Establishing the Heavenly Court in Zixiao Palace? Nuwa panics!

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, Inside Zixiao Palace, Though the three thousand guests who once listened to the Dao were long gone, the seven futons within the hall remained in their original places.

However, the people sitting on them now had entirely different mindsets.

"Junior Brother, you're a bit late!"

As Tongtian entered, Yuanshi Tianzun, who was already sitting cross-legged on a futon, cast a displeased glance at him.

"Keeping Master and all the Fellow Daoists waiting for so long, isn't that a bit improper?"

"Oh?"

Tongtian gracefully approached an empty futon and sat down cross-legged. He glanced at the empty high platform and replied with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"Senior Brother, is it improper? I don't think so."

"You?!"

Yuanshi was taken aback. He had often lectured this Junior Brother before, and each time, Tongtian would just smile, lower his head, and admit his mistakes.

What was going on this time?

He actually dared to talk back?

However, before Yuanshi could recover from his shock, Tongtian, who already wasn't fond of him and had now learned his true nature, changed his tone and said sarcastically:

"Senior Brother, if I didn't know you were my Senior Brother, I would have thought you had become my Master!"

"Master hasn't said anything yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

"???"

Yuanshi Tianzun was utterly bewildered by the retort. Seeing his Junior Brother still chattering away as if he had eaten gunpowder, he couldn't help but stand up and angrily rebuke:

"Tongtian, what nonsense are you spouting? Isn't it a fact that we have all been waiting here for you?"

As he spoke, Yuanshi glanced at the Western duo and Senior Brother Taishang Laojun, who were watching the spectacle with amusement. Feeling his face flush, he decided to drag them into it.

"Fellow Daoist Jieyin, Fellow Daoist Zhunti, tell me, isn't this the truth?"

"This..."

Jieyin and Zhunti, who were secretly hoping the Three Pure Ones would fight, were clearly not expecting Yuanshi to suddenly turn his attention to them. After exchanging glances, they chuckled awkwardly and shook their heads.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, we also just arrived not long ago and aren't very clear on the situation!"

"You?!"

A fierce glint flashed in Yuanshi's eyes, and he instinctively wanted to scold these two. You guys got here even earlier than me, didn't you?

Unfortunately, before he could utter the reprimand, a seven-colored light flashed above the high platform.

"We greet Master!"

Yuanshi quickly suppressed his emotions and, along with Tongtian, Taishang Laojun, and the others, bowed towards the high platform.

"Sit down, everyone!"

As the seven-colored auspicious clouds dispersed above the high platform, a slender Daoist wearing a white Confucian robe, with no expression on his face, was revealed... along with two attendant boys, a male and a female, standing behind him.

"Yes!"

With a wave of the Daoist's hand, Yuanshi and the others responded and then resumed their cross-legged positions on the futons.

"Tongtian!"

After everyone was seated, the Daoist's indifferent eyes swept across the hall, finally landing on Tongtian.

"It seems a few unwelcome guests have arrived at your Dharmic Seat?"

"?!"

Sect Leader Tongtian's heart tightened, but he didn't panic. Meeting their surprised gazes, he replied with a smile.

"Reporting to Master, it's just a few Fellow Daoists who came for a small gathering."

"Is that so?"

The Daoist, who was Hong Jun, nodded noncommittally. He naturally knew Tongtian was hiding something, but now was clearly not the time to pursue it.

Looking at the expressions of the six Heavenly Dao Saints in the hall, Hong Jun said calmly, "I have summoned you all here today because there is a major matter concerning the fate of the Hong Huang Continent, and I wish to seek your opinions."

"Master, if you have something to say, just command us!"

Yuanshi Tianzun, who had already been briefed, gave Tongtian a gloating look. "I'm sure all the Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers will do their utmost to fulfill Master's commands!"

"..."

Noticing Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze, Sect Leader Tongtian's heart grew cold. It seemed his guess was correct: the targeting of the Intercepting Sect wasn't just the intention of one person, but a result of their discussion.

As expected!

As soon as Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, Taishang Laojun, who usually remained neutral, chimed in.

"Junior Brother speaks the truth. We will certainly do our utmost to fulfill Master's instructions!"

"No, that's right, that's right!"

Before Sect Leader Tongtian could figure out how to respond, Jieyin and Zhunti, their faces slightly panicked, also nodded tearfully in agreement.

It was obvious that

they still didn't know the Three Pure Ones were having an internal conflict. They thought the three had ganged up and were planning to take out their frustrations on the two unlucky souls.

Seeing this, Tongtian's eyes flickered slightly. A mischievous thought popped into his head, and he smiled and nodded in agreement.

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite, Master!"

Seeing that everyone had agreed, Hong Jun stopped dawdling. He first opened his grand memoir, recalling the previous Primordial World tribulations. As everyone was immersed in the fierce memories of the Dragon-Phoenix conflict and the Witch-Demon war, he changed the subject and sighed, "I believe the main reason these tribulations were born was the lack of discipline, supervision, and guidance for the beings of the Primordial World. This led to such great disasters, resulting in widespread suffering across the Primordial World!"

"Therefore..."

"To prevent similar disputes from erupting in the future, I have decided to re-establish the Heavenly Court to govern the beings of the Primordial World... What do you all think?"

"Re-establish the Heavenly Court?!"

As Hong Jun's words fell, except for Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun, who already knew, and Sect Leader Tongtian, who learned the inside story halfway through, the remaining three Saints, including Nuwa, couldn't help but change their expressions.

Not to mention Jieyin and Zhunti, they were terrified that the Three Pure Ones would sell them out.

As for Nuwa?

As a Saint of the Yao Race, she hadn't helped the Yao Race during the last Witch-Demon war because she wanted to help the Human Race rise.

But now?

Hong Jun was going to take away her Yao Race's last banner?

How could this be!

Thinking of this, Nuwa took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked directly at Hong Jun on the high platform.

"Dao Ancestor, if I recall correctly, during the Witch-Demon war, the Yao Race also established a Heavenly Court to suppress the Primordial World, yet they still couldn't prevent the outbreak of the Witch-Demon war, could they?"

"That's right!"

Hong Jun nodded. Before Nuwa could continue, he added, "So, this time, when re-establishing the Heavenly Court, I plan to have all of you participate!"

"Huh?!"

Nuwa was stunned. Have them all participate? How would they participate? Could it be that they would draw people from each faction to serve in the new Heavenly Court?

If that were the case, her Wa Imperial Palace would suffer a great loss!

Taishang Laojun had the Renjiao, Yuanshi Tianzun had the Heavenly Origin Sect, Sect Leader Tongtian had the Intercepting Sect, and even Jieyin and Zhunti from the West had established some Western Teachings.

Only her Wa Imperial Palace had nothing...

No, that wasn't right!

She used to have something.

It was just a pity that

now she had lost the trust of the Yao Race, and the Human Race she protected was still young. Now, she couldn't even find a single capable person!

What should she do?