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As soon as Shen Gongbao said this, everyone's gaze focused on Yang Jian and his two siblings.

Whether the Investiture of Gods ceremony could be held on Zhou Mountain depended entirely on whether Yang Jian and his siblings were willing.

At these words, the three of them immediately looked at one another.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Jian could only cup his hands and accept.

"My siblings and I can make the trip, but whether we can actually see the Dao Venerable is something I cannot guarantee. If we fail to meet him, or if he does not wish to be disturbed, I hope my fellow Daoists will not take offense."

His words were impeccable. He accepted the responsibility while also preparing everyone for the possibility of failure.

Shen Gongbao immediately bowed in return. "You overstate it, Senior Brother. The Dao Venerable looks down upon all living beings and transcends all things. To receive his favor would naturally be a blessing, while failing to meet him would be entirely reasonable. We are already immensely grateful that Senior Brother is willing to convey our request. How could we dare harbor even the slightest grievance?"

Kunpeng stroked his beard and smiled as well. "Young friend Yang Jian, go without concern. Whether the Dao Venerable receives you or not is dictated by fate. We cultivators understand best that karmic fortune cannot be forced."

Queen Mother of the West smiled from the side. "If even you three siblings cannot see the Dao Venerable, then I fear no one among us could invite him."

Did Yang Jian and his siblings truly have that much influence? Naturally, they did—but not quite as much as Queen Mother of the West had implied.

With those words, Queen Mother of the West had included their mother, along with