Chapter 518: Chapter 336: The Lingering Hatred of Tianpeng, Douluo Palace Appears_3

Huang Qiuxian remained silent, not disclosing what he had witnessed in Chang’an—after all, a certain individual involved was right before him.

Shi Zhengyuan and Du Mingsheng seemed unremarkable, and Shen Baobao merely outlined the progress of the excavation of the starry sky relics.

For some reason, all the seats seemed somewhat despondent.

Perhaps, it was due to the news of the fall of the sixth and ninth seats.

Seeing the atmosphere growing increasingly heavy, the True Man sighed lightly and spoke calmly:

"Since there is no matter for discussion, do the two newcomers wish to take a seat?"

The Northern Emperor raised his eyelids, sinking into silence, while Li Jing couldn’t help but swallow.

Both understood what it meant to take a seat, but...

Zhang Fusheng clearly sensed the Northern Emperor’s hesitation.

What was he hesitating about?

Did he think that taking a seat would mean he belonged to the lineage of Taiqing?

After a moment of silence,

the shadowed figure that was Li Jing carefully spoke:

"I am willing to take a seat."

The True Man nodded:

"One offering, one seat."

Li Jing hesitated—he truly didn’t know what to offer.

After all, what could he possibly have that would catch the eye of Taiqing’s technique?

Perhaps...

After pondering for a moment, despite the shadow distorting his voice,

he still deliberately rasped his voice:

"I am willing to offer three portions of my own divinity, to High Heaven, in exchange for a grand seat, to achieve the balance of yin and yang, the equivalence of all things."

Three portions... of divinity?

Zhang Fusheng was astonished, what was that?

He knew about divinity, he had it too, residing within the depths of his True Spirit, growing with the worship of the beings in the Divine Realm.

But what was it specifically useful for?

Zhang Fusheng didn’t know.

He simply observed Li Jing’s pained expression beneath the shadow, appearing to suggest it was... very precious?

As thoughts raced through his mind,

the True Man nodded, his hands outlining light and shadow, crafting a grand contract.

"As you said."

"Henceforth, you are the new sixth seat."

Li Jing felt three parts of his divinity being stripped away, involuntarily letting out a muffled groan,

yet it was at this moment.

The Northern Emperor took a deep breath, speaking deeply:

"Great Celestial Venerate Taiqing, I do not wish to take a seat."

All seats simultaneously turned, first towards the Northern Emperor, then towards that great figure in the fog.

The great figure seemed to lift its head once more.

The Northern Emperor quickly cupped his hands, speaking in a low tone:

"Taoist Friend Taiqing, it is not that I am unwilling, but after what happened back then, I am embarrassed to meet you again."

Pausing for a moment, he took a deep breath:

"Although I will not take a seat, should Taoist Friend Taiqing call upon me, I will come and do three tasks for you, to settle the causes and effects of the past."

Back then... what happened?

What cause and effect?

Zhang Fusheng gazed through the Chaos Mist at the Northern Emperor who had straightened up, suddenly smiling:

"As Taoist Friend Northern Emperor said."

Three tasks, or rather, calling upon the Northern Emperor three times.

This was better than him taking a seat.

Very well.

Zhang Fusheng lowered his head once more, the True Man stepping forward, speaking with deep meaning:

"When not in audience, if any seat has a request, they may also offer to the Celestial Venerate, and I will listen on behalf of the Celestial Venerate."

"At this moment, I ask everyone to leave."

With these words, the True Man bowed, while the great Celestial Venerate in the fog waved a hand, and everyone in the Taoist Palace unconsciously flew out the door, returning to the mortal world.

The Eight Sceneries Palace returned to silence and solitude.

The shadow of the True Man dispersed, and Zhang Fusheng was about to inspect the three parts of divinity from Li Jing, and research his own current capabilities,

when suddenly, a prayer’s voice rose, echoing forth.

Three distinct prayers, coming from Chen Nuanyu, Buddha Son, and Shen Baobao.

"So urgent?"

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, seeming that these three had also noticed the implication, realizing he had used the True Man’s words to convey ’even when not in audience, offerings can be made.’

The High Heaven above, was no longer the High Heaven it once was.

No longer could one speak freely.

"But such urgency, for what reason?"

Zhang Fusheng wondered, choosing to first listen to Shen Baobao’s prayer.

The other merely detailed an affair, an affair just previously unspoken of.

"True Man, I wish to report one matter to the Celestial Venerate."

"During the excavation of the starry sky relics... a Taoist Palace was unearthed."

"The Taoist Palace opened wide, everything within seemingly eternal and immortal, and outside the Taoist Palace, I saw the Venerate’s name—Taiqing."

"That Taoist Palace is called ’Douluo,’ inside the palace is a furnace, burning with roaring flames!"

Zhang Fusheng abruptly stood up from the meditation mat. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Douluo Palace..."

His eyes shone brightly.