In the understanding of Li Qingyang and others, the founder of the Eternal Sect was the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong.

However, Jun Changxiao, once his bragging started, couldn’t stop the car and directly elevated the sect’s origins to Pangu creating heaven and earth.

In short…

The sect was getting stronger and stronger, so the backing must be strong.

Pangu creating heaven and earth, One Energy Transforming into Three Pure Ones, Nuwa mending the heavens, Kuafu chasing the sun, and so on—everything that could be arranged for him was arranged. The key was just two words—heritage!

All the big shots of the Chinese mythology system had connections with the Eternal Sect. This heritage was simply explosively strong.

Shang Youhen listened with his eyes wide and mouth agape.

So the sect I’ve joined has so many awesome figures!

Jun Changxiao said with a solemn expression: “This Tianyuan Soul-Suppressing Tower was condensed by our sect’s ancestor Pangu from the axe that created heaven and earth. It can purify all evil in the mortal universe.”

“……”

The system was speechless.

If he had said it was the Linglong Pagoda used by Nezha’s father, that would still be barely acceptable. But to forcibly claim that Pangu’s Axe became the Soul-Suppressing Tower—this was simply unconscionable!

“You understand shit.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Can Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li’s Linglong Pagoda be compared to the heaven-and-earth-creating Pangu Axe? Since we’re bragging about heritage, we obviously have to brag about the strongest!”

The system was rendered speechless by the retort.

“Sect Master,” Shang Youhen said dumbly: “I heard the Tianyuan Soul-Suppressing Tower came from the upper realm.”

Jun Changxiao said helplessly: “So you discovered it after all.”

“What did I discover?” Shang Youhen was confused.

“That’s right.”

Jun Changxiao suddenly disappeared and stood at the ship’s bow with hands behind his back: “The Tianyuan Soul-Suppressing Tower came from the upper realm, and Ancestor Pangu also came from the upper realm. It’s just that due to certain reasons, the sect had no choice but to temporarily reside in the mortal universe.”

Shang Youhen suddenly understood!

The ancient texts’ records were indeed correct—the Tianyuan Soul-Suppressing Tower truly came from the upper realm. However, what he didn’t expect was that the divine artifact was actually created by the sect’s ancestor!

“Youhen.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Do you know why this seat accepted you as a disciple?”

“This disciple doesn’t know,” Shang Youhen said.

“So dumb!”

The system said: “Because of money!”

Jun Changxiao looked up at the distant endless starry sky and said: “The Tianyuan Soul-Suppressing Tower falling on Tianyuan Continent was an arrangement by our ancestor in the mysterious workings of fate.”

“And you!”

Turning around to point at Shang Youhen, he said: “Were destined to be this seat’s disciple!”

These words didn’t have Zhao Doudou’s forcefulness, nor that kind of soul-impacting roar and atmosphere, but they oddly contained a magical quality.

Shang Youhen’s body trembled, and tears of emotion nearly flowed out.

I understand.

I truly understand!

From the very beginning when I met the Sect Master in the universe until all the events leading to now—everything was destined.

Becoming a disciple of the Eternal Sect was my fate!

“Sect Master, please receive this disciple’s bow!”

Shang Youhen bowed again, voice thick with tears as he loudly said: “Please accept this disciple’s bow!”

“Sigh.”

The system shook its head: “Another one fooled into limping. Hopefully he can maintain his true heart and not walk the path of silliness.”

“Youhen.”

Jun Changxiao walked over and said: “Earlier, the fellow chasing you mentioned the Great Shang Treasure. What exactly is that about?”

“He’s finally making his move,” the system said.

“Reporting to Sect Master!”

Shang Youhen said: “This is a treasure vault built by generations of my Great Shang Empire’s ancestors pooling their life’s efforts, containing countless martial arts resources.”

Jun Changxiao said calmly: “The Dark Great Demon King feeds on evil thoughts. Why would it want to seize your Great Shang Treasure?”

“Because…”

Shang Youhen was somewhat conflicted.

“Everyone has their own secrets. If you don’t want to say, this seat won’t force you.”

Jun Changxiao turned and walked toward the control room.

“Sect Master!”

Shang Youhen spoke up: “The Dark Great Demon King wasn’t after the Great Shang Treasure itself, but rather a treasure hidden inside.”

“What treasure?”

“I’m not entirely clear on the specifics. I only know it’s a scroll fragment!”

“Holy shit!”

Jun Changxiao inwardly exclaimed: “Don’t tell me it’s the Six and Seven fragments of the Seven Profound Radiant Light Break!”

……

“Smack smack smack!”

“Ah ah ah!”

In the lowest level of the Tianyuan Soul-Suppressing Prison, the sounds of whips and screams rang out.

Although reducing from a thousand years to sixty days was impossible, whenever Er Ya had time, she would focus on disciplining the Dark Great Demon King. After all, an evil-formed body was much more durable than the Soul Clan.

“Auntie…”

“I was wrong, I deserve death…”

“Don’t… don’t hit anymore, don’t… don’t hit anymore…”

“Smack smack smack!”

“Er Ya.”

Shortly after, Jun Changxiao walked in and said: “Stop hitting. I have something to ask.”

Er Ya put away the Soul-Suppressing Whip, standing before her master with hands on hips and almond eyes glaring: “Answer whatever you’re asked!”

“Yes yes!”

The Dark Great Demon King said: “I’ll answer everything!”

Jun Changxiao sat down, crossed his legs, and said: “Since you already destroyed Tianyuan Continent, why continue chasing the Great Shang Empire’s prince?”

“Be… because he has the Great Shang Treasure!” the Dark Great Demon King said.

Jun Changxiao said: “You’re a fellow who survives on evil thoughts. Do you still need human martial arts resources to improve your cultivation?”

“No… I don’t need them…”

The Dark Great Demon King said: “I only need a scroll fragment hidden inside…”

“What scroll fragment?”

“Seven Profound Radiant Light Break scroll fragment!”

“Which number?”

“Six!”

“As expected.”

Jun Changxiao thought silently: “Just as I guessed.”

The Dark Great Demon King muttered in its heart: “How does this guy know the scroll fragments are numbered?”

“Does the scroll fragment help you?” Jun Changxiao said.

If it were a warrior seeking scroll fragments, that would be understandable. But for an evil creature formed from evil to also seek them was rather strange.

“This…”

Er Ya’s whip raised up as she said fiercely: “Answer honestly!”

The Dark Great Demon King was so frightened it hurriedly said: “I heard these scroll fragments contain special profound mysteries. If one can comprehend them, one can ascend to the upper realm!”

“Are you certain?”

“Certain!”

Jun Changxiao stroked his chin.

The scroll fragments contained special profound mysteries, and comprehending them allowed ascension to the upper realm—this held enormous temptation.

“Er Ya.”

Jun Changxiao temporarily gave up considering the scroll fragment matter and said: “Is there no other way to purify this evil spirit faster?”

Er Ya thought for a moment and said: “There is.”

“What method?”

“The first is to use the most rigid and yang energy in the mortal realm to refine him.”

“I have a Holy Flame Body. Does that count as rigid and yang?”

“Ah? Master actually has a Holy Flame Body?”

“Is it strong?”

“If we’re talking about the mortal universe level, it can barely squeeze into the top hundred of rigid and yang bodies.”

“……”

Jun Changxiao was deeply struck.

In Starfall Continent, the Holy Flame Body was undoubtedly the strongest. But in the entire mortal universe, it could only barely make the top hundred.

“Is there a second method?”

“Yes. If we can find a warrior proficient in Buddhist techniques, they can also quickly purify this evil-formed body.”

“Snap!”

In the Eternal Sect’s inner courtyard, Dunan, who had been silently sweeping, suddenly crushed the broom in his hand. He turned his face toward the camera and clasped his hands together: “Amitabha. After lying dormant in the sect for so long, this poor monk finally has a chance to be useful!”

“If you get rich.”

Young Master Yuan suddenly appeared, picking up paper and brush to write: “Destroying public brooms, deduct ten spirit stones.”

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