Neither Guangchengzi nor Immortal Weng of the South Pole had their names on the list, and they could still accept that.
What truly made the two of them want to cough up blood was that the traitor Randeng's name was actually on it.
"Mm..."
After thinking it over, Duobao said, "Actually, it's not like Randeng's spot can't be taken away. But the two of you—one is the Chan Sect's chief disciple, and the other is the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals. Can you really leave the Chan Sect?"
The two fell silent.
That was indeed true.
Randeng usually handled the sect's affairs.
Just as Duobao did in the Jie Sect.
Guangchengzi was more like Primordial Lord of Heaven's personal disciple.
Whenever something came up, it was usually entrusted to Guangchengzi.
The two of them truly could not leave.
"Then forget it."
Guangchengzi shook his head helplessly, then smiled openly. "Come on, Junior Brother. I'll help you summon everyone on the list."
"Good." Duobao pressed his palms together and smiled amiably. His plump face looked solemn and dignified, faint golden Buddha Light flickering across his body and transforming his entire bearing.
Guangchengzi and Immortal Weng of the South Pole stiffened at the sight, their thoughts complicated.
After this, Duobao would probably surpass the two of them.
He would reach the level of the older generation.
On Chaos Three Immortal Island.
Cangyuan and Xiao Bai had returned.
Standing above the Cloud Sea and looking down at the three top-tier Blessed Lands joined together below, Xiao Bai was struck by indecision.
With one tiny hand forming a V beneath her chin, Xiao Bai stared at the three immortal islands below in deep conflict. "Which immortal island should I choose as the home of my Bailian Cult's Daoist Tradition?"
"I suggest choosing