At that moment.
Hongjun looked down at Tianlu, who was sprawled across Cloud Treasure with an utterly unconcerned air, and seethed with rage!
He was a Heavenly Dao Saint. It was bad enough that he couldn't do a thing about this Pixiu, but the fellow just had to publicly undermine him right here!
Wasn't that practically shoving him into a pit of fire?!
With no other choice, Hongjun took a deep breath, forcibly tamped down his anger, and tried to patch things up.
"Young Friend Tianlu is quite right."
"There are indeed some flaws in the Method of Three Corpses. When I derived it in the past, I failed to take everything into account."
"Remember this, all of you: to cultivate this method, you must use Xiantian Spiritual Treasures with identical origins to sever the Three Corpses. Only then will you be able to reunite them successfully in the future."
"Furthermore, when I give my third lecture, I will derive the method anew and explain a new path to enlightenment, thereby making up for this method's shortcomings."
Hearing Hongjun candidly admit the flaws and promise to make amends, the Innate Divine Beings in the Purple Heaven Palace finally breathed a collective sigh of relief. The trace of resentment in their hearts vanished as well.
After all, a Saint who could admit in public that his method had flaws and promise to provide a new one possessed a breadth of mind worthy of their respect.
With the exception of Tianlu, the Three Thousand Red Dust Guests rose as one and bowed deeply and respectfully to Hongjun on the high dais.
"Many thanks, Dao Ancestor, for clearing our doubts! Dao Ancestor, your benevolence knows no bounds!"
The title of Dao Ancestor, which had nearly flown away, had finally returned to Hongjun—at least