenly Court.

Once everyone had entered, the young attendants prepared to close the gates, but a voice suddenly rang out.

"Don't close them yet, don't close them yet! My brother and I are still here!"

Jie Yin and Zhunti had arrived late. Seeing the gates about to close, they hurried inside.

"There should be no one else, right?" the girl asked the boy uncertainly.

The boy pondered for a moment. "Close them. Those who failed to make it here were not fated to attend. Master will not blame us."

Inside the hall, everyone saw a Dao Platform standing in the vast chamber. There was no one upon it, only a Cushion.

The tiers on either side of the Dao Platform were clearly divided, with Cushions placed upon them as well. Yet the most eye-catching things in the hall were the six Cushions beneath the Dao Platform.

None of those who had entered the hall were slow-witted, so someone immediately rushed toward the six Cushions.

The first three Cushions were claimed by the Three Pure Ones—Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian—while Nuwa, Fu Xi, and Dong Wang Gong were nearest to the fourth Cushion.

Seeing this, Fu Xi sent a spell toward Dong Wang Gong. Dong Wang Gong was shocked and hastily defended himself, but he lost the fourth Cushion nonetheless. He glared furiously at Fu Xi and Nuwa.

"Hmph!" Dong Wang Gong snorted and walked to one side.

"Brother, you sit." Seeing this, Nuwa rose and offered the Cushion to Fu Xi.

"No need, Sister. Your brother likes liveliness and cannot sit still alone. I'll sit over there, where there are more people." Fu Xi pressed Nuwa back down, then spoke to her cheerfully before walking toward a seat at the side.

This is fucking miraculous! Qing Xuan marveled inwardly.

That was right—Hong Yun had actually seized a seat again. The only difference was that this time, Hong Yun had taken the fifth Cushion, while Kun Peng occupied the sixth.

"Hey, over here!" Hong Yun waved happily at Qing Xuan and Zhen Yuanzi. Seeing this, the two walked over.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect to get one! Brother Zhen Yuanzi, come, sit!" Hong Yun said excitedly, then offered the seat to Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand. "No need. I'll just sit beside you."

"Then Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan, you sit!"

"No, no. I cannot accept a reward without merit. You should sit—it was you who seized it, after all." Qing Xuan replied with a smile.

Zhen Yuanzi then walked to the side. Hong Yun scratched his head. With no other choice, he sat down himself, muttering under his breath.

"Isn't this a good thing? Why does no one want it?"

Seeing that all six Cushions had been taken, the people in the hall formed groups and moved to either side. They then whispered among themselves as they waited for Hongjun to appear.

Jie Yin and Zhunti, who had entered last, saw the situation in the hall. They exchanged a glance and walked toward the sixth Cushion.

"Fellow Daoist, my brother and I come from the Western Continent, which is truly too far away, causing us to arrive late. We respectfully ask you to yield this Cushion to my brother. We will be endlessly grateful." Zhunti spoke sincerely to Kun Peng.

Kun Peng's anger soared. Was everyone treating him like a soft target? He immediately snapped.

"Get lost! Cushions are seized by ability. If you have the ability, come take it!"

At that moment, Hong Yun was rather tempted. He had not been interested in the Cushion to begin with. He had only seized it because he wondered whether his two fellow Daoists might need it. Now, hearing how miserable Zhunti and Jie Yin sounded, pity arose in his heart.

Just as he was about to stand, a voice sounded beside his ear. He listened carefully for a moment, then sat back down and no longer looked at Zhunti and Jie Yin.

"Hmph, creatures Born from Wetness and Eggs are worthy of sitting with us?" Yuanshi, seated second, suddenly spoke.

"You!"

Kun Peng flew into a rage and pointed at Yuanshi. Nuwa also looked displeased upon hearing those words, but with her naturally gentle temperament, she did not respond.

Seeing someone agree with them, Zhunti was overjoyed. He exchanged another glance with Jie Yin, then continued speaking to Kun Peng.

"Fellow Daoist, since that is the case, my brother and I shall experience your abilities."

"What!"

Kun Peng was greatly alarmed. He had not expected these two to be so shameless. Not only did they want to fight, they even intended to gang up on him two against one. Kun Peng's face turned green, then purple, and he felt a mouthful of pent-up blood rise to his throat.

Kun Peng thought for a while. Left with no choice, he stood up and yielded the Cushion, walking to the side with a dark expression.

Zhunti was overjoyed. "Big Brother, you sit first!"