"The seating arrangement has been decided. It may not be changed thereafter."
"We respectfully obey the Saint's Decree!"
Apart from East King Duke, none of the cultivators in Purple Firmament Palace knew the true mystery behind the seven cushions. Even those who had already taken their seats on them merely sensed that they concealed immense benefits, yet had no idea what those opportunities were.
After the third lecture, when they learned that the seven cushions represented seven Saint Positions, the cultivators could only beat their chests and sigh in regret. This was especially true of Old Ancestor Kunpeng. Having been forced off his cushion, he felt that his Saint Position had been stolen. He consequently bore a grudge against Jieyin and Zhunti, the Three Pure Ones, and even Hong Yun. Unfortunately, he had always been alone and weak. Faced with several Heavenly Mandate Saints, he could only swallow his hatred, daring to bare his claws solely at the equally solitary Hong Yun.
Everyone in later generations would regret failing to occupy one of the cushions, unaware that six of them—and the six Saint Positions they represented—were Heaven-ordained and had nothing to do with anyone else. Even if someone seized one of those seats, Saint Hongjun would find a way to take it back.
There was only one exception: The One Who Escaped. Yet East King Duke had schemed and placed it upon his Dao companion.
Facing the Saint, the Three Thousand Zi Xiao Hong Chen Guests were all exceedingly respectful. Hongjun nodded slightly in response. His saintly gaze swept over the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals present. They could now all be counted as his disciples, but only a select few truly merited his attention.
Naturally, those seated on the cushions, such as the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, were among