Jade Pool spoke again, his voice trembling slightly:
"Your Majesty."
"I dare to speak out."
"Heavenly Court If we don't do something, I'm afraid..."
She didn't say any more.
But Haotian knows what she wants to say.
I'm just afraid that Heavenly Court will never turn over again.
Haotian Slowly close your eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, the tiredness was still there in those eyes.
But underneath that fatigue, there was something indescribable.
That is decisive.
This is an unprecedented decision made by the Billion Dollar Society.
"Jade Pool."
He spoke, his voice calm.
Jade Pool was startled. "Your Majesty?"
Haotian looked at her and said word by word:
"I want to go to the Purple Heaven Palace to see the master."
Jade Pool's eyes suddenly brightened.
In that bright light, there was surprise, expectation, and even a hint of uncontrollable excitement.
"Your Majesty wants to find Dao Ancestor?"
Haotian nodded.
"Heavenly Court has come to this day without my own efforts."
"It's Heavenly Dao Sage who doesn't give him a chance, and it's Disciple of a Sage who doesn't give him a way to survive."
"Nowadays, both humanity and Earth Dao have saints, and the Interception Sect family is the only one."
"Heavenly Court If there is no action, I'm afraid..."
He paused and his voice became deeper:
"I'm afraid that from now on, Heavenly Court will no longer have a foothold among Three Realms."
Jade Pool looked at him with slightly red eyes.
"Your Majesty is right."
"Since the master asked us to take charge of Heavenly Court, we have worked hard and dare not slack off in the slightest."
"But those Heavenly Dao Sage, those Disciple of a Sage, have never looked at me."
"Even if it's a trivial matter, we have to be careful, for fear of offending someone."
"I'm afraid there is a certain Sage standing behind that person."
"I'm afraid that Sage will be unhappy and come to Heavenly Court to question him."
"I have had enough of this kind of life."
The sound fell, and there was deathly silence in the palace.
Haotian looked at Jade Pool, looking at that beautiful but tired face.
There was an indescribable emotion in my heart.
That's heartbreaking.
This is a heartache that Billionaire has never experienced before.
Jade Pool has followed him for so many years.
From the boy in the Purple Heaven Palace to Leader of Female Immortals in Heavenly Court.
From the little girl next to Dao Ancestor, to the empress who is the co-owner of Three Realms.
She never complained.
Never complained.
Never said "enough is enough".
But today, she said it.
Because she has really had enough.
Haotian stood up and stood in front of the dragon chair with his hands behind his back.
The emperor's robes are hanging down, and his crown is majestic.
He raised his eyes and looked outside the palace.
Looking up to the nine heavens.
Looking at the Purple Heaven Palace hanging among Chaos.
"Jade Pool."
He spoke in a calm voice:
"Wait for me at the Lingxiao Palace."
"I'm going to the Purple Heaven Palace to ask for an audience with the master."
"If the master is willing to take action, Heavenly Court will have hope."
"If the master refuses..."
He paused and did not continue.
Can Jade Pool know.
If Dao Ancestor refuses to take care of it, Heavenly Court will really be doomed.
"Your Majesty Don't worry."
Jade Pool spoke with a firm voice:
"I am here, waiting for you to come back."
Haotian nodded.
He took one step forward.
The void ripples silently.
The imperial-robed figure disappeared in the Lingxiao Palace in an instant.
Jade Pool stood alone in the hall, looking at the disappearing figure.
Looking at the empty dragon chair.
Slowly clench your hands.
"Your Majesty..."
She murmured softly:
"You must come back with good news."
The sound fell and returned to nothingness.
In the Lingxiao Palace, the clouds and fog are still lingering.
Those few heavenly soldiers are still standing in the palace.
But the atmosphere was heavier than before.
Because they are waiting.
Waiting for Jade Emperor to return.
Waiting for the reply from Dao Ancestor.
Waiting for the fate of Heavenly Court.
Purple Heaven Palace
The palace door is closed.
In the palace, Chaos Energy Flow flows slowly.
Haotian knelt down outside the palace gate, with the emperor's robe hanging down and his crown touching the ground.
He didn't dare to look up.
He didn't dare to get up either.
Just kneel.
He has been to the Purple Heaven Palace countless times at the Billion Dollar Club.
Every time, Dao Ancestor summons.
Every time, Dao Ancestor is destined.
Every time, he would kneel here and listen to Dao Ancestor's orders.
But this time, it's different.
This time, he came by himself.
It was he who took the initiative to ask for a meeting.
It's him who wants to ask for something.
"Master."
Haotian spoke with a deep voice:
"Disciple Haotian, please see the master."
The sound fell, and there was dead silence in the Purple Heaven Palace.
Chaos Energy Flow still flows, and Grey Clad Figure still stands on Chaos Depths.
A long time.
"Come in."
The three characters fell like drums at dusk and bells at dawn.
Haotian was shocked all over.
He stood up and opened the palace door.
Step into the Purple Heaven Palace.
In the palace, Chaos Energy Flow surged like a tide.
The Grey Clad Figure stood in the void with its hands behind its back, its back facing him.
Grey Dao Robe drooped, and his face was hidden in Chaos.
Can't see the expression clearly.
But that breath made Haotian's heart tremble.
That is the pressure of Heavenly Dao Sage.
It is the supreme power of Half-step Heavenly Dao.
Even his Quasi-Saint Peak cultivation was as insignificant as an ant in the face of this pressure.
"Disciple Haotian, pay your respects to the master."
Haotian knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
Hongjun There is no looking back.
He just stood in Chaos with his hands behind his back and said in a calm voice:
"Get up."
Haotian stood up and stood beside the palace gate.
He bowed slightly, not daring to raise his head.
"What's the matter?"
Hongjun spoke, his voice neither sad nor happy.
Haotian took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.
"Master, this disciple is here for Heavenly Court matter."
Hongjun said nothing.
Haotian continued:
"Ever since the master asked his disciple to take charge of Heavenly Court, he has been working hard and not daring to slack off in the slightest."
"But that Heavenly Dao Sage, that Disciple of a Sage, never took Heavenly Court seriously."
"I never take my disciples seriously."
"I have never taken the master's will seriously."
He paused and his voice became deeper:
"Nowadays, both humanity and Earth Dao have saints, and the Interception Sect family is the only one."
"Heavenly Court If there is no action, I'm afraid..."
"I'm afraid that from now on, Heavenly Court will no longer have a foothold among Three Realms."
The sound fell, and there was dead silence in the Purple Heaven Palace.
Chaos Energy Flow flows slowly.
That Grey Clad Figure still hasn't looked back.
A long time.
Hongjun spoke slowly, his voice still calm:
"How are you doing?"
Haotian gritted his teeth.
"Disciple, please be brave and ask me to give you the most precious treasure, give me the skills, and give me Sage Fruit Position."
"Let Heavenly Court have the power of Self-Preservation."
"Let the disciples have a solid foundation."
"Let all Three Realms people know that Heavenly Court is not a decoration."
The sound fell like thunder.
In the Purple Heaven Palace, Chaos Energy Flow suddenly stagnated.
That Grey Clad Figure finally turned around.
Hongjun looked at Haotian.
The gaze penetrates Chaos, penetrating the void.
It fell on that face that was trying to be calm but could not hide its nervousness.
A moment of silence.
Then, he slowly spoke:
"The most precious thing can be given."
"The skills can be passed on."
"Can Sage Fruit Position..."
He paused and his voice was low:
"I can't give it to you."
Haotian was shocked all over.
He raised his eyes and looked at the Grey Clad Figure.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
"Master..."
Hongjun looked at him with calm eyes:
"Sage Fruit Position, it was not given by me."
"It was decided by Heavenly Dao."
"Under Heavenly Dao, Sage Fruit Position is limited."
"Quasi-Saint Peak requires merit, luck, and foundation to achieve enlightenment."
"Although you are Quasi-Saint Peak, your merits are insufficient, your luck is not strong, and your foundation is not strong."
"Even if I forcefully improve your cultivation, it will be nothing more than a castle in the air."
"There is nothing but appearance, but no spirit."
"Vulnerable."
Haotian looked pale.
He opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out.
Not enough merit.
Bad luck.
The foundation is not thick.
It turns out that this is the reason why Dao Ancestor did not allow him to become a saint.
It turned out that he had waited for hundreds of millions of dollars, but this was the result.
It turns out that he can only be Quasi-Saint in this life.
Haotian Slowly close your eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, there was already a bottomless grayness in those eyes.
"Master..."
He spoke, his voice hoarse:
"Disciple understands."
"Disciples do not seek the holy throne."
"I just ask you to give me the most precious treasure and skills."
"Let Heavenly Court have the power of Self-Preservation."
Hongjun looked at him and was silent for a moment.
Then, he nodded slowly.
"Good."
One word fell.
He raised his hand.
In the palm of his hand, two rays of light quietly emerged.
One is golden and the other is silver.
The golden one is a treasure seal.
The seal is in four directions, with dragon patterns engraved on it, and it controls all realms below.
On the imprint, Innate Dao Patterns circulates endlessly.
Haotian Golden Seal.
Heavenly Court is the most precious treasure and controls Three Realms luck.
The silver one is a long sword.
The sword body is slender, the blade is sharp, and the words "Haotian" are engraved on the hilt.
Haotian Sword.
The ultimate treasure of killing can kill evil spirits and can be determined Qian Kun.
Two treasures hang in the void.
Haotian looked at the two rays of light, his eyes flashing with light.
"Thank you sir!"
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
Hongjun waved his hand.
"No need to be polite."
"These two treasures are what you deserve."
"It's just that the time hasn't come yet, so I haven't given it to you."
"Now that the time has come, take it."
"Haosheng is in charge of Heavenly Court. Don't let my reputation be ruined."
Haotian received two treasures and received Purple Mansion.
He stood up and bowed slightly.
"This disciple will definitely live up to the expectations of the master."
Hongjun nodded.
"Go ahead."
The two words fell, and there was no more words.
Haotian turned around and strode out Purple Heaven Palace.
The pace was firmer than before.
The back was straighter than when he came here.
Because he has a treasure.
Because he has confidence.
Because he finally has the power of Self-Preservation.
In the Purple Heaven Palace, deathly silence returns.
Chaos Energy Flow flows slowly.
That Grey Clad Figure stands on Chaos Depths with hands behind its back.
Looking at the retreating figure.
His eyes were as deep as an abyss.
"Haotian..."
He spoke in a low voice:
"Don't let me down."
"Just wait until Investiture of the Gods..."