Voluntarily Giving Up His Seat

"Big Sister, Di Jun is so imposing. He looks quite dashing, too." Changxi covered her mouth with a soft laugh, admiration plain in her eyes.

Her every movement was lively, giving her the air of a youthful girl, though she wore the simple, pure look of one dressed in ancient robes.

"What? Have you taken a fancy to Di Jun? If you're willing, I'll speak to him for you," Xihe teased. Her features made her seem more like a mature, confident woman. She spoke unhurriedly, and every gesture carried a mature charm.

"Big Sister, you're making fun of me. Can you honestly say you aren't interested? The lord of the Sun Star and the lord of the Moon Star are a match made in heaven. With yin and yang in harmony, cultivation would be twice as effective. Unless you and I both became Di Jun's companions, I'd never agree to be with him by myself."

Changxi pouted and shot Xihe a reproachful look.

Xihe didn't respond, and the topic ended there.

Just then, Daoist Zhunti climbed straight back to his feet.

Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti turned into a pair of loudmouths, ready to pick a fight with anyone.

"You think you're someone just because you're Di Jun? I was speaking politely with Daoist Tai Yi. What does that have to do with you?" Daoist Zhunti was seething. He'd just made a complete fool of himself and suffered total humiliation.

[Jun Ge's getting ganged up on. Yuqing Yuanshi definitely won't stand by and watch. Kicking someone when they're down is more his style.]

"What does it have to do with me? Tai Yi is my brother. You think I can't see through your little tricks? Just like your shameless elder brother, you're only after Tai Yi's seat. You shameless wretch—you dare to provoke me? Want me to teach you a lesson?"

Suddenly!

Golden flames on Di Jun's body surged upward with a whoosh, flaring more than three feet high.

The temperature around them rose sharply.

Everyone was stunned by the sight.

Daoist Zhunti stumbled back three steps in fright and crashed into someone behind him, nearly falling over.

[That's insane! Jun Ge is awesome!!! Is there anyone else in Purple Cloud Palace besides Jun Ge? Anyone at all?]

Seeing this, Bai Ze couldn't help smiling. "As expected of a ruler intent on founding the Demon Race and unifying the Primordial World. Such imposing presence is admirable. Still, he's a little too reckless..."

"Utterly uncouth! Utterly uncouth! You're acting so recklessly in Purple Cloud Palace, the Dao Ancestor's sanctuary. Throwing your weight around here—do you have any respect for the Dao Ancestor?" Daoist Jieyin pointed at Di Jun's nose and cursed him out.

Yet he never lifted his backside from his cushion, afraid someone might snatch it if he let his guard down.

He was also deeply wary of Di Jun.

The Three-legged Golden Crow had been born on the Sun Star, and he carried Hetu Luoshu, an exceptional Innate Spiritual Treasure. Daoist Jieyin didn't dare face him head-on.

At those words, Yuqing Yuanshi finally saw his chance.

"How dare you resort to violence in the Dao Ancestor's sanctuary? You really are creatures born of dampness and eggs, covered in fur and horns, uncivilized beasts. Sitting together with you in Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao is an insult to me!"

The moment Yuanshi said this,

Di Jun raised an eyebrow. Just as Li Mo had predicted, Yuanshi had stuck his nose into something that had nothing to do with him.

"Exactly! Creatures like you are lowly beings. What right do you have to sit alongside the other innate divine beings? And you even dare sit to the right of the Three Pure Ones? Get down from there, now!"

With Yuanshi standing beside him, Daoist Zhunti grew bolder.

"Damn you! Are you trying to start a fight here?" Tai Yi's explosive temper flared at once.

Golden flames danced above his head.

Phantom images of a great bell circled his body, as if it had come from the primordial past. Waves of ripples spread outward, shifting and changing around them.

Di Jun's lips curled into a cold smile as he rebuked Yuanshi. "The Sun Star was formed from Great God Pangu's right eye. Tai Yi and I were born from our father god's eye, so we are part of Pangu's Orthodox Lineage! Insulting me like this is asking for a beating!"

Even Houtu couldn't help taking a few glances at him.

But her face was full of disdain. The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones were also part of Pangu's Orthodox Lineage.

Now it seemed neither side thought much of the other.

Nearby, Tongtian frowned at the scene and tightened his grip on the spirit sword behind him.

To be honest, he admired Di Jun.

But if his two elder brothers fought the two Golden Crows, there was no question—he would side with his brothers.

[Damn it! Are they really going to fight? No way. They definitely won't!]

As soon as those words fell,

three figures suddenly appeared in midair atop the high platform.

On either side of the main seat stood two attendants, a boy and a girl.

On the seat sat an old man with white hair and beard, holding a bamboo staff.

The instant he appeared, he struck the ground with his staff.

At once, the noisy voices and the battle about to erupt vanished without a trace.

Di Jun and Tai Yi had been seething, but they felt their anger settle and their minds grow calm.

"No fighting is allowed in Purple Cloud Palace. Anyone who breaks this rule will be thrown out at once."

Seeing this, how could anyone fail to recognize who the newcomer was?

Wasn't this Daoist Hongjun, who had opened the altar to expound the Dao?

What shocked everyone, though, was how powerful Daoist Hongjun was.

He had merely tapped the ground with his bamboo staff, yet everyone had fallen silent, and the fury of every being present had been suppressed.

Di Jun's expression grew solemn as he looked at Hongjun.

So this is the Primordial Great Luo Golden Immortal realm Daoist Hongjun mentioned—the Sage realm? He's incredibly powerful, far beyond our strength. Even if all three thousand Purple Cloud Palace guests joined forces, we might not be able to defeat him.

Di Jun wasn't the only one thinking this.

The others, too, were breathing heavily.

They were curious about Hongjun's realm and terrible power, yet felt awe and reverence as well.

[That old fox Hongjun always tries to smooth things over. Without him, this time would've been a lot more fun.]

Di Jun felt his muscles tense, afraid Hongjun might hear what Li Mo had said.

After all, just because no one else could hear the voice he heard didn't mean Hongjun couldn't.

If Hongjun heard it, Li Mo would surely be dead.

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, give up those two seats."

[Just as I thought. That old fox is stepping in. Jun Ge can't keep those seats, so he might as well take the chance to get something out of it.]

Knowing he couldn't keep the seat, Di Jun stood up without fuss and cupped his hands toward Tongtian. "Daoist Tongtian, I'll give you this seat. If you gain any insights later, don't forget to discuss them with me."

With that, he pushed Tongtian Daoist down onto the cushion.

The sight left Hongjun dumbfounded.

How did you know I was going to have Tongtian sit there? Are you a worm in my stomach?