Heading to Zixiao Palace

Di Jun and Tai Yi's expressions were grim.

They looked at Li Mo, without the slightest hint of happiness.

Li Mo looked at the expressions of the two and was startled.

"Brother Jun, your face is so dark, what do you mean by looking at me like that? I'm just telling the truth! Back when Hong Jun hadn't become a Saint, you weren't his match. Now, even the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, if they joined forces to fight Hong Jun head-on, would only be fit to eat dirt."

Di Jun's expression grew darker.

How could he be happy being called so useless?

However, since Li Mo was saying what he had told him to say, he could only endure it.

He waved his hand and said to everyone, "It's nothing! Li Mo is right, we are indeed no match for Hong Jun. If he has any other intentions towards us, our brothers will only offer our necks to be slaughtered."

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped.

There were very few people present who knew Hong Jun's name.

They never expected Hong Jun to be so powerful. Even the two Golden Crows, who were in the late stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal and Pangu's Orthodox Lineage in their eyes, admitted that they were inferior to Hong Jun.

It turned out Li Mo was right.

For a moment, Shang Yang merely glanced at Li Mo and stopped speaking.

He was naturally very displeased to have been embarrassed by Bai Ze's disciple.

"Since that's the case, what are we waiting for? Let's use our fastest speed to rush to the Purple Heaven Palace and secure a spot! If you can get a front-row seat, perhaps there's a chance of Becoming a Saint."

Li Mo muttered to himself.

Becoming a Saint?

Di Jun slightly raised his head and looked at Li Mo, as if struck by lightning.

A Saint was a realm that only the so-called Hong Jun had reached now.

And Li Mo's talk of Becoming a Saint was actually related to six seats?

How could this not excite Di Jun?

Tai Yi, standing beside him, saw Di Jun's body tremble noticeably and couldn't help but frown.

What was wrong with his elder brother? He had never been so flustered before!

"The six Saints destined by heaven are the Three Pure Ones, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Nuwa. As for you two brothers, even if you managed to grab a seat, you'd likely be dragged down. Hong Jun probably won't give you a chance at the Saint position."

What?

Di Jun's heart trembled.

No chance? If that were the case, how could he unify the Great Desolation and become its co-lord?

Strength! Strength was a very important factor.

However, he still suppressed the excitement in his heart.

What Li Mo was thinking was just his own thoughts.

Perhaps it wasn't like that at all, and he needed to verify whether it was true or false.

There was no time to delay!

Di Jun stood up and then said, "Alright, today's meeting ends here. Bai Ze and Li Mo, stay behind. The rest of you, remain and guard the Sun Star."

Upon hearing this, the Sun God Technique's interior quickly became empty.

Bai Ze, on the other hand, was beaming and looked at his disciple.

"Hahaha, it seems letting Li Mo speak was the most correct decision I made."

"Lord Di Jun not only didn't blame him but instead admired him greatly."

"I have to say, with this whole situation, even I am jealous."

"I wonder why His Lordship wants to keep us behind."

"Bai Ze, Li Mo, I wish to take you both with me to the Purple Heaven Palace. We will depart immediately," Di Jun said to the two, with his hands behind his back.

Hearing this, Tai Yi on the side was also a little surprised.

Take them along?

"Damn it! What do they want us to go for? I don't want to go! If you think I did a good job, why not give me a pile of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures? What do you want me to do? I just want to keep a low profile! Showing off for a moment feels good, but the aftermath is hell. I shouldn't have spoken just now."

Li Mo was depressed. With him being such a dazzling figure, how could he keep a low profile at the Purple Heaven Palace?

"What? Take us along?" Bai Ze was also quite surprised.

He was excited in his heart and looked at his disciple, transmitting his thoughts: "Disciple, it seems you've benefited from my good fortune this time. I am resourceful and skilled in divination, so Lord Di Jun wants to take me along, and he's bringing you along as well."

"But Master, I don't want to go!" Li Mo transmitted.

However, before Bai Ze could be happy.

The next moment, Di Jun's words made him almost lose all face in front of his disciple.

"What? You're unwilling? In that case, just take Li Mo alone. Whether you go or not is up to you," Di Jun said.

Bai Ze froze in place upon hearing this.

He stared blankly at Di Jun, his eyes full of confusion.

Why? It doesn't matter if I go or not?

What kind of joke is this? Aren't I the one you wanted to bring?

So, I've become dispensable? My disciple is actually the one you wanted.

Bai Ze never imagined that one day he would be so jealous of his own disciple.

It was clear that Li Mo had earned Di Jun's great appreciation.

Wipe your tears, no crying. Li Mo is my disciple, and I have face too.

Fine, if I'm not going, I'm not going.

"Lord Di Jun, my master and I are used to being together. If my master is suddenly absent, I'm afraid I'll run into problems," Li Mo said repeatedly.

[No choice, my master has a lucky face, but you two brothers have deathly faces. If something happens, and I'm by your side, won't I be courting death? My cultivation is only at the bottom line.]

Di Jun almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

I'm being described as having a deathly face?

He almost couldn't resist and crushed Li Mo on the spot.

However, Di Jun held back and said to Li Mo, "Good. Then you shall come along. You are followers of my brother and I, so naturally, we will protect you and ensure your safety. You don't need to worry."

Li Mo let out a sigh of relief.

[Good thing you have some conscience, otherwise, I wouldn't go even if you beat me to death.]

Bai Ze, on the other hand, felt a bit dejected.

He hadn't expected that this time, it wasn't the disciple borrowing his glory, but rather himself borrowing his disciple's glory.

"Let's go!"

Di Jun nodded towards Tai Yi.

Then, the two of them swept up Li Mo and Bai Ze and left the Sun God Palace.

Two streaks of light flashed, and outside the Sun Star, millions of living beings witnessed this scene.

Someone said, "It's Bai Ze and his disciple Li Mo. The two lords are going to the Purple Heaven Palace, and they're bringing them along?"

"Why wasn't it me?"

Shang Yang, who was at the forefront, couldn't help but clench his fist, feeling immense jealousy.

He had followed the Di Jun brothers even earlier than Bai Ze.

Yet, Bai Ze was being brought to the Purple Heaven Palace, and today he was severely slapped in the face by his disciple.

In the future, Shang Yang also feared that Bai Ze would snatch the position of military advisor.

Di Jun's intention to establish the Demon Race was no secret.

Once the Demon Race was established, there would be millions of demon soldiers. The position of military advisor, barring any surprises, would be the highest-ranking position under Di Jun and Tai Yi. If he, Shang Yang, wanted it, he would have to be comparable to Bai Ze in certain aspects.

"Dang Kang!" Shang Yang called out.

"Your subordinate is here!" replied a creature with two large tusks, covered in brown fur that resembled steel needles.

"When Li Mo returns, find an excuse to drag him to the great prison."

"Yes!"