Lin Tian's brazen display made Yuanshi's and Hongjun's eyelids twitch wildly.
What did he mean by sharing the responsibility? What did he mean by making a modest contribution?
He had plainly come to claim a slice of the pie!
But Hongjun had indeed acted unfairly in this matter.
As Saints, Lin Tian and his disciples naturally had the right to participate in reestablishing the Heavenly Court.
Although they had less say than Hongjun, his failure to notify them at all was rather shameless.
His intention to monopolize its fortune was as plain as Sima Zhao's ambition-known to every passerby.
Even Hongjun flushed with embarrassment now that he had been exposed.
Face mattered in the Primordial World, especially to Saints, and Saint Hongjun was no exception.
At that moment, Hongjun could only steel himself and say, "Since you and my martial nephews have arrived, fellow Daoist, please take your seats. We were just about to discuss reestablishing the Heavenly Court."
Once everyone had settled onto their meditation cushions, Lin Tian, Laozi, and the others learned that the Heavenly Emperor and Queen Mother had already been chosen: the positions had gone to Haotian and Yaochi.
Laozi and Tongtian found that rather regrettable, but Lin Tian had little concern over it.
The Heavenly Court had Four Emperors, and the Jade Emperor was merely one of them.
The remaining three seats were his true targets.
At this point, Lin Tian said, "I have come today to make some arrangements for my disciple Houtu!"
"Houtu established reincarnation and opened the Underworld. She deserves a seat among the Four Emperors! What do you all think?"
Laozi, Tongtian, and Nuwa naturally agreed without the slightest hesitation, and Hongjun could hardly object.
Houtu's merit was known to all, her achievements benefiting countless generations.
Even the Heavenly Dao acknowledged