Hongyun Gives Up His Seat Again

After Jieyin and Zhunti suffered a loss,

they did not dare to cause any more trouble. Nor did they want to sit beside the Ancestral Witches, so they simply went behind the Three Pure Ones and sat behind Taiqing and Yuanshi Tianzun respectively!

Taiqing's brow twitched slightly.

In the end, he said nothing...

After Jieyin and Zhunti retreated, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and even Kunpeng let out soft breaths, instantly relaxing considerably!

Hongyun hurriedly rose to his feet.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Tian!"

"You should take this Prayer Mat..."

Wu Tian had just used that as his reason for standing up for him. Since he had already yielded the seat to Wu Tian, Hongyun could not very well keep sitting there!

And after what had just happened,

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun felt even more strongly that the karma tied to this Prayer Mat was far too weighty, not something they wished to become entangled with...

So when Hongyun spoke,

Zhen Yuanzi also nodded slightly!

Wu Tian's heart stirred, but he refused.

"It's fine!"

"After this, I doubt anyone will dare trouble you again. Just sit properly and stay there..."

He was also quite curious.

If Hongyun did not give up his seat and did not damage his own Fortune, would Hongyun still die later and reincarnate as Shennong?

There was another point.

Kunpeng was still sitting there now.

He had not lost his seat, so he naturally did not resent Hongyun over it. Would he still ambush Hongyun in the future?

But this time, Hongyun's attitude was extremely firm.

"No!"

"Fellow Daoist, you used this excuse to stand up for me. If I remain seated here, would that not make the excuse hollow? Others would inevitably form opinions about the Witch Clan..."

As he spoke, he completely ignored Wu Tian's attempts to dissuade him.

He rose directly!

He sat beside Zhen Yuanzi, and the expression on his face instantly relaxed, as though he had cast off a burden of a thousand pounds...

Hongyun had already gone this far.

What else could Wu Tian say?

But he did not intend to sit there himself. He had no interest in the Primordial Violet Qi, nor did he wish to follow the path of Three Corpses Severance.

Wu Tian now carried the laws of the twelve Ancestral Witches.

Naturally, he had to walk Pangu's path!

Like Pangu,

he would prove the Dao through strength!

The "proving the Dao through strength" spoken of here did not refer to the law or Great Dao of "strength," but rather to proving the Dao openly and honorably through absolute power once one's own strength had reached its peak...

There was another point.

Wu Tian felt that even if he sat there... judging from Hongjun's earlier interference, Hongjun might not distribute the Primordial Violet Qi according to the seats as he originally would!

The Primordial Violet Qi was in Hongjun's hands.

How it was distributed and what it depended on...

Was that not entirely up to him?

Thinking of this,

Wu Tian's heart stirred.

He turned directly toward Dijiang and said with a light smile,

"Brother..."

"How about you take the seat instead?"

Dijiang refused without a second thought.

He waved his hand and said with a smile,

"Forget it..."

"I don't even have a primordial spirit. Even if there is a Heavenly Dao opportunity, what can I do with it?"

If Wu Tian had not insisted,

they would not even have bothered coming to Zixiao Palace!

Wu Tian nodded slightly and turned toward Xuan Ming...

"Sister Xuan Ming!"

"You should take it instead..."

Xuan Ming was about to refuse when Dijiang said with a laugh,

"Haha... I knew it. You brat are closer to Xuan Ming and little sister Houtu. Whenever something good comes up, you always think of them!"

The Witch Clan's first seat had gone to Houtu.

It would not be bad for Xuan Ming to have the second seat!

At Dijiang's words, a faint blush flashed across Xuan Ming's fair, cool face. She shot Dijiang an annoyed glare before saying,

"Don't I lack a primordial spirit too?"

But Wu Tian did not care about that.

He directly sent out an invisible force. While Xuan Ming was speaking, he pulled her over, pressed both hands onto her shoulders, and pushed her down onto the seat!

"Why think so much?"

"Sister Xuan Ming, just sit peacefully!"

Feeling the heat from his hands on her shoulders,

Xuan Ming hurriedly circulated her mana and shook Wu Tian's hands away. The two had fought countless times before, and they had no idea how often their skin had touched, but this time felt completely different to Xuan Ming...

Wu Tian's hands felt scorching hot.

The sensation grew increasingly strange!

After knocking Wu Tian away, Xuan Ming did not rise to refuse. Instead, she looked toward Houtu and immediately saw Houtu's half-smiling gaze.

Xuan Ming quickly withdrew her eyes!

"Fine, I'll sit..."

"If little sister Houtu can sit here, why can't I?"

This seat had been secured by Wu Tian.

And she had accompanied Wu Tian through so many training sessions before, worrying over his combat techniques. It was about time Wu Tian repaid her once...

With that thought,

Xuan Ming turned back and gave Wu Tian a slight nod.

The people in Zixiao Palace watched the Ancestral Witches modestly yield to one another, and every one of them was seeing red with envy!

They could only dream of obtaining those seats.

Yet the Witch Clan treated them as though they were nothing important?

Zhunti let out a quiet sigh.

He felt rather speechless.

"Since you don't care about these seats..."

"Why did you make such a fuss fighting me for them? What was the point?"

"Sigh!"

Hongyun, who had given up his seat, was also stunned.

After a long while, he finally turned back with a bitter smile and exchanged glances with Zhen Yuanzi.

Hongyun also sighed softly in his heart!

He had originally been somewhat reluctant...

He had even wondered:

Could it be... that Fellow Daoist Wu Tian came for this seat too?

At that moment,

the thought vanished instantly.

A deep sense of guilt rose in his heart!

After Xuan Ming sat down, the order of the final three seats became Xuan Ming, Kunpeng, and Houtu.

A tangible gaze shot out from Dijiang.

It landed on Kunpeng's back!

"Wu Tian..."

"Should we?"

As Dijiang spoke, he made a striking gesture toward Kunpeng's back. A faint Baleful Qi spread out, making Kunpeng's body tremble sharply.

Wu Tian pondered for a moment.

"Forget it..."

"There's no need."

At the same time, he found it somewhat amusing.

In the original course of events, Kunpeng could be considered quite unlucky. He had finally secured a seat, only for it to be snatched away by Jieyin and Zhunti!

Yet he was no match for the two of them.

Powerless and enraged, he could only vent all his anger on Hongyun...

This time, Wu Tian's intervention

had actually let this fellow benefit!

Because of the earlier conflict, no one else dared make a move against Kunpeng. Who knew whether the Ancestral Witches would jump out again?

At this, Dijiang nodded.

He stopped staring at Kunpeng's back and reined in his aura. Kunpeng immediately felt the pressure lift...

"Phew!"

Kunpeng secretly let out a breath.

From the corner of his eye, he looked toward Wu Tian. An indescribable feeling suddenly arose in his heart. After pondering for a long time, Kunpeng, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke.

He said softly to Wu Tian,

"Today, Kunpeng owes Fellow Daoist a favor..."

"This karma will certainly be repaid in the future!"

Wu Tian looked toward Kunpeng.

A smile immediately appeared on his face. Kunpeng truly had incurred great karma today, and not merely because of the seat beneath him.

In the original course of events, when Kunpeng was driven from his seat, Yuanshi Tianzun had even uttered those famous words:

"Creatures born of feathers and eggs, covered in scales and bearing horns—are you worthy to sit with us?"

He had trampled Kunpeng's dignity into the mud!

Now that circumstances had changed, that never happened, and Kunpeng had escaped the fate of being humiliated...

But Wu Tian said nothing more.

He merely smiled and nodded at Kunpeng!

Then he looked ahead, silently waiting for Hongjun's arrival and the beginning of the Dao lecture...