"What about the Myriad Illusions Sect? What does that have to do with our Seven Emotions Dao?" True Immortal Wu Xi was taken aback.
Naturally, the Seven Emotions Dao knew about Liba Beach setting the rules, and they also knew that the Myriad Illusions Sect had later stepped in to obstruct matters. However, there was considerable disagreement within the Dao over whether to join the hunt. In fact, this had always been the Seven Emotions Dao's style—every major matter came with disagreements.
But there was no helping it. The Dao contained seven emotions, each with vastly different ways of handling affairs. It would have been strange if there were no disagreements.
Only on matters of great principle, such as fighting foreign races, would the Dao make a swift decision. On other matters, large or small, they usually would not reach a decision in the short term. This was practically a unique feature of the Seven Emotions Dao.
Thus, the Seven Emotions Dao also had regulations: before a consensus was reached, no one was to act rashly, lest conflicts arise within the Dao.
Otherwise, this time, some within the Seven Emotions Dao had proposed joining the hunt, while others still resented Feng Jun for once placing a bounty on True Venerable Jiu Si. The two camps would have started fighting each other first.
Later, someone even suggested helping the Myriad Illusions Sect. It was simply beyond belief.
Still, everyone agreed that Liba Beach's magic artifacts were extraordinary, and it was necessary to have a set refined.
True Immortal Wu Xi was currently rather bewildered. Wasn't joining the hunt voluntary? Were they somehow wrong for not participating?
Feng Jun had not considered this at first, but after hearing Elder Bian Ji's words, he suddenly realized it. Smiling, he said, "I've recently had