What else could Cundi do? He could only accept it.
Of course, if you asked whether he was dissatisfied, he really wasn't. After all, as he had said before, it was better than nothing!
On the contrary, Cundi was quite fond of the Black Lotus of Destruction.
This was the supreme treasure Rahula had used to protect his path!
And now it's mine!
Heh-heh!
How delightful!
Once, when Cundi had watched Rahula sit upon the Black Lotus of Destruction, imposing and untouchable, with Demonic Qi billowing to the heavens, only one thought had filled his mind.
I could take his place!
Rahula may have fallen, but isn't the Black Lotus of Destruction mine now?
So if I sit upon the Black Lotus of Destruction from now on, that counts as taking his place, doesn't it?
Yes, that was what Cundi thought.
That means I've fulfilled the dream I had back then, right?
Right?!
It definitely does!!!
Cundi and Receiver were fairly satisfied.
But when the Sage fell silent once more, it was clear that he did not intend to bestow any more treasures.
Dijun and the others grew genuinely anxious. Surely the Sage wasn't going to stop giving out treasures?
Would he bestow them only on disciples of the Mystic School, as he had with the Primordial Violet Qi?
But hadn't Hong Yun managed to pick up a stray share of the Primordial Violet Qi, the Foundation of the Great Dao?
Hong Yun wasn't even the Sage's disciple!
Dijun and the other Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace who had yet to receive treasures dropped to their knees before the Sage. Following Cundi and Receiver's example, they began weeping and begging him to bestow treasures upon them.
Cundi and Receiver looked at them with expressions that said these pupils could