Yuanshi Tianzun, not to be outdone, stepped forward with a light gait. Though his expression remained calm and his robes fluttered gently in the breeze, giving him an air of detached ease, his mind was racing: "I must not let Jiejiao seize the initiative. My Chanjiao disciples must have a hand in the affairs of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. This is a matter of critical importance to the rise and fall of my sect. If I can have my disciples assist them, Chanjiao’s position in the Primordial World will be consolidated, and our prestige will reach its zenith." With a faint, perfectly measured smile, he said in a steady, gentle voice, "Su Yu, it has been a long time. You have clearly been cultivating diligently over these years; your strength has surely advanced significantly. It is truly a blessing for our Human Race." His smile, while seemingly cordial, harbored a hidden sharpness, as if to declare his sect’s confidence to all present.
Daoist Zhunti jostled through the crowd, struggling until he reached the front. His eyes darted about like a shrewd merchant weighing a deal. He mused, "The rise of the Western Sect depends on this moment. I must find a way to make Su Yu link the matter of the Kongtong Seal to us. We have always been marginalized in this Primordial World, ignored by all. If we seize this opportunity, we can finally establish a firm footing and ensure our teachings spread to every corner of the realm." His face was plastered with a show of artificial war…
Chapter 163