Reorganize the Heavenly Court? The immortals of the Heavenly Court jolted violently. They had thought Qin Fen was joking, but he actually dared to do it? Not only did he dare, he was directly making demands of the Heavenly Dao, like it was a negotiation. That was f***ing insane!
Negotiating terms with the Heavenly Dao? Even the Demon Tribe was speechless. Nothing like this had ever happened from antiquity to the present.
Primordial Lord stared foolishly at the sky, somewhat lost. Heavenly Lord Tongtian roared from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, "The younger generation is formidable!"
Zhen Yuanzi shook his head. "I guessed the beginning, but not the ending!"
Lord Lao shook his head speechlessly. Exactly. It had already been bizarre enough for the medicated oil issue to somehow lead to the lottery. Now it had become this—Qin Fen wanted to reorganize the Heavenly Court. That was far bigger than the lottery matter!
Just moments ago, he had been speaking with Zhen Yuanzi about morality. It had sounded strangely familiar. He was the one who had produced the Virtue Dao Scripture, though it was not his original work. Lord Lao had organized and refined it before writing it in the guise of Laozi, but he had not been the first to propose it.
Because all the great powers of the Primordial Wilderness knew that the matter of morality had been raised by the mysterious Dao Ancestor. He was a legend who appeared and vanished without a trace, a rarer sight than even the Heavenly Dao. He had only shown up a handful of times in total.
When Qin Fen had opened his mouth earlier, Lord Lao had nearly spat blood. Now Qin Fen was brazenly pointing at the Heavenly Dao and making demands—demands concerning the unprecedented matter of reforming the Heavenly