Jun Changxiao also realized that as he encountered stronger and stronger experts at this level, and since he himself wasn’t a bloodthirsty killer, if he couldn’t kill them all but also couldn’t let them all go, why not build a prison and lock them all up?
After all, the Eternal Sect wasn’t short of a few bowls of rice.
Moreover.
After Zhao Doudou gave the suggestion, Gou Sheng extended it with another idea.
That was to separate the prison into various levels, allowing prisoners of different strengths to enter, which could be used as sparring partners for the disciples!
Free meals definitely wouldn’t work.
Even if you’re locked in prison, you have to demonstrate your value!
The Earth Level cellblock still held the bald man and his many subordinates. Their strengths ranged from Wuwang to Wuhuang to half-saint, and placing them in different level cellblocks would allow disciples to choose their own difficulty level.
Of course.
They couldn’t treat the prisoners as less than human either.
They could establish some reward systems to make them happily serve as sparring partners, and add an extra chicken leg for good performance.
If Zhao Doudou heard this, he would definitely say: “What I’m missing isn’t a chicken leg, I’m missing that bowl of fried rice from Miss Liu!”
“On the surface it’s a prison, but actually it can provide disciples with real combat training.”
“Snap!”
Jun Changxiao clapped his hands in praise: “Great idea, great idea!”
“…”
The system was speechless.
Taking someone else’s suggestion and praising yourself—how shameless did you have to be to pull that off?
“I need to remind the host,” the system said, “Since you want to use prisoners as sparring partners for disciples, you’ll need to unseal their qi meridians. Aren’t you afraid they’ll all escape?”
Jun Changxiao stroked his chin: “You make a good point.”
Currently, among the prisoners held in the cells, except for Zhao Doudou, everyone else had their qi meridians sealed. They could only move normally and had no cultivation whatsoever.
However, if they were all unsealed, individual strength might not be fearsome, but if they joined forces, there would definitely be trouble.
“It seems this prison plan needs careful consideration. The defensive facilities must also be thoroughly thought through—we absolutely cannot allow prisoner riots or escapes to happen.” Jun Changxiao said gravely.
“Moreover.”
The system added: “Since you want to build a prison to hold many prisoners, someone needs to guard it. Does the host plan to have Hall Master Li take on this duty as well?”
“That won’t work.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Ever since the intelligence network spread across the entire continent, Hall Master Li has been very busy every day. The task of managing the prison needs to be assigned to someone else.”
“That Zhao Doudou gave the suggestion, and he’s been staying in the Heaven Level cellblock refusing to leave—he must have developed deep and true feelings for the prison. We can let him be responsible for this.”
The system complained: “That poor guy who’s been here for almost a thousand chapters is finally going to get his break.”
…
In the Heaven Level cellblock, Zhao Doudou was completely unaware that the system was pitying him. At this moment, he sat cross-legged on the ground, a small stick in his mouth, sometimes closing his eyes, sometimes stroking his chin, as if contemplating something.
Rough sketches were drawn on the ground.
This was his conceptual prison blueprint, initially divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower.
But based on the recent frequency and numbers of new cellmates, he realized it definitely wouldn’t be enough, so he simply added six more levels to make nine—the ultimate number.
In terms of drawing, Zhao Doudou couldn’t compare to Li Qingyang. After all, his talent was limited—he completely just added whatever his brain conceived, ultimately creating a hodgepodge.
Dai Lü really couldn’t stand this guy digging his own grave and directly grabbed a stone nearby and threw it over.
“Snap!”
Zhao Doudou raised his hand and caught the stone between two fingers, rather proudly saying: “I’m not trying to discourage you, but even if your qi meridians were unsealed, you still might not be able to hit me.”
Dai Lü’s eyes flashed with surprise.
Although he had no strength and the thrown stone had no killing power, judging from the motion of this guy catching it, he seemed to have some skill.
Could it be…
He was hiding his abilities?
“Sigh.”
Zhao Doudou stood up, patted his bottom and sat on the wooden bed, his eyes looking hesitantly toward the window: “If you think I’m not leaving the prison just to mooch meals, you’re completely wrong.”
“…”
Remembering this guy’s blissful expression while eating, Dai Lü confirmed in his heart: “You’re absolutely here to mooch meals!”
“I, Zhao Doudou, was born without good status or good aptitude.”
“Living in this world, I’m the kind of pitiful wretch who would starve to death on the street if I didn’t work hard.”
Zhao Doudou lowered his head, his eyes brewing that emotion of ‘facing fate’s injustice but only able to choose compromise.’
“For the sake of survival.”
“For the sake of getting ahead.”
“I started learning to deceive others, learning to deceive myself.”
“Being locked up here is perhaps Heaven’s punishment for the mistakes I’ve made in the past, but…” At this point, Zhao Doudou’s emotions became somewhat uncontrollable, tears sliding down his cheeks as he said: “Everything I did was just to survive!”
Dai Lü kept watching him, his own heart filled with mixed feelings.
You were born without status—so was I!
You were born without aptitude—so was I!
Joining Lingquan Sect, joining Shengquan Sect—wasn’t it all just to survive!
Since these two had become cellmates, they’d never had much common ground, but on this point they shared the feeling of fellow sufferers.
“Of course.”
Zhao Doudou wiped the tears from his face and smiled: “I’m very fortunate to be imprisoned in the Eternal Sect’s prison, because the heaven and earth attributes here are something I’ve never seen in all my wandering, and the sect atmosphere here is also something I never imagined.”
“…”
Dai Lü really wanted to mock and scorn this guy, but every time he remembered how the other fantasized about becoming an Eternal Sect disciple in front of him, he instinctively chose silence.
He had his own choices, he had his own ideals.
I can’t scorn and ridicule him just because I hate the Eternal Sect and hate Jun Changxiao.
Inexplicably, deep in Dai Lü’s heart, he was actually quite happy, because… this motivational speech maniac was finally getting out of prison, and he could finally have some peace and quiet!
If Jun Changxiao and Zhao Doudou weren’t here, he might have danced on the spot and sung “Wild and Unrestrained!”
Don’t ask how he knew how.
The window of the Heaven Level cellblock faced directly toward the main peak’s martial arts training ground!
When disciples did their morning exercises every day, the two could not only hear wonderful music but also watch them dance.
“Don’t cry.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Make your choice.”
“Whoosh!”
Zhao Doudou stood up, then fell to his knees with a “thud” in front of him, his face full of tears and snot as he shouted loudly: “I, Zhao Doudou, am willing to become a member of the Eternal Sect, willing to follow Sect Master Jun in conquering the eight wildernesses and six harmonies!”
Li Qingyang smiled.
Xiao Zui Ji and Su Xiaomo, standing outside the prison, also smiled.
This guy who had been locked in prison for many years was finally going to join the big family and become one of them.
Happy for him, gratified for him.
Previously, the Eternal Sect disciples’ mission was eating, sleeping, and beating Doudou. To this day, eating and sleeping were still preserved, but they’d long stopped beating Doudou because their strength had increased and they feared he couldn’t withstand it.
“In a few days, I’ll formally accept you.”
Jun Changxiao said: “First stay in the prison for a while longer.”
Because the number of disciples had already reached exactly seventy thousand, to accept him as a disciple, he’d have to wait until all the sect tasks were completed and the construction level was upgraded.
“Yes, sir!”
Zhao Doudou shouted loudly.
Having lived in the prison for so long, if he suddenly left, he definitely wouldn’t adapt immediately. Waiting here for a while to slowly accept reality wasn’t bad.
“Did you draw this pattern on the ground?” Jun Changxiao asked.
“Yes, Sect Master!”
Zhao Doudou hadn’t yet become a disciple under his command, but he’d already dropped the “Jun” honorific in advance.
“What did you draw?”
“Sect Master, this is a prison blueprint that this disciple drew!”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched.
To draw a blueprint this wildly—this guy’s artistic talent was at most 1 point!
“Sect Master.”
Li Qingyang stroked his chin: “Doudou’s blueprint is quite good!”
Jun Changxiao was startled.
You were outside the prison—when did you come in!
Also… this pattern that looks like someone randomly poked at it with a stick, you actually think it’s good? Then couldn’t I change careers and become a painter tomorrow?
Li Qingyang observed carefully.
After a moment, he took out paper and brush to copy it: “Sect Master, Doudou’s sketch gave me great inspiration. I’ll go back and refine it a bit!”
“…”
Jun Changxiao was speechless.
The world of architectural masters—ordinary people really don’t understand!
“What about you?”
“Do you want to join the Eternal Sect?”
Jun Changxiao looked at Dai Lü, and the latter remained as unyielding as ever: “I will never compromise!”
“Creak!”
The door closed, and Jun Changxiao left.
He was just asking casually. Since this guy was still so stubborn, he could spend the rest of his life in the Eternal Sect’s prison.
…
“Hahaha!”
From time to time, Zhao Doudou’s laughter came from the prison, his face full of joy and excitement. Even when sleeping at night, he would involuntarily laugh out loud.
No, no!
Since the Sect Master was accepting him as a disciple, he must perform well!
Thus, Zhao Doudou began earnestly persuading Dai Lü until the other was nearly bleeding from all seven orifices.
…
“Sect Master.”
Li Qingyang placed a design blueprint on the table: “This is the blueprint Doudou designed. I refined it a bit.”
“Pfft!”
Jun Changxiao spat out the tea from his mouth.
The design blueprint had clear lines and angles, divided into nine levels with each level corresponding to a prison tier. It was both professional and detailed, allowing one to understand at a glance—worlds apart from what Zhao Doudou drew!
This wasn’t “refined a bit.”
This was a complete makeover from inside to outside, from head to toe—a comprehensive overhaul!
Li Qingyang’s design blueprint was indeed copied from Zhao Doudou’s sketch, but the wild artistic style had transformed into a realistic artistic style.
“Good, very good.”
After careful observation, Jun Changxiao expressed satisfaction.
Especially since each level’s layout had corresponding supporting facilities—without rich prison experience, one couldn’t think so thoroughly.
“Sect Master.”
Li Qingyang said: “When should we start construction?”
His realm was stuck at peak Wuhuang level and would be difficult to increase in the short term. He’d just recently made a trip to Little Cold Village and was truly idle now—he wanted to find something to do!
“Tomorrow then.”
“Yes!”
“Don’t forget to bring Page. Having it dig holes will be faster.”
“Yes!”
…