[Help whoever wins; whoever he helps wins]

"More money?"

Lin Xian was puzzled at first, then realization dawned on him. Those words were not meant for him, but for the Fu Sovereign, the Wa Sovereign, and even Amitabha standing behind him.

The Lifetime Universe had only three Most Ancient Ones. Yuanshi Tianzun Meng Qi was so deeply entangled in causality that he could not attain transcendence for several epochs. That left the Wa Sovereign and Amitabha competing for a single place.

Yuanshi Tianzun Meng Qi carried immense weight. He was not alone; behind him stood the Golden Sovereign Gu Xiaosang, Yang Jian, and a host of Other Shore Practitioners. It could even be said that whoever he helped would win.

"This is a choice between two candidates. Whoever he helps wins, while Yuanshi Tianzun sits securely on his fishing terrace."

"To sit securely on his fishing terrace, he cannot make a move lightly. Whoever wins, he helps!"

Under the Silver Horn Child's gaze, Lin Xian put away the sheet of paper steeped in the aura of countless ages. He nodded thoughtfully and said, "So that is how it is. I understand now. Thank you for your guidance, Heavenly Venerable, and thank you for showing me the way, Silver Horn Immortal Venerable."

In a contest involving the three Most Ancient Ones—the Wa Sovereign, Yuanshi, and Amitabha—even the Fu Sovereign was merely a supporting player, able only to drift with the current.

Before these Other Shore Practitioners, who dared call themselves the protagonist? Even Meng Qi, the Second-Generation Yuanshi, had once struggled in the Sea of Bitterness. He had never been a foreordained choice.

The first Yuanshi had more than Meng Qi as an heir. He also had a backup plan in his second heir, Sun Wukong, the Great Sage, Equal of Heaven.

"Immortal Venerable?" The corners of the