Jieyin pressed his palms together and said calmly, "Senior brother, if it is merely the disciples fighting, that would be far too perfunctory.
"On this Western Continent, a Saint and Wen Zu have given teachings in succession;
"yet afterward, there is only an exchange of ideas among the juniors. It truly feels like an anticlimax."
"Oh?" Bei Ming fixed his gaze on Jieyin. "Junior brother wishes to make a move."
Jieyin cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, Senior brother."
"Junior brother," Bei Ming chuckled softly, looking at Jieyin with interest.
"Among All Saints, I had not noticed before that you possess such an edge."
Bei Ming had originally thought that the first Saint to challenge him would be one of the Three Pure Ones, perhaps even all three arriving together.
Yet unexpectedly, Jieyin had invited battle ahead of them.
Jieyin's face remained sorrowful, yet a faint compassion showed within it.
The West had only him, one Saint, so every decision had to be made with utmost caution.
The Three Pure Ones had long shown signs of division from Bei Ming and Nüwa.
As a Western Guest, Jieyin was precisely a crucial counterweight among them.
Having likewise attained the Dao through Merit, Jieyin understood clearly:
The cultivation of Saints did not differ much at the beginning of Dao-Proving; yet the speed of their later cultivation was tied to Luck.
The strength of Spirit Treasures and Supreme Treasures would also have an important impact in battle. This was an inescapable reality.
Only Bei Ming, a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal outside the ranks of Saints, was the sole exception.
The Six Disciples of the Mystic Gate would become the core of the Primordial Wilderness's struggle for supremacy after the Wu-Demon era.
If the West wished to prosper, it would have