Hearing the other party wanted to challenge the Heaven Origin Prison Suppression Tower, Jun Changxiao was a bit dumbfounded.
Though this guy’s strength was formidable, he seemed very easy to deceive—one sentence made him climb into the cage?
匹夫之勇—”reckless courage”—was probably used to describe this kind of person.
Jun Changxiao didn’t immediately open the Heaven Origin Prison Suppression Tower to let him in, but seriously said: “The trials inside are extremely cruel. Are you sure you want to try?”
“Cut the crap.”
Gu Zhaoxi said impatiently: “I can’t wait any longer!”
Jun Changxiao immediately confirmed this guy was indeed very easy to deceive. He thought: “In the cruel Upper Realm, how did he cultivate to such a high realm?”
In the martial world, martial prowess was certainly important, but without some cunning, one would truly die miserably. This youth before him was completely a hothead. That he could survive until now and have extraordinary cultivation was truly incomprehensible.
“Creak!”
The tightly closed door of the Heaven Origin Prison Suppression Tower slowly opened, with surging energy waves pouring out from inside.
“Strange.”
Gu Zhaoxi sensed it and thought: “Why does this feel a bit familiar?”
While he was hesitating, Jun Changxiao fanned the flames: “If you’re worried you can’t pass the assessment, it’s not too late to regret now.”
“Hmph.”
Gu Zhaoxi said proudly: “In my dictionary, the words ‘regret’ have never existed.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao’s face was expressionless.
From the other party’s physique and speech, it wasn’t hard to tell he really was only twelve or thirteen years old. Calling himself “grandpa” repeatedly—truly had the meaning of being arrogant to the heavens.
Sigh.
Two sworn brothers, talking for so long yet completely failing to recognize each other.
Understandable, after all, Gu Zhaoxi had reincarnated, not only losing part of his memories but his appearance and voice had completely changed. Jun Changxiao definitely couldn’t recognize him unless he took off his clothes to reveal his tattoo, or directly used his real name.
“Please!”
“Step!”
Gu Zhaoxi swaggered forward.
Even if ahead were mountains of blades and seas of fire, he wouldn’t have any fear, because at worst he’d die!
Heaven stripped him of part of his memories and intelligence, but gave him the ability to reincarnate—also a kind of balance in a certain sense.
Just like Jun Changxiao.
His cheat was going swimmingly, but as soon as he opened his mouth it was fatal.
Nobody’s perfect—who doesn’t have flaws?
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Gu Zhaoxi entered the Heaven Origin Prison Suppression Tower. The door closed with a “boom.”
“Whew!”
Li Qingyang and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Though they hadn’t experienced the power of the Heaven Origin Prison Suppression Tower, they deeply knew that once locked inside, even the most iron-willed person would cry for mommy and daddy!
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao waved his hand to retrieve the treasure, standing like Heavenly King Li holding the pagoda, and said: “Er Ya, give this guy proper service!”
Assessment?
Didn’t exist!
He must torture this troublemaker until he was half-dead!
“Yes!”
Er Ya’s voice came to his ear: “Master!”
…
Inside the Heaven Origin Prison Suppression Tower.
When the door closed and the environment became dark, Gu Zhaoxi immediately frowned, because the sense of familiarity rising in his consciousness became increasingly strong.
I?
Have been here before?
Missing memories prevented him from remembering no matter how hard he tried, so he could only cast it aside and continue forward.
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
After walking just a few steps, lights suddenly flashed around him.
Gu Zhaoxi instinctively closed his eyes. After gradually adapting, he saw ahead a girl in leather clothes and boots sitting on a grand chair, right leg crossed over left leg, one hand supporting her chin, one hand holding a whip, her face wearing a harmless smile.
Er Ya.
The warden and absolute soul of the Prison Suppression Tower!
Behind her, Zhao Doudou stood on the left, Dai Lü on the right.
Under the lighting, Er Ya was like the King of Hell, the two like judges—the prison trio, extremely terrifying!
“Here he comes.”
Zhao Doudou smiled and said: “Little brother.”
Though a Pei Sili had recently been locked in, the days were still too boring. Now that someone else had come in, they definitely needed to warmly welcome him.
“Hmph.”
Gu Zhaoxi snorted coldly and said: “How do I take the assessment?”
Er Ya narrowed her eyes and said: “Doudou, Xiao Lü, this guy is quite arrogant.”
“Of course.”
Zhao Doudou said: “Those without arrogance don’t qualify to come in.”
Though the Heaven Origin Prison Suppression Tower was usually used to imprison criminals, another function was specifically to cure all kinds of defiance.
“In that case.”
Er Ya stood up, the Soul-Suppressing Whip freely dangling to the ground. She shook her head and said: “Today we’ll make him put away his arrogance.”
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
Zhao Doudou and Dai Lü quickly retreated, then sat on small stools in the distance, looking like spectators eating melon seeds.
Gu Zhaoxi said: “You want to fight?”
“Correct.”
Er Ya dragged the Soul-Suppressing Whip forward. Because she wore leather clothes and boots, her big sister aura was extremely strong.
Gu Zhaoxi’s gaze filled with intense disdain as he said: “Has the Myriad Ancient Sect run out of people, sending a little girl to assess me?”
“Grandpa?”
Er Ya’s face gradually darkened as she said: “Are you serious?”
Inside the Heaven Origin Prison Suppression Tower, she was the little ancestor, the auntie. This guy actually called himself grandpa—truly asking for a beating!
“Crack!”
Gu Zhaoxi clenched both fists and sneered: “Don’t think just because you’re a girl I won’t dare hit you.”
“Swoosh!”
Just then, Er Ya suddenly swung the Soul-Suppressing Whip at him.
The speed wasn’t fast, the power wasn’t strong. Gu Zhaoxi didn’t take it seriously at all, so he casually raised his hand to grab it.
“Slap!”
His large hand grasped the incoming whip like pliers.
“With just this little ability, you dare assess me…” Gu Zhaoxi suddenly stopped speaking, the smile on his face froze, his entire body as if struck by tens of thousands of volts, instantly electrocuted into a dancing frenzy.
It wasn’t electricity.
It was an attack on the soul!
“Swoosh!”
Er Ya flicked her hand to retract the Soul-Suppressing Whip, which immediately danced about like a silver snake. Countless flowing lights crisscrossed, instantly forming an inescapable net.
“It’s over.” Dai Lü said.
Before joining the Myriad Ancient Sect, though he hadn’t been disciplined by Er Ya, he had personally witnessed many strong people subjected to whipping. Anyone injured would definitely cry and howl like ghosts and wolves.
Sure enough.
As “crack crack crack” sounds rang out, Gu Zhaoxi immediately grimaced and screamed miserably.
Zhao Doudou summoned the modified sound system and pressed the play button. Beautiful singing immediately came from inside: “Every time I think of you, I, wu~ long regret the parting dream.”
“Ah ah ah!”
“Ah ah ah ah!”
Er Ya whipped frantically, Gu Zhaoxi danced frantically. With the musical accompaniment, he instantly transformed into a beat-hitting demon.
“Swoosh!”
After a while, ropes flew over and bound him tightly, hoisting him up.
This scene had been performed in the Lower Realm before.
“Candles!”
“Swoosh!”
Zhao Doudou and Dai Lü simultaneously presented Soul-Suppressing Candles.
“I’ll teach you to be wild, I’ll teach you to be arrogant!” Er Ya held one in each hand, directly splashing wax liquid on his body. Gu Zhaoxi immediately let out pig-like squeals.
This level of discipline penetrated to the bone marrow, penetrated to the soul’s depths, but also slowly broke through the memory seal, making him gradually remember many things, remember that back when he single-mindedly sought death, he had been locked in a place and experienced the same torture!
Remembered!
I remember now!
No wonder this place felt familiar—he’d been here before, and even after experiencing torture, developed tremendous fear of death!
In other words.
This place… was the Heaven Origin Prison Suppression Tower!
“Swoosh!”
Past memories gradually returned. In Gu Zhaoxi’s consciousness appeared a face that overlapped with the Myriad Ancient Sect’s Sect Master he’d just seen. Enduring the soul-deep torture, he shouted loudly: “Old brother, it’s me!”
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