As for the Three Pure Ones, Tongtian was doing somewhat better. But after Laozi and Yuanshi arrived, the moment they saw that all-too-familiar valley, they could not help but shudder.
Their faces went pale as well.
It could not be helped.
This place had left far too deep a psychological scar on them.
Had they known the treasure was here, they might even have given up outright.
Treasure or no treasure, they would rather go without than revisit this old haunt.
Fortunately, no one noticed their reaction.
Seeing that no one made a move, Di Jun stepped forward.
"Fellow Daoists, we have all listened to the Dao together, so we may be considered fellow disciples."
"There are already six mature gourds here, exactly enough to divide among us. What do you all think?"
Naturally, no one objected.
There had originally been six mature gourds but seven people.
That would have been difficult to divide.
Now that Di Jun had voluntarily given up one share, what could possibly be wrong with that?
Everyone readily agreed.
Though the matter had been settled, no one acted. They all silently looked toward the Three Pure Ones.
Or rather, toward Laozi.
Primordial Cultivators had always regarded the Three Pure Ones as their leaders.
If they had to rely on their own abilities, that would be one thing.
But since there was no need to fight over them now, they naturally had to show some courtesy.
They would let the Three Pure Ones go first.
Tongtian was in no hurry. As the youngest of the Three Pure Ones, he certainly had to let his Elder Brother and second brother make the first move.
So he quietly waited as well.
By contrast, Laozi and Yuanshi were miserable beyond words.
Why did they have to go first?
When