Before the gates of Zixiao Palace, Haotian, who had been pushed out, gazed at the palace doors with a complicated expression. Then he pulled Yaochi down with him, and the two knelt at the entrance and bowed three times toward the palace.
"Haotian and Yaochi thank Master for His care over the years!"
After paying their respects, Haotian and Yaochi looked at Taiqing and the others. "Senior Martial Brothers, the Heavenly Court now has only Yaochi and me. Master also instructed you Senior Martial Brothers to lend us aid. I wonder how you intend to help me."
"Hmph. A mere attendant dares speak to Saints like us in such a manner?"
Yuanshi snorted coldly, mocked Haotian, then turned and left.
Laozi and Tongtian ignored Haotian altogether and departed the Outer Heavens directly.
Only Zhunti and Jieyin wore malicious smiles. "Junior Brother, if you establish a Western Heavenly Emperor, we can help you build the Heavenly Court."
Haotian's expression immediately darkened upon hearing this. What did Zhunti mean? He actually wanted to take half of Haotian's authority. Would the Heavenly Court still belong to him then?
"There is no need to trouble yourselves, Senior Martial Brothers. We will rely on ourselves."
These Saints all wanted to feed off the Heavenly Court. They even refused to heed Master's words.
"Hehe, then pretend I never said anything."
Zhunti pursed his lips, then left with Jieyin, leaving Haotian and Yaochi standing there in a daze.
"Haotian, they are too detestable! Didn't Master tell them to provide us with help? Why are they all refusing, and even trying to seize our authority? Come, let's go find Master."
Yaochi could no longer bear it. Several Saints were trampling all over them, yet they could not refute them at all.
"Forget it. We only just left Zixiao