Xu Fang's words ignited the struggle for the futons in the Zixiao Palace.
Countless figures soared upwards, all heading for the six futons at the front, seeking the first opportunity to enter the Zixiao Palace. Among these figures, three were leading the pack, leaving the rest far behind.
Xu Fang glanced and immediately recognized them as the Sanqing. At this moment, Tongtian, relying on the power of the Qingping Sword, was clearing the path for his two elder brothers.
"Hahaha! We Sanqing are the legitimate descendants of Pangu. Who in this world can compare to us? You still have to rank behind us!"
Tongtian laughed heartily and soon, with the white-bearded old Taoist and the middle-aged Taoist beside him, landed safely before the six futons, unceremoniously occupying the first three.
The beings in the Zixiao Palace saw this and felt helpless. They were naturally unwilling to concede, but at this moment, they also sensed a faint, elusive aura within the Zixiao Palace. Although not overtly powerful, it inexplicably suppressed everyone's speed. Seeing this, how could they not know that this was like traversing the chaotic energy; one needed not only fate but also ability! At this moment, most beings, unable to withstand the suppressive force in the air, could only descend and settle for a less advantageous position.
On the side of the demon race, the demon race quartet also felt the invisible force. After some consideration, they knew that with their individual strength, they could not reach the foremost positions.
"Fellow Daoist, help my sister!"
Fuxi, seeing this, quickly spoke and immediately channeled his full strength to empower Nuwa. Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had intended to borrow strength from Fuxi and Nuwa, but Fuxi spoke first, forcing them to suppress their intentions and channel their strength to aid Nuwa. Thus, Nuwa, with the combined might of the four demons, flew to the front without suspense, nodded to the Sanqing, and sat on the fourth futon behind them.
"Oh, it can be done like this? I understand, fellow Daoist Hongyun, let me lend you a hand!"
A hearty voice rang out, and an immortal exerted all his strength, pushing a figure in red robes forward. The red-robed figure landed before the fifth futon and looked back at his good friend with a sense of helplessness.
"Brother Zhenyuanzi, I was supposed to help you. You're being too overbearing!"
"Hahaha! It's fine, your fortune is my fortune. What's the difference?"
Zhenyuanzi laughed heartily and then found a relatively forward position to sit down. Hongyun Daoist saw this and was helpless. This elder brother was always like this, stuffing good things to him, regardless of whether he wanted them or not. After nodding to the Sanqing and Nuwa, Hongyun Daoist sat in the fifth position.
Xu Fang looked at Hongyun Daoist sitting on the futon of ultimate bliss, then at Zhenyuanzi with a look of satisfaction, and sighed silently.
"Alas, Zhenyuanzi, will you ever regret your actions today?"
Xu Fang knew in his heart that this fifth futon was both Hongyun Daoist's opportunity and his tribulation. Zhenyuanzi, acting like an overbearing CEO, sending Hongyun to the fifth futon, unknowingly sent Hongyun Daoist to his death.
"Heh heh! You bunch, without strength, why are you still scrambling for opportunities?"
A figure was far ahead of the others, looking back and sneering.
"This sixth spot belongs to the Great Sage Kunpeng of my Beiming Palace. Disperse!"
With that, a wave of pressure rippled out, stunning the pursuing beings. In the blink of an eye, Kunpeng had unleashed his swift divine abilities and steadily sat on the fifth futon.
"This!"
Everyone was helpless. If you already have such swift divine abilities, why bother making a fuss and showing off your power! However, even though they were resentful, they had to suppress their anger. Great Sage Kunpeng had established the Beiming Palace in the Northern Sea and dominated the region; he was not to be provoked. Helpless, everyone had to find suitable futons based on their abilities.
"Great Sage Kunpeng?"
Xu Fang looked at Kunpeng, who was sitting on the futon of extinction with a smug expression. This was Kunpeng? If he remembered correctly, he had offended this person after saving the Great Peng that day. Great Sage Kunpeng also looked over, his eyes filled with hatred. The moment he saw Xu Fang descend, he recognized the aura as the same one that had killed his offspring.
"Hmph! When the sermon is over, I will make you suffer!"
Kunpeng thought hatefully. Since the sermon was imminent, there was no opportunity for revenge, and he had to endure for now. Xu Fang, seeing Kunpeng's expression, naturally understood that secrets couldn't be kept forever, and the matter had leaked. However, Xu Fang was not afraid. Instead, he sighed. Kunpeng was too focused on staring at him to notice that Yuanshi was looking at him with extreme displeasure.
Xu Fang understood that Kunpeng's origins and conduct had already greatly displeased Yuanshi. Soon, this famous racial discriminator of the Great Desolation would deliver his theory of races! And Kunpeng, how would he know what he was about to lose!
Seeing that the six futons in front were all taken, everyone had no choice but to settle for less, vying for other forward positions. This naturally led to a display of realms and pressure, discussions of origins and lineage, and soon the Zixiao Palace was filled with dazzling lights and flowing auras, with constant disputes. Amidst this endless commotion, only Xu Fang's group appeared particularly out of place, neither fighting nor scrambling, remaining indifferent.
"Senior, when do we make our move?"
Golden-Winged Great Peng Sculpture was the first to lose patience and asked, and everyone's gaze turned towards them.
"Make our move for what?"
"To snatch the futons!"
"When did I ever say I was going to snatch futons!"
Xu Fang shook his head and immediately walked towards a spot and sat down. Everyone was fighting for the front positions now, so the back was naturally unattended, and anyone could sit there.
"No, Senior, you..."
The Golden-Winged Great Peng Sculpture and the others were dumbfounded by Xu Fang's actions, not knowing what to say. After a long while, Dong Wang Gong spoke first.
"No, fellow Daoist, don't you know that the futons represent opportunities, and you had intentions of fighting for them early on? I thought you had a plan, and look at this!"
Dong Wang Gong was speechless. Xu Fang's demeanor just now made it seem as if he had been to the Zixiao Palace before. This gave everyone an inexplicable confidence, thinking he had a plan to stand out, so they all remained still. As a result, the six futons were already claimed, and the front futons were still being contested, while Xu Fang, to everyone's surprise, sat at the very back! We thought you were confident and striving for the best, but it turns out you've given up and are content to be last!