Back in the main hall above the clouds.
Li Dazhi whispered telepathically, "Ping'an, what's going on with the Jie Sect?"
Li Ping'an replied, "They're planning to place some Intercepting Sect Immortals into the Heavenly Court."
"That's a good thing," Li Dazhi said, "doesn't it mean that you'll have a group of powerful experts under your command?"
"What good thing," Li Ping'an sighed, "The Heavenly Court is the court of the Human Race, and I am merely the representative that the Human Emperor has put forward. Without my own strength, I cannot suppress these experts."
"Wait until three years later when your injuries have healed, your cultivation will surely soar."
Li Dazhi blinked, and though he was using solidified sound transmission, he still subconsciously used dialect:
"You can't just take it one step at a time anymore. Although the Heavenly Court is the court of the Human Race, you're going to be the Heavenly Emperor in the future, and you need to plan for yourself."