Chapter 480: The Struggle for the saint position, Long Hao’s Regret

Chapter 480: The Struggle for the saint position, Long Hao's Regret

After stretching his muscles, Han Jue walked out of the Daoist temple and sent a voice transmission to everyone, preparing to lecture on the Dao.

Hearing that Han Jue was going to lecture on the Dao, everyone swarmed towards a certain mountain.

Between two mountains lay a vast grassland, which had already become the place where the Hidden Sect lectured on the Dao.

Everyone looked forward to Han Jue's lecture on the Dao, and after every lecture, they would all gain something.

For this lecture, Han Jue decided to touch upon the Extreme Origin Great Dao.

Pull the Nether Clan onto the boat early so that Empress Houtu wouldn't always keep her eyes on them.

Once the Nether Clan all Cultivate the Extreme Origin Great Dao, they would all have to follow Han Jue in the future!

The Innate Beings of the Hundred Peaks Immortal River also secretly listened to the Dao, and regarding this, Han Jue turned a blind eye.

Han Jue truly wasn't afraid of his teachings being stolen.

As long as they Cultivate the Extreme Origin Great Dao, sooner or later they would have to revere him as supreme.

This was also the reason why Saints frequently lectured on the Dao for all living beings.

Because there were many Saints, it wasn't convenient for them to directly lecture on the Dao facing all living beings, so they would only occasionally invite the mighty figures of the world to go to the Thirty-Third Heaven.

Time flowed by just like that.

Day after day passed.

In the blink of an eye, fifty years passed.

Han Jue returned to the Daoist temple, and the Eerie Divine Spirit followed him in.

Looking at the rarely seen Eerie Divine Spirit, Han Jue sighed with a smile, "Time passes really quickly."

The Eerie Divine Spirit came behind him and began to rub against him.

Han Jue realized that he was truly getting old, and he always found himself sighing over the past and the hours.

He was indeed old, after all, he was over ten thousand years old.

Ten thousand years was enough for the mortal realm to undergo drastic changes and racial substitutions.

Sighing was sighing, but he still had to immerse himself in Cultivation.

Han Jue began to condense the Fiendcelestial Qi within the Star World, condensing a new Demon God Dharma Idol.

Not to mention nurturing three thousand fiendcelestials, he hadn't even reached one percent of the three thousand Demon God Dharma Idols.

This was also quite good; in the long and boring years of Cultivation, there always had to be some mission progress.

One close goal after another could pull him toward distant goals.

Thirteenth Heaven, the Celestial Clan.

Inside a resplendent and magnificent palace, Immortal God Ji and Fang Liang stood facing each other.

Immortal God Ji paced back and forth with his hands behind his waist, his brows tightly furrowed.

Fang Liang said impatiently, "How much longer are you going to pace? You are the Heavenly Ancestor after all!"

Immortal God Ji stopped and said with dissatisfaction, "How can I not be anxious? The Saints said they want to choose a new Saint. If this Saint doesn't come from the Celestial Clan, a major power capable of contending with the Celestial Clan will definitely appear in the future!"

As soon as this matter was brought up, Immortal God Ji stamped his foot.

The Celestial Clan was a mixed bag of good and bad; his confidants were not strong enough and insufficient to contend for the saint position.

Immortal God Ji currently hated himself for being born too late. If it were a few tens of thousands of years earlier, he might not have been unable to contend for the saint position himself!

Fang Liang said, "Actually, there's no need to worry. The Saints haven't specified when they will issue the saint position. The last tribulation has just ended, and even a Quasi-Saint would take countless years to Attain the Dao and become a Saint."

Immortal God Ji's expression softened slightly, feeling that it made sense.

He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Can't your Grandmaster even repel Li Daokong? Otherwise, why not let him contend for the saint position?"

Fang Liang said with difficulty, "Would that be good? His Elderliness does not wish to be disturbed…"

"You idiot, if he becomes a Saint, who would dare to disturb him in the future? Isn't his ultimate Cultivation goal to become a Saint? If we bestow this Opportunity upon him, he will only be happier."

Immortal God Ji said exasperatedly, feeling that Fang Liang's brain hadn't been working well since he failed the tribulation. He used to be quite a smart kid, all blaming those aloof Saints.

Fang Liang sighed and said, "Alright then, I'll ask and see."

Twenty years passed since the end of the lecture on the Dao.

On this day, Han Jue sensed the Divine Thought fluctuations coming from the heavenly dao token, and he took out the heavenly dao token.

"Hello?"

"Grandmaster?"

"Mn."

"I have an Opportunity to give to you."

"Scram!"

"Ah?"

"You want to trap your Grandmaster too?"

"No, this Opportunity is extraordinary; it concerns Attaining the Dao to become a Saint!"

"Do you have Primordial Purple Qi?"

"I don't. Does Attaining the Dao require Primordial Purple Qi?"

"Of course. Didn't the Saint behind you mention this? Now every Saint claims to have Primordial Purple Qi and is looking for people to contend for sainthood. These are all schemes, you must not believe them lightly."

"Understood."

After the Divine Thought was cut off, Fang Liang immediately went to find Immortal God Ji.

Han Jue put away the heavenly dao token and couldn't help sighing: "Saints, Saints, they are all deceptive."

Did these Saints not even blink when lying?

That streak of Primordial Purple Qi was in Empress Nuwa's hands. The Saints lacked confidence, yet they stubbornly proclaimed that they possessed the saint position.

They were probably worried that Prodigies would be snatched away by other Saints.

Han Jue didn't think too much about it and continued to Cultivate.

On the other side.

Fang Liang found Immortal God Ji and relayed Han Jue's words.

Immortal God Ji's expression shifted between dark and light, and he sent a voice transmission to Fang Liang, "It seems the Saints harbor no good intentions and want us to consume ourselves from within."

Fang Liang replied, "Indeed. If not for Grandmaster's reminder, we would probably be led around by the nose by the saint position. However, this is also a good thing. If we don't speak of it, anyone else contending for the saint position will be doing so in vain, and we can just secretly strengthen our own forces."

"That makes sense. Thank your Grandmaster for me."

"No problem."

"But then again, doesn't your Grandmaster's statement mean that there is also a Saint behind him, or a Saint has contacted him?"

"Isn't that very normal?"

"That's true."

Immortal God Ji fell into deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Endless ocean, deep on the seabed, inside a palace hidden in darkness.

Long Hao was sitting cross-legged in Cultivation, with a soul entity coiled around his body—precisely Haotian.

Haotian seemed to be thinking about something, his expression solemn.

Long Hao opened his eyes and asked, "Have you thought of a way?"

Haotian said, "How could it be so fast? I think the matter of the saint position is too bizarre. If the Saints had Primordial Purple Qi, they would definitely hide it tightly. How could they proclaim it directly?"

Long Hao pursued the question, "It's a trap?"

Haotian said no more and continued to pace.

Long Hao sighed and said softly, "If I had known this, I shouldn't have left the Hidden Sect. If I hadn't left the Hidden Sect, I would still be in secluded Cultivation right now, carefree. If I were still in secluded Cultivation, I might already be breaking through to the Daluo realm right now. After breaking through to the Daluo realm, if I continued to Cultivate following Master, maybe I could even Attain the Dao through Strength, why would I need any Primordial Purple Qi…"

He started chattering endlessly, which annoyed Haotian.

Ever since the tribulation ended, Long Hao always talked nonsense like this, only knowing how to regret.

Haotian had no room for regret; he was simply very helpless.

He had missed too many opportunities in the past, causing him to be suppressed by numerous Saints now, unable to turn things around.

Some Saints were even his Juniors.

The bitterness in his heart was greater than anyone's.

"Why don't we go back? I'll introduce you to Master. As long as you express your loyalty, he will definitely take you in!" Long Hao suddenly said.

Haotian frowned and said, "Enter his sect?"

Long Hao said, "Look at our Hidden Sect. Aside from me, someone became the Heavenly Emperor. Have you forgotten the matter of the Celestial Clan's banquet not long ago? The Hidden Sect already has two hundred Immortal Emperors. What does this mean? My Master is accumulating strength! It is said that Dao Supreme and Jiang Yi have both joined the Hidden Sect, and you should be very clear about their Aptitude."

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