On the Eve of the Investiture of the Gods: The Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Sovereign's Response

After telling Gungun about the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, Zhunti rose and left. He believed that, clever as Gungun was, now that it knew what was about to happen, it would certainly make ample preparations.

As for what All Saints had later discussed at Laozi's Great Clarity Palace concerning the Investiture of the Gods List and the God-Striking Whip, Zhunti had not told Gungun. He could see that Gungun had indeed grown rather indulgent over the years, much like those Human Kings who cared only for pleasure and ignored affairs of state.

The only difference was that Gungun was not tyrannical. It had not wantonly bullied the gods and provoked them into rebellion. Besides, its cultivation was so high that the gods had no confidence they could successfully overthrow it, so naturally, they were even less inclined to court death.

But this was no good either. After all, Haotian was a Quasi-Saint who had achieved the Two-Corpse Slash. With him watching like a tiger from the sidelines, how could Gungun still sit around feeling bored?

Thus, Zhunti felt it necessary to give Gungun a sense of urgency, to make it think the situation was extremely serious. Only then could it shake off its laziness and start putting in some real effort.

And once the Ancestral Bear grew serious, with Houtu, Zhunti himself, and his senior brother Jieyin supporting it, Haotian would never be able to seize control of the Heavenly Court, no matter how capable he was.

The Heavenly Court... would remain the Heavenly Court of our Western Religion!

Gungun knew nothing of Zhunti's thoughts. After he left, it remained seated on the ground, its arms folded across its chest, thinking hard.

Honestly, it had known about the Investiture of the Gods Calamity long ago and had not cared