Primordial frowned and sternly said, "Tongtian, now is not the time for you to throw a tantrum. Do you not know the caliber of your own disciples?"
Tongtian clasped the scroll in his hand and said solemnly, "In my eyes, they are all excellent and are my successors."
The Saint Zhunti looked at Tongtian, trying to persuade him, "Elder brother, just sign a few more. With only these disciples, completing the Divine Enthronement will be impossible. Being listed in the 'Investiture of the Gods' by the heavens may not be a bad thing."
Tongtian spoke coldly, "You all care for your disciples, but do you think I am willing to let mine be driven by others? There's no need to discuss this further, I will not sign the 'Investiture of the Gods' again."
Primordial, somewhat frustrated and disappointed, said, "How can you be so obstinate?"
"Brother, should the 'Investiture of the Gods' require signing up all your disciples, would you be willing?"
"Our disciples are different."
