Before entering the Primordial Wilderness, Hongjun had opened up a small world for Haotian and Yaochi and arranged trials for them.
There were no Saints as a variable in those trials.
Unless Hongjun wanted Haotian to deal with Saints, there had been no need to add such transcendent beings to the trials.
Reality was completely different.
The Primordial Wilderness had Saints, and Saints had disciples.
These disciples of the great sects relied on their status and feared not the Heavenly Emperor.
Experts such as Ling Yan could even use their absolute strength to make the Heavenly Emperor bow his head and offer tribute.
At that moment, Haotian finally understood Di Jun's predicament back then.
With Saints above him, how could the Heavenly Emperor claim to be supreme?
Yaochi said calmly, "Senior brother, we must act more cautiously in the future.
"Also, there is no need to mention establishing the Peach Garden again."
Haotian closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Understood. So this was what you had in mind?"
Yaochi did not respond. She rose and left.
Unlike Haotian, who showed his edge and sought to pull chestnuts from the fire under the Saints' rule, Yaochi was more realistic.
She had always followed the principle of doing less and making fewer mistakes.
The Five Saints and Wen Zu stood above, while the Human Race carried the great momentum below.
And Hongjun had provided them with no further support.
How could the two of them, merely attendants with shallow foundations, possibly integrate the luck of the Primordial Wilderness?
Dividing the Peach Tree and holding the so-called Peach Festival could only win over a group of worthless rabble, incapable of any great use.
With Yaochi's Quasi-Saint cultivation, a single peach was already useless to her.
Back in Zixiao Palace, she