The Succession Dispute

There really are six seats.

Even as a leader, Di Jun couldn't help but quicken his breathing.

He recalled what he had heard from Li Mo.

He knew how precious these six seats were.

These were all Saint Positions.

With such a seat, one could cultivate the Primordial Dao Fruit and achieve the Saint Position.

So, in this case, the scene Li Mo spoke of, where the Witch and Demon tribes would be mutually destroyed, would probably change, right?

Meanwhile, Li Mo and his master, Bai Ze, had already entered the Purple霄 Palace.

Standing among the crowd, he saw Di Jun and Tai Yi, a look of surprise on his face.

[Brother Jun is amazing! Brother Jun actually managed to grab a seat.]

Beside Di Jun, among the Three Pure Ones, Yuanshi on his left turned and glared angrily at the youth carrying a spiritual sword.

He rebuked, "Tongtian! Why are you so slow? We, the Three Pure Ones, were originally occupying three of the six seats."

After speaking, he didn't forget to glare at Di Jun beside him.

"Brother, Tongtian's journey consumed a lot of his spiritual power," Tongtian said, his face slightly pale but neither humble nor arrogant.

Hearing this, Li Mo silently recited in his heart.

[So that's Tongtian and Yuanshi? The two brothers are already fighting. It seems their relationship isn't good now. If it weren't for Brother Jun and Tai Yi's desire to contend for the seats and their use of the Rainbow Transformation Technique, Tongtian would definitely have gotten one of the seats. He truly is one of the Three Pure Ones.]

Di Jun couldn't help but turn his head, looking at Tongtian a few more times.

After all, this was the first time he had heard Li Mo praise someone.

Moreover, from the sound of it, Tongtian was also one of the originally destined six saints.

However, at this moment.

Just as the gates of the Purple Heaven Palace were about to close.

Two disheveled figures instantly broke through the purple mist, miserable and forcing their way in.

For a moment, the people in the Purple Heaven Palace, who had been quiet, fell into a panic.

"What is that? How dare they barge in at this time?"

"So rude!"

[It's the two traitors from the West. They really are the last to arrive. However, the owners of the seats have changed this time. Shangqing Tongtian, who should have occupied a seat, and Kunpeng, the lord of the Northern Darkness Sea, did not occupy any seats. They shamelessly went to ask for Hong Yun's seat. Will they get the other one?]

[Based on the current situation, it's impossible to get seats from Tai Yi and Brother Jun. But the mastermind behind all this is the Heavenly Dao and Hong Jun. If Hong Jun speaks, even if Brother Jun and Tai Yi don't want to give up their seats, they'll have to. Hong Jun definitely won't stand by and do nothing.]

Di Jun's expression was solemn. If Hong Jun spoke... what should he do?

Jieyin and Zhunti ignored the chatter. With thick-skinned smiles on their faces, they instead looked around, trying to find a place to stand.

In an instant, their gazes fell upon the people in the front row.

The two brothers exchanged a glance and charged forward.

Jieyin targeted Hong Yun and said, "Esteemed fellow Daoist, may I know your name?"

[As expected, Hong Yun, the good-for-nothing nice guy, is going to give up his seat.]

Di Jun clicked his tongue. Li Mo had guessed correctly again.

It seemed he could completely trust Li Mo's inner thoughts.

Everything he said was completely accurate.

"You are too kind, fellow Daoist. I am Hong Yun." Hong Yun cupped his hands. Jieyin's polite words didn't arouse any dislike in him.

"I am Jieyin. I have traveled from the barren West, braving the Chaos Gale, to arrive here from afar. As you can see, I am in a sorry state and exhausted. May I borrow your seat to rest for a moment?" Jieyin Daoist said with a simple and harmless smile.

[What a shameless fellow, actually saying 'borrow' a seat. Once you sit there, Hong Jun will come out later and won't let you switch seats again, so you won't be able to return it. However, this scoundrel doesn't intend to return the seat either.]

Li Mo curled his lips.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi, a friend of the Great Desolation's number one nice guy, dressed in a dark yellow daoist robe, stepped forward and said, "Jieyin Daoist, you have traveled from afar, but who among us hasn't traveled for hundreds or thousands of years? Without a cushion, you can't sit? What's wrong with sitting on the ground? Is there no place for you to stand in this vast Purple Heaven Palace?"

Hearing this, Jieyin Daoist became even more shameless. He sat directly on the ground and, as if rolling around, wiped his tears, saying, "It's not that I must have this cushion to sit on, but I was injured on my way here. The Chaos Gale was violent, and my strength was insufficient. The pain is unbearable!"

Saying this, he grabbed Hong Yun's hand and said, "Since fellow Daoist doesn't wish to yield, that's fine. I'll just find a place to make do."

These words were truly heart-wrenching. Hearing them brought tears to one's eyes.

The kind-hearted Hong Yun became even more agitated. He pulled Jieyin and simultaneously rebuked Zhen Yuanzi, "Brother Zhen Yuanzi, how could you be like this? Fellow Daoist Jieyin is injured and wants to sit for a while. Let him sit for a while."

"You... you don't know what's good for you! You don't know what's good for you!" Zhen Yuanzi flicked his sleeve, turned around, found a spot, and sat down cross-legged, ignoring Hong Yun.

Clearly, he was angry.

Seeing this, Hong Yun immediately got up and let Jieyin sit down. He then rushed to appease his old friend Zhen Yuanzi.

[Pah! This Jieyin Daoist is simply a green tea bitch. Now that Jieyin has a seat, that makes four saints. Now, let's see how Zhunti Daoist performs. If his acting isn't better than Jieyin Daoist's, it won't be easy to get a seat.]

Li Mo rubbed his chin, watching Di Jun and Tai Yi's seats.

"What is a 'green tea bitch'?" Di Jun pondered for a moment, then saw Zhunti Daoist hurrying towards Tai Yi.

"Greetings, fellow daoist. Zhunti observes that you are a person of great destiny, surrounded by intense heat. You must be one of the two terrifying and domineering Golden Crows in the heavens and earth, correct?" Zhunti Daoist began with a barrage of flattery.

Tai Yi heard this and grinned.

[This Zhunti, he's not playing by the rules! He's a sycophant, even making Tai Yi laugh! Is Tai Yi going to lose his position?]

However, Tai Yi didn't get a chance to say anything.

Beside him, Di Jun's gaze was domineering and sharp, like a keen sword.

With a roar, he shouted, "Scram!"

Countless energies instantly gathered and collided with Zhunti's body.

Zhunti was sent flying, crashing into one of the large pillars of the Purple Heaven Palace.

This scene instantly stunned everyone present.

Li Mo beamed with joy.

[Brother Jun is awesome! Domineering and unparalleled, that's my Brother Jun! He blasted Zhunti away in one go! It's just one word: satisfying!]

In the past, when Li Mo read Great Desolation novels, his favorite plot was seeing Jieyin and Zhunti get abused.

Now, seeing the two of them suffer such misfortune with his own eyes, he was ecstatic.

Di Jun's action also made many beings look at him with newfound respect.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, only Houtu had arrived.

Shangqing Tongtian, one of the Three Pure Ones, carrying a spiritual sword.

And the Moon Star sisters, Changxi and Xihe, whose eyes seemed to be sparkling.