Fighting for seats in Zixiao Palace

The man in black spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

It almost felt like Nan Ji should be thanking him.

Nan Ji was furious upon hearing this.

But he couldn't actually sit on the doorstep. Would he be known as "The Doorstep Guest of Purple Heaven Palace" from now on?

Haotian and Yaochi also found themselves in a difficult spot seeing this.

The palace doors couldn't be closed now.

So Haotian said softly, "Senior Brother Kunpeng, could you move aside a little and make room for this fellow daoist?"

Nan Ji hadn't expected Haotian to speak up for him.

Even more unexpectedly, this giant bird was actually Kunpeng.

Nan Ji couldn't fathom why he seemed to be on bad terms with all the demon race members since arriving in the Great Desolation.

As if to contradict Nan Ji's thoughts, Kunpeng glanced at Haotian dismissively. "Who's your senior brother? What are you, anyway?"

"You!"

Upon hearing Kunpeng's words, Haotian's face immediately turned ashen.

However, having always been by Hongjun's side, he couldn't retort.

Knowing who the other party was and seeing Haotian being wronged, Nan Ji no longer hesitated.

He walked up to Kunpeng and said directly, "Look at how much space you're taking up by yourself. Just move over a bit."

"I'll sit wherever I want, and as much as I want!" Kunpeng said disdainfully.

Looking at the overbearing Kunpeng before him, Nan Ji felt he was like someone hogging seats in later generations.

Unbeknownst to him, Kunpeng was also filled with rage.

He could have taken his designated seat according to Hongjun's prior arrangement, but he was delayed by the incident with Nan Ji.

Even though the seats at the front for listening to the Dao were vast, the further back one went, the more crowded it became.

"You!"

Seeing Kunpeng acting shamelessly, Nan Ji initially wanted to refuse but then remembered it was best not to attract the Dao Ancestor's attention.

Splat!

Without another word, Nan Ji sat down right on top of Kunpeng.

When it came to shamelessness, who could compare to Nan Ji from later generations?

As Nan Ji sat down, Kunpeng felt as if he were being burned by the Samadhi True Fire.

He was so enraged that he immediately stood up.

This time, it was Kunpeng's turn to tremble as he pointed a finger at Nan Ji.

"You! You! How utterly shameless!"

Kunpeng racked his brain but could only manage to say this.

Nan Ji, however, felt he had done nothing wrong, as Kunpeng had been the one to act shamelessly first.

"But you told me to!"

Nan Ji didn't stand on ceremony with Kunpeng and sat down in the spot Kunpeng had just vacated.

Haotian watched Kunpeng with a look of satisfaction, while Yaochi looked at Nan Ji with a hint of admiration.

Kunpeng stood dumbfounded at the entrance, seething with anger.

Just as he was about to say something, a snow-white figure suddenly swooped down.

Seeing the person fly over the heads of the crowd, Kunpeng looked closely and recognized the figure.

Kunpeng flicked his sleeve and said, "Fellow Daoist Queen Mother of the West, you are the Head of Female Immortals personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor, won't you..."

Slap!

Before Kunpeng could finish speaking, the Queen Mother of the West slapped him across the face.

It seemed the Queen Mother of the West had put all her strength into this slap, causing Kunpeng to stagger and fall right out of the Purple Heaven Palace doors.

Hearing Kunpeng call out to the Queen Mother of the West, Nan Ji looked over and saw a middle-aged woman with a stern expression.

She clearly looked like someone not to be trifled with.

The Three Pure Ones had naturally noticed the commotion behind them long ago. Seeing that the Queen Mother of the West was also paying attention, they did not intervene.

As expected! The Queen Mother of the West would not let Nan Ji suffer a disadvantage.

After slapping Kunpeng, the Queen Mother of the West made as if to leave.

"Ah! This is too much!"

As the saying goes, one shouldn't hit someone in the face. This action by the Queen Mother of the West had undoubtedly caused Kunpeng to lose all face within the Purple Heaven Palace.

Thinking this, Kunpeng got up and chased after the Queen Mother of the West.

Just as Kunpeng was about to catch up, Queen Mother of the West suddenly turned around.

Slap!

Another unexpected and solid slap.

Kunpeng was about to say something when he heard Queen Mother of the West speak, "I am the Head of Female Immortals personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor. Flying over the heads of fellow Daoists is perfectly acceptable, but who do you think you are..."

Although Queen Mother of the West didn't finish, anyone could guess what she meant: Who do you think you are?

Following that, Queen Mother of the West ignored Kunpeng's reaction and flew directly to her seat.

Nan Ji didn't recognize that this person was Niu Niu, the one whose hand he used to hold.

"This auntie is so... domineering!"

Nan Ji stared dumbfounded at Queen Mother of the West's retreating back, sighing in admiration.

"Senior Sister Queen Mother of the West has always been like this. It's best not to offend her lightly," Haotian also chimed in as a reminder.

Hearing this, Nan Ji couldn't help but gasp.

He hadn't forgotten that his cultivation breakthrough to the mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal was thanks to Duo Duo, who was Houtu, stealing Queen Mother of the West's immortal peaches.

It seemed he needed to stay further away from her from now on.

Meanwhile, at the front, Queen Mother of the West returned to her second-row seat, completely unbothered by the gazes of others.

Instead, she turned to Yuanshi and said irritably, "You didn't make a move, were you just counting on me to? Now, are you satisfied?"

Yuanshi, who had been full of smiles, was once again choked by Queen Mother of the West's words.

Nan Ji watched as Haotian and Yaochi still stood by the door, while Kunpeng also stood there with an uncertain expression.

Not wanting to attract too much attention from Hongjun, he shifted his position and said, "The Dao Ancestor is about to begin his lecture. Sit or don't, it's up to you."

Seeing Nan Ji move, Haotian and Yaochi both cast him a grateful look.

Although Kunpeng desperately wanted to retaliate, he knew that the Dao Ancestor's lecture was a rare opportunity.

So, without a word, he righteously sat down in the spot Nan Ji had vacated.

Seeing Kunpeng seated, Nan Ji nodded to Haotian and Yaochi.

Then, Haotian and Yaochi closed the palace doors and disappeared.

On the other side, in the rear hall of the Purple Heaven Palace, Haotian and Yaochi appeared before Hongjun.

Hongjun sat cross-legged on a cloud bed, his hands resting naturally on his knees, and said, "This time, it's not entirely your fault. It's Kunpeng who went too far."

Although Hongjun said this, he didn't open his eyes.

Haotian and Yaochi had followed Hongjun since their transformation. Hearing his words, they exchanged a glance.

They knew that Hongjun saying this meant the matter was over.

Then, Haotian suddenly knelt on the ground, his eyes red, and said, "Master, Haotian and Yaochi have served you since our transformation. After all these years, if we don't have merit, we at least have hard work. Kunpeng, I only called him Senior Brother, and he..."

Perhaps moved by his own emotions, Haotian began to sob, tears streaming down his face.

Seeing this, Yaochi also pulled on Hongjun's sleeve and said, "Yes, Master. Senior Brother Haotian and I are always your attendants. He has insulted us like this, please uphold justice for us!"

"Only Senior Brother White Crane, pitying our hard work serving you, gave us each a Wine Crystal..."

"That's right, Kunpeng wouldn't yield to him, yet he willingly gave up his seat for Master's lecture..."

Then, Haotian and Yaochi went on to complain to Hongjun for a long time, speaking one after another.

"Mm, I understand."

Just as they were about to say more, Hongjun suddenly spoke.

Knowing Hongjun well, they naturally understood that he would handle this matter.

Exchanging another glance, they followed Hongjun, who was gradually fading away, towards the main hall of the Purple Heaven Palace.

Next, Hongjun's figure slowly appeared on the cloud platform in the main hall, with Haotian and Yaochi accompanying him on either side.

Just like during the first lecture, Haotian gathered his spiritual power and shouted loudly, "Hongjun Dao Ancestor is about to begin his lecture!"