At last, seeing Zhen Yuan Zi nod in agreement, Ming Xin felt the final weight lift from his heart, and a sincere smile appeared on his face.
"Good! Excellent! With Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuan Zi's help, this matter is as good as done!"
Ming Xin clapped his hands in praise, then his expression turned solemn. "However, this must be done sooner rather than later. We must begin at once. The Heavenly Dao is not blind or senseless; delay may bring unforeseen changes."
He pondered briefly before saying to Zhen Yuan Zi and Hong Yun, "The two of you should prepare here for now. This poor monk must inform my two Western masters of this matter."
"They have already attained the Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, transcending the restraints of the Heavenly Dao. Their position is relatively detached, and their strength is formidable. With their covert assistance, our chances of success will increase considerably."
Zhen Yuan Zi and Hong Yun were both shaken upon hearing this. Jieyin and Zhunti had actually attained the Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm?
Those were beings comparable to, or perhaps even surpassing, ordinary Heavenly Dao Saints! And they were not directly controlled by the Heavenly Dao!
If they stood on their side, they would have far greater confidence in facing pressure that might come from Heavenly Dao Saints!
"Please do as you wish, Fellow Daoist," Zhen Yuan Zi said solemnly.
Ming Xin nodded, then closed his eyes. His consciousness sank into his sea of awareness, using the mysterious system connection and his own link to the fortune of the Western Teachings.
Across boundless space, he directly contacted the two Sages, Jieyin and Zhunti, deep within Mount Sumeru.
He relayed all the plans he had made since leaving the Witch Clan—the pact with Styx River,