The Three Pure Ones naturally kept an eye on the Yao Race's movements from Kunlun Mountain. Though the three could not divine what was happening in the Heavenly Court, they could roughly guess that Di Jun had found a mysterious Grotto-Heaven and moved his people there to reproduce. Still, they were astonished that such a place existed atop Buzhou Mountain.
A place that could accommodate so many Yao to reproduce had to be a top-tier blessed land, extraordinary in every way. The three had visited the Heavenly Stair during their earlier travels across Buzhou Mountain, but had sensed no opportunity there. They hadn't expected the Yao Race to claim it.
First, he established the Yao Race; then came the Heavenly Marriage; now he had been bestowed a Grotto-Heaven. Everyone wondered if Di Jun truly had extraordinary destiny. Apart from lacking a Saint Position, he might already have received more opportunities than anyone else in the Primordial World. Two descents of merit had forcefully pushed this Demon Emperor to the peak of the Early Quasi-Saint realm. Before long, he would break through to the middle stage and stand alongside the Three Pure Ones in the Primordial World's first tier.
"Hmph. These creatures born of dampness and eggs—what does it matter if they obtain that blessed land? Without a Saint Position, they'll always be ants."
Primordial had always looked down on Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the rest of the Yao Race. He even showed disdain toward Nuwa, his junior sister among the Heaven-ordained Saints, and had never taken her seriously.
Laozi remained silent, inscrutable. Tongtian said nothing either. He had no pedigree to boast of or sense of superiority from his sectarian lineage; he simply devoted himself to the Dao, hoping to become a Saint as soon as possible. He wasn't