After a few turns of thought, Meng Qi had made up his mind. Whatever happened, there was no harm in giving it a try.
Under the current circumstances, with the Azure Emperor having crossed the Sea of Suffering and become the only Other Shore Being walking the world, the various factions had been forced to lie low. Since the beginning of the Final Calamity, the world had finally enjoyed a relatively stable environment, one that seemed likely to last for a long time—until the other Other Shore Beings fully awakened and returned.
Even so, one had to remain vigilant in times of peace, whether in cultivation or in one's dealings. He could not let up or lower his standards for himself, lest something unexpected happen. For instance, the Demon Buddha, whose aura could now seep out in faint traces, might be plotting in secret. The Emperor Fengdu might harbor ill intentions regarding the Origin of Life and Death. And the True Martial Emperor was in an eerie state, with inexplicable power—there might be some unforeseen change.
More importantly, the Azure Emperor, who had floated upon the Sea of Suffering, had had only one goal: to ascend to the Other Shore. Now that he had attained Bodhi, other "desires" were bound to arise. Would he have his own designs on the Heavenly Court, the Human Emperor, the Nine Abysses, and the Netherworld? Would those designs align with the interests of Meng Qi and his Elder Brother?
Though Meng Qi had helped the Azure Emperor attain the Dao, he could not meddle too much. Besides, favors always came with karma, and there would inevitably come a day when their karmic debts were settled.
In the end, the Azure Emperor's will had become "Heaven's Will," and Heaven's Will had always been lofty and