Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1328: Nine Zero Five Dragon Chant

Above the Sea of Merit, a pair of huge purple eyes emerged, those were the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, and it made its appearance in person.

A wisp of purple qi flowed down from its body; this was the original source of the Heavenly Dao, mixing with the golden light of merit, and more rules of the Great Dao emerged, turning into dazzling groups of firelight, burning the golden light of merit and the original source of the Heavenly Dao.

Under the burning of the rule’s firelight, the golden light of merit and the Heavenly Dao’s original source rapidly shrank and, before long, turned into a three feet large purple-golden Dao fruit, suspended in the middle of Chaos.

An ultimate and supreme aura diffused from this purple-golden Dao fruit, perfect Dao Rhyme flowing from it, making even Chaos submit to it.

Primordial Chaos Dao Fruit, no, it’s a Saint’s Dao Fruit!

This purple-golden Dao Fruit was the legendary Saint’s Dao Fruit representing a sacred position. At this moment, if Jiang Chen stepped forward to pluck this Dao Fruit, he could become an eternal Saint of the Heavenly Dao.

"Today, could we witness the emergence of the seventh Heavenly Dao Saint?"

Watching the Saint’s Dao Fruit in Chaos, many Great Divine Transcendents were filled with desire, wishing they could replace Jiang Chen.

To attain sagehood, who wouldn’t want it? Yet, most Great Divine Transcendents simply didn’t qualify. If possible, many Great Divine Transcendents would rather give up the chance to become a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial than attain sagehood.

Though constrained by the Heavenly Dao and losing some freedom, the benefits of becoming a saint were greater.

Simply said, after becoming a saint, one essentially paves the way to ascend above the Primordial Chaos, and enduring through the Immeasurable Kalpa would assuredly lead to becoming a Wuji Daluo Jinxian.

And that’s just the minimum. This means, regardless of how poor your talents are, as long as you become a saint, you can at least reach the level of a Wuji Daluo Jinxian in the future.

If your talents are great, then with the support of the power of the Heavenly Dao, Wuji Daluo Jinxian is only the beginning, and advancing to even higher realms is not impossible.

Trading off a degree of freedom for the opportunity to cultivate to higher realms is a worthwhile deal. After all, though Daluo Jinxians have their freedom, they are also powerless in the face of overwhelming destiny, just like the saints.

Even Daluo Jinxians would shatter into pieces if they tried to go against fate.

This was proven personally by the three Daluo Jinxians of the Ancient Era, Di Jun, Taiyi, and Di Jiang.

If Daluo Jinxians could defy fate, then those three wouldn’t have fallen, nor would the witch and demon two clans have declined.

When facing destiny, both the free Daluo Jinxians and the constrained saints are powerless, so what difference does it make? It’s better to become a saint!

"To become a saint?"

Looking at the Saint’s Dao Fruit before him, Jiang Chen seemed hesitant for a moment.

Although his current realm was only at mid-Quasi-Saint, he already met the requirements to become a saint, which was the realm Empress Nuwa had when she became a saint.

What Jiang Chen hesitated over was whether he truly wanted to become a saint. The benefits of becoming a saint were needless to say, with one leap he would be among the top ten strongest presences in the Prehistoric World.

However, the downside of becoming a saint was equally clear: it required Jiang Chen to give up everything he had achieved so far.

After becoming a saint, Jiang Chen could never become the Human Emperor. How could a saint defy the heavens? The path of the ninth Human Emperor was a rebellious path against the heavens, and the moment of becoming a saint would be when his path as the Human Emperor was severed.

Human Emperor, with ’human’ coming first and ’emperor’ second, is the emperor of the Human Race.

But for saints, though still human, ’saint’ comes before ’human.’ Saints are the saints of Heaven and Earth, not of the Human Race.

Saints should prioritize the interests of Heaven and Earth, and only then the interests of their race. Becoming a saint would not make Jiang Chen completely abandon the Human Race, but he could no longer devote himself to them as he had before.

This is what they mean by not having control over one’s own life, like Empress Nuwa.

Despite being revered as the Holy Mother of the Human Race, due to being constrained by the Heavenly Dao, she could not directly intervene to help the Human Race, and could only offer secret assistance.

While becoming a saint aligned more with Jiang Chen’s interests, not becoming a saint aligned more with the interests of the Human Race. Jiang Chen hesitated whether to give up becoming a saint for the sake of the Human Race.

The Great Divine Transcendents of the Prehistoric World, including the saints, all watched this scene quietly, not speaking, just waiting for Jiang Chen’s decision.

Nobody thought that Jiang Chen would ever reject the temptation of becoming a saint—that is to reign supreme, overseeing the River of Time and Space. Everyone wondered, who could resist such temptation?

None!

No one in the vast Prehistoric World could resist this temptation.

No, that’s not entirely true. There was one in the Ancient Era. He was Emperor Xi, who could ignore the temptation of the sacred position back then and has never regretted it since.

The first time the Taoist Ancestors lectured, six cushions were placed inside the Zixiao Palace.

At that time, Emperor Xi, a master of divination, knew the moment he saw these six cushions that they contained incredible fate.

Then, Emperor Xi had the opportunity to occupy one of the cushions, but he refused. He gave the place to his younger sister, Nuwa.

Even after the secret of the six cushions was revealed, containing the chance to become a saint, Emperor Xi had no regrets because at the moment he relinquished his place, he knew what he was missing out on.

In the Prehistoric World, the only person who could resist the temptation of a sacred position was Emperor Xi, and perhaps he was the only one.