High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

The Lord of the Origin knew very well that if the Origin Temple suddenly rose to power, the Myriad Paths Holy Court and the Immortal Heavenly Pavilion would not stand idly by.

Although those two transcendent beings will not act easily, their forces will react immediately.

At that time, even with the master in charge, it will become a long tug-of-war, increasing the variables.

He needed a more discreet route, an excuse that wouldn't alert those two detached forces.

At this very moment, Su Jie appeared.

This young man from the primordial universe came into his view with seven azure-colored achievements.

He broke through to the ninth-order Supreme Being within a thousand years and stood before him.

With his discerning eye, he could tell at a glance that this young man was a born troublemaker who would stir up trouble wherever he went.

However, this suited him perfectly, allowing him to turn the landscape of the nine great temples upside down as the Dao Child of the Primordial Temple.

If a young and impetuous Daoist causes trouble outside and suppresses the arrogance of other temples, who would think that someone is behind it?

All he needs to do is clean up the mess for Su Jie. By then, even if the Myriad Paths Holy Court and the Immortal Heavenly Pavilion become alert, it will be too late.

Having lived for so long, he had long since learned that some moves in chess require silence, and some things cannot be rushed.

He doesn't mind taking more time to plan; he can afford to wait.

Putting aside his thoughts, the Lord of the Primordial Beginning's gaze fell on Su Jie, his gaunt face showing no change in expression.

He stood with his hands behind his back, shifting his gaze from Su Jie to the eight eternal representatives from various forces below the stage.

His gaze was not intense, even peaceful, but everyone whose eyes he swept over felt a slight shiver run down their spine, as if they had been glanced at unintentionally by a sleeping giant.

"I know what you are thinking." The voice of the Primordial Lord was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every one of the Eight Eternals.

"A top-grade cosmic treasure paired with a ninth-tier supreme being. Some people might think this is something worth considering."

His tone was flat and monotone, as if he were stating something that had nothing to do with him.

"Let me make this clear today. Su Jie is the Dao Child of the Primordial Temple, and my personal disciple."

Anyone who attacks him is declaring war on the Primordial Temple and on me.

"I don't care who you are or who's backing you; if you lay a hand on me, you'll bear the consequences."

He paused.

"You can choose not to believe it, or you can try it."

No one responded; the viewing area was so quiet you could hear the wind rustling through your robes.

The Primordial Lord said nothing more. He had said what needed to be said; the rest was for those people to consider.

A thought silently entered the consciousness of the Heavenly Evolution Palace Master.

The Lord of the Heavenly Evolution Palace paused slightly, then nodded almost imperceptibly.

The Primordial Lord took one last look at Su Jie's back before turning and stepping into the void rift behind him.

A dark golden light engulfed his figure, and he vanished from the spot.

Only after the spatial fluctuation completely dissipated did some people in the viewing area slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

Those eight Eternals whose gazes were swept over by the Lord of the Primordial Beginning all found that a thin layer of sweat had seeped out of their backs.

Although they did not know that the Primordial Lord was already ten eternal beings, the oppressive feeling from the level of life still caused their souls to instinctively shrink.

Su Jie did not step down from the platform, because according to the ceremony's procedures, after the coronation ceremony, there was one last item: guests from all sides would come forward to offer their congratulations.

This is not a mandatory part of the event, but most of the representatives invited today will take this opportunity to get up close and personal with this newly appointed Taoist Master.

The elder in charge of etiquette from the Primordial Temple appeared silently below the platform.

He raised his hand and made a sweeping motion in the air, and a pale golden barrier rose from the edge of the platform, enveloping the entire platform.

That was a ceremonial precaution to prevent those offering congratulations from inadvertently triggering the restrictions when they approached the platform.

"Your Highness, Daozi," the elder said softly, "the congratulatory guests are about to arrive; please take your place in the center immediately."

Su Jie nodded slightly and stood with his hands behind his back.

The first to step forward was the representative from inside the Primordial Temple, the Lord of the Heavenly Evolution Temple.

Alone, he walked unhurriedly up the floating walkway in front of the platform and stopped three zhang away from Su Jie.

He nodded slightly, his deep, starry eyes falling on Su Jie, his tone carrying a hint of casual familiarity:

"Congratulations. From now on, your authority is almost the same as mine. Are you feeling the pressure?"

Su Jie's lips curved slightly: "Don't worry, Palace Master, this disciple will not abuse my authority."

The Lord of Tianyan Palace snorted: "Whether you abuse it or not is your business, just don't empty the temple's treasury."

He paused, then lowered his voice slightly: "The Lord of the Primordial Beginning truly values ​​you. That sword… he bestowed it upon you?"

The second half of the question was asked very softly, so that only the two of them could hear it.

Su Jie replied in a low voice, "No, it's mine."

The Heavenly Evolution Palace Master's eyelids twitched. He stared at Su Jie for a couple of breaths, then took a deep breath.

He didn't press further, but simply said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"...You can contact me anytime if you need anything. Also, your senior brother wants to see you after the ceremony, and I'll take you there."

After saying that, he turned around and walked down the floating walkway, his thin face showing no sign of anything unusual.

But Su Jie noticed that his fingers, which were behind his back, clenched slightly as he went down the steps.

Next to step forward was the Lord of Tian Shu Palace.

His face was cold and stern, and he never smiled. He simply stood at the end of the floating walkway and slightly clasped his hands in a fist salute towards Su Jie.

"Taozi, I have admired you for a long time."

Then he turned and left, decisively and cleanly, without even exchanging a single word of pleasantries.

The Palace Master of Tianxuan Palace walked behind, a smile on his face: "Daozi's sword is truly a fine sword. Perhaps I could see it for myself another day?"

Su Jie smiled and replied, "Sure thing."

The Palace Master of Tianxuan nodded in satisfaction, patted the hem of his robe, and leisurely walked down the path.

The two palace masters, Tianji and Tianquan, spoke one after the other, both offering polite congratulatory remarks.

Su Jie responded to each of them, maintaining a proper distance without being too distant or too intimate.

After the five hall masters stepped down, it was the turn of the elders.

One by one, those white-haired, ancient monsters who had lived for countless eons walked up the path.

Some simply bowed slightly from afar, said "Congratulations, Daozi," and then withdrew.

Some would linger in front of Su Jie for a moment, their eyes revealing satisfaction, before leaving with a smile.

Su Jie calmly dealt with each person, but in his heart he was silently sensing the aura of each elder. The foundation of the Primordial Temple was much deeper than he had imagined.

As the last elder stepped off the walkway, the void in front of the floating walkway rippled slightly.

A moon-white figure floated slowly from the viewing area and landed at the end of the floating walkway.

That was Elder Ni Chang, one of the Eight Eternal Ones of the Celestial Maiden Temple. She had a dignified face and a unique aloofness and detachment characteristic of the Celestial Maiden Temple.

She wasn't wearing an elder's robe, but rather a moon-white long dress with a gossamer-thin outer garment, which made her graceful figure appear and disappear, yet also conveyed a sense of distance that suggested she was "to be admired from afar but not to be touched."