The Two Saints Focused on Their Careers

Outside Shouyang Mountain, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning's figure appeared.

The peace that had been in the Eight Sceneries Palace was gone, replaced by a murderous aura.

"My elder brother practices non-action; discussing anything with him is useless!"

"It's better for me to plan early on my own! Hmph!"

At the same time.

Laozi in the Eight Sceneries Palace also lost his composure from earlier.

"Why did that child appear?"

"Could it be that Tongtian is secretly planning something behind our backs?"

While Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning and Laozi were contemplating their trip to Zixiao Palace, Zhunti and Jieyin in the West were also not idle.

As the two most mischievous individuals, it had to be said that Zhunti and Jieyin possessed keen insight into the development and control of events.

Jieyin looked at Zhunti, who was meditating on a futon, and spoke:

"Elder Brother. We had agreed that the Investiture of the Gods Scroll would only require signatories from the three Eastern sects."

"But now, Qin Hong appeared out of nowhere, not only using this opportunity to threaten the Dao Ancestor, making the Dao Ancestor displeased with us in the West, but also damaging the Investiture of the Gods Scroll. Now, I fear our Western Sect will also be dragged into the Investiture of the Gods Calamity!"

"Elder Brother, we must make plans early to preserve our Western Sect as much as possible, weaken the three Eastern sects, and seize benefits in the process!"

Upon mentioning benefits, Jieyin's breathing involuntarily deepened.

"It is as it should be!"

Hearing Jieyin's words, how could Zhunti not have thought of this? He immediately gritted his teeth and said:

"That brat from Tongtian's side is truly detestable!"

"And that Investiture of the Gods Scroll, it's an Innate Spirit Treasure, yet it was damaged just like that!"

"What's done is done; there's no use talking about it now. We must plan early."

"When our teacher finishes repairing the Investiture of the Gods Scroll, we'll go and complain!"

"Our West is already inferior to the East. If we face another immeasurable calamity, we'll be completely ruined."

"Indeed!" Jieyin chimed in:

"The Dao Ancestor owes us in the West, and he should compensate us!"

"If he refuses then, you and I will reside permanently in Zixiao Palace and refuse to leave!"

"Good!"

It had to be said that at this moment, Zhunti and Jieyin, focused on their ambitions, possessed a certain charm.

Considering the predicament they faced.

The West was already lacking in spiritual energy and rare treasures. Their Western Sect had only just begun to take shape and could not compare to any of the three Eastern sects.

Among the Saints, they were also the weakest.

Yet, in such a dire situation, they managed to play their hand like a winning poker game.

Through extensive planning, they used the Investiture of the Gods Calamity to suppress the Sect of Interception to the brink of annihilation. Several of the Sect of Enlightenment's Twelve Golden Immortals joined the Western Sect, rendering the Twelve Golden Immortals a mere name. The Human Sect, which already had few disciples, became even more so.

In this way, the rise of the Western Sect was unstoppable. Even if Laozi and Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning wanted to stop it, they no longer had the ability.

This was the original storyline. However, now, Qin Hong had damaged the Investiture of the Gods Scroll, causing deviations in the original causal destiny, and the Investiture of the Gods Calamity became fraught with unexpected changes.

Meanwhile, on Golden Ao Island, at Biyou Palace, the abnormal surge of spiritual energy caused by Qin Hong's use of the title "Pangu's Affection" was still ongoing.

However, with the Saint's oral decree from Sect Master Tongtian, no one dared to question it.

As for those who dared to question, like Laozi and Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, they disdained to meddle in such matters.

After all, it was perfectly normal for Saints to cause some commotion during their cultivation.

At this moment, within Biyou Palace.

Sect Master Tongtian was also contemplating everything that had happened in Zixiao Palace, occasionally calculating with his fingers, trying to find the key to it all.

Although Sect Master Tongtian always appeared to be bullied by Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, it was merely because he disdained to argue. In terms of temperament and disposition, they were all Saints; how much could they differ?

Previously, it was to protect Qin Hong from being targeted by petty individuals. Now that he had returned to his palace, he began to deeply consider the impact of the damaged Investiture of the Gods Scroll on him and the Sect of Interception.

"Haha, Hong'er, well done!"

After careful consideration, Tongtian weighed the pros and cons, and the destruction of the Investiture of the Gods Scroll was more beneficial than detrimental to him!

When the Saints were discussing the list of names for the Investiture of the Gods Scroll, Tongtian had been very reluctant. After all, this matter was stirred up by the Sect of Enlightenment; why should his Sect of Interception clean up the mess?

However, since Hongjun was in charge, Tongtian had no choice but to agree.

While they were discussing, Nuwa simply didn't participate. She neither planned for benefits nor schemed against others.

However, the remaining ones were no easy targets. Laozi and Yuan Shi both feared that the interests of their Human Sect and Sect of Enlightenment would be harmed. They joined forces with the two instigators from the Western Sect to target him, Tongtian, and the Sect of Interception.

In the end, even though the Sect of Enlightenment was the main culprit, it was Tongtian's Sect of Interception that received the most slots?

At that moment, Tongtian's only thought was: This is clearly treating the Sect of Interception as less than human. Is there any more obvious bullying than this?

But even though he knew it in his heart, he was helpless.

Now, it was good. Qin Hong made a small move with his hand, and the Investiture of the Gods Scroll was destroyed!

"Heh heh, I didn't expect Hong'er to give me such a big gift right after he was born!"

"But I can't let my guard down. Although the Investiture of the Gods Scroll is damaged and the karma and fate have deviated, my Sect of Interception is ultimately too large and will surely displease the Heavenly Dao. To successfully pass through, I still need to plan carefully!"

Afterward, Sect Master Tongtian issued a decree for the disciples of the Sect of Interception to be extremely cautious when traveling in the Primordial Era. If there was nothing important, they should not move around the Primordial Era and should quietly cultivate in their abodes.

A few days later, Sect Master Tongtian received the decree that the Investiture of the Gods Scroll had been repaired by Hongjun. He set off for Zixiao Palace again for the three sects to sign the Investiture of the Gods Scroll.

Not long after Sect Master Tongtian left, Qin Hong emerged from the secret chamber. The moment he came out of seclusion, the anomaly caused by Pangu's Affection receded like a tide.

"Hoo... refreshing. With my current strength, even without my dad backing me up, there aren't many in the Primordial Era who can do anything to me!"

Feeling the bright sunlight, Qin Hong couldn't help but stretch lazily.

"Investiture of the Gods, here I come!"

Looking at the beautiful scenery of Golden Ao Island, shrouded in immortal mist, Qin Hong couldn't help but feel immense pride welling up in his heart.

"The fate of the Sect of Interception's destruction, to hell with it! With me here, I absolutely will not allow it to happen!"

After venting, Qin Hong began to think quietly.

"Now that the Investiture of the Gods Scroll is damaged, there are loopholes in karma and fate."

"But the Sect of Interception is still too large. A big tree easily attracts wind, and the Heavenly Dao will definitely not let it go!"

"However, even if you, Heavenly Dao, are strong, I, Qin Hong, am not to be trifled with. Let's see whose calculations are stronger!"

With that thought, Qin Hong tapped his toes and headed outside the island.

Along the way, he occasionally saw groups of disciples from the Sect of Interception, chatting and laughing as they traveled through the air.

Seeing that it was Qin Hong, they all greeted him kindly.

Those of younger generations respectfully called Qin Hong "Little Martial Uncle," and Qin Hong responded with a smile to all of them.

Just then, a gust of fragrant wind wafted over, followed by a distant, delicate laugh.

"Oh my, isn't this Little Junior Brother?"