Primitive: Never Be the Leader of Male Immortals
9 : Dijun’s scheme, Zhunti’s shamelessness 4

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In the eyes of the innate gods, the Demon Master Kun Peng was the one who sat on the fifth futon before Fuxi.

Fuxi looked at Kun Peng and said,""Kun Peng Dao friendly divine power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fuxi turned around and walked toward the seat in the front of the second row without any hesitation.

Over there, Prince of the East had reserved a seat for Fuxi, the second seat in the second row.

Kun Peng looked at Fuxi in confusion, then looked at the futon under him." Did I really sit on this futon before Fuxi?"”

After thinking for a while, Kun Peng, who did not understand, did not think too much about it.

There was only a futon on each side.

Fuxi did not even care about it, so why did he have to think so much?

Fuxi sat down beside Prince of the East, shook his head and said secretly,""Just as I was about to sit on it, a strong repulsive force came from the praying mat.”

"If it weren't for Fellow Daoist's reminder, I would have made a big joke out of myself!”

" I was just about to sit on the first futon when I was pushed away by a strong repulsive force," said Prince of the East.”

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, on the other hand, was able to easily sit on it.”

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, do you have any ideas?”

Fuxi said faintly,"I'm afraid this praying mat is very mysterious!"”

Upon hearing this, Prince Donghuang rolled his eyes.

Fuxi's words made no difference.

Suddenly, Fuxi said," Fellow Daoist Prince of the East, please make a trip to Mount Phoenix Resting after this lecture!"”

"Fuxi has something to discuss with you, Fellow Daoist Dong Wang Gong!”

Fuxi made another request, and it was more serious than the last time.

Donghuang Wang's eyes sparkled. He nodded thoughtfully and agreed.

"Looks like Fuxi must have obtained some incredible information!”

"And you can guess what I've learned!”

While Prince of the East and Fuxi were talking, Hongyun sat on the sixth futon under the protection of Zhenyuanzi.

Seeing this, the others stopped fighting and began to look for other seats.

Emperor Jun Taiyi came to the second row and sat on the right of Fuxi, which was the third and fourth seats in the second row.

After sitting down, Emperor Jun took the initiative to explain to Fuxi,""Fellow Daoist Fuxi, I apologize on behalf of the Demon Master!”

"Demon Master didn't mean to snatch Fellow Daoist's seat. It's just that he couldn't stop using his divine ability.”

"Before the Demon Master makes his move, the fifth praying mat is empty!”

If it was the Fuxi from before, he would have been moved by Emperor Jun's magnanimity even though he would not have immediately submitted to Emperor Jun's apology.

Besides, he needed to do something with the Luck of the Demon Tribe. When Emperor Jun invited Fuxi to join the Demon Tribe, Fuxi would certainly agree to it.

But the current Fuxi would not.

Fuxi, who had been guided by Prince of the East and had regained his Taoist Heart, had seen through Emperor Jun's plan.

The reason why Emperor Jun treated him so politely was that he wanted to recruit him.

For a natural emperor like Dijun, only benefits were the most practical thing.

His words were beautiful, the demon race did not suffer any losses, the Demon Master Kun Peng was still sitting on the fifth futon, and he, Fuxi, did not make any compensation.

Fuxi said lightly," You're too kind, Emperor Jun. The Demon Master is powerful, but Fuxi is not as good as him. I know my limits."”

Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun, you don't have to apologize!"

The estrangement in Fuxi's words was beyond Emperor Jun's expectation.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

In the past, when Emperor Jun subdued the ten Demonic Gods, the ten Demonic Gods would bow down to him as long as Emperor Jun showed his attitude. They were all impressed by Emperor Jun's natural bearing as an emperor.

Even the Demon Master Kun Peng only spent a little more effort.

Even though the Demon Master Kun Peng was only in a cooperative relationship with the two of them, at least the Demon Master Kun Peng did not have any estrangement with him.

However, Emperor Jun did not think too much about it. He only thought that Fuxi was still upset about Kunpeng stealing his seat, which implicated him.

Emperor Jun thought that with his magnanimity as an emperor, he only needed to spend more effort to pull Fuxi into the Demon Tribe.

In fact, Emperor Jun was trying to win over Fuxi not only for Fuxi, but also for Goddess Nvywa.

His Emperor Life Providence gave him a sharp intuition that allowed him to detect the fate of some living beings.

He was able to start from scratch, unite all the races, and become a demon because of this intuition.

Goddess Nvywa's Luck was the strongest among all the creatures Emperor Jun had seen so far, even stronger than the Three Pure Ones of Pangu.

This was an incredible thing for Emperor Jun.

Goddess Nvywa's Luck was very important to Emperor Jun.

The secret told Emperor Jun that whether Nvywa joined the Demon Tribe or not would determine whether the Demon Tribe could suppress the Wu Tribe in the future.

If they were not in the Zixiao Palace, Emperor Jun would have invited Fuxi and Nuwa.

Emperor Jun laughed heartily and said," Fellow Daoist Fuxi is magnanimous!”

"How about this, after the Sage's lecture, if Fellow Daoist Fuxi is free, you can visit the Sun Star as a guest.”

"Recently, the demon god under my command has just presented a high-grade innate spiritual root, the Dao Comprehension Tea Tree!”

"When the time comes, I will call the demon master over. We will sit down and discuss the Dao together, drink tea and chat. Wouldn't that be great?”

Fuxi declined after a fake exchange of pleasantries with Emperor Jun.

Emperor Jun looked normal, but Taiyi was unhappy.

If Emperor Jun hadn't stopped him, Taiyi would have attacked Fuxi long ago.

In Taiyi's eyes, Fuxi had rejected his brother's sincere offer. He was not giving face to his brother and the demon race.

Those who dared to not give face to their big brother and the demon race deserved to die!

After the unpleasant exchange between Fuxi and Emperor Jun, Zhunti Jieyin arrived at Zixiao Palace, travel-worn.

The two of them cried and fought for the heavens and the earth, acting pitiful and trying to gain sympathy, and actually made the good old man Hong Yun give up his seat.

Seeing Hongyun give up his seat and Jieyin sit on the sixth futon, Fuxi's eyes lit up. He looked at Hongyun and Jieyin deeply and then fixed his eyes on the fifth futon.

"Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun, I'm afraid that the Demon Master's seat will be unstable!”

"Fellow Daoist Dijun, aren't you going to make any preparations?”

Fuxi said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Emperor Jun was slightly stunned.

While Emperor Jun was thinking about what Fuxi meant, Zhunti said to Kunpeng,""Who are you to be able to be on the same level as the Primordial True Cultivators?”

It turned out that Zhunti had always thought that the Demon Master Kunpeng was a soft persimmon that could be pinched.

Kun Peng's already gloomy face instantly turned black.

However, before Kun Peng could counterattack, Heavenly Lord of the Origin shouted,"This fellow daoist is right!"

"You're just a wet egg, wearing a unicorn and armor. What qualifications do you have to be on the same level as me!”

"Hurry up and get lost!"

"Give up your seat!"

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