Little Illusion immediately swept her gaze across the gods of the Heavenly Court again, her cheeks puffed up in anger.
The gods snapped out of their silence.
Venus stepped forward and ingratiatingly said, "Little Saint Granny, we weren't blaming you. We were only saying that the Chaos Great Saint is far too cunning, deceiving you in such a way."
"Why do you say that?" Little Illusion asked in surprise.
"It's simple. They have nothing, so if they lose, they lose. We have the Three Realms—if we lose, we lose everything. That's completely unfair. It's like someone making a bet with you: you possess a fortune beyond measure, while he's dirt poor, yet he wants to play rock-paper-scissors with you. Whoever loses gives all their property to the other. Would you play that kind of game?"
"No."
Little Illusion nodded.
She felt that Old Man Venus made a great deal of sense, so she looked to Wenren Sheng for help.
"No, the Three Realms do not belong to you." Wenren Sheng shook his head.
The gods were greatly alarmed.
Only the Jade Emperor, the Supreme Old Lord, the Primordial Heavenly Lord, and the others remained impassive.
"The Three Realms belong to the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is the proprietor, while you are merely its chief stewards," Wenren Sheng added.
The gods were immediately relieved.
So that was what he meant. They had thought Wenren Sheng intended to drive them from the Heavenly Palace and make them compete fairly with the Saint of Chaos once more.
"Now the Heavenly Dao has given the Saint of Chaos a chance to win. In other words, the ruler of the Three Realms is recruiting new stewards. If you refuse a peaceful competition, blood will flow like rivers."
The Jade Emperor nodded and declared, "The