"Probably not. Doesn't that world also have the Farm Teachings and the Western Teachings? By that logic, the Farm Teachings count as a Saint sect too."
As soon as that speculation was voiced, sharp intakes of breath rose one after another throughout the teahouse.
"Then that world never had a conflict between the Three Teachings, nor did it have the Investiture of the Gods Calamity..."
"...They were all united by the Farm Teachings.
Then wouldn't that little Fairy become the common sovereign of the Prehistoric World?"
No one dared answer, but everyone had the same answer in their hearts.
Very likely!
One man rubbed his chin and pondered.
"So does that mean there wouldn't even be an Investiture Tribulation?"
The moment those words left his mouth, the entire teahouse fell silent. Even the bubbling of tea brewing in the distance could be heard clearly.
Those words exploded in everyone's minds.
No Investiture Tribulation!
How many Cultivators would that mean would no longer be implicated by the Investiture Tribulation, would not perish with their Dao dissipated? How many Secret Realms and blessed lands would not be reduced to ashes?
"When all's said and done, they really know how to live."
The cultivator who had sighed earlier shook his head again.
"In their world, they cast aside all that nonsense about establishing sects and dividing territories, and everyone ended up living peacefully. Isn't that better than us?"
The female cultivator propped up her chin, her eyes sparkling like they held fallen stars.
"I just envy how their whole family is together and whole. Saint Tongtian doesn't have to be trapped in the Immortal-Slaying Formation, fighting his two brothers to the death. So many Jie Sect disciples don't have to die on the Investiture Platform. Just thinking about it feels wonderful..."
Her words