At these words, Haotian and Yaochi exchanged a glance, both utterly bewildered.
According to their original guess, as a former rival, it would already have been good enough if Xian Junyu had come without causing trouble.
The position of Heavenly Emperor had been personally conferred on him by the Dao Ancestor. Even if Xian Junyu did not dare say much openly, he surely had plenty of grievances.
Yet not only was he causing no trouble or voicing any complaints, but his attitude was also unusually good. This truly left them at a loss.
"Martial Nephew really thinks that way?"
Haotian asked, still somewhat unable to believe it.
At this, Xian Junyu nodded solemnly.
"Although Martial Nephew is lazy by nature, I still have my own principles. No one can take what belongs to me, and I never force what does not belong to me!"
"I have no fate with the imperial throne. The position of Lord of the Heavenly Court should rightfully belong to Martial Uncle. That is my attitude!"
At these words, Haotian became even more bewildered.
Even if Xian Junyu had spoken insolently today, he could have understood. After all, it was perfectly normal to harbor resentment after losing the imperial throne.
But Xian Junyu was so calm and composed now that Haotian grew even more suspicious.
However, Xian Junyu sounded so sincere that Haotian could find no grounds to refute him. He and Yaochi immediately exchanged a slight nod, barely accepting this explanation.
Zhen Yuanzi, who had overheard such secret matters, stroked his long beard with great interest as he stared at the First Disciple of Saint Shangqing.
Who would have thought that the Three Pure Ones had strongly supported Xian Junyu becoming Lord of the Heavenly Court, and that Haotian and Xian Junyu were actually rivals...