Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1602 - 368: Can This Cripple Handle It? (4)
Previously on Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!...
Mei Tu declared, "Precisely, the Master has constantly sealed off this Ruins, barring the Dharma King from entry and constantly providing Han Lin’er with chances. Had the Dharma King been permitted inside, events wouldn’t have unfolded this way, and the Qiankun Great Method would have been retrieved long ago."
"Precisely, precisely."
Chou Niu agreed loudly, as Du Zundao chuckled and announced, "Fellows, I fully grasp your aims, and I offer no more words except this vow: should I ascend to Sect Hierarch, the Four Great Dharma Kings’ roles must be reassessed, with you three topping my list of choices."
These words left the Three Venerables momentarily shocked, yet soon they flashed broad smiles, since few things in life surpass the thrill of advancement and wealth.
Who could resist climbing higher instead of lingering in mediocrity?
Such was Du Zundao’s cunning strategy in politics.
Right then, Chou Niu furrowed his brow lightly and remarked, "Dharma King, after your rise to Sect Hierarch, one Dharma King spot opens up, and with the Dragon King’s departure, another follows. Yet only two spots remain, while we number three."
Hearing this, Du Zundao laughed softly, "Old Niu, you’re sharp, spotting the fine details, though you overlooked something. Upon my elevation to Sect Hierarch, won’t Mr. Guan advance to Venerable?"
His statement stunned all present, but comprehension dawned swiftly, prompting a collective chorus of, "Yes, yes indeed."
Du Zundao continued, "Thus, we’re all set. In due course, Old Niu becomes Niu Dharma King, you turn into Rabbit Dharma King, and Chen Long steps up as the fresh Dragon King."
Dragon King!
Chen Long’s eyes bulged at the words, recalling how the Sea Dragon King Fang Guozhen had once been their revered hero.
Now, imagining bearing the Sea Dragon King title someday filled him with boundless excitement.
In this way, Du Zundao crafted an impeccable, magnificent blueprint, swiftly securing the allegiance of these elders.
Meanwhile, two figures stayed out of that conversation.
"Mr. Guan, are you truly fine with Dharma King Du claiming the Sect Hierarch role?"
Just then, someone turned to Mr. Guan with the question. Short in stature, yet blessed with lengthy arms reaching his knees, he looked like a monkey from a distance.
That was none other than Elder Shen Hou, the loyal ally of Mr. Guan.
Mr. Guan eyed the sycophantic scene nearby and replied, "Du Zundao excels at capturing loyalties. For the Zoroastrian Sect’s enduring prosperity, clashing with him is unwise. He embodies the core interests of most in the Zoroastrian Sect now."
Far from dim-witted, Mr. Guan possessed keen intelligence. He understood the unstoppable momentum. And that momentum? It stood right before them.
With Zoroastrian Sect members indifferent to the Sect Hierarch’s identity, prioritizing only personal gains, Mr. Guan saw Liu Futong’s doom sealed.
No full commitment to Ming King’s bloodline from these folks, no matter how heartbreaking Ming King’s demise, guaranteeing no sect-wide backing for his heirs.
As seen presently, Du Zundao dangled a prime Dharma King post to make Han Miaozhen yield to him meekly.
Currently, three such posts pulled Chen Long, Chou Niu, and Mei Tu into his fold, with other elders soon to follow suit.
Under these conditions, opposition to him proved impossible. Mr. Guan couldn’t dare, lest his backers clash with Du Zundao’s, shattering the hard-won unity of the Zoroastrian Sect.
Hence, prioritizing the bigger picture was essential. Mr. Guan longed for the era when the Zoroastrian Sect brimmed with luminaries.
Those days featured Ming King, Laughing Buddha, Yushan Shangren, Dragon King, and the mighty figures...
Deep in contemplation, Mr. Guan sat lost in reverie, until a sudden cry rang out: "Ming King has arrived!"
Shock rippled through the crowd instantly, all eyes turning toward the entrance.