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Chapter 710: Sima Ce\'s Frustration

Sima Ce couldn\'t understand their reaction. It didn\'t make sense. Reopening the heavens would benefit the entire world, not just the one who accomplished it. Almost everyone would gain from it. Why were they looking at him so oddly? Were they out of their minds?

No, it wasn\'t that they were out of their minds. They just felt Sima Ce was too naive. How could an outsider from the Great Thousand World comprehend the intricacies of their micro world? Each emperor present wanted to open the heavens, but who would be the one to do it? And who had the capability?

Calling Gu Shentong incompetent? Only someone from the Great Thousand World would be so ignorant. The eight powerful attendees knew well how formidable Gu Shentong was. Saying he was incompetent? Was it him being incompetent or Sima Ce being ridiculous?

The emperors\' silence made Sima Ce feel as if a flock of crows was flying over his head, adding to his discomfort. Were the emperors here so focused on their cultivation that they had lost their wits?

"What do you think?" Sima Ce asked, feeling exasperated.

"Not much," Kong Lietian replied indifferently.

Ying didn\'t speak, merely tapping his fingers on the dragon throne, giving Sima Ce a fleeting glance before drifting off into his own thoughts.

"Are all people from the Great Thousand World like you?" Zhong Shan asked curiously.

Everyone chuckled softly.

Sima Ce felt an urge to scream. What kind of micro world was this? Were its emperors all abnormal?

"I think it\'s feasible," Gu Zhengyi suddenly said calmly.

The sudden support brightened Sima Ce\'s eyes. Finally, someone normal.

The other emperors frowned at Gu Zhengyi but didn\'t rebuke him.

"Feasible? Good, let\'s continue then," Sima Ce said, taking a deep breath.

"Alright."

"Opening the heavens is a grand endeavor. It must be done by those who haven\'t yet become immortals. If a sovereign succeeds in opening the heavens, they will instantly become a celestial being. Those with exceptional fortune may even advance further. Additionally, the status of the heavenly positions will directly reach the \'birth position,\' accelerating cultivation a thousandfold, achieving the rank of Saint King. Not only will the sovereign rise, but their subjects within the dynasty will also ascend, their positions determining their level of celestial rank. Moreover, the entire micro world\'s populace will benefit from the Great Thousand World\'s blessings, optimizing their physiques and granting everyone a trace of innate energy. This is the advantage of the micro world," Sima Ce explained.

"So what?" Kong Lietian asked, frowning.

The others looked at Sima Ce strangely, as if he was stating the obvious. Communicating with these wild individuals was truly exhausting.

"I\'ve researched the records of this world. Do you know why Gu Shentong failed to open the heavens?" Sima Ce asked solemnly.

"And why is that?" Ying asked, his tone tinged with mockery.

"Because the Luo Heavenly Dynasty wasn\'t strong enough!" Sima Ce declared.

"Oh?"

"At that time, the Luo Heavenly Dynasty only occupied the eastern part of Shenzhou. If the Luo Heavenly Dynasty had ruled the entire world, if Gu Shentong had harnessed the power of the whole world, wouldn\'t opening the heavens have been as easy as turning a hand?" Sima Ce asserted confidently.

"Easy as turning a hand?" Ying sneered coldly.

The others also looked at Sima Ce oddly.

Sima Ce now felt that communicating with these "barbarians" was incredibly frustrating. Every sentence he uttered was met with resistance and skepticism. Wasn\'t he making sense? Were they all idiots?

Sima Ce was puzzled, while the others looked at him with equal curiosity. Was this envoy from the Taichu Holy Court out of his mind? How could he say such absurd things?

"What exactly do you want?" Zhong Shan frowned and asked.

Zhong Shan felt that coming here might have been a mistake, having to listen to Sima Ce\'s childish remarks.

"I want your four dynasties to merge into one, then have one person reopen the heavens!" Sima Ce stated confidently.

Finally, Sima Ce got to the point, feeling a bit excited. However, the four emperors just stared at him silently, as if he were a fool.

Was this guy out of his mind? How could he say something like that?

Sima Ce was equally stunned by their reactions. At this point, shouldn\'t they be showing some kind of excitement or agreement? What did their expressions mean? Did he speak too profoundly?

Both sides were perplexed, and Sima Ce was frustrated. Why did everything feel so off today?

The strange atmosphere wasn\'t entirely the fault of either side. The issue was that Sima Ce overestimated himself and underestimated these so-called "barbarians" of the micro world.

If a sage had said these things, the four emperors might have taken it differently. But coming from a celestial being at a conference called by himself, it sounded immature rather than wise.

Merge into one dynasty? Did he think it was that simple? Did he think each emperor was a quail, ready to join hands and be friends? Although the four emperors were currently united against a common threat, they were inherently at odds, each hoping to eliminate the others. Expecting them to become friends and merge their dynasties with a single sentence was absurd. Who would rule? Who would submit?

A sage might have the authority to make such demands, but Sima Ce?

Moreover, in many micro worlds, Earth Immortals could dominate the world, but here, none of these four emperors were pushovers.

The situation reached an impasse.

The group exchanged glances, their year-long preparation leading to awkward silence. Sima Ce was speechless, realizing that they weren\'t pondering his words but rather looking at him with disdain.

Disdain? Sima Ce felt another wave of irritation.

"Merge into one dynasty, and who will reopen the heavens?" Kong Lietian asked with a smirk.

At this moment, the four emperors understood that this conference was a failure or perhaps a joke from the start.

Finally, someone responded, and Sima Ce felt relieved.

"I think it should be one of the four of you. Clearly, Zhong Shan, being only at the Emperor Extreme Realm, isn\'t suitable!" Sima Ce began.

First, he excluded Zhong Shan. Zhong Shan wasn\'t upset, instead watching Sima Ce with interest. He had no expectations from this conference but found studying these people from the Great Thousand World intriguing.

"So, among the three of you, I think Gu Zhengyi is the most suitable. After all, an ancestor of his once succeeded in this endeavor. Many of his methods could be reused. Ying and Kong Lietian, you just need to support Dayong in reopening the heavens," Sima Ce said.

The emperors exchanged puzzled glances.

"Oh? I should reopen the heavens? And what about you?" Gu Zhengyi asked, narrowing his eyes.

Everyone turned to look at Sima Ce. At this moment, the emperors\' perceptions shifted. Sima Ce was too arrogant, unable to recognize his position. To these emperors, who valued self-cultivation, Sima Ce\'s lack of self-awareness made him unworthy of serious discussion.

However, from his ultimate goal, it was clear what the Holy King of the Taichu Holy Court intended.

"I will fully support you, but you must temporarily change your nation\'s name to \'Taichu\' during the creation of the new heavens. Afterward, you can rename it as you wish," Sima Ce said solemnly.

Everyone: "..."

It was obvious that the Taichu Holy Court was aiming to seize the fortune of creating the heavens. Did Sima Ce really think he was invincible in this world?

Indeed, Sima Ce believed himself to be invincible in this realm. Otherwise, he wouldn\'t have uttered so many words that left the four emperors in such a quandary. In Sima Ce\'s mind, having a Heavenly Extreme Realm Twelfth Layer cultivator in a micro world was a rarity that occurred once in a million years. With Gu Shentong gone, how could there be anyone else of that caliber? He wasn\'t negotiating; he was issuing commands.

Seizing the fortune of creating the heavens? The four emperors looked at Sima Ce with peculiar expressions.

"I have no objections. If you can persuade everyone, I\'ll create the new heavens," Gu Zhengyi suddenly said with a smile.

Such a proposal was naturally agreeable to Gu Zhengyi. Whether it succeeded or not, he had nothing to lose. He wouldn\'t oppose the others; if Sima Ce could handle the rest, why not go along with it?

Though Gu Zhengyi himself found it unrealistic, with Sima Ce so eager, he saw no reason to decline.

Seeing Gu Zhengyi\'s agreement, Sima Ce felt somewhat satisfied and turned to look at Ying and Kong Lietian.

Perhaps Sima Ce had never intended to seek Zhong Shan\'s opinion in the first place.

"What do you think, Your Majesties?" Sima Ce asked gravely.

Gu Zhengyi didn\'t care, but the others weren\'t so easy to sway. In fact, they found Sima Ce\'s proposal laughable.

The Taichu Holy Court? Sima Ce had truly disappointed everyone.

"Is the joke over? Open your world," Kong Lietian said indifferently.

Kong Lietian was ready to leave. Although he came from the Great Thousand World and knew of the Taichu Holy Court\'s strength, he couldn\'t understand why they had sent someone like Sima Ce this time.

Kong Lietian\'s impatience was evident, which unsettled Sima Ce. Ying shared the same expression. Even that mere Emperor Extreme Realm cultivator had the same look? Was he seeing this correctly?

Regardless of their expressions, Sima Ce knew that this Luntian Conference had lost its purpose. They were a bunch of stubborn "barbarians."

Sima Ce\'s expression gradually turned cold.

"Won\'t you reconsider?" Sima Ce asked coldly.

"No need. Open your \'world.\' You consider it," Zhong Shan said.

Sima Ce glared fiercely at Zhong Shan before letting out a cold laugh. "Since you\'ve entered my world and refuse to drink a toast, you think you can leave?"

Was Sima Ce planning to resort to violence?

If Zhong Shan didn\'t know the emperors\' capabilities, he might have been concerned. But now, he could only feel pity for Sima Ce. If Sima Ce had attacked each dynasty separately, he might have had a chance. But gathering all the emperors in one place to slaughter them? That was a grave miscalculation.