“Senior Sister Lu, you’re so amazing!”

“Senior Sister Lu, this junior sister doesn’t quite understand something about cultivation. Could you teach me?”

“Senior Sister Lu, with your growth rate, you’ll definitely become a sect elder in the future!”

“Senior Sister Lu…”

On the mountain peak behind the sect, Lu Qianqian stood proudly. The words of those fellow disciples who constantly clung to her back at Taixuan Holy Sect echoed in her ears, and frost gradually gathered on her ice-carved, jade-sculpted face.

The woman sent away by Little Demon Fairy was one of those fellow disciples who used to pester her with questions about the martial way.

To be precise.

She was one of her former admirers.

Unfortunately, after violating sect regulations and being expelled, those fellow disciples who used to surround her suddenly changed their faces and their hearts.

“Whoosh!”

Lu Qianqian let out a gentle breath and waved her sleeve lightly, about to leave, when she noticed Jun Changxiao sitting on a nearby rock.

“Crunch.”

Taking a bite of an apple, he chewed and said, “If you have something bothering you, you can talk to someone about it. That might make you feel better.”

“This disciple has nothing bothering her.” Lu Qianqian turned to leave.

Just as she brushed past Jun Changxiao, she heard him say, “Why were you expelled?”

“I made a mistake.”

“What mistake did you make?”

“A mistake I shouldn’t have made.”

“…”

Jun Changxiao said, “This Seat once asked about your background, and your answer was that knowing too much about some things isn’t necessarily a good thing, but rather a disaster.”

Lu Qianqian fell silent, because she had indeed said that.

Jun Changxiao took another bite of his apple and said, “Looking at it now, it doesn’t seem so terrible.”

“Sect Master, don’t think that just because you won the Dragon-Tiger Championship, you can question the strength of a first-rate sect.” Lu Qianqian said.

“In terms of overall strength, our Eternal Sect is far behind these top-tier sects, but if we’re talking about disciples, we can still compare.” Jun Changxiao said.

“Moreover.”

“You’ve already been expelled, so you have no more connection with Taixuan Holy Sect. Surely they won’t deliberately cause trouble for you?”

Lu Qianqian said, “As long as someone still hates me, there will be trouble.”

“Are you referring to Senior Sister Fang?” Jun Changxiao said.

Lu Qianqian didn’t explain.

Jun Changxiao said, “Those two Taixuan Holy Sect disciples earlier were a bit annoying. This Seat has already ordered Little Mu and the others to follow them secretly and find an opportunity to beat them up.”

Understanding the Sect Master’s personality, Lu Qianqian wasn’t surprised by this, but reminded him, “It will be very troublesome if Taixuan Holy Sect finds out.”

Jun Changxiao said, “When has your Sect Master ever feared trouble?”

“This disciple will take her leave first.”

Lu Qianqian was about to leave when she heard Jun Changxiao say again, “Don’t be like Xingchen, thinking about leaving the sect when you’re discovered, thinking about running away. If the sky falls, there’s a one-meter-eighty-seven tall Sect Master here to hold it up.”

“Are the extra seven centimeters from the host wearing high heels?” The system mocked.

“Scram.”

“This disciple understands.”

Lu Qianqian left anyway. Jun Changxiao sat for a while, tossed away the apple core, then headed to Drizzle Hall.

As soon as he entered, before he could speak, Li Luoqiu preempted him, “I’ve already ordered our members to collect information on Taixuan Holy Sect as quickly as possible, as well as on that Senior Sister Fang the woman mentioned.”

“You understand me.” Jun Changxiao said.

Li Luoqiu said, “I also understand that the Sect Master’s concern for the eldest disciple far exceeds that for other disciples.”

“Really?”

Jun Changxiao scratched his head and said, “This Seat has always been fair and just with disciples, never showing any favoritism.”

…

“Creak.”

The prison cell opened. Jun Changxiao walked in and said, “How have you thought it over?”

Lying on the ground, Zilin Demon King gritted his teeth and said, “Damned human, listen to this… this King well, the Beast Clan will never…”

“I know, I know.”

Jun Changxiao interrupted him, then waved his hand.

One Black and Two Black walked in carrying sumptuous food, quickly filling the entire table.

The originally weak Zilin Demon King, upon smelling those waves of fragrance, immediately perked up, then struggled to stand and sat down without ceremony.

During this period, although subjected to bombardment daily, eating the meals made by Liu Wanshi had actually fattened him up.

Jun Changxiao poured wine for him, saying, “Actually, if you just submit to This Seat, This Seat won’t treat you badly. At the very least, room and board included.”

Zilin Demon King ignored him and started eating with smacking sounds.

After sweeping all the food clean and drinking some wine, he said, “Come! Continue the torture!”

“Take him away.” Jun Changxiao said.

“Boom—”

The sound of bombardment rang out from the back mountain.

Before long, Zilin Demon King was dragged back to the prison cell by his feet.

Jun Changxiao wasn’t in a hurry. In his view, as long as this fellow’s stomach was captured by good food, even if he were as smelly and hard as a stone in a toilet, he could be subdued.

…

“Sect Master, we’re back.”

The next day, Su Xiaomo and Li Fei and the others returned to the sect with smiles on their faces.

They had quietly followed behind that pair of man and woman, and after they left Southwest Yang Province and entered a deep mountain forest, deliberately lured a large batch of fierce beasts to them.

The tactic might be old-fashioned, but it was quite effective.

Although the two Taixuan Holy Sect disciples were capable, being surrounded by countless fierce beasts, they paid a great price before barely managing to fight their way out.

On this trip, they had passed by Eternal Sect by chance and came to mock Lu Qianqian on behalf of Senior Sister Fang or themselves, only to return to their sect covered in injuries. This could be considered a relatively good outcome.

…

Hall Master Li’s efficiency was quite fast. In just a few days, she had collected information on Taixuan Holy Sect.

“Sect Master.”

She reported, “The Senior Sister Fang that woman mentioned should be Fang Lingyu, the most outstanding among Taixuan Holy Sect’s new disciples.”

“Does she have a grudge against Lu Qianqian?” Jun Changxiao said.

Li Luoqiu shook her head, “We haven’t been able to find that out yet.”

Drizzle Hall could now obtain sect intelligence, but only superficial information. As for matters between disciples, if no one in the marketplace discussed it, there was certainly no place to inquire.

“Keep a close eye on this woman.” Jun Changxiao said.

“Yes.”

…

“Whoosh whoosh—”

Inside the inner courtyard’s chambers, surges of magnificent advancement momentum rose up as nearly a hundred more disciples successfully broke through to Wuwang Realm with the help of Wuwang Pills!

Eternal Sect now had more and more disciples at the King level, but they still seemed a bit stretched thin at the Emperor level.

“I say, you four.”

Jun Changxiao collapsed and said, “Can’t you put in some effort and quickly break through to Emperor level?”

“Sect Master, we are putting in effort.”

Jiang Xie said helplessly, “But at the Emperor level, without a higher understanding of the martial way, it’s really difficult to break through.”

He and the Ning brothers had reached peak Wuwang long ago, but after all this time, they still showed no signs of breaking through to Emperor level.

“Sigh.”

Jun Changxiao let out a long sigh.

Breaking through major realms couldn’t be rushed.

“Forget it.”

Jun Changxiao said, “First, go heal your injuries.”

He chose a date and entered the Space-Time Secret Realm.

However, before leaving, he specifically instructed Su Xiaomo not to feed Zilin Demon King, to starve him properly for a few days first.

Of course.

The bombardment would continue daily.

With such an extremely durable target, Xiao Zui’s artillery proficiency soared, even achieving the ability to strike precisely while moving at high speed.

No matter how much he was bombarded, Zilin Demon King didn’t care.

But what he couldn’t tolerate was having his meals cut off!

“Gurgle, gurgle!”

In the dungeon, Zilin Demon King’s belly made uncooperative sounds, and he said weakly, “So… so hungry…”

His stomach had already been spoiled by Liu Wanshi.

After two consecutive days without eating, he suddenly became even weaker than when being bombarded.

Was this eating food or eating illegal substances!

On the fourth day, waves of food fragrance drifted in from the window. Zilin Demon King struggled to stand, his hands weakly grasping the cold iron bars, saying, “This… this King wants to eat… this King wants to eat…”

“You can eat.”

Jun Changxiao’s voice came over, “Submit to me.”

“You…”

Zilin Demon King immediately understood that this fellow was deliberately using food to force him to submit, and roared angrily, “This… this King would rather starve to death than submit to a human!”

“Then continue starving.” Jun Changxiao said.

Thus, Zilin Demon King was starved for another three days.

The most unfortunate one was Zhao Doudou, because he was also going hungry, only able to sustain himself with water during this period!

Big brother!

If you’re going to torment this spirit beast, why drag me along!

“Creak!”

The next day, the door opened and long-absent sunlight shone in.

Su Xiaomo walked in, placed a bowl of fried rice on the table, and beckoned to Zhao Doudou, “Come eat!”

“Swoosh!”

Zhao Doudou, who had been utterly exhausted, upon hearing the words “come eat,” actually stood up directly, then charged toward the table in a pouncing manner, not even bothering with chopsticks, directly grabbing the food with his hands.

Zilin Demon King also wanted to go over but was blocked by Su Xiaomo, who said, “There’s none for you.”

“Smack smack.”

Zhao Doudou, who had been starving for several days, wolfed down that bowl of fried rice, eating until tears nearly fell.

“Gulp.”

Zilin Demon King swallowed his saliva.

Although he tried hard to turn his head away and not watch that fellow eat, his eyeballs very honestly kept moving in the opposite direction.

“So satisfying!”

After finishing the fried rice, Zhao Doudou lay on the wooden plank stroking his belly, feeling that life had reached its peak, that life had reached its pinnacle.

“Dam… damned…”

After Su Xiaomo left, Zilin Demon King struggled to walk to the table, saw that the bowl didn’t even have a single grain of rice, and his eyes turned red with anger.

Next.

Eternal Sect disciples would come as promised with a bowl of fried rice for Zhao Doudou to eat, making him incredibly envious.

Endure!

This King will endure!

“Truly a delicacy of the mortal realm!”

One day, after Zhao Doudou finished eating fried rice and just lay down, Zilin Demon King walked over again and saw a single grain of rice remaining on the edge of the bowl, his eyes immediately shining with light!

He struggled to lift the bowl, bringing his head close.

Just then, a voice came from his left ear: “You are Zilin Demon King, you are a Beast Clan king. How can you bow down for a single grain of rice? Listen to me, smash the bowl!”

Right!

This King is a Beast Clan king, I must persevere!

Just as Zilin Demon King was about to raise the bowl, a voice came from his right ear: “Humans have a saying, ‘A real man can bend and stretch.’ Now trapped in a desperate situation, only by finding a way to survive will there be a chance to see the light of day again!”

“Smash it!”

“Eat it!”

Two voices argued in his ears.

Zilin Demon King’s face twisted as he fell into a dilemma.

Finally, he shook his head to make both voices completely disappear, then stuck out his tongue and moved the tip toward the grain of rice on the edge of the bowl.

Stuck it on, withdrew it.

Although it was merely a single grain of rice.

Combined with the ingredients, it exuded the most stimulating taste for his nerves!

Boom!

Zilin Demon King was struck as if by lightning again, his scorched hair standing on end once more!

His soul once again ran under the setting sun, chasing after the lost youth and childhood.

“So delicious… so delicious…” Zilin Demon King put down the bowl, pressed his hands on the table, struggling to support his weak body, and bean-sized tears fell.

“Snap.”

A bowl of steaming hot fried rice appeared in his field of vision.

Jun Changxiao stood beside him, pushing it forward with his hand, saying, “This Seat has changed his mind. I don’t plan to make you submit, just join Eternal Sect.”

“Join Eternal Sect?”

Zilin Demon King struggled to raise his head, his gaze flashing with anger, “What’s the difference between that and submission?”

“There is a difference.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Submit and you’re a servant, join the sect and you’re a disciple.”

“The Beast Clan will never be enslaved!” Zilin Demon King said.

Jun Changxiao pushed the fried rice forward again, saying, “This Seat provides room and board.”

“You’re insulting a Beast Clan king!” Zilin Demon King said angrily.

Jun Changxiao said, “The fried rice is right in front of you now. If you agree, eat it. If you don’t, knock it over. The decision is in your hands.”

Zilin Demon King lowered his head, looking at that bowl of steaming fried rice, making a difficult choice in his heart.

“Jun Sect Master.”

Zhao Doudou said weakly, “If he won’t eat it, I will!”

“Then come eat it.” Jun Changxiao said.

Zhao Doudou hurried over, grinning as he was about to grab that bowl of fried rice when Zilin Demon King suddenly turned his head, his eyes sharp, “Scram.”

“Plop!”

He sat down and picked up the chopsticks.

Looking at Jun Changxiao, he said, “It’s agreed, I’ll only be a disciple, not a slave!”

“Room and board included.” Jun Changxiao said.

Zilin Demon King could no longer restrain himself and began eating in large mouthfuls.

As grains of fried rice rolled and were chewed in his mouth, the impact of the delicious food made him feel like he was running into the depths of the universe, chasing after that gradually lost dignity.

“Snap.”

Jun Changxiao took out the enrollment form, holding the brush, “Zilin Demon King obviously can’t be used as a name, so let’s just use Zilin.”

Zilin Demon King ignored him and continued eating the fried rice.

In a short while, he ate it all clean, then said, “Another bowl!”

Jun Changxiao placed the completed enrollment form in front of him, passed over the ink pad, “Press your handprint on the name, and there’s a big pot of fried rice in the kitchen for you to eat as much as you want.”

Hearing there was still a big pot, Zilin Demon King’s eyes immediately lit up, and he pressed his handprint on the name “Zilin” without hesitation.

“Ding! Sect members: 20001/50000.”

Jun Changxiao retrieved the enrollment form, thinking to himself, “Finally got this fellow.”

“Little Mu.”

“Quickly unlock the ankle chain for your junior brother.”

“Yes!”

“Click click click!”

The chains binding Zilin Demon King’s feet were opened.

He swayed as he walked out of the prison cell. Because it was just noon and the sun was rather harsh, he raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight, unable to adapt.

Damned human!

This King will first play along with you… what was it, play along like a snake!

Once I recover my health and regain my strength, I’ll step on you and all your sect disciples and rub you hard into the ground!

“Snap!”

Suddenly, a pair of underwear flew over and hit Zilin Demon King in the face.

Jun Changxiao said, “Don’t leave your toothpick exposed all the time.”

These were the never-wearing-out underwear obtained from Supreme Products, not only triangular but also red, probably the same style as Superman’s.

…

“Smack smack.”

Zilin Demon King sat in the dining hall eating fried rice in large mouthfuls. Now that he was wearing sexy little underwear, readers could remove the mosaic on their own.

One Black and Two Black continuously placed various delicacies on the table.

After finishing her work, Liu Wanshi sat beside him and smiled, “Senior Sister’s cooking is delicious, isn’t it?”

Zilin Demon King stopped and said, “You made this food?”

“That’s right.”

Liu Wanshi said, “Since you’ve become a sect disciple, from now on, I’ll be in charge of all your meals.”

Zilin Demon King said nothing more and ate various delicacies with his head down, his soul running constantly under the setting sun, while the dignity that came from being a Beast Clan king grew more and more distant…