Xuandu spoke, his voice calm.
"Master."
"Although it will take thousands of years for Five Emperors to return to its place, there will be no peace during these thousands of years."
"Chan Sect, Human Sect, Western Sect will definitely intervene."
"They won't let Interception Sect easily get three more Sage."
Tongtian heard this, his eyes turned cold.
"They dare?"
Xuandu shook his head slightly.
"It's not a question of whether you dare or not."
"I have to do it."
"If they do nothing, they will just watch Interception Sect grow bigger."
"When the three Humanity Sagess return to their positions, Interception Sect will have the combat power of nearly twenty Sages."
"At that time, even if Investiture of the Gods turns it on, even if Dao Ancestor Hongjun takes action personally, there will be no way to save it."
"So they have to fight."
"Must grab it."
"We must fight."
Tongtian Silence.
He looked at Xuandu, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.
A long time.
He spoke slowly.
"How are you going to respond?"
Xuandu said, "This disciple plans to enter Human Race himself."
"Guard Five Emperors back to its place."
"Protect Humanity Merit."
"Protect those three Sage Fruit Position, and enter Interception Sect."
The seven characters fell like gold and stone.
Tongtian looked at him with twinkling eyes.
"You want to go in person?"
Xuandu nodded.
"Five Emperors returns to his position, the battle of merit is extraordinary."
"Chan Sect, Human Sect, and Western Sect will definitely send their disciples or even take action themselves."
"Interception Sect If he only sends his disciples, he may not be his opponent."
"If the disciple doesn't go, something might happen."
Tongtian Silence.
He knows that Xuandu is right.
Five Emperors The battle of merit is too important.
Important enough to affect the outcome of Investiture of the Gods.
Important enough to decide whether Interception Sect lives or dies.
It was so important that Xuandu had to take action personally.
"Go ahead."
When the two words fell, I felt relieved.
Xuandu bowed slightly.
"Thank you, Master."
Stand up straight, turn around, and take one step forward.
The void ripples silently.
That Green Clad Figure, disappeared instantly into the Biyou Palace.
Tongtian stood independently in front of the cloud bed, looking at the disappearing figure.
His eyes were as deep as an abyss.
"Five Emperors."
He murmured softly.
"Three Humanity Sages."
"Xuandu, you are going to plan for Human Race again."
"This Master is at Golden Ao Island, waiting for your return."
Lingxiao Palace.
Resplendent and shrouded in clouds and mist.
The hall was empty and silent.
Haotian is sitting on the dragon chair, wearing a crown and imperial robes.
But the face under the crown was not majestic in the slightest.
There is only numbness.
A kind of numbness that hundreds of millions of dollars will accumulate.
He looked at the empty Great Hall and at the few heavenly soldiers standing in the hall.
As far as the eye can see, it is deserted and desolate.
Since Dao Ancestor Hongjun asked him to serve as Jade Emperor, he has been the co-owner of Three Realms.
He nominally rules Wan Tian and is in charge of Qian Kun.
But what about actually?
There is Heavenly Dao Sage on it, overlooking the people, one word can determine life or death.
There is Sage Disciple below, who is running rampant and no one takes him seriously.
They are those casual cultivators, demon kings, and even Mortal monks.
When you meet people like Heavenly Court, you just deal with them perfunctorily.
No one has ever truly been in awe of this Three Realms co-owner.
No one has ever really taken Heavenly Court seriously.
No one has ever really taken him Haotian seriously.
He sat numbly.
Thinking of these years.
Thinking of those Sage Disciple, going in and out of Heavenly Court is like entering an uninhabited land.
Thinking of those Chan Sect Golden Immortal, I would not be polite if I saw him.
Thinking of those Jie Sect Follower, I regard the Heavenly Court law as if it were nothing.
Thinking of those Western Sect monks, they would come and leave with a smile on their faces and never take them seriously.
He is Jade Emperor.
It is the co-owner of Three Realms.
But in the eyes of those people, he is just a boy next to Dao Ancestor.
A puppet who was pushed to the front and used to prop up the facade.
Haotian slowly closed his eyes.
In those eyes, there was fatigue, helplessness, and even the unwillingness that billions of dollars would never dissipate...
"Your Majesty."
A voice came from outside the palace.
Haotian Open your eyes.
Jade Pool walked into the palace, Phoenix Crown and Brocade Robes, with a beautiful face.
But that beautiful face was full of worry at the moment.
She walked to the side of the dragon chair and bowed slightly.
"Your Majesty, the news just came from the lower realm..."
She paused and her voice was low:
"Humanity Six Sages returns to its place, Earth Dao the two saints return to their place."
"Eight Sage were born at the same time."
Haotian heard this, his expression did not change.
But the numbness in those eyes was a little deeper.
Eight Sage.
Of course he knows.
He could clearly feel the eight auras rising into the sky deep in Heavenly Court.
Six Humanity Sages, two Earth Dao Sage.
Eight Sage were born at the same time.
Plus the original Heavenly Dao Sage, plus Interception Sect Xuandu, plus Four Fierce Beasts...
In the Great Wilderness, there are now nearly twenty Sage level beings.
And what about him Heavenly Court?
Haotian lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.
In the palm of your hand, magic power flows endlessly.
Quasi-Saint Peak.
He practiced hard day and night and did not dare to slack off.
But Quasi-Saint is Quasi-Saint.
In front of Sage, he is just an ant.
No matter how hard he cultivates the Billion Dollar Society, he still won't be able to take that step.
Because he is the boy of Dao Ancestor.
Because his path has already been set by Dao Ancestor.
Because his life is never his own.
"Your Majesty."
Jade Pool spoke again, with a hint of irrepressible bitterness in his voice:
"Eight Sage have returned to their positions, and Interception Sect has more than a dozen Sage-level combat capabilities."
"And I Heavenly Court..."
She paused and did not continue.
But Haotian knows what she wants to say.
I Heavenly Court, nothing.
There is no Sage in charge.
There is no powerful protection.
There is no treasure to suppress luck.
There is only one Quasi-Saint for him, and there is only one Quasi-Saint for Jade Pool.
There are only those Heavenly Soldiers and Generals who have low cultivation, mediocre qualifications and no background.
How to control Three Realms like this Heavenly Court?
How can such Heavenly Court make all races surrender?
How can such Heavenly Court deserve the words "Three Realms co-owner"?
Haotian Silence.
He looked at the empty Great Hall and the few heavenly soldiers.
There was an unspeakable sadness in my heart.
He remembered that time.
Back then Dao Ancestor Hongjun named him Jade Emperor and asked him to take charge of Heavenly Court.
He thought it was reuse.
He thought it was trust.
He thought that was his billions of dollars in return for serving Dao Ancestor.
But he didn't know it until later.
It's just that Dao Ancestor needs someone to sit on that chair.
The chair that nominally rules Three Realms, but actually has no real power.
That high, but lonely chair.
The chair that everyone envied, but actually made his life worse than death.
"Jade Pool."
Haotian opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.
Jade Pool raised his head and looked at him.
Those eyes were full of worry.
"Your Majesty?"
Haotian looked at her and was silent for a moment.
Then, he slowly spoke:
"How many of us are available?"
Jade Pool was startled.
She thought about it and her voice became increasingly bitter:
"Return to Your Majesty, there are almost no people available."
"Among Heavenly Court, the ones with the highest cultivation level are Your Majesty and me, Quasi-Saint Peak."
"Next are a few veterans, but Daluo Golden Immortal."
"The rest are all Golden Immortal, Taiyi."
"And most of these people have mediocre qualifications and ordinary skills."
"If we don't have the opportunity, even if we build the Billions of Dollars Association, it will be difficult to achieve great success."
"As for those monks who have qualifications, know-how, and potential..."
She paused and her voice was even lower:
"Either you have become Interception Sect, or you have become Chan Sect, or you have become Western Sect."
"The remaining casual cultivators, as long as they have some ability, are not willing to come to Heavenly Court."
"Because they know that Heavenly Court is just a decoration for Heavenly Dao Sage."
"Coming to Heavenly Court means being bound, and coming to Shackles means ruining your future."
Haotian Silence.
He knows.
He knows it all.
Heavenly Court is short of people. It's not just a day or two.
From the day he was named Jade Emperor, Heavenly Court was in short supply.
Because those who are capable would rather go to Disciple of a Sage to become disciples.
I don't want to come to Heavenly Court to be a minister.
Because Disciple of a Sage has skills, resources, and backing.
Come to Heavenly Court, nothing.
Only he Haotian, only Jade Pool.
There is only that useless dragon chair.