Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

He calmly held the Fire Spirit Orb in his palm and bowed to the Primordial Heavenly Venerable above.

"Senior Uncle, it seems that my luck is indeed exceptionally good."

His words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

Chi Jingzi finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Chen Changsheng!"

He took a sudden step forward, blocking Chen Changsheng's path. The Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand was already emitting a divine light of black and white, and a powerful aura locked onto Chen Changsheng.

"This item was born in my Jade Void Palace; it belongs to my Chan Sect!"

"You want to take it away? Don't even think about it!"

"That's right!"

Cihang Daoren, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, and others also stepped forward, subtly surrounding Chen Changsheng.

"Nephew Changsheng, this treasure is of utmost importance. Please leave it here," Cihang Daoist said in a cold tone.

"We can make the decision to exchange other spiritual treasures with you, but the Fire Spirit Pearl must remain in the Jade Void Palace."

Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Extensive Dharma, added.

Their posture clearly indicated that they were ready to forcibly seize the item at the slightest disagreement.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian and Yu Ding Zhenren both felt a pang of anxiety and instinctively wanted to step forward.

However, Chen Changsheng waved his hand at them, signaling them to calm down.

As he looked at the assembled immortals of the Chan Sect who had surrounded him, the smile on his face gradually turned cold.

"What's wrong?"

He weighed the Fire Spirit Orb in his hand, his tone filled with undisguised sarcasm.

"You were all so confident when you made the bet. Now that the treasure has appeared, you're trying to renege?"

"Is this how the Chan Sect operates? This is truly an eye-opener for me."

"Insolence!" Chi Jingzi roared. "Sharp-tongued! Today, if you don't hand over the Fire Spirit Pearl, don't even think about leaving the Jade Void Palace!"

"Oh?"

Chen Changsheng raised an eyebrow, his gaze passing over Chi Jingzi and directly falling on Yuanshi Tianzun, who sat high on the cloud bed and had not uttered a word from beginning to end.

"Are these your own words, Uncle-Master Chijingzi, or... Uncle-Master Yuanshi, you also think so?"

"Does this mean that a sage would go back on his word to a junior like me?"

Chen Changsheng's last words were like a heavy hammer blow, slamming into the hall.

The entire Jade Void Palace fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

The expressions on the faces of Chi Jingzi and the others, who had been so aggressive and ready to besiege Chen Changsheng, suddenly froze.

They could act arrogantly towards Chen Changsheng and find all sorts of reasons to forcibly retain the Fire Spirit Orb, but they dared not, and could not, question the decision of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

Chen Changsheng's move was ruthless.

He didn't waste any words with Chi Jingzi and his gang; he went straight to the sage and brought the issue to his feet.

You want to cheat? Fine.

As long as your master, Yuanshi Tianzun, personally admits that he is going back on his word and that his words as a saint are not valid.

This is no longer a question of ownership of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

This concerns the dignity of a saint! It concerns the reputation of the entire Chan sect!

Chi Jingzi opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

He may not care about his own reputation, but he cannot disregard his master's reputation.

If he dares to answer for his master and say, "That's right, my master is going back on his word," then he can forget about leaving Yuxu Palace alive today.

Guang Chengzi thought to himself, "Oh no."

He had long known that Chen Changsheng was quick-witted and cunning as a fox.

The commotion caused by Chi Jingzi and the others gave Chen Changsheng an opportunity to take advantage of the situation and put his master in a very difficult position.

Now, this situation is no longer something that these disciples can control.

Everyone's gaze instinctively turned to the Primordial Celestial Venerable, who sat high atop the Nine-Dragon Sandalwood Chariot.

They are waiting.

We await the final judgment of the leader of the Chan Sect, this supreme saint.

The face of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was still shrouded in auspicious clouds and celestial light, making it difficult to see clearly.

However, the chilling pressure inside the main hall was more than ten times stronger than before.

Repent?

He, the dignified Primordial Heavenly Venerable, one of the Three Pure Ones, and a sage of the Xuanmen, would he really go back on his word in front of the whole world for the sake of a mere top-grade innate spiritual treasure?

Does he even want his face anymore?

From then on, wouldn't he, Yuanshi Tianzun, become a joke in the eyes of all the immortals in the Three Realms?

But, you won't go back on your word?

Just watch helplessly as Chen Changsheng, holding the Fire Spirit Pearl he dug out of his own dojo, swaggered out of the Jade Void Palace.

Where does that leave the face of the Chan Sect?

What would his disciples think?

A top-grade innate spiritual treasure, though precious, is far from being something a saint would risk everything to seize.

What truly angered and frustrated him was Chen Changsheng's attitude.

It's that feeling of being manipulated and forced to make choices.

He had lost count of how many years it had been since anyone had dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.

Chen Changsheng stood in the center of the hall, facing the oppressive aura of a saint that was enough to break the mind of a quasi-saint, yet his posture remained ramrod straight.

He knew he was destined to win.

A sage values ​​his reputation above all else.

This is especially true of a sage like Yuanshi Tianzun, who values ​​the word "noodles" more than the heavens.

Making him admit in public that he can't handle the game is worse than killing him.

Therefore, he's determined to get his hands on the Fire Spirit Orb today!

He looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, his smile unwavering, and took another step forward, speaking loudly.

"Master, you are a sage, your words are golden and lawful."

"I believe that you will not lose your saintly demeanor because of a mere spiritual treasure."

"Of course, if my senior master feels that this Fire Spirit Orb is indeed destined for the Chan Sect and must be kept, then I am not an unreasonable person."

He changed the subject, seemingly preparing to back down.

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of Chi Jingzi and the others.

However, Chen Changsheng's next words shattered their sliver of hope in an instant.

"As long as you, my senior brother, say it yourself: 'Our Chan Sect can't afford to play this game, and I, Yuanshi Tianzun, am going back on my word today.'"

"Without a word, this junior immediately presents the Fire Spirit Orb with both hands!"

"you!"

Chi Jingzi was so angry that he trembled all over, pointed at Chen Changsheng, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

This is hardly a concession.

This is clearly an attack on the heart!

For the Celestial Lord of the Beginning to say such a thing is even more embarrassing than slapping him in the face!

The atmosphere inside the main hall was extremely oppressive.

Just then, the cold voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable finally rang out slowly.

"alright."

He waved his hand, and an invisible force instantly pushed Chi Jingzi and the others back to their original positions.

"The bet was one that I personally agreed to."

"The words of a sage are as weighty as nine tripods."

The gaze of the Primordial Celestial Venerable fell upon Chen Changsheng, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"Since you found this item through your own abilities, it is yours."