Primordial Era: When a Good Guy Awakens a Morally Unethical System

Yuanshi Tianzun also looked displeased, his face as dark as ink as he stared at Jieyin and Zhunti.

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Hongyun really wanted to laugh. She was clearly angered by Sanqing, so why was she directing her anger at him? He looked easy to bully.

"Zhenyuan, sit down!" Hongyun patted the futon next to him, urging Zhenyuan to sit down quickly.

Zhen Yuanzi hesitated for a moment, about to sit down, but found himself unable to move. Understanding dawned on him, and he could only smile bitterly and shake his head at Hongyun.

Hongyun understood what was going on, so she had no choice but to throw the prayer mat behind her. With so many people around, she could let them fight over it!

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Sure enough, the most despicable points were obtained in the major events, and this incident should be enough to affect the ascension of those two shameless people.

There are seven meditation cushions and six holy positions. If Jieyin and Zhunti were to sit on the meditation cushions, wouldn't the extra people become them?

The Three Pure Ones possess the merit of creating heaven and earth, and will surely become saints. Nuwa will create humans in the future, and will also surely become a saint. The two of them are chosen by the Heavenly Dao to revive the West, and the extras become Hongyun. However, if we let only one of them sit on the futon, we can use this to sow discord between them, or even better, defeat them.

Taiyi reacted swiftly, grabbing the flying prayer mat. At the same time, Dijun's body ignited with the True Fire of the Sun, repelling those who wanted to scramble for it.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches lacked primordial spirits, so listening to the Dao was of little use to them, let alone whether they sat on the prayer mats or not. Without the rivalry between their old adversaries, how could anyone else possibly compete with the brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi?

At this moment, Jieyin approached again and bowed to Taiyi: "Thank you very much, fellow Daoist, for helping me retrieve the futon. You are truly..."

Taiyi raised an eyebrow: "Do you want to die?"

Jieyin immediately shut up, staring at Taiyi with resentment. After being glared at by Dijun, he turned his glare to Hongyun.

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Hongyun really didn't know whether to be angry or amused; how could he hate him for everything? He only needed to start something to generate a continuous stream of anger.

Taiyi and Dijun politely declined each other's offer of seats, and then sat down next to Nuwa.

Tongtian looked at Zhunti beside him with disgust: "Stay away from me!"

Zhunti also felt that sitting between Tongtian and Hongyun was very disadvantageous to him, so he got angry and took the futon to the side.

In this way, apart from the Three Pure Ones, there is an empty space in the middle of the other four prayer cushions, and compared with the Three Pure Ones, everyone knows whether the relationship is good or bad.

Hongjun observed everything in the hall through the Kunlun Mirror, rubbed his temples helplessly, and looked at Luo Hou, who was still praising Hongyun's actions with relish: "Hongyun's actions are likely to incur the wrath of Heaven! Our fight destroyed most of the spiritual veins in the West, causing the West to become desolate and impoverished. These two are destined to bear the responsibility of the West's revival and deserve a saintly position!"

Luo Hou rolled his eyes at Hongjun: "You're a lackey of the Heavenly Dao!"

"That Heavenly Dao, in its utter folly, chose these two to revive the West. Aren't they afraid that the beings of the primordial world will suspect that he was indulging in debauchery in the West and fathered those two bastards?"

"Is the West really so desperate for talent that they had to choose those two bastards? If it were any two other people, do you think my apprentice would have done the same thing!"

"You even took them as apprentices? You really have no moral compass; you'll bring home anything dirty and smelly!"

Luo Hou is the strongest king, but he is imprisoned in the underground palace. He has no other fun except cursing Hongjun. Nowadays, his verbal skills are getting better and better.