Transmigrated as Tongtian, facing the Investiture of the Gods List

Tongtian stood on the Rainbow Bridge, his hands behind his back and his figure ramrod straight.

Neither joy nor sorrow showed in his eyes.

Three months had passed since he transmigrated as Sect Master Tongtian.

At first, Tongtian had been rather pleased.

After all, Tongtian was the Jie Sect Leader, one of the Saints of the Primordial World.

He stood at the very pinnacle of the Primordial World's pyramid.

It was like being handed a max-level character right from the start.

But once Tongtian learned of his current circumstances, he could no longer feel happy.

For now, the Investiture of the Gods was just around the corner.

As a transmigrator, Tongtian understood just how tragic his future fate would be.

During the Investiture of the Gods, Tongtian would first be forced by his own brothers, Taishang and Yuanshi, to sign the Investiture of the Gods List.

Then his own disciples would betray him, bringing the Interception Sect a crushing defeat in the investiture calamity.

On top of that, the Two Sages of the West would intervene, converting nearly all the Jie Sect Disciples and taking them to the West.

The entire Interception Sect would, for all intents and purposes, be utterly destroyed.

And after the Investiture of the Gods ended, Tongtian would not only be left utterly alone, but also be taken back to Zixiao Palace by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, given a Saint-Slaying Pill, and confined to Zixiao Palace for the rest of his life.

Anyone who heard of such a fate could only sigh with sorrow.

Yet he had transmigrated as Tongtian on the very eve of the Investiture of the Gods.

Thinking of the end that awaited him, how could Tongtian possibly accept it?

No. Even if I've transmigrated as Sect Master Tongtian, I absolutely cannot meet such a tragic end.

I must change my future fate!

But how am I supposed to resist a fate that has already been set in stone?

Tongtian's eyes blazed as he watched the four Saints in the distance, Dao resonance flowing around their bodies, while thoughts churned through his mind.

He, Tongtian, was ultimately just one man.

His opponents, however, were four Saints.

Even though he wielded the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords, the foremost instruments of slaughter in the Primordial World, those four Saints could break through them with ease.

Relying on those alone would certainly be far from enough.

Have my disciples fight?

What a joke.

He did have many disciples, and most possessed extraordinary innate gifts.

But they were not Saints, after all.

In the Primordial World, all beneath the Saints were ants.

Even a Quasi-Saint infinitely close to sainthood was merely a slightly larger ant in the eyes of a true Saint.

A Saint could wipe one out with a wave of his hand.

Relying on them was plainly unrealistic.

But besides that, what else could he lean on?

Anxiety stirred in Tongtian's heart.

The more he thought about it, the more impossible the situation before him seemed to change.

Host detected facing a choice.

Great Dao Choice System activated. The following two choices are now available.

Choice one: comply with the Heavenly Dao and enter the world to carry out the Investiture of the Gods. Reward: a random set of three supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Choice two: defy the Heavenly Dao and refuse the Investiture of the Gods. Reward: one beginner's gift package.

A system?

Tongtian froze briefly, then delight immediately spread across his face.

Finally, something I can rely on!

After hearing the system's notifications, Tongtian made his choice without a second thought.

"I choose two."

"I, Tongtian, will never carry out the Investiture of the Gods!"

It was not that Tongtian did not covet a set of three supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

But he knew perfectly well that, however wonderful those supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures might be, he needed a chance to use them.

If he agreed to the Investiture of the Gods, what if he ended up imprisoned in Zixiao Palace again?

Was he supposed to sit facing the wall and toy with those three supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures?

That was plainly out of the question.

That was why Tongtian made the second choice.

Congratulations, host. Your choice is complete, and the beginner's gift package has been issued. Would you like to open it now?

Hearing the system's response, Tongtian did not hesitate.

"Open it!"

Congratulations, host. You have received one strand of power of primordial chaos.

Power of primordial chaos: a manifestation of Great God Pangu's Dao laws. Once activated, nothing in the Primordial World can withstand its destruction. Lasts for fifteen minutes.

Congratulations, host. You have received one Great Dao-level cultivation art, the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Art.

Upon mastering this art, you can disregard the Heavenly Dao and attain the realm of a Great Dao Saint directly.

Congratulations, host. You have received three drops of Pangu's essence blood.

Pangu's essence blood: refining it can advance your cultivation and enhance your innate foundation.

As the system's voice faded, three streaks of primordial light immediately appeared within Tongtian's Violet Palace.

Needless to say, these were the three rewards from the beginner's gift package.

Looking at the three lights drifting within his Violet Palace, Tongtian smiled.

With these things, he finally had at least some confidence in facing the Four Saints.

"Tongtian, since you've emerged from seclusion, why haven't you hurried over to greet us?"

"Do you still have any respect for your two elder brothers?!"

Just as Tongtian was examining his rewards, a furious shout from Yuanshi suddenly rang out from the other end of the Rainbow Bridge.

From his tone, Yuanshi seemed to have grown tired of waiting.

Tongtian's gaze darkened. He glanced into the distance, then walked slowly along the Rainbow Bridge until he stood before the Four Saints.

"What airs you put on! Your two elder brothers came to visit, yet you dared to dawdle like this."

"Have you already decided we are beneath your notice?"

Cold light flickered in Yuanshi's eyes, and his gaze upon Tongtian was filled with displeasure.

Then, without waiting for Tongtian to speak, he flicked his sleeve.

The next instant, a beam of divine radiance shot skyward, then transformed into a great golden list that floated before them.

The Investiture of the Gods List!

The Primordial World had the Three Books of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

The Earth Book was in the hands of Immortal Zhenyuan, known as the Ancestor of Earth Immortals.

Long ago, after Houtu brought reincarnation into being, the Human Book had transformed into the Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Brush, placed under the Netherworld's authority.

The Heaven Book, meanwhile, was the Investiture of the Gods List before them.

Anyone whose name appeared on the Investiture of the Gods List would become a Heavenly Court Official once the Investiture of the Gods ended, enjoying incense offerings from the mortal world and a stipend from the Heavenly Court.

That sounded quite good.

But anyone who understood the matter knew the truth.

Once someone entered the Investiture of the Gods List, not only would their life and death fall under the Heavenly Court's control,

but they would also be bound at every turn by the Heavenly Court's heavenly laws, essentially losing their freedom.

Most importantly, once they became a Heavenly Court Official, their cultivation would barely be able to advance.

For Primordial World Loose Immortals, entering the Investiture of the Gods List meant the disadvantages far outweighed the benefits.

"Tongtian, the Investiture of the Gods List is here. Sign it."

Yuanshi pointed lightly at the Investiture of the Gods List, then clasped his hands behind his back and looked coldly at Tongtian.

That tone was neither a request nor an invitation to discuss matters. It was... an order!

Moreover, Yuanshi had already sent a message through his primordial spirit to the Two Sages of the West and his eldest brother, Taishang.

If Tongtian made any suspicious move or showed any reluctance to sign the Investiture of the Gods List,

the Four Saints would attack him together.

When that happened, whatever trump cards Tongtian possessed, he would surely be no match for the combined assault of the Four Saints.

All they needed to do was force Tongtian to sign the Investiture of the Gods List and make the Jie Sect Disciples face the calamity and receive divine investiture.

Then they could pass safely through the investiture calamity.

At that moment, though Yuanshi's expression remained cold, he was secretly rejoicing.

He was even somewhat glad now that Tongtian had taken in so many disciples.

Otherwise, filling the Investiture of the Gods List would truly have been no easy task.

It was just as well. This could count as a blessing for that rabble born of wetness and eggs, clad in fur and crowned with horns.