Junior Brother, Hold!

When Nuwa brought up the matter of the Sage positions, Haotian simply shook his head, too lazy to bother with her any further.

Then he declared loudly, "Taishang, Yuanshi!

You two hold Innate Supreme Treasures in your hands—how about you give it a try?

Take charge of the Primordial World, and you'll gain its fortune.

With fortune backing you, wouldn't your cultivation realms soar on the spot?"

At Haotian's words, the Sages instead grew hesitant.

Could this fellow really be setting a trap?

Yet looking at Haotian's confident demeanor, the Six Senses dared not speak for a moment.

After a brief silence.

On Mount Sumeru, Zhunti was ultimately overcome by greed overriding reason.

He abruptly rose and prepared to step toward Haotian's location.

But just as Zhunti stood, Jieyin spoke up, "Wait!

Where are you going, Junior Brother?"

Hearing Jieyin's words, Zhunti paused mid-step.

Turning back, he replied, "Senior Brother!

Haotian is about to give up the Heavenly Emperor position.

The Three Pure Ones remain silent, and Nuwa is hesitating.

This is our chance!

If we can seize the Heavenly Emperor Position, the unique methods for refining spirit treasures, The law intensity beyond our current understanding, And the opportunity to gather the Primordial World's fortune—

All of these will be ours.

With such fortune, how could our Western Teachings fail to thrive?

Once we've repaid our vows, our cultivation will surely advance further."

Jieyin heard Zhunti's answer and nearly spat a mouthful of saltwater in his face.

Calming himself, he said, "Junior Brother, stop!

Don't even think about it.

You only see the Three Pure Ones staying still—have you considered why they aren't moving?"

Zhunti replied without hesitation, "Why else?

Aren't they just clinging to their Sage dignity?

Isn't Nuwa the same?

They can't let go, but I can.

A little face—what's that compared to the rise of our Western Teachings?

Before, there was no opportunity.

Now that Haotian plans to resign on his own, we must seize it.

Then, Senior Brother, you hold Mount Sumeru, and I'll take the Heavenly Court.

Together, we'll push forward and achieve our goal."

Seeing Zhunti already envisioning a bright future, Jieyin could no longer hold back.

This junior brother was good in every way—

Except that whenever he saw an opportunity, his eyes were blinded.

But the situation was unclear now.

For all they knew, Haotian was digging a pit.

No matter what, he had to come up with some words to calm him down first.

So Jieyin said, "Junior Brother, stop right there!

This matter cannot fall to us.

Not to mention how much of Haotian's words are true—

If there were real benefits, the Three Pure Ones would surely shut us out.

Even if we go now, we won't gain the Heavenly Emperor Position.

Instead, it's better to wait.

First, let Nuwa test the waters."

Second, it prevents the Three Pure Ones from seeing that we have any ambition to contend for it.

If we show no desire to compete, the Three Pure Ones might just discard the Heavenly Emperor Position like trash and toss it to us.

Jieyin's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Zhunti's head.

Indeed, as he said.

If Zhunti really went, the Three Pure Ones would surely follow suit immediately.

By then, even if they didn't want it, they wouldn't let the Western Region have it for nothing.

But once the matter became clear, the Three Pure Ones would only throw out that position.

At that point, it would be obvious that the Heavenly Emperor Position was a trap.

Which cultivator in the Primordial World would be willing to take this hot potato?

Even Haotian, the Dao Ancestor's attendant, couldn't hold that seat steady.

Who dares to claim they can?

Don't forget.

Once you sit in that seat, you'd have to face none other than the saints themselves.

Other cultivators in the Primordial World lack the backbone, and even the disciples of saints lack the strength.

In the end, it would have to be chosen from among the saints.

Only then would their opportunity arise.

As for whether it's a trap or not, would Zhunti care?

What pit could a saint like him not fill?

Karma entanglements?

Sorry!

He, Zhunti, cultivates karma itself.

Otherwise, how could such a brilliant idea as sending Hongyun on his way have come about?

After calming down, Zhunti nodded.

"Senior Brother speaks sense!

This junior brother was too hasty.

Let's first see how things unfold."

At this moment, in the Purple Cloud Palace, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun was hardly in a good mood upon seeing Haotian's intention to quit.

The Heavenly Emperor Position, as Haotian said, was more than just balancing the forces of all sides.

Its most important duty was to sort out and dissolve the karma of the Primordial World.

Thus delaying the onset of the Measure Calamity.

Of course.

Balancing the forces was a task Hongjun had assigned.

The main point was still the second one.

If Haotian really threw in the towel, where would he find a suitable replacement?

Among the cultivators of the Primordial World, who hadn't become a saint would dare take this job?

And among those who dared, who could both balance the forces of all sides and resolve the karma entanglements of the Primordial World?

Forget solving that problem.

If Haotian hadn't brought it up today, probably no cultivator would have even thought about it.

The saints could resolve karma...

No!

They would just set aside the matter of karma entanglements.

After all, they had no intention of cleaning up the karma they themselves had created in past years.

Let alone the karma created by all living beings.

Moreover, once a saint sat in that seat, the structure of the Primordial World would shatter instantly.

Even Nuwa, who hadn't established a Great Sect, had the Demon Race behind her.

What about the other saints?

Wouldn't the Primordial World end up in chaos and turmoil?

Sigh!

What a disaster!

Why did I ever take in those six wretched things back then?

I only wanted to settle the karmic debts.

Never gave a thought to how the future situation would play out.

Forget it!

Let's just watch for now.

Hope the Six Sages will show some sense.

If they truly force Haotian to throw in the towel, then this Old Daoist will have no choice but to step in.

If the Old Daoist has a bad time, no one else will have it easy either.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun waited on this side for events to unfold.

But the Six Sages, at this moment, fell silent.

Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones had no desire to take that seat.

Zhunti and Jieyin had no chance, so they could only bide their time in patience.

Unless the Three Pure Ones spoke up first and tossed the position out.

They could only watch with eager eyes.

After a long silence, Primordial Heavenly Venerate on Kunlun Mountain could not hold back and sent a voice transmission to Taishang.

"Eldest Brother!

What do you say—should we take this chance to answer that wretch Haotian?

Seize the moment and take him down?

At worst, we can prop up some other cultivator.

Propping up another cultivator would at least be better than having Haotian, who picks fights with us sages every other day."

Primordial Heavenly Venerate had this idea, planning to take the chance to replace Haotian.

Naturally, this was not the only reason.

There was also the factor that his Chan Teachings had already offended Haotian.

He never imagined that Haotian would easily let the previous matter slide.

Now that they had finally caught Haotian offering his own resignation.

Shouldn't they act quickly to eliminate the root of future trouble?

What were they waiting for?

Waiting to suffer later?

Now the opportunity had come—as long as he swayed Taishang.

That would be as good as having the Three Pure Ones agree to this.

Since Haotian had already put the words out, when the Three Pure Ones stepped forward, would Haotian dare to go back on his word?

Yet Primordial Heavenly Venerate's thoughts were rosy.

Taishang, however, saw more clearly than he did.

After hearing Primordial Heavenly Venerate's voice transmission, he replied flatly.

"Second Brother, who do you plan to prop up in his place?

Zhenyuanzi?

Minghe?

Kunpeng?"

Hearing Taishang's words, Primordial Heavenly Venerate was stunned for a moment.