Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 153 As expected of that feathered beast!

Zhunti's reaction was not pleasant.

Almost the instant Hongyun stood up, Zhunti was already nearby, speaking as he prepared to sit down!

Hongyun's expression changed repeatedly.

At that moment, he felt a sudden, inexplicable pang of regret.

Yes, he's a nice guy, but that doesn't mean he's stupid.

He also clearly understood what the holy position represented.

Deep in his heart, he also harbored a longing to become a saint.

He could console himself with what he couldn't have, saying that Da Luo was enough, and that Da Luo was enough to roam freely between heaven and earth.

However, once he obtained it, his thoughts would change.

Take this holy position, for example!

This meditation cushion originally belonged to him.

But because of his foolish goodwill, he actually gave up the holy position that should have belonged to him.

Giving up a seat is indeed a small matter. If possible, one should give up the seat however one pleases, just as Hongyun said, it's nothing more than a simple act of kindness.

However, if this seat involves a holy position, then the meaning is completely different!

Let alone the throne, even if it were a treasure that rightfully belonged to him, he would probably feel somewhat reluctant to give it up.

Because those things are also important to him.

No matter how good a "nice guy" is, he's only nice on the surface.

When it comes to truly sacrificing oneself for others and giving up one's life for righteousness, then it depends on the circumstances.

It's not that Hongyun lacked the awareness to sacrifice himself for others and to give up his life for righteousness.

However, this selflessness and willingness to sacrifice one's life for righteousness must be considered in different situations!

If you're facing a complete stranger, selflessness is just nonsense.

If Hongyun were asked to sacrifice himself for someone he knew well, he might consider it.

If it were Zhen Yuanzi who asked Hongyun to sacrifice his life for righteousness, Hongyun would not hesitate.

this is the truth!

Everything depends on whether the relatives are close or distant.

He is indeed a kind-hearted person, but he is not stupid.

To put it bluntly, this nice guy isn't completely nice.

He can spout some nonsense, act like a saint, and morally blackmail others, and that's about it.

When it comes to one's own specific interests, then one should think it over carefully.

If asked whether Hongyun would have given up her seat if she had known beforehand that the prayer mat was related to the holy position, she would not have done so.

Well, it's unlikely.

Even if he were to give up his place, he would only give it to Zhen Yuanzi, not to a complete stranger.

And now, that complete stranger's buttocks are almost touching the prayer mat...

Hongyun hesitated, wanting to say something but not knowing how to begin.

Zhunti's lewd smile was still vivid in her mind, and endless resentment welled up in Hongyun's heart again...

Fortunately, it happened at that very moment!

A golden light arrived in an instant, and before Zhunti could react, it had already landed on the futon.

When the golden light faded, what was seen was a young man wearing a black robe with gold trim, and surrounded by a pattern of a three-legged golden crow with gold threads!

That's right, Taiyi!

"Um?"

Zhunti's expression changed. He never expected that just as he was about to sit down, someone else would snatch it away from him.

What the hell is this?

It was so close!

His buttocks were almost touching the prayer mat.

But this guy is even faster than him?

It really only took a fleeting moment.

This guy...

"Fellow Daoist, this seat was given to me by this fellow Daoist. How is taking it without asking any different from stealing?" Zhunti said with displeasure, barely suppressing his anger.

"hehe……"

Taiyi merely chuckled and said calmly, "The sacred seat is for the capable. The fact that you didn't sit there only shows your incompetence! Since you're incompetent, you shouldn't sit on this sacred seat! Giving it up is only right!"

"Excellent, excellent, excellent! The capable should be in charge!"

Zhunti's face twitched, and with a flick of his hand, a seven-colored branch appeared in his palm. He then coldly said, "Very well, fellow Daoist, let me test my skills! See if I am worthy of sitting on this futon!"

"Oh? You're going to make a move?"

Taiyi raised his eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, Di Jun had already stood behind Tai Yi, looking indifferently at Zhun Ti.

Jieyin would not stand idly by in the face of this, and quietly stood behind Zhunti, silently looking at Dijun and Taiyi.

Two against two.

Who's afraid of whom?

These Great Immortals are all innate saints, and which one of them is not arrogant?

Who would consider themselves weaker than others?

If you're going to do it, then do it. What's there to be afraid of?

Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi exchanged a glance, with Hongyun giving a wry smile.

"Sigh..." Zhen Yuanzi sighed.

What else could he say?

It's just a matter of luck if I get it, and fate if I lose it!

However, he still wanted to struggle a bit.

He hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly, "Everyone, this is the Purple Cloud Palace, after all, the Daoist temple of a sage! Fellow Daoists, you should all restrain yourselves a bit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tense atmosphere at the scene paused.

Zhen Yuanzi is right; this is, after all, the sacred site of a sage.

If you act recklessly, you might really incur the displeasure of the most sage.

If you are targeted by a sage, you will suffer the consequences.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi continued, "Furthermore, this futon also belonged to my friend. Whom it should be given to is up to my friend to decide. This kind of fighting over it is disrupting the rules."

At this point, Zhen Yuanzi paused again, then added, "After all, this is Zixiao Palace!"

Okay...

They can't stop talking about Zixiao Palace, and they can't stop talking about the sage's place of practice!

It was repeatedly emphasized that this was the Zixiao Palace, the sacred site of a sage...

It's not like the primordial wilderness where you can do whatever you want.

This is the Zixiao Palace. If you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie down.

No matter how fierce you are, you still have to weigh it carefully.

"Fellow Daoist is right!"

Zhunti smiled, put away the Seven Treasures Tree, glanced at Taiyi, and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, did you hear that? This fellow Daoist has given me his futon! Regardless of my abilities, this futon is for me, not for you! This is, after all, a sage's Daoist temple. No matter how wild you are in the prehistoric world, you must abide by the rules here!"

"rule?"

Taiyi smiled broadly: "Then how do you know that the rules here aren't the law of the jungle? It was one thing if you didn't know before; whether you could sit on a saint's throne depended entirely on fate! But now it's been made clear. If a weakling were to sit on a saint's throne, wouldn't people become a laughingstock throughout the prehistoric world? Even if they eventually become saints, wouldn't others say, 'Could he have taken his place?' If they were to be labeled a weak saint, they'd likely lose face! In the end, it's their own reputation that will be humiliated! One should have some self-awareness in life!"

Taiyi's words were practically pointing a finger at Zhunti and saying, "You're weak!"

Zhunti's face looked very unpleasant.

The last time I was mocked like this was...

Yes, the last time I faced Jiang Sheng.

Unexpectedly, even after he had attained the Great Luo realm, before he could even show off, someone else jumped out and pointed at his nose, calling him trash.

What weak saint?

What kind of dough won't stick?

How can I humiliate you?

What self-awareness?

Enraged, Zhunti didn't hold back, coldly saying, "As expected of that feathered beast, you truly have a sharp tongue!"

(End of this chapter)