Divine Land's Fate Was Zhou Yan's to Decide!

"Teacher."

Chen Jichuan looked at the East River Palace Lord.

"Keep it."

"You've only recently attained the Dao. This is the time to advance with all your might. These Origin Jades will mean far more in your hands."

The East River Palace Lord spoke calmly.

He knew his own limitations. He knew who had truly put in the work to help Meng Qing, Liu Hechuan, and the others attain the Dao. Seeing disciple after disciple succeed had already left him delighted and satisfied. Along the way, he had also gained all manner of tangible and intangible benefits as their teacher, and his influence within and beyond the Dao Sect had grown enormously.

As their teacher, he could not bring himself to shamelessly accept these seventy thousand jin of Origin Jade as well.

The East River Palace Lord cared about his dignity above all.

"Thank you, Teacher."

Chen Jichuan knew his temperament. Seeing his resolve, he did not refuse.

In front of Fudan Zi and the other True Immortals of the Dao Sect, he could play dumb and let the East River Palace Lord shoulder the "blame" alongside him. There was no need for that between the two of them.

Seeing Chen Jichuan accept the Origin Jade, the East River Palace Lord smiled and nodded, then changed the subject. "Our Dao Sect stands first in both its foundations and its breadth of spirit. You have quite a gift for guiding others in cultivation. If you can continue nurturing True Immortals, do so freely. You know what the sect leader thinks. A calamity is approaching Divine Land, though no one can say in what year or month it will arrive. The more True Immortals the Dao Sect has, the more calmly we can face it. As for how far to go, that