Just as Xuanyuan was methodically beginning to unite the various tribes of the Human Race,
in the Western Teachings, at Mount Sumeru,
Jieyin and Zhunti stood side by side beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
Their gazes were fixed on a huge blood egg not far from the pool.
Its surface shimmered with an eerie gleam.
Around the blood egg stood rows of green lamps, arranged according to the Zhou Tian Xing Dou.
The flames within the lamps flickered.
But what burned in them was not lamp oil. It was the faith of the Human Race.
After examining it, Zhunti's lips curled into a meaningful smile. Then he spoke:
"Senior Brother."
"The time is about right."
At that, Jieyin slowly nodded. A trace of resolve flashed across his sorrowful face as he said calmly:
"Our Western Lands are barren, and our Fortune is weak."
"Why should the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race be reserved for the Eastern Saints to share in?"
The two Saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, had naturally been keeping a close eye on Xuanyuan's rise.
Back at Zixiao Palace, the Dao Ancestor and Huang Tian had only assigned the Imperial Tutor positions for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. They had never said that no one else could compete for them.
The Western Teachings had received only one Imperial Tutor position among the Five Emperors, which naturally left Jieyin and Zhunti feeling that it was not enough.
After all, the Merit they could gain by assisting the appearance of just one of the Five Emperors was far too little for the Western Teachings.
That was precisely why Jieyin and Zhunti had discussed the matter and come up with a plan.
They, too, would compete for the Merit of being Human Sovereign.
To that end, the two had