Yang Jian's Dismay? The Jade Emperor's Resentment! Sect Leader Tongtian: He's a Good Hand!

Journey to the West world,

Heavenly Court,

The resurrected Jade Emperor Haotian, along with Nezha, Yang Jian, and the other second-generation disciples of Chanjiao, were now huddled in a corner of Lingxiao Hall, trembling.

There was no other reason—

A beam of Golden Light of Merit, hundreds of meters across, had descended from the heavens before them, enveloping all the Interception Sect disciples, including Yunxiao.

In an instant, celestial music filled the entire Lingxiao Hall, and hazy purple qi rose into the air, dazzling to behold.

"D-did she really succeed?"

Watching Yunxiao, not far away, bathed in Golden Light of Merit as her aura climbed higher and higher, Yang Jian swallowed with some difficulty.

He was panicking!

Really panicking!

He hadn't even panicked when Zhunti had slapped him to death earlier... although maybe there hadn't been time to panic then.

But now?

Watching Yunxiao imitate the Three Pure Ones by founding a sect and actually earn the Heavenly Dao's recognition, Yang Jian suddenly felt as if disaster were about to strike.

Don't do this!

The Interception Sect had already been thoroughly wrecked by them. If another Saint suddenly appeared, wouldn't they come back for revenge in full force?

"Gasp!"

Thinking of how the Interception Sect disciples had spent all these years keeping their heads down as gods, Yang Jian felt a headache coming on.

Would he, the Manifestation Sage Erlang Shen of Guanjiangkou, have to live that way too?

Never!

Even if he died, even if his soul were scattered, he would never sell his dignity just to cling to life like those members of the Interception Sect!

"Bzzzz~!!"

Just as Yang Jian's thoughts were spiraling, a deep humming suddenly sounded in his ears.

The next moment...

BOOM!!!

A pressure that made even his soul tremble swept over him. The Manifestation Sage, who would rather die than submit, dropped to his knees against his will.

"W-what is this?!"

Yang Jian struggled to lift his head. Seeing Yunxiao not far away, her ten-thousand-zhang dharma body manifested and the world itself resonating with her, he closed all three eyes in despair.

It was over!

All over!

Once the Interception Sect had two Saints, the fate of the primordial world would surely be rewritten, and Chanjiao would inevitably bear the brunt.

Meanwhile,

Though his legs trembled slightly, the Jade Emperor Haotian forced himself to remain standing. His eyes, fixed on Yunxiao, were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

She'd done it?!

She'd actually done it?!

How was that possible?!

Hadn't the Dao Ancestor once said that in this world, becoming a Saint without Primordial Violet Qi was absolutely impossible?

Why?

What right did she have?!

A defeated general who had been suppressed at Kirin Cliff for countless years without a peep—what right did she have to become a Saint before him, the Lord of the Three Realms?

The Dao Ancestor was unjust!!

The Heavenly Dao was unjust!!!

The Jade Emperor's expression remained unchanged, but in his heart he screamed about the Heavenly Dao's injustice, his resentment toward Hong Jun rising to its peak.

He couldn't understand it!

He had served the Dao Ancestor for all these years, always at his beck and call, yet the Dao Ancestor had refused to grant him even a single strand of Primordial Violet Qi.

Lord of the Three Realms?

Ha!

It might sound impressive, but anyone who had held the title knew what it was really like, didn't they?

One refused to be managed; another wouldn't follow orders!

So what if he had the Investiture of the Gods, which controlled the life and death of the gods? Did he dare punish them over some trivial matter?

The vast Heavenly Court had only three factions in all: Chanjiao, the Interception Sect, and independent cultivators!

And aside from the independent cultivators, which faction didn't have powerful connections?

"Hah~!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier the Jade Emperor became. He took a deep breath and was just about to turn and leave, hoping that what he couldn't see wouldn't bother him, when the pressure on him suddenly intensified.

"Thump~!"

Even with his Quasi-Saint peak cultivation, the Jade Emperor couldn't resist this pressure in the slightest. With a thump, he fell to his knees right in front of that expanse of Golden Light of Merit.

"That's more like it!"

Sect Leader Tongtian, returned from chaos, looked at the Chanjiao disciples kneeling throughout the Heavenly Court, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Senior Brother Yuanshi, it seems your Chanjiao disciples do know how to show respect!"

"..."

Yuanshi Tianzun, who had arrived right behind him, gazed at Yunxiao, still bathing in the Golden Light of Merit above them, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Junior Brother, don't you have anything to say?"

"Something to say?"

Sect Leader Tongtian considered it, then replied with some uncertainty, "I do have something I'd like to say, but I'm not sure it's appropriate!"

"What is it?"

Yuanshi Tianzun furrowed his brow. He had meant to ask how Yunxiao had obtained the chance to become a Saint, but Tongtian's words had piqued his interest.

"It's simple. Just one sentence!"

Sect Leader Tongtian curled his lips into a smile and pointed at the four Saints, including Taishang Laojun. "Senior and Junior Brothers, now that the Interception Sect has been reestablished, if we offend you in the future, I hope you'll be patient with us!"

"You?!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's expression stiffened. Was that what he wanted to hear? He wanted to know how Yunxiao had gained the foundation to become a Saint!

Unfortunately, Tongtian clearly had no intention of entertaining him.

After saying this, he turned to look at Yunxiao in the sky, smiling. An irrepressible excitement welled up inside him.

Two Saints...

No, his Interception Sect already had three Saints!

And if Nuwa were added to their number, they could completely thrash Taishang, Yuanshi, and the Two Saints of the West!

Why not give it a try later?

After glancing at the Saints whose expressions had darkened, Sect Leader Tongtian turned to exchange a look with Journey to the West Tongtian beside him. Both of them looked eager to try.

However, before they could do anything, Xuanming, who had seen them arrive, hurried forward to greet them.

"Xuanming pays respects to Grandmaster!"

"Mm~!"

Sect Leader Tongtian came to his senses and looked around at the Interception Sect disciples, a hint of confusion in his voice.

"Xuanming, weren't you planning to establish a new sect earlier? How did it turn into rebuilding the Interception Sect?"

"Because it's convenient!"

Xuanming spread his hands and gave a somewhat helpless smile. "My fellow disciples and I had originally discussed founding a new sect too, but after thinking it over, we realized that even if we established one, keeping it going would be a hassle."

"That... is true!"

Remembering all the trouble involved in establishing the Interception Sect, Sect Leader Tongtian nodded in agreement. "Founding a sect is easy; protecting it is hard."

"If it weren't for your Eldest Martial Uncle all these years..."

At this, Sect Leader Tongtian paused and glanced at Daoist Duobao, who was kneeling on the ground not far away. He sighed.

"His character may be questionable, but when it comes to managing a sect, this fellow really is a good hand."

"Heh..."

Following Sect Leader Tongtian's gaze, Xuanming chuckled. "Grandmaster, Eldest Martial Uncle betrayed the Interception Sect—and you. How to deal with him is up to you, isn't it?"

"You little rascal~!"

Hearing this, Sect Leader Tongtian laughed despite himself. He really did think it would be a pity to kill Daoist Duobao just like that.

But to simply let him off?

He couldn't accept it!

After all, once this fellow had joined Buddhism and become a Buddha, he hadn't gone easy on his fellow disciples from the Interception Sect.

If he let him off just like that, what would the others think?