The Western Heavenly Court? As If It Were Worthy

At those words, the Daluo Envoy from the Western Heavenly Court lifted his chin and said:

"Exactly!"

"His Majesty Haotian rules the Western Heavenly Court, and..."

The envoy paused, then added with a knowing look:

"He is also the master of the Investiture List, appointed by the Dao Ancestor himself."

"Perhaps the Nine-Tailed Empress doesn't know that a Great Calamity is about to descend upon the Primordial World?"

"You may have united Qingqiu and reached the Sub-Saint realm."

"But can you guarantee you'll survive the Great Calamity unscathed?"

"If you join the Western Heavenly Court, Your Majesty, things will be different."

"His Majesty Haotian presides over the Western Heavenly Court, and behind him stand the Two Sages of the West and the Primordial Heavenly Venerate—three Saints in all."

"With their help, you'll surely weather the calamity!"

The Daluo Envoy finished with a smug look.

As far as he was concerned, he had laid out every advantage and danger for the Nine-Tailed Empress.

If she had any sense, she would know what to choose.

"A Great Calamity?"

The Nine-Tailed Saint Emperor was startled by the envoy's words and murmured to herself:

"Is the next Great Calamity of this Primordial Era already on its way?"

"Wonderful!"

"I wonder when the final Great Calamity will come?"

Others might not know it, but the Nine-Tailed Saint Emperor did: each Great Calamity brought the Primordial Era closer to its end.

And all those from other Primordial Eras were waiting for that moment.

That was when the Immortal Seed would appear.

While the Nine-Tailed Empress was lost in thought, the Daluo Envoy frowned.

He had expected her to decide quickly.

Instead, she had remained silent for ages.

After a brief pause, the envoy took a deep breath and looked at her impatiently.

"Your Majesty."

"Is it