Does Di Xin Wish to Submit?

At the same time, when Daoist Jingchen heard this, the fury in his heart was already blazing.

If he had not come this time to win the Human Race over to the Western Heavenly Court, he would have struck long ago and slapped Di Xing to death.

Seeing that Jingchen was so angry he could not utter a word for a long while, Di Xing smiled faintly and asked, "Speak!"

"You immortal of the Western Teachings—what business brings you to my Chaoge?"

Hearing Di Xing question him like this, Jingchen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart before he spoke.

"As the Human Emperor, you are unable to cultivate. Surely there must be regret in your heart."

Hearing this, Di Xing looked utterly indifferent and asked in return, "So what?"

Jingchen took a step forward, narrowed his eyes, glanced at Di Xing, and said, "I have come this time precisely to ease your worries."

"If you are willing to join the Western Heavenly Court, the Western Heavenly Court naturally has means to set you upon the path of cultivation."

"When that time comes, not only will you enjoy wealth and honor in the mortal world, you will also gain longevity and carefree freedom. Would that not be wonderful?"

Upon hearing what Jingchen said, all the court ministers present were shocked.

They had never expected that this immortal elder of the Western Teachings had come to invite Di Xing to join the Western Heavenly Court.

To them, that Western Heavenly Court was a place where immortals gathered.

If Di Xin joined it, from then on, he would naturally be ranked among the immortals.

In the eyes of the many court ministers, this was an enormous karmic opportunity for Di Xing.

Only, what they had not expected