Jieyin and Zhunti incited the beings of the Primordial Wilderness to force the Changsheng Immortal Sect to hand over the Dream World

The Free Trade Zone of the Dream World.

Jieyin and Zhunti split up, spreading out into different corners of the trading zone.

"Have you heard? The Dao Ancestor has attained Sainthood and is going to take over the Dream World."

Jieyin suddenly spoke up amid the crowd.

"Fellow Daoist Jieyin, are you boasting again?"

"The Dao Ancestor has only just attained Sainthood. Why would he summon you?"

Someone recognized Jieyin and immediately mocked him.

"You had better believe it."

"Although I haven't met the Dao Ancestor, he sent me a voice transmission."

Jieyin spoke rather smugly.

"A voice transmission?"

"Fellow Daoist Jieyin, tell us, then. What did the Dao Ancestor say to you?"

Everyone else wore looks of disbelief.

"The Dao Ancestor is a Heavenly Dao Saint. He follows the normal workings of the Heavenly Dao."

"Right now, the Dream World is frantically scouring the Primordial Continent for resources."

"This makes the Changsheng Immortal Sect's reserves ever stronger, while we cultivators of the Primordial Wilderness grow ever weaker."

"Those pitiful people who keep doing tasks still haven't realized that the Changsheng Immortal Sect spends only a tiny amount of resources, while they put in a hundred times the effort."

"If this continues, what will become of cultivators like us?"

"Won't the Changsheng Immortal Sect alone have the final say over how the Primordial Continent runs?"

Jieyin spoke loudly in discontent.

Lies rolled off his tongue without the slightest discomfort.

"Although Jieyin's character is poor, what he said is true."

"Yes. Those of us with slightly poorer foundations could still try our luck at finding opportunities before. Now, even the smallest scrap of resources gets swept away."

"We can all see the Changsheng Immortal Sect's ambitions. It's laughable that those completing tasks still never tire of it."

"But what can we