Old Candle Dragon stood outside the South Heavenly Gate, gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery, and couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.
The reason he was familiar with it was because he had contributed greatly to the establishment of the Heavenly Court.
The reason he was unfamiliar was that since the first Heavenly Emperor, Cangli, failed to attain enlightenment and perished, and the era of Taiyi began, he had rarely come to the Heavenly Court.
After Taiyi and his wife perished, he not only never returned to the Heavenly Court, but instead went directly to the source of the River of Destiny, never setting foot in the primordial world again...
He didn't wait long outside the South Heavenly Gate when a young girl flew down from the depths of the Heavenly Palace.
This woman was none other than Jiaoyue, Hu Le's youngest disciple, who had come to welcome Zhulong on her master's orders.
"Junior Jiaoyue greets Senior. My teacher is already waiting at Yaochi. Please follow me."
Jiaoyue approached Zhulong, gave him a proper bow, and then extended an invitation.
Zhulong's face remained expressionless, but a hint of displeasure surfaced in his heart. "Good lad, now that your wings have grown strong, you don't even come out to greet your ancestor in person."
What an air of importance! Even your former teacher, Taiyi, would have had to come out to greet the Ancestor with utmost respect...
However, though he thought this, he couldn't show it. He nodded slightly to Jiaoyue and said, "You lead the way."
Then, the bright moon led the candle dragon through the heavenly palace and arrived at the Jade Pool Immortal Palace.
Hu Le was already standing at the foot of the jade steps in front of the main hall. When he saw Zhulong arrive, he immediately went up to him with a smile.
"Senior, it's been a long time."
Hu Le bowed first. He had never forgotten that when he was still a Taiyi cultivator, he first saw Zhulong on the Jianmu tree at the far edge of the East Sea.
At that time, Zhulong pointed out the location of the Pangu Temple to him.
It was because he went to the Pangu Temple that he obtained the physical body of Pangu, and from then on, he has come this far and become who he is today...
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Hu Le invited Zhulong into the hall.
The two took their seats as host and guest, and a boy in green robes brought them celestial dew and spiritual fruits.
Zhulong didn't come here to freeload; he didn't touch the spiritual fruits on the table at all.
Hu Le chatted with Zhulong for a few more minutes before asking, "Senior, you didn't come to my Heavenly Court just to chat with me, did you?"
Please don't hesitate to ask for my assistance. If it's within my ability, I'll try my best to arrange it with you, senior."
Zhulong nodded slightly. "Since you speak so frankly, young friend, then I won't stand on ceremony. May I ask if you have any thoughts on the throne of the Emperor?"
Hu Le, with a half-smile, replied, "Oh, what do you mean by that, senior? So what if I have ideas? And what if I don't?"
I remember that the throne belonged to my master, so it shouldn't have much to do with you, senior?"
Upon hearing this, Zhulong's face twitched. This little guy really doesn't hold back when he speaks!
They seemed to have already guessed his purpose.
If it were some other junior, like Di Jun, who dared to speak to him like that, he would probably have to teach them a lesson.
But the junior in front of him was different. Not only had he attained the status of Pangu, but he had also condensed the Dao Fruit of the Human Emperor. His cultivation was no less than his own, and he also had the Chaos Bell in his hand.
If he were to take action, he might not necessarily gain any advantage.
Besides, he only came here to act as an intermediary for Dijun. Whether it succeeds or not is Dijun's own business.
He was merely offering assistance, and to offend this most promising junior among the gods for it was truly a loss not worthwhile.
"Heh... You're being unreasonable, junior. This divine race was founded by me and Cangli clan. Why can't I express my opinion on the throne?"
Hu Le smiled and nodded, "Alright! That was indeed my fault. So, what brings you here this time, senior?"
"Perhaps you, sir, are interested in the throne? If so, I have no objection."
Upon hearing this, Zhulong waved his hands repeatedly, saying that he had no intention of becoming that so-called emperor.
You have to understand that although he is senior enough, the throne of the emperor is not something that can be obtained simply by being senior.
Besides, while the Emperor's throne is indeed a position of great power and influence, and one can possess immense fortune and merit, the karmic consequences are also heavy, so he has never even considered taking this position.
All along, he only wanted to find someone with sufficient status and ability to step forward, achieve the Heavenly Emperor Dao Fruit, and then lead the Primordial God Clan to resist the impact of the Xuanmen.
"I have no interest in the Emperor's throne, young friend, please don't speak nonsense..."
Seeing that he had pushed Old Zhulong to such an extent, Hu Le, remembering the past kindness he had shown him, decided not to push him too far.
Then, he smiled indifferently and asked, "Since you have no interest in this, senior, who do you intend to recommend for the position?"
Seeing that Zhulong's expression had softened, he prepared to reveal "that person's" name.
He continued, "I must make this clear beforehand: if that person doesn't agree with me, then don't blame me for not giving face to my senior."
Zhulong was unwilling to go around in circles with Hu Le anymore, after all, he had been quite annoyed by this junior in just a short while.
"What do you think of the Demon Emperor Jun, young friend?"
Hu Le remained indifferent and said calmly, "Him? Senior, are you joking? Does he even deserve to be in this position? You'd be laughing at us if word got out."
"Oh? Why? This concerns a major event for the future of our divine race. Young friend, don't act rashly because of a small misunderstanding with him before," Zhulong said, seemingly advising but also warning.
Unexpectedly, Hu Le didn't even lift an eyelid. "The future of the God Clan?! Hahaha... Senior, are you joking? He can't even govern the Demon Clan well, let alone us Gods."
At this point, he glanced sideways at Zhulong and posed a probing question: "Could it be that you, senior, are also willing to give a wisp of your primordial spirit to Dijun, entrusting it to the Demon-Summoning Banner, so that your life and death will be in his control from then on?"
"this……"
Zhulong was somewhat speechless.
As the Demon Emperor, Di Jun, in order to rule the demon race, captured the primordial spirits of those great demon saints and used their lives to threaten them into obedience, which indeed lacked the demeanor of a true emperor.
Seeing that Zhulong had nothing to say, Hu Le still didn't let him off the hook and continued, "Senior could also try to persuade Dijun to release the primordial spirits on the Demon-Summoning Banner. Then let's see how many of those great demon saints will still listen to his commands?"
He saw that Zhulong still didn't speak.
He directly stated the answer he had guessed, "Hehe... I'm afraid that by then, instead of just obeying, Emperor Jun should thank those Great Sages for their kindness."
Putting yourself in his shoes, Hu Le's guess wasn't entirely wrong.
Those demon sages, which one is easy to deal with? Under Di Jun's command, they can't even control their own lives. To talk about loyalty then would be a huge joke...
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