The Supremes looked at Meng Chuan and felt the earth-shaking changes within themselves. Their hearts surged.
Although most of them were nearing the end of their Longevity, that did nothing to dampen their excitement.
"Thank you for bestowing the Dao upon us, Heavenly Emperor!"
The Supremes thanked Meng Chuan in unison. That had been no mere cup of tea. It had been a stroke of fortune, a road leading to the Great Dao.
Some felt that the Heavenly Emperor truly was a shining, noble, upright ruler.
He had actually spent such a treasure on them, seemingly without asking for anything in return!
Meng Chuan looked at the Supremes, fully aware of the thoughts running through their minds.
The gulf between them was enormous. Meng Chuan would not normally pry into other people's minds.
But they stood right before him, thinking about matters that concerned him. How could those thoughts possibly escape his notice?
And so the Heavenly Emperor's virtuous reputation would echo through the Eternal Ages.
"No need for ceremony. I only hope that you will cultivate yourselves, advance with courage, and never lose sight of your true hearts."
Meng Chuan's words rang throughout the Dao Yi Wheel of Reincarnation. These people all came from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands or nearby regions. He did not want to see any of them do something rotten like throw in their lot with darkness.
The region of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands was destined to reconnect with the Boundary Sea in the future.
Meng Chuan could do nothing about it now, and even when he gained the power to do so, he would not want to.
He was gathering strength so that, in the future, he could unleash an unrivaled edge—not so he could hide forever.
If all he wanted