There really were six seats.
Even Di Jun, a leader in his own right, couldn't help breathing faster.
He recalled what he had heard from Li Mo.
He knew how precious these six seats were.
They were all Saint Positions.
With one of these seats, one could cultivate the Primordial Dao Fruit and attain a Saint Position.
If so, then the scene Li Mo had described, where the Wu and Yao Clans suffered mutual losses, might well change.
Meanwhile, Li Mo and his master, Bai Ze, had already entered Purple Skies Palace.
Standing among the crowd, he spotted Di Jun and Tai Yi and looked surprised.
[Jun Ge is awesome! He actually managed to grab a seat.]
Beside Di Jun, Yuanshi, standing to his left among the Three Pure Ones, turned around and glared at the young man carrying a spirit sword.
He scolded, "Tongtian! Why were you so slow? The three of us were supposed to claim three of the six seats."
As he spoke, he didn't forget to shoot Di Jun a glare.
"Brother, Tongtian used up quite a bit of his magic power on the way here," Tongtian said. His face was a little pale, but he remained neither servile nor overbearing.
At this, Li Mo thought to himself,
[So those are Tongtian and Yuanshi? The brothers are already at each other's throats. It seems their relationship is already bad. If Jun Ge and Tai Yi hadn't been intent on fighting for seats and used the Rainbow Transformation Technique, Tongtian would definitely have gotten one. No wonder he's one of the Three Pure Ones.]
Di Jun couldn't help turning around to take another look at Tongtian.
After all, this was the first time he had heard Li Mo praise anyone.
And from the sound of it, Tongtian had also been one of the six Saints ordained by fate.
But just then,
as the gates of Purple Skies Palace were about to close,
two utterly disheveled figures burst through the purple miasma and stumbled inside in a pitiful state.
The people who had been sitting quietly in Purple Skies Palace instantly fell into an uproar.
"What is this? They barged in at a time like this?"
"How rude!"
[It's those two Western turncoats. They really did show up last. But the owners of the seats have changed this time. Shangqing Tongtian, who should have claimed one, and Kunpeng, lord of the Northern Darkness Sea, didn't get seats. They shamelessly went to ask for Hong Yun's seat. Can they get the other one too?]
[Given the situation, there's no way they can get a seat from Tai Yi or Jun Ge. But the ones controlling all this are the Heavenly Dao and Hong Jun. If Hong Jun speaks up, Jun Ge and Tai Yi will have to give up their seats, whether they want to or not. Hong Jun definitely won't stand by and do nothing.]
Di Jun's expression turned grave. If Hong Jun spoke up... what would he do?
Jieyin and Zhunti paid no attention to the remarks. Wearing shameless smiles, they scanned the room, looking for somewhere to sit.
In an instant, their eyes fell on the people in the front row.
The brothers exchanged a glance and headed straight over.
Jieyin fixed his gaze on Hong Yun. "Fellow Daoist, may I ask your name?"
[As expected, Hong Yun, the big softie, is going to give up his seat.]
Di Jun clicked his tongue. Li Mo had guessed right again.
It seemed he could trust Li Mo's inner thoughts completely.
Everything he said turned out to be true.
"You're too kind, fellow Daoist. I'm Hong Yun," Hong Yun replied with a cupped-fist salute. Jieyin was being so polite that Hong Yun couldn't feel even the slightest dislike for him.
"I am Jieyin. I came from the barren West, crossing the Chaos Gale to travel all this way. As you can see, I'm in a sorry state and utterly exhausted. Might I borrow your seat and rest for a while?" Daoist Jieyin asked with a simple, harmless smile.
[What a shameless creature, calling it a borrowed seat. Once you sit down, Hong Jun will come out and won't let you switch seats again. How could you possibly return it? But this scoundrel never planned to give the seat back anyway.]
Li Mo curled his lip.
At that moment, Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun's friend and the Great Desolate's number-one softie, stepped forward in a dark yellow Daoist robe and said, "Daoist Jieyin, you came from far away, but who here hasn't spent thousands of years traveling? Can't you sit without a cushion? What's wrong with sitting on the floor? This Purple Skies Palace is so large. Surely there's somewhere for you to sit?"
At that, Jieyin became even more shameless. He sat right down on the floor and rolled about, wiping away his tears as he said, "It's not that I insist on having this cushion to sit on. I was injured on the way here. The Chaos Gale was violent, and my strength was insufficient. The pain is unbearable!"
As he spoke, he grabbed Hong Yun's hand. "Since you don't want to give up your seat, that's fine. I'll just find somewhere else and make do."
His words were enough to break your heart at the sight and bring tears to your eyes at the sound.
The kind-hearted Hong Yun was even more moved. He took hold of Jieyin and scolded Zhen Yuanzi, "Brother Zhen Yuanzi, how can you be so unkind? Fellow Daoist Jieyin is injured and wants to sit for a while. Just let him sit."
"You... ungrateful fool! Ungrateful fool!" Zhen Yuanzi flung his sleeve, turned away, and sat cross-legged elsewhere, ignoring Hong Yun.
Clearly, he was angry.
Seeing this, Hong Yun stood up and let Jieyin take the seat. Then, in a hurry, he went to soothe his old friend Zhen Yuanzi.
[Pah! Daoist Jieyin is such a shameless snake. Now Jieyin has a seat, and the four Saints have theirs. Let's see how Daoist Zhunti performs. If his acting can't outdo Jieyin's, he won't get a seat.]
Li Mo rubbed his chin, watching Di Jun and Tai Yi's seats.
"What does 'shameless snake' mean?" Di Jun pondered for a moment, then saw Daoist Zhunti striding toward Tai Yi.
"Zhunti greets fellow Daoist. From the look of you, you are a man of great fortune. The air around you is scorching hot. You must be one of the two mighty, fearsome Golden Crows who rule above the heavens and below the earth, right?" Daoist Zhunti began with a torrent of flattery.
Tai Yi grinned when he heard this.
[Zhunti isn't following the usual script. He's actually a flatterer, and he's got Tai Yi smiling! Is Tai Yi going to lose his seat?]
But Tai Yi didn't have time to say anything.
Beside him, Di Jun's gaze was fierce and overbearing, like a sharp sword.
He roared, "Get lost!"
Countless currents of energy instantly gathered and crashed into Zhunti's body.
Zhunti was sent flying and slammed into one of the great pillars of Purple Skies Palace.
The sight left everyone stunned.
Li Mo beamed.
[Jun Ge is incredible! So domineering—only my Jun Ge could blast Zhunti away with a single shout! In a word: satisfying!]
Back when Li Mo read Great Desolate novels, his favorite scenes were the ones where Jieyin and Zhunti got beaten up.
Now that he was seeing the two of them suffer in person, he was so happy he could have flown.
Di Jun's attack also won him the respect of many beings.
Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, only Houtu had come.
There was also Shangqing Tongtian, one of the Three Pure Ones, carrying a spirit sword.
And the sisters Changxi and Xihe of the Moon Star, whose eyes were practically sparkling.
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