Ever since the Saints had passed down the Golden Elixir Dao to the Human Race, their cultivation had advanced rapidly. With the protection of their sect master and Holy Mother, and the knowledge that they were destined to rule, they had grown a little complacent.
Dijun was terrified too. What had the Dao Venerable just said? That he and Xihe had harmed their ten sons? Was the Dao Venerable displeased with the way they had raised their children?
Dijun trembled.
Primordial Beginning's standing, combined with the pressure of heaven and earth that accompanied him, gave his words a peculiar force. People naturally listened to him and accepted what he said.
That was why the Human Race, the Demon Race, and even Nuwa had obediently reflected on themselves when Primordial Beginning criticized them.
Primordial Beginning then said, "Dijun, the young Golden Crows may be unsettled by nature, but wrong is wrong. They may have been destined to bring disaster upon the Human Race, yet without the Cause and Effect they had incurred and their unstable Dao hearts, why would that fate have fallen to them? It was destiny, but it was also their own failing. Do you agree?"
"Yes, Dao Venerable. I agree. I have no objections," Dijun said.
Although it had all been part of Primordial Beginning's plan, he saw nothing wrong with it.
Why had those ten young Golden Crows been the ones caught up in this calamity?
They enjoyed the protection of the Demon Race Fortune, but lacked the Dao hearts to match it. Their natures were restless, and the Demon Race had spoiled them at every turn. That was why this calamity had fallen to them.
The Cause and Effect of heaven and earth did not come knocking without reason. When it did, there was always a