As the Heavenly Emperor, What's Wrong with Me Being a Little Stronger?

The cultivators present were all lost in their own thoughts, and Haotian naturally had no heart for song and dance.

That probing exchange just now.

Had not only laid bare the true faces of the Six Sages with perfect clarity.

But also made the current stance of Dao Ancestor Hongjun completely clear.

He, Haotian, had obtained the answer he sought.

As things stood, the old man from Purple Cloud Palace was still on his side.

This outcome did not disappoint Haotian.

He, Haotian, had yet to do anything out of line, nor had he shown the slightest hint of misconduct.

Under these conditions, it was only right that the old man stood with him.

After all, if he, Haotian, were to be killed by a sage, the one who would become a laughingstock would be Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

The fall of East Prince Gong could still be excused as his own failure to read the situation.

But if he, Haotian, were to be killed again.

Then what authority would he, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, have left?

Two consecutively appointed leaders, both taken out by others.

How could Hongjun still intimidate the cultivators of the Primordial World?

Since he, Haotian, had been pushed onto the stage by the Dao Ancestor, he represented Dao Ancestor Hongjun's face.

He also represented the future order of the Primordial World.

And even more so, the future stability of the Primordial World.

In the original course of events, Haotian complained once.

And the Dao Ancestor used that to drive forward a calamity.

Never mind whether Dao Ancestor Hongjun had other motives in doing so.

But the fact was, the calamity arose because he, Haotian, had complained.

Moreover, he, Haotian, was after all from Purple Cloud Palace, and could at least be counted as half a disciple.

If the sages wanted face, did he, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, not want face as well?

He, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, had merely merged with the Dao, not died.

As for offending the Six Sages.

Haotian did not regret it too much.

If it were just the Six Sages looking down on him, that would be one thing.

After all, their cultivation was higher.

But what were those sage disciples?

Their cultivation wasn't even as high as his, Haotian's, so why did they get to look down on him?

If they merely thought it in their hearts, that would be tolerable.

But they acted on it as well.

And on top of that, he had to endure the schemes of the Six Sages.

Ever since he took the seat of Heavenly Emperor, every calamity in the Primordial World involved him.

What was even more infuriating was.

That the Investiture of the Gods Calamity was supposed to fill the Heavenly Court's ranks.

But the result was that he was hollowed out by the cultivators of the Three Teachings.

A dignified Heavenly Emperor of his generation, reduced to a laughingstock of the Primordial World by several sages.

If he, Haotian, wanted to live even a little comfortably, he had to clash with these sage-led Great Sects.

Endure it?

He couldn't endure it at all.

Endure for a moment, and the more he thought, the angrier he got; step back once, and the more he thought, the more he lost!

As the Heavenly Emperor, what was wrong with Imperial We being assertive?

If he wasn't assertive, what kind of Heavenly Emperor would he be?

Time slowly passed.

The banquet in the Jade Pool Immortal Realm also neared its end amidst the varied thoughts of the cultivators.

Seeing that the moment was about right.

Haotian finally set aside his thoughts and slowly rose to his feet, saying, "Fellow Daoists!

Thanks to the Dao Ancestor's great favor!

"Imperial We are being honored with the position of Heavenly Emperor!"

"Imperial We deeply understand the weight of this responsibility."

"Now that the Heavenly Court is newly established, We hope all fellow cultivators will recall past bonds of friendship."

"And offer Us your full support!"

"Of course!"

"We are not using those bonds to coerce any of you into abandoning your current cultivation methods and coming to the Heavenly Court."

"Regarding the matter of joining the Heavenly Court and jointly maintaining the stability of the Primordial World,"

"Our attitude has always been free and open."

"If you are willing to come, We naturally welcome you."

"We will surely entrust you with important duties."

"If you are unwilling to come, We will not force you."

"Simply, from now on, pay more attention to your words and deeds."

"Do not add more slaughter to the Primordial World, creating all kinds of evil karma."

"Lest the cause and effect of the Primordial World fall into chaos."

"Taking advantage of all fellow cultivators being present today, to maintain the stability of the Primordial World, We wish to make a covenant with you all."

"From now on, any cultivator of the Primordial World shall not indiscriminately slaughter the living beings of the Primordial World."

"Any cultivator of the Primordial World shall not disrupt the cause and effect of the Primordial World."

"Any cultivator of the Primordial World shall not disrupt the order of the Primordial World."

"Any cultivator of the Primordial World with heavy karma shall be punished by the Heavenly Court."

"These four articles—what does everyone think?"

As Haotian's words fell, the cultivators present fell silent.

In their hearts, they were complaining.

They knew this banquet would not be a good one.

This Haotian fellow was trying to set rules for everyone!

But Haotian now held "truth" in his hands.

Even a Sage dared to clash with him. If they resolutely resisted, it would be hard to end well.

Still, these rules weren't too excessive for them.

They were all Mystic Gate cultivators from the Purple Cloud Palace. Who would go out of their way to stir up trouble?

Only the disciples of the Jie Teachings, sheltered by a Sage, knew no restraint.

After a moment.

Many cultivators spoke in unison: "What the Great Heavenly Venerate says is indeed good counsel for maintaining the stability of the Primordial World."

"We naturally have no reason to oppose it."

"These four articles, we accept on our own behalf."

Seeing that many cultivators had spoken up, Daoist Duobao and the other Jie Teachings disciples, though feeling terrible inside, Sensed they were being targeted.

But the tide was overwhelming—how could they reverse it?

Helpless, they could only chime in agreement.

Seeing the cultivators accept, Haotian nodded with satisfaction.

He naturally hadn't expected these cultivators to agree to join the Heavenly Court after just one Peach Banquet.

But gaining this covenant meant he, Haotian, hadn't lost out.

At the very least, from now on, his actions would have a proper justification.

With these four articles, he could establish countless Heavenly Rules and regulations.

Then Haotian spoke: "We thank all fellow cultivators for your support!"

"Please rest assured, fellow cultivators!"

"In the future, when We establish Heavenly Rules and regulations, they will be based on these four articles and revised in detail."

"Here, We thank all fellow cultivators for attending the banquet!"

"All fellow cultivators are true cultivators diligent in practice. We will not waste your time."

"Please forgive Us for not seeing you off far!"

Hearing this, the cultivators clasped their hands and said: "Great Heavenly Venerate, please stay!"

"We shall take our leave!"

With that.

The assembled cultivators departed the Heavenly Court in groups of threes and fives.

Only after they had all left.

Did Yaochi say to Haotian: "Your Majesty, why must you clash so directly with those saints?"

Haotian's gaze burned as he replied: "Clash directly?

No!

This is something Imperial We must go through.

If Imperial We had chosen to endure this time, how would Imperial We deal with these saint disciples in the future?

Would Imperial We endure every single time?

A cultivator's heart knows no bounds.

Once they gain a little advantage, they only think of wanting more.

It is like the pursuit of cultivation realms—it can never stop."

Hearing Haotian's words, Yaochi fell into thought.

How could she be completely unaware of the saint disciples' intentions?

They simply did not want the Heavenly Court to restrain them.

If that were the only demand, it would be nothing.

Freedom!

Who does not want it?

But the question was—did this freedom have no limits?

Freedom without limits was nothing short of a disaster for the Primordial World.

It was also a trampling of the Heavenly Court's authority.

At that point, the Heavenly Court, having let the saint disciples run wild, would inevitably suffer the consequences as well.

It would be as if others enjoyed the blessings.

While the Heavenly Court bore the sins alongside them.

Suffering inexplicable misfortune would be one thing.

But the key was having to endure those cultivators' arrogance.

And not even knowing how great the disaster might be.

What if, dragged down by them, the Heavenly Court fell into another tribulation?

Or worse—what if the Immeasurable Tribulation arrived early?

After a moment, she let out a sigh.

"Since Your Majesty already has a plan in mind, this consort will say no more.

Your Majesty, please go on ahead. This consort will arrange the loose ends."

Haotian nodded and said: "Then I leave it to you!"

With that, Haotian turned and returned to Taiwei Palace.