"Why are you all staring at me? Have flowers sprouted on my face?"
Haotian looked utterly baffled. He even forgot what he had been about to say next.
"Business first!"
Seeing Haotian staring blankly at the cultivators of the Primordial World's myriad races below, Yaochi hurriedly poked him in the back.
"Ahem!"
That poke brought Haotian back to his senses. After clearing his throat twice, he took out Hongjun's Edict and proclaimed:
"Solar Divine Lord Daochen has opened a preaching platform beyond the Sun Star and expounded the Dao, rendering great service to the Primordial World. He is hereby awarded two fire Great Dao law fragments in recognition of his deeds."
Haotian had barely finished speaking, and Daochen had yet to respond, when Kunpeng's eyes turned green with envy.
What was this supposed to mean?
What was this supposed to mean?
How many times had I preached in the Northern Dark Sea? I even invented Demon Script and spread it throughout the Demon Race, leading them out of ignorance and onto the proper path.
It was bad enough that the Heavenly Dao had bestowed so little merit.
But how could you, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, be so biased too?
When I, Kunpeng, preached, you turned a deaf ear. Daochen preached once, and you handed him two law fragments outright.
Even favoritism shouldn't be this blatant!
Kunpeng seethed inwardly!
But with Daochen, Haotian, and Yaochi present, he dared not erupt.
Endure!
I'll endure!
But I simply can't!!!
"Demon Master, no! You absolutely must not!"
Beside him, Bai Ze felt Kunpeng's aura suddenly turn violent. Startled, he hurriedly joined Qinyuan and Yingzhao in holding Kunpeng down.
"Hm? What's going on?"
Restrained by the three of them, Kunpeng jolted and instantly came to his senses. Remembering the wicked fire that had just risen within