The purpose of the Jie Sect Outer Sect Disciples' trip was not entirely to obtain divine posts.
More than that, they wanted to see for themselves what the Heavenly Court that ruled the Primordial Wilderness was truly like.
As they passed through the Thirty-Three Heavens, they saw immortal palaces rising one after another along the way, with auspicious qi lingering in the air.
Quite a few Jie Sect disciples were indeed drawn to this blessed land.
Although the Heavenly Court could not compare to a Saint's Daoist arena like Golden Turtle Island,
in terms of the abundance of spiritual energy, it far surpassed the scattered Daoist arenas they had established throughout the Primordial Wilderness.
Many of them quietly calculated in their hearts:
If they could gain a foothold here and claim a place to cultivate, that would not be bad at all.
Haotian stood before the hall, sweeping his gaze over the Jie Sect disciples.
Some of them truly possessed condensed auras and considerable cultivation;
if they faced the Literary Sect disciples Han Chi had brought, they might not necessarily be at a disadvantage.
But most of them...
Haotian sighed softly to himself.
At the very least, they were somewhat stronger than the Rogue Cultivators he had recruited before;
but if they were to assume the positions of principal gods, they were likely still lacking.
Saint Mother Jin Ling stepped forward and cupped her hands as she said:
"Fellow Daoist Haotian, acting on my master's sect's wishes, I have led the Jie Sect disciples here to take office in the Heavenly Court.
As for the arrangements for the divine posts, please prepare a list and allow us to make our own selections."
At those words, Haotian's heart sank.
How could he fail to hear that these Jie Sect disciples likewise