Facing the open and veiled accusations and admonitions of the Six Sages, Zhou Ming's expression did not change in the slightest.
He naturally knew what they were worried about.
They were simply afraid that he would recklessly extract the Primordial Origin, eventually damaging the foundation of the entire Primordial Wilderness.
If the Primordial Wilderness suffered, then these Heavenly Dao Sages—every last one of them—would have no hope of escaping unscathed.
However, they lacked both the strength and the confidence to forcibly stop him.
Thus, they could only adopt this righteous stance of "doing it for the sake of all living beings in the Primordial Wilderness." Ostensibly, they were advising him, but in reality, they were asking him for a promise.
A promise that would let them rest easy.
Having understood this, Zhou Ming smiled faintly and slowly spoke.
"I understand your concerns, fellow Daoists."
"What happened today will not happen again."
"Rest assured, fellow Daoists. This will be the only time. There will be no next time."
Hearing Zhou Ming give his promise so readily, the taut nerves of the Six Sages eased slightly.
Taiqing Laozi stroked his long beard and nodded.
"Thank you, Daoist friend, for putting the greater interests of the Primordial Wilderness first."
"After all, if the Primordial Wilderness were seriously damaged, none of us would benefit."
Although Venerable Lord Yuanshi disliked Zhou Ming's way of doing things, since Zhou Ming had already given his assurance, he could not say anything more.
He merely snorted coldly, which counted as tacit agreement with this outcome.
Jieyin still wore that sorrowful expression, his palms pressed together.
"Excellent, excellent. Daoist friend understands the greater good. This is a blessing for the Primordial Wilderness."
Zhunti's eyes shifted, and he hurriedly echoed him.
"Indeed, indeed! Daoist friend Zhou Ming is truly noble!"