Chapter 678: Fighting for saint positions, Changes in State of Mind [Third update, asking for monthly votes]

Another thousand years passed.

Han Jue opened his eyes, feeling pleasant.

After reaching the Late Stage of the Freedom Primordial Chaos Realm, he still needed to Cultivate unremittingly to strive for Attaining the Dao as soon as possible.

It had to be said that the natural talent of a Primordial Chaos Demon God was truly terrifying; even after reaching such a high Realm, he could still feel his own progress.

Han Jue stood up and headed Outside the Thirty-Third Heaven.

Several years ago, Venerable Xuandu had notified him, agreeing that he should go to Qiankun Hall for a gathering after his seclusion ended.

After Han Jue entered the hall, Venerable Xuandu immediately notified the other Saints.

The other Saints did not have such strange rules as Han Jue and could be summoned at any time; as for Breakthroughs, even someone as strong as Qiu Xilai had already forgotten the feeling of making a Breakthrough.

For them, Saint was already the limit, and it was very difficult to go any higher.

Pan Xin had also come.

When he saw Han Jue, he could not help but be stunned.

Han Jue had already restrained his divine light, revealing his Unparalleled countenance; set off by the dao robe of years and epochs, his temperament was transcendental.

"It is you!"

He remembered Han Jue; back when they were at the River of Sword Dao, he felt that this child had good natural talent and even wanted to take him as a disciple.

So the Master of the Hidden Gate was this kid.

Wait!

At that time, his cultivation…

Pan Xin was shocked in his heart, but on the surface, he revealed a smile.

The two had not met for a long time; if not for meeting today, Pan Xin might not even have remembered Han Jue.

Han Jue nodded with a smile; in the boring years, Pan Xin had contributed quite a lot of amusement to him.

He still remembered Pan Xin standing with his back to him in the River of Sword Dao, his shoulders shaking, not knowing what he was doing with his hands.

Pan Xin sighed with emotion: "I did not expect that you are the Master of the Hidden Gate."

Han Jue said politely: "Senior's return is the fortune of the Heavenly Dao; in the future, the Heavenly Dao will need more of Senior's protection."

Pan Xin's smile widened, feeling that Han Jue was very pleasing to the eye.

Venerable Xuandu did not speak.

Great Emperor Xiao was lost in thought.

The South Pole Heavenly Venerate glanced at Sect Master Tianjue, and seeing that he remained calm, he did not think much more about it.

The reason Pan Xin was happy was because Han Jue was showing goodwill, and he had already begun to fantasize about subduing Han Jue and unifying the Heavenly Dao.

He knew very little about Han Jue's actions after Attaining the Dao, and the Saints naturally would not say much; after all, it was somewhat embarrassing.

Han Jue's status was not obtained by currying favor, but by his fists.

Wu Fa Heavenly Venerate, Qiu Xilai, Eastern Emperor Heavenly Sage, Li Muyi…

They were all stepping stones for Han Jue!

After all the Saints arrived, Venerable Xuandu spoke: "With the addition of Pan Xin, the fortune of the Heavenly Dao has greatly increased, and now there are two extra saint positions; today is to discuss the saint positions."

The position of a Saint was of great significance, so Venerable Xuandu certainly could not decide it internally; in fact, even if he did not say it, the other Saints could also sense it.

As the Heavenly Dao became stronger and stronger, the future circle of Saints would inevitably form cliques, contending against each other.

Great Emperor Xiao spoke first: "It is time to give my Demon Race a saint position, right? Since ancient times, whenever the Heavenly Dao faced the collapse of internal order, it was my Demon Race that stood out, becoming the target of public criticism, allowing all living beings of the Heavenly Dao to unite and resolve Karma."

Han Jue felt emotional upon hearing this.

In that way, the Demon Race was actually the one taking the blame.

It was not exactly taking the blame; in order to attract hatred, the Demon Race had indeed committed many evils.

Qiu Xilai snorted: "My Western Church has had two saint positions since ancient times; previously, in order to appease your Demon Race, the Dao Ancestor already cut off one of the Buddhist sect's saint positions; it should be returned, right?"

Pan Xin said domineeringly: "The two extra saint positions are because of me; I am already a Free and Unfettered Saint and must have one saint position!"

His tone was unquestionable, leaving no room for discussion.

The other Saints also began to scramble.

Han Jue did not speak.

He no longer needed to fight for a saint position.

Whoever it was, as long as they did not threaten him, it was fine; if they did threaten him, then he would enslave them!

The various Saints began to scramble, engaging in a war of words.

Han Jue, Venerable Xuandu, and Shi Duxiao did not interject; even Li Daokong and Fang Liang began to scramble.

Li Daokong wanted to fight for the Hidden Sect; previously, Li Xuanao had approached him, complaining that although he was a Saint, he had not repaid the Hidden Sect, and warned him to be careful of Han Jue being dissatisfied with him.

Fang Liang was also fighting for the Hidden Sect; if the Hidden Sect did not want it, then it should be given to his Heavenly Dao Sect; in any case, it had to be fought for.

Han Jue listened for a while, felt it was boring, and stood up to leave.

Venerable Xuandu did not stop him; Han Jue not fighting was actually a good thing.

After walking out of Qiankun Hall, Han Jue did not return to the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, but wandered around Outside the Thirty-Third Heaven; wearing the Chaos Supreme Treasure, he was not afraid of being attacked.

When passing by Li Daokong's dojo, Han Jue saw two people kneeling in front of the gate, one of whom was actually Han Yu.

Han Jue appeared behind them and asked: "Long time no see."

The two were startled and instinctively turned to look.

When they saw Han Jue for the first time, they were both stunned by his appearance.

Tian Yong turned his head to look at Han Yu and was shocked to find that Han Yu looked remarkably like Han Jue.

Han Yu also discovered this point; why did this person look so much like him?

He asked cautiously: "Who are you?"

He could not see through Han Jue's cultivation, so he naturally behaved as a junior.

Han Jue smiled: "Can't you recognize my voice?"

Han Yu seemed to think of something, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly knelt down, saying excitedly: "Ancestor!"

Seeing Han Yu kneel, Tian Yong followed suit and knelt down.

Han Jue glanced at Tian Yong and found that the boy's eyebrows were somewhat familiar; after calculating with his fingers, he realized it was the son of Great Emperor Tiane.

Han Yu asked excitedly: "Why are you here?"

So that was it!

He looked so much like his Ancestor!

No wonder the Ancestor saved him, no wonder Li Daokong took him as a disciple, and no wonder he met so many powerful beings who treated him kindly for no reason.

Han Yu had always been very confident in his appearance, but today, compared to Han Jue, he finally realized that he had only inherited three or four tenths of it.

Han Jue's countenance was extremely charming and indescribable in words.

"Just came by to walk around; how have you been lately?" Han Jue smiled, his expression gentle.

For some reason, after breaking through two hundred thousand years of age, Han Jue's mindset began to change.

Especially when seeing his descendants in person, his mood involuntarily became pleasant.

Han Yu was flattered and began to talk about his experiences; he did not deliberately speak of those difficulties; with Li Daokong around, it was indeed very difficult for him to encounter any huge crises.

Tian Yong stayed quietly on the side, very curious about Han Jue's identity.

After chatting for a while, Han Jue left.

Han Yu was still very excited, and the smile on his face could not be stopped.

He knew of the Ancestor's existence, but this was the first time he had seen the Ancestor with his own eyes, and this feeling was incomparably wonderful.

Tian Yong asked curiously: "Master, who is your Ancestor?"

Han Yu said: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

Tian Yong curled his lips.

Hehe.

Acting so mysterious; my mother is a Saint who Attained the Dao through Strength, do I show off like you?

Tian Yong thought about it again; he was indeed also hiding this point.

There were quite a few cultivators sitting in meditation in the Saint's dojo, which was not as cold and lonely as before.

An hour later, Han Jue returned to the Daoist temple.

It had to be said that going out for a walk in person did indeed improve his state of mind.

But it was limited to within the Heavenly Dao.

Although the dao robe of years and epochs could withstand Dao attacks, what if he encountered an existence that transcended the Dao?

It was better to be safe than sorry!