After the two finished speaking, the main hall suddenly fell silent. The other Ancestral Witches stared at them in shock.
Seeing everyone's gazes, Zhu Rong and Gonggong could not help but shudder, instinctively taking several steps back.
"What are you trying to do? I only said something casually. Was I wrong?"
Zhu Rong did not understand why everyone was looking at him like that.
"That's right, you said it very well. I finally understand what the Dao Venerable meant by great wisdom appearing foolish. Zhu Rong, it turns out you really aren't brainless."
Di Jiang clapped his hands, looking at Zhu Rong with approval.
"Hehe, of course. How could I possibly be like Gonggong, with no brain?"
"Wait, no. Are you insulting me?"
Zhu Rong sensed that something was off. They had never praised him before, so why was this time different?
A strange feeling welled up within him. Zhu Rong kept feeling that there was something wrong with Di Jiang's words.
"We really aren't insulting you. We have to thank you this time for finding a direction for us."
Ju Mang explained briefly, then said to himself, "Then I shall be the God of Wood Virtue."
Qiang Liang, Ru Shou, and Xuan Ming followed suit, becoming the God of Thunder, God of Metal Virtue, and God of Profound Water.
"Eh!"
Upon hearing Ju Mang and the others' explanations, a powerful thought suddenly surged into Zhu Jiuyin's mind.
"The Natural Authorities controlled by the four of you seem to form a cycle. Could this be the four seasons the Dao Venerable spoke of?"
The authorities controlled by Ju Mang and the others truly seemed connected to the changes of the Primordial World.
"Then which four seasons are they?"
Ju Mang and the other three were stunned as well. Asking them