We Must Find a Way to Pull Off a Heist

Seeing this, Haotian was not angered in the slightest.

Instead, he found it rather amusing.

Wasn't this far more entertaining than dragging along an old mud loach?

With this thought, Haotian was in no hurry to capture Candle Dragon.

Just letting him run like this seemed pretty good too.

At the very least, Haotian's spirits were quite high at the moment.

Yet while Haotian was toying with Candle Dragon in Chaos, the several saints of the Primordial World were twitching their brows in frustration.

Confirmed!

That bastard Haotian's strength had indeed surpassed the scope of a Quasi-Saint.

Previously, with Kunpeng, the saints could still dismiss him as weak.

After all, that fellow's power had always been limited by the treasures he used to house his Three Corpses.

He had only obtained the River Diagram and Lo Shu Square a few dozen epochs ago.

In such a short time, reaching late-stage Quasi-Saint was impossible.

But now, Candle Dragon was an old-established Quasi-Saint.

No!

He was an old-established Perfected Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

His cultivation realm matched Haotian's.

And Haotian was toying with him like walking a dog.

This was no longer a matter of being weak.

Their earlier agreement to Haotian's terms seemed a bit hasty.

They had let Haotian legitimately achieve his goal of governing the Primordial World.

Who would be used to check him in the future?

Other cultivators weren't fools.

Just because the saints coaxed them a few times, would they willingly go against Haotian?

Especially now that Haotian had revealed his strength.

Treating a Perfected Hunyuan Golden Immortal like a dog on a leash.

Without that level of power, which cultivator would dare to face Haotian?

But if they couldn't check Haotian, it meant their disciples would have to follow Haotian's rules from now on.

On Kunlun Mountain.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate watched Haotian's actions in Chaos.

His brow was furrowed so tightly it could crush a mosquito.

Unable to find a cultivator to check Haotian, he had to start with the Heavenly Rules Haotian had established.

Once Haotian set down the rules, he would have to find a way to make Haotian break them first.

Then, when he himself broke the rules, there would be no obstacles.

Thus, Haotian's constraints on his sect would be nearly nonexistent.

As for Primordial Heavenly Venerate, being the one already in conflict with Haotian, he felt considerable pressure.

The same went for Empress Nuwa in the Wa Imperial Palace.

But the most troubled were the two from the Western Region.

After watching Haotian's effortless display for a while.

Zhunti slowly spoke: "Brother!

With Haotian being so domineering, what should we do from now on?

If the Western Region is to flourish, our actions will certainly not be few.

We are saints, so we don't need to worry about Haotian.

But I fear Haotian will target our disciples."

Jieyin heard this and looked again at Haotian's figure in the Mirror of Radiance.

The word "troublesome" surged into his heart.

At this point, it was no longer a matter of whether they could hide things from Haotian.

Hide them?

What did evidence matter?

Some things didn't require evidence.

With the Dao Oath from before in place, that bastard Haotian could simply give the Western disciples a hard time the moment he grew suspicious.

No need for any schemes or tricks—open and aboveboard retaliation, and they'd have no recourse.

As long as he found a good excuse, what could they do to Haotian?

After pondering for a moment, Jieyin suddenly had a thought.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother!

The ones who should be most anxious right now aren't us.

We haven't done anything yet.

For no reason at all, Haotian can't just lump us in again.

No matter how domineering Haotian is, he can't summon all Six Sages every single time, can he?

If it happens too often, it's no longer our problem as sages—it's Haotian's problem.

So, the ones most anxious right now

should be Nuwa and Primordial Heavenly Venerate.

One has already clashed with Haotian and is currently keeping silent.

The other is being tormented by Haotian.

Over on Nuwa's side, she must have a headache right now.

Kunpeng, in charge of cleaning up the Demon Race in the Northern Region, has left no room for mercy.

Once Kunpeng finishes this purge, the Demon Race might even be crippled."

Hearing Jieyin's words, Zhunti couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother means those two will lose their patience first and go head-to-head with Haotian again.

And we just need to hang back and take advantage of the situation to break Haotian's game?"

"Exactly!

We just need to beat the drum on the sidelines and step forward together at the right time to pressure that bastard Haotian.

If we can't target Haotian himself, can't we target the Heavenly Rules he established?"

Meanwhile, on Golden Ao Island, Master Tongtian was also nursing a headache.

If the Demon Race was about to be wrecked by Haotian, was his Jie Teachings next?

He knew his own situation well.

Among the cultivators of the Jie Teachings, few were good sorts.

By Haotian's rules, only a handful of Jie Teachings disciples could even go out for a stroll.

The rest, the moment they dared to step off Golden Ao Island, would immediately draw Haotian's attention.

Those disciples were steeped in karmic sin, with no exaggeration.

Thinking of this, Master Tongtian was also fuming.

Back on Kunlun Mountain, he'd taken plenty of grief from Primordial Heavenly Venerate over this very matter.

To escape the noise, he, Master Tongtian, had moved to Golden Ao Island.

And now he had to rack his brains over it again.

He'd thought well of Haotian before.

Now it seemed he'd spoken too soon!

This bastard was even more annoying than Primordial.

Enough!

He had to find a way to screw him over.

Otherwise, wouldn't this move of This Seat's have been a waste of effort?

The Six Sages each had their own ideas, but all were mulling over how to mess with Haotian.

It wasn't that they had nothing better to do.

It was that Haotian's actions left them no leisure.

As the instigator, Haotian, after leading Candle Dragon on a chase through Chaos for a while, gradually lost interest.

Just then, Candle Dragon also came to his senses—he, Candle Dragon, had been toyed with.

As Candle Dragon pondered how to break the deadlock, Dao Patterns of law suddenly surged around Haotian.

Seeing this, Candle Dragon sensed trouble.

He immediately tried to use his divine power to flee.

If he didn't run—

Not run? Wait to become the next Kunpeng?

That Kunpeng fellow is already a thrice-turncoat.

But Candle Dragon wasn't much better off.

If Haotian captured him this time, throwing himself into the Heavenly Court would be his end.

The Dragon Race had been defeated once, and lost to the Demon Race's Heavenly Court once.

If he lost to Haotian now, he'd be just like Kunpeng—a proper thrice-turncoat without a doubt.

Yet by the time Candle Dragon thought to flee, it was already a bit too late.

Just as his divine ability was about to take shape, he heard Haotian's voice thunder out.

"Freeze!"

The moment the word "freeze" left his mouth, Candle Dragon felt his physical body stiffen.

Then his body no longer obeyed him.

He tried to mobilize his Primordial Spirit, only to find it sealed as well.

Only then did Candle Dragon realize how foolish a thing he had done.

Damn it, wasn't this just a negotiation? Couldn't he have just talked it through properly?

No matter how excessive Haotian's demands were, they were aimed at other Dragon Race members.

Either way, he, Candle Dragon, was at least safe.

But now?

Before even discussing terms, he had thrown himself into the trap.

Judging by how Haotian had coerced Kunpeng, Candle Dragon had no way out.

Unless Dao Ancestor Hongjun spoke up, even Ancestor Dragon's arrival couldn't save him.

Ancestor Dragon was strong, but not that much stronger than Candle Dragon.

Haotian, however, was different—that bastard had been toying with him from start to finish.

Thinking of this, Candle Dragon wished he could slap himself twice.

What was he thinking?

Wouldn't making things hard for other Dragon Race members have been better than making things hard for himself?