The Three Realms Took Shape

With the three consultations concluded, Fu Henghua dumped all matters concerning the Investiture of Gods onto Dongfang Yunqi, then led Hengshou, Xiaoyu, and Fu Xuanxing straight toward the western Yellow Dragon Mountain Range.

"My brother has always been good at stirring up trouble and never at cleaning up afterward. It seems I must trouble you with this matter again."

Holding a silk fan, Fu Tongjun sauntered forward.

"It concerns the practice of my Sacred Dao. Being a little busier is no hardship."

Fu Tongjun studied Dongfang Yunqi's calm expression. She knew perfectly well the truth behind Dongfang Yunqi's cultivation, as well as her agreement with Fu Henghua.

So be it. The two of them had long shared an understanding; there was no need for me to stand to one side and point fingers. Only...

Her gaze swept across the assembly. None of the cultivators seemed displeased by Dongfang Yunqi's management and arrangements. Even the Fu Family appeared to tacitly accept Dongfang Yunqi's leadership, showing no concern that she might secretly favor herself and harm the Fu Family.

What was this?

A husband sang, and his wife followed?

Why did it seem as though all of Donglai had silently accepted that the two Little Sages were one entity?

Even allies had disagreements and conflicts of interest, didn't they?

But Fu Tongjun was not one to meddle with her tongue, so she simply said no more.

No matter how Dongfang Yunqi handled matters, the Fu Family's interests would always remain the largest share.

Yellow Dragon Mountain Range.

The instant the four arrived, the earth shook and mountains swayed as hazy yellow qi slowly billowed forth.

Without a word, Hengshou pointed at the ground.

The Point-to-the-Ground Steelmaking Art transformed the earth into Gold Essence steel, blocking the tremors caused by the Earth