“Creak!”

In the first floor prison of Tianyuan Prison-Suppressing Tower, Commander Yu was thrown into a cell.

Living in the adjacent cell, Yin saw an old acquaintance, and the expression on his face immediately became spectacular.

This was the Flying Tiger Army’s commander—how did she also get thrown in here? Could it be… the Astral Spirit Realm’s situation was dire?

Still having the mind to worry about this problem—it seemed the prison trio’s daily care for him still wasn’t enough.

“Another one with considerable strength has entered.” Living across from him, Zhang San sat cross-legged on the bed, his gaze excited as he said, “Could it be that Sect Master Jun is the person who will change the world’s structure?”

This fellow was quite pitiful.

Since confessing, although he hadn’t been “cared for,” he had remained locked in prison with no day of release in sight.

It wasn’t that Jun Changxiao was deliberately making things difficult, but he was afraid the person would run away again.

As a talent who could perceive the future, he had to be controlled first. Who knows, he might come in handy later.

“No.”

Zhang San said, “I must divine again.”

“Buzz!”

“Buzz!”

He took out oracle bones, copper coins, and other items, casually scattering them on the Five Elements Eight Trigrams plate, then clasped both hands together, muttering incantations.

“Heavenly Eye, open!”

After a moment, his two fingers pressed against his forehead.

“Swoosh—”

An eye similar to Erlang Shen’s appeared between his eyebrows, flashing with special radiance that abruptly merged into the void.

At that moment, Zhang San shivered as if electrocuted, his entire person frozen in place. His soul followed the Spirit of Time and Space flying toward the distance, flying toward the future.

This kind of thing—he was an old hand at it.

However, what left him astonished was that after his soul, escorted by the Spirit of Time and Space, passed through layers of folded space, what he saw was a patch of chaos, a hazy blur.

“What’s going on?”

Zhang San was somewhat dumbfounded.

In the past, every time he didn’t hesitate to consume lifespan to peek at the future, he could always see the images he wanted. But this time, why was there nothing!

He vaguely remembered that when the Heavenly Demon Emperor first wreaked havoc on the upper universe, he had once risked his life to perform the most comprehensive divination. The images he saw were of heaven and earth collapsing, living beings destroyed, the entire universe seemingly experiencing doomsday.

However—

In the most desperate moment, suddenly there was the light of righteousness, shining upon the earth.

Gradually, Zhang San saw a human figure from within the radiance, emanating magnificent aura as they walked out.

In later divinations, he could always see that figure whose face was difficult to perceive, see him confronting the Heavenly Demon Emperor, see him destroying heaven and earth with a raise of his hand, see him changing the rules of heavenly dao, changing the order of heavenly dao!

Zhang San was deeply shocked.

If one had to use a single word to describe it, only ‘god’ would be worthy!

He!

Was absolutely the person who would change the upper universe’s structure!

Actually, Zhang San had divined this long ago, but because he couldn’t see the face clearly, he had never been able to determine exactly who it was or when they would appear.

However!

Having grown accustomed to seeing that human figure when peeking at the future, this time consuming lifespan to continue divining and seeing nothing—he couldn’t help but be confused.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

At this moment, frequent collision sounds came from within the hazy space, forcing the entire region to gradually bend, gradually distort.

“This this…”

Zhang San seemed to realize something, exclaiming in shock, “The future has undergone a change!”

“Buzz—”

Suddenly, a force pressed down from all directions, and the soul existing in the future was instantly shattered.

“Wah!”

Zhang San spat out blood, but horror arose in his gaze.

Space distorting.

Heaven and earth in chaos.

Wasn’t this exactly what his predecessor had mentioned—the sign that the future had been changed!

“It’s over!”

“Something big has happened!”

The terror in Zhang San’s gaze became increasingly intense.

Everything happening in the future, no matter how spoiled, was eternally unchanging. Now that it had suddenly changed, changed to the point where he couldn’t perceive it—who knows what might appear next!

Because he knew, he was calm.

Now completely confused, he would feel fear toward the unknown.

Moreover!

Intuition was telling Zhang San that the future’s change was definitely man-made!

Who?

The Heavenly Demon Emperor?

Zhang San hurriedly retracted this crazy thought, because if it really was that fellow who changed it, the future would probably be just like what he had just seen—space collapsing, heavenly dao in chaos, when the time came any living being would perish.

“Dou.”

Dai Lü stood outside the cell, puzzled as he said, “Why did this fellow spit blood?”

“Probably hasn’t been cared for in a while.” Zhao Doudou said.

“Since that’s the case.”

Dai Lü said, “Then let’s show some care.”

“Clap!”

While the two conversed, Zhang San leaned against the bars, his brain poking through the gap, his entire body almost squeezing out as he roared loudly, “I must see Sect Master Jun, I have a tremendous matter to report!”

“A tremendous matter?”

Dai Lü and Zhao Doudou looked at each other.

…

Eternal Sect.

The tens of thousands of captured Flying Tiger Army soldiers were all locked in designated cells. They weren’t all sent into Tianyuan Prison-Suppressing Tower because it simply couldn’t hold this many martial artists.

Some people had always questioned whether the Soul-Suppressing Tower was too overpowered, able to suppress all kinds of big shots within it.

Actually not.

All prisoners sent in were either injured or under absolute control. In their state, forget Second Sister—even ordinary martial artists could handle them.

If they were in full condition, even if they stuck their heads out for Jun Changxiao to put them in, it wouldn’t work, because the Prison-Suppressing Tower’s defensive strength couldn’t withstand high-realm martial artists at full cultivation.

In summary—

The more you feel the Prison-Suppressing Tower is too buggy, the more it proves the prisoners received sufficient care before being sent in.

“Come on, old pals.”

MC Dogshit held up his phone, face pressed close to Zhang San’s, shouting to the livestream viewers, “Every time someone questions this in the chapter comments, I’ll torment this fellow ten times, guarantee to keep him perpetually weakened. Awesome!”

“Thanks to ID Jianghu Zaijian Mu You Xiao Jiji for the airplane gift!”

“Thanks to ID Jianghu Zaijian Zuchuan Zhi Zhang for the rocket gift!”

…

“Speak.”

Jun Changxiao sat in the great hall, fingers interlaced, saying, “What exactly did she let go of?”

Su Xiaomo nearly cried.

For some matters, Grand Elder and Elder Wei also knew—why didn’t the Sect Master go ask them, why specifically come ask me!

“Sect Master!”

Su Xiaomo’s expression became serious, “This disciple promised senior sister to keep it secret!”

“Nonsense.”

Jun Changxiao said, “You can keep secrets, and pigs can climb trees.”

“…”

Su Xiaomo was very hurt.

In the Sect Master’s eyes, was his mouth really that loose?

Yes.

“Sigh.”

Su Xiaomo sighed, his thoughts returning to the past.

About a year ago, he couldn’t quite remember the specific time.

That day, after cultivating as usual, he went to the Medical Hall to find Elder Wei for an exchange on emotional issues.

To be precise—

He went to collaborate on compiling a book titled ‘Romance Manual.’

The Eternal Sect didn’t restrict disciples from pursuing love, but with so many people in the entire sect, only a few had successfully found partners. As third senior brother, Su Xiaomo was pained by this and decided to combine his own experience with Elder Wei’s expertise to help them successfully find their other halves.

However—

Coming to the study, he saw eldest senior sister.

Just as he was about to enter and greet her, he heard Elder Wei speak: “The person you can’t forget in your heart is the Sect Master?”

Hearing this, Su Xiaomo immediately realized there was a problem, so he held his breath and quietly pressed against the door to eavesdrop.

“Mm.”

Lu Qianqian said.

Speaking this one word was extremely difficult.

That day, the woman who was usually not good with words and aloof and cold said many things. Su Xiaomo also heard many things, and in his heart he was shocked, thinking, “A tremendous matter, overturning all understanding!”

“Creak.”

Suddenly, Lu Qianqian pushed open the door and walked out.

She didn’t leave immediately, but looked toward where Su Xiaomo had hidden, her face cold as she said, “Senior sister hopes you’ll keep this secret.”

“…”

Su Xiaomo didn’t answer, because he had already been frozen into an ice sculpture. Until he automatically thawed, only then did he say trembling, “El… eldest senior sister, I… I will definitely keep it secret!”

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