Qianjun had placed something they were destined to receive on the negotiating table ahead of time.
What he wanted in return was formal recognition.
The foundation of the Imperial Great Dao lay in ruling the Three Realms and Six Paths.
And the Western Continent was a vital part of the Three Realms and Six Paths.
If the two Saints acknowledged the Heavenly Court's leadership, even in name alone, the Heaven and Earth Great Momentum and fortune it brought would surpass anything else.
After an unknown stretch of time, the hushed discussion in the rear hall died down.
Zhunti and Jieyin emerged and sat down across from Haotian once more.
Zhunti's usual smile had returned, though it now carried a trace of solemnity.
Jieyin still looked troubled, but the hesitation had vanished from his eyes.
"Daoist Haotian," Zhunti began slowly, "when the teachings were given at Purple Firmament Palace, you made things easier for us brothers. I have never forgotten it."
"Later, you helped us clear the Western Continent of Demonic Evils. Over the years, you have aided us time and again."
"The Western Teachings have never forgotten those kindnesses."
He paused, his voice growing grave. "What you proposed today gave us much to consider."
"But in all our years of friendship, you have never let the Western Teachings suffer a loss."
"This time, we trust you."
Jieyin pressed his palms together and said softly, "Since you have promised Western Flourishing, the Western Teachings shall meet you with sincerity."
Zhunti rose, took a scroll of golden silk from his sleeve, and spread it across the table.
He picked up the vermilion brush. Wherever its tip passed, Dao Inscriptions lit up one after another.
"The Western Teachings acknowledge that the Western Continent belongs to the Heavenly Court and recognize its leadership over