My All-Heavens Chat Group-Chapter 465 - 32: I, Tongtian, Will Never be Enthroned in the Divine Pantheon_2

Chapter 465: Chapter 32: I, Tongtian, Will Never be Enthroned in the Divine Pantheon_2

If things continue like this, as discussed in the chat group, my Intercepting Sect could indeed perish in this calamity.

Unlike Master Tongtian, who frowned, Primeval Lord of Heaven was overjoyed. He quickly paid his respects, saying, "I will duly follow Teacher’s decree!"

With the Investiture of the Gods and the Whip of God, he could minimize the loss of his disciples in this calamity.

Grandmaster Hongjun nodded slightly and said, "When the calamity comes, Saints shall not intervene. As for who shall be on the Investiture of the Gods, you may all discuss it amongst yourselves and sign the Investiture of the Gods accordingly."

"When the calamity comes, Saints shall not intervene?" Master Tongtian didn’t believe this statement one bit. He now mostly believed the future he had seen in the chat group.

According to that future, Primeval Lord of Heaven’s disciples were no match for the Nine-curved Yellow River formation set by the San Xiao. Primeval Lord of Heaven had to personally intervene, suppressing Yunxiao and slaying Qiongxiao and Bixiao. Yet, Grandmaster Hongjun hadn’t appeared to stop him.

Now I understand. This Divine Enthronement calamity, to put it bluntly, was prepared specifically for me. Hmph! This time, I, Tongtian, will not consent to Divine Enthronement!

Hmph, they looked down on me, but now they’ll get what’s coming to them! When their disciples are on the list, they will all be under my management, Haotian, standing behind Grandmaster Hongjun like an acolyte, gloated inwardly, his heart swelling with pride. This Divine Enthronement calamity, one could say, was also caused by me.

At this time, Lord Taishang swept his sleeve, his voice cold, "I have only one disciple, Xuan Du, so he cannot be listed. However, since Teacher has given the order, I will certainly make a contribution."

As Lord Taishang spoke, a figure in white robes, resembling him, emerged from within him—it was his good corpse.

"I pay respects to my original self." The figure in white robes greeted with a bow.

He was the future Venerable Lord Taishang in the Heavenly Court.

"HMM." Lord Taishang nodded slightly and instructed, "In the future, you will stay in the Heavenly Court to assist Haotian and Yaochi in governing the Three Realms."

"Yes." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Haotian gave thanks with a bow.

Seeing this, the other five Saints were speechless.

Nuwa then said, "I have no disciples."

The other Saints nodded in agreement.

Zhunti and Jieyin then lamented, "Our Western Region is barren, and our Western Religion has few disciples. We cannot be listed."

The Investiture of the Gods, to put it nicely, was about Divine Enthronement and bestowing divine ranks. But every Saint present knew that once listed on the Investiture of the Gods, their life and death would be controlled by others. Their disciples would become eternal servants, puppets of the Heavenly Court. Not only would their true spirits be constrained by the Investiture of the Gods, hindering their cultivation progress and limiting them to the Divine Dao, but they would also be subject to the control of the Whip of God. A single misstep could lead to a lashing from the Whip of God, resulting in grievous injuries and unbearable pain, or in the worst case, the obliteration of both body and spirit.

Therefore, no Saint wished for their disciples to be listed.

Lord Taishang had only one disciple and had also sent a good corpse to preside over the Heavenly Court; the others could say nothing. Nuwa had no disciples. The two Saints of the West also had very few disciples.

At this point, even Primeval Lord of Heaven, to whom Grandmaster Hongjun had granted the Investiture of the Gods and the Whip of God, grew anxious. Only he and Tongtian remained.

Primeval Lord of Heaven glanced at Master Tongtian and said in a solemn voice, "Junior Brother Tongtian, your disciples are born from moisture and eggs, clad in fur and horns—they are unteachable. In my view, for them to be listed on the Investiture of the Gods and become rightful gods of the Heavenly Court is also their Nature!"

Upon hearing this, Master Tongtian’s face immediately darkened.

What a fine fellow he is! Looking down on my disciples was one thing; after all, the Three Pure Ones had already separated, each going our own way. But I never expected that as soon as Primeval Lord of Heaven opened his mouth, he’d want to send all my disciples onto the Investiture of the Gods. That’s over 10,000 positions! Even with my numerous disciples, I couldn’t withstand such a loss. I truly see through Primeval Lord of Heaven now.

Just then, Lord Taishang added, "Tongtian, your Intercepting Sect has many disciples, a mixed bag. Now is a good time for some of them to ascend to the Investiture of the Gods, resolving this great calamity. It not only provides them with a good destination but also allows you to reorganize the Intercepting Sect—a joyous outcome for all."

Zhunti and Jieyin echoed, "Fellow Daoist Taishang speaks wisely. Fellow Daoist Tongtian, many of your disciples are of the Demon Race. The precursor to the Heavenly Court was also established by the Demon Race; this could be said to be their fated return."

As he watched them, one after another, urging him to send his Intercepting Sect disciples onto the list, Tongtian’s heart grew colder.

Actually, I have many disciples in the Intercepting Sect, a mix of good and bad. It wouldn’t be an issue for some of them to be listed. But now, these people are clearly ganging up to trap me. Once I sign for the Divine Enthronement, it won’t just be some of my disciples who end up on the list; it will be almost a complete wipeout of my sect.

Thinking this, Tongtian couldn’t help but snort coldly. "You want me to sign the Investiture of the Gods? Dream on! Farewell!"

With that, he left immediately.

"This..." Primeval Lord of Heaven and the other four Saints were dumbfounded. They wondered what madness had possessed Tongtian to make him suddenly fly into such a rage.

They had no idea that Tongtian had seen the Intercepting Sect’s future in the chat group. Seeing their true faces now, and thinking of his sect’s demise, he was in no mood to feign civility with them.

"Such insolence! Storming off in front of Teacher—what utter disregard for propriety!" Primeval Lord of Heaven was furious, then turned to Grandmaster Hongjun. "Teacher, Tongtian has gone too far, leaving so abruptly. What should be done?"

He was actually hoping Grandmaster Hongjun would intervene and punish Tongtian.

Grandmaster Hongjun’s gaze was profound as he watched Tongtian’s retreating figure.

Logically, Tongtian shouldn’t have reacted this way. Even if he didn’t want to sign the Investiture of the Gods, he shouldn’t have been so rude. This is indeed abnormal. Something is amiss! Hongjun made a quick calculation with his fingers but failed to deduce anything. Tongtian might be a variable in this great calamity. However, I believe I can control everything.

So he said indifferently, "Since Tongtian is unwilling to sign the Investiture of the Gods, let your disciples achieve Divine Enthronement based on their own abilities, until all 365 principal god positions and 19,600 auxiliary god positions are filled. This matter is concluded. You may all depart."

With a wave of his hand, Hongjun dismissed them, and the Saints departed from the Purple Cloud Palace.

Nuwa bid farewell to everyone and left directly. She had no disciples and couldn’t be bothered with these affairs.

A bunch of contemptible creatures born from moisture and eggs, clad in fur and horns! Being listed is a blessing for them, yet Tongtian is too ignorant to appreciate it! Primeval Lord of Heaven, holding the Investiture of the Gods and the Whip of God, looked triumphant and sneered, "The great calamity has arrived. Does he really think he can hide from it?"

It’s difficult to stop a war, but very easy to start one. I already have a plan. Since Tongtian is unwilling to sign the Investiture of the Gods, then I’ll have my own disciples personally send those contemptible creatures from the Intercepting Sect, born from moisture and eggs and clad in fur and horns, onto the Investiture of the Gods!

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「Elsewhere,」

Master Tongtian returned to Golden Turtle Island and immediately announced that his disciples were to enter seclusion, forbidding them from venturing out and becoming entangled in karmic affairs.

Of course, I know from the chat group that in the original future, I gave the same orders. But in the end, disaster still struck from the heavens, and the Intercepting Sect was wiped out. So this time, I’ve summoned all my disciples back to Golden Turtle Island and sealed it off completely. I’d like to see just how my Intercepting Sect is supposed to be wiped out! As for Divine Enthronement? To hell with Divine Enthronement!