Conference on Divine Offices

As Shen Gongbao spoke, his wide sleeve flicked lightly and unobtrusively. A gentle stream of spiritual power swept across the ground, instantly evaporating the conspicuous urine stain as though it had never existed.

With his words, everyone immediately grew serious.

Seeing this, Nezha forcibly suppressed his urge to settle accounts with Yang Jian. He silently retreated to a corner and stood obediently.

Shen Gongbao looked around at the crowd and slowly said, "The Kalpa has ended, and the Investiture of the Gods is imminent. I have invited you all here today to discuss the allocation of divine offices."

He took out a scroll flowing with golden light—the Investiture of the Gods.

"Senior Demon Master, Queen Mother of the West. You are both venerable elders of the Primordial Wilderness, possessing lofty virtue and great prestige. Ever since the Heavenly Court was first established, you have borne the important responsibility of maintaining the balance of the Three Realms," Shen Gongbao asked respectfully.

He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping across the Dao Patterns flowing over the Investiture of the Gods, before continuing:

"Most of the divine offices recorded upon the Investiture of the Gods are newly established positions from this Kalpa. Given your esteemed status, this humble Daoist truly cannot presume to confer offices upon you. Do either of you wish to expand your current authority? Or is there anywhere you require the Heavenly Court to offer some convenience? This humble Daoist will certainly do his utmost to make every arrangement."

His words gave the two mighty figures ample respect. He not only made clear their exalted standing, but also entirely placed the choice in their hands.

Kunpeng's figure flickered in and out of sight, as though merged with endless space. He did not respond.

Meanwhile, Queen Mother of the West sat upright