Golden Ao Island, Biyou Palace.
They had naturally also received Haotian's summons to discuss matters at the Heavenly Court.
But the Interception Sect disciples were all unwilling to go.
Their master, Sect Master Tongtian, was not a disciple of the Mystic Gate.
What right did the Heavenly Court have to order them around?
"Master, you are the Deputy Sect Master of the Changsheng Immortal Sect."
"We are merely Interception Sect disciples."
"We have nothing to do with the Heavenly Court."
"Why must we go?"
Duobao and the others asked in confusion.
None of these disciples wanted to go.
Yet their master, Sect Master Tongtian, insisted that they make the trip.
"Yes, Master."
"Those Chan School disciples will certainly be there too."
"When the time comes, another clash will be inevitable."
Golden Spirit Mother spoke with some concern.
"After all, I owe the Dao Ancestor a debt for his teachings."
"Although I never joined the Mystic Gate, the Heavenly Court is responsible for maintaining order in the Primordial Wilderness."
"If the Human Religion and Chan School disciples all go while our Interception Sect disciples stay away, people will inevitably gossip again."
Tongtian spoke slowly.
Alas.
Isn't it simply because you still cherish the brotherly bond among the Three Pure Ones, Master?
Daoist Duobao exchanged glances with the other three direct disciples, and they could only set off for the Heavenly Court.
The Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Hall.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Xuandu."
Heavenly Emperor Haotian spoke with a smile.
Given Haotian's standing, he should actually have addressed Xuandu as his senior upon seeing him.
He was inferior to Xuandu in both cultivation and status.
But that could not be helped. He was the Heavenly Emperor now, after all.
"You are too courteous, Heavenly Emperor."
Xuandu returned his greeting, then sat quietly to wait.