Holy crap!

So you’re the unlucky bastard who got screwed over by his own woman!

These words instantly petrified Ye Xingchen, his heart transmitting cracking sounds of shattering.

The most painful thing in the world was to speak out a shameful secret from the past, thinking you could seek comfort, only to have the listener turn around and stab you with a knife.

What kind of person is this!

Can I take back what I just said—is it too late!

“Splash!”

Ye Xingchen filled his wine again, lifted the bowl, and drank it completely dry.

He wanted to get drunk, he wanted to escape.

But somehow today, the wine was still the original wine, the taste still the original taste, yet the more he drank, the more sober he became. The more he drank, the more vividly past events were etched in his memory.

Using wine to drown sorrows only makes sorrows worse, drawing a blade to cut water only makes water flow more.

“Ah!”

Ye Xingchen let out a great cry, picked up the wine jar and drank, draining it completely dry. Only then did his drunken, bleary eyes rest on it, his entire spirit and bearing wilted and dejected to the extreme.

Yes!

I, one of the Ten Great Wudi, ultimately died at my own woman’s hands!

This is a stain that will forever be mocked by the world, this is a scar that can never be erased by time!

Just as Ye Xingchen’s mental state was on the verge of collapse, Jun Changxiao placed one hand on his shoulder and comforted him, saying, “What’s past is past. Now we need to look forward.”

“Come!”

“We won’t return until drunk, we won’t rest until drunk!”

Actually, after learning Ye Xingchen’s true identity, Jun Changxiao wasn’t too surprised, because many things suddenly became clear.

Long ago, he and the System had speculated about A’niu’s identity, and knew the other party possessed miraculous mental cultivation methods, which happened to correspond to the Night Emperor’s previous life obtaining the Supreme Profound Scripture.

When not knowing the truth, one thinks things might be very complex.

After learning the truth, one realizes things are actually that simple.

The Night Emperor died, A’niu was born.

Once a generation’s Wudi, now a generation’s disciple.

As for Ye Xingchen’s enemy in the Upper Realm, Jun Changxiao could figure it out even with his toes—it must be Lingyao, praised by the world as the first empress of all time.

So then.

Another mystery was solved.

Back then on the Dragon-Tiger Championship finals platform, the palm print that pressed down must have been that woman’s doing!

However, there was still one mystery that couldn’t be solved—in the face of Upper Realm power, just how did Jun Changxiao manage to withstand it? Could it really be as the System said, with his face?

This would eventually become an eternal unsolved mystery in Xingyun Continent’s history.

“What?!”

“Junior Brother Ye is the Night Emperor who fell several thousand years ago, one of the Ten Great Wudi?”

“My heavens, this news is explosive!”

What a powerful person’s rebirth most feared was being discovered. Not only was A’niu discovered, but the entire sect knew—this could be called the most miserable without exception.

Of course.

His fellow disciples didn’t mock him, but rather held him in even higher esteem.

“No wonder Junior Brother Ye’s cultivation improved so quickly—turns out he’s a reborn top-tier powerhouse!” Li Qingyang said with sudden realization.

Speaking of entry time, he, Su Xiaomo, and others all entered earlier than Ye Xingchen. Yet the other party came from behind and always occupied the number one seat among disciples in realm.

At first, Li Qingyang thought his junior brother was stronger than himself because of hard work, because of near-suicidal cultivation. But now thinking about it, even if the other party had fallen, he was still a Wudi in his previous life!

“Oh my!”

Su Xiaomo said in shock, “I actually dared to beat up a Wudi before!”

When forcing Ye Xingchen to enter the sect, under the Sect Master’s orders, he had beaten him quite a bit. Now thinking about it… he still felt quite proud, because who at the Wutu Realm would dare beat up a former Wudi!

Zhao Doudou, who had been imprisoned with various realm bosses, might express disagreement.

Honestly speaking, if this had been two years earlier, Ye Xingchen revealing his true identity might have caused tremendous waves. But now, though the sect knew, it was merely surprising, because the Prison Suppression Tower held many imprisoned at the Wudi level.

Moreover, even the current Nine Great Wudi had to bow to the Sect Master in the air, and there were breaking-void realm powerhouses from various planes coming and going from Tiegu Town.

When horizons broadened.

Many things naturally became commonplace.

Ye Xingchen daring to make his identity public also took into account that the sect’s strength was already extremely strong. Otherwise… he’d die before saying it!

…

This day.

The livestock pen and Spirit Beast Peak were heavily guarded.

However, after getting drunk, Ye Xingchen didn’t go cause trouble. Instead, he sat on a boulder at the main peak until dawn, his eyes never leaving the firmament, his mind clearer than usual.

These years of rebirth, hatred had always filled his entire body, which he could only vent through cultivation.

Yesterday after drinking, speaking it out—even if just one sentence—made him feel an unprecedented relaxation, as if his soul had undergone complete sublimation.

“A’niu.”

Jun Changxiao crouched behind him in a tree at some point, casually plucked a fruit and took a bite, saying, “This enemy of yours is a bit tricky. After ascending to the Upper Realm, you must stay calm and absolutely not do anything rash.”

After learning about the Lingyao Empress from the Nine Great Wudi, he summarized that this woman was very cunning. Even if she’d only ascended for a few thousand years and her strength might not be too great, taking revenge definitely required extreme caution.

“This disciple will exercise restraint.” Ye Xingchen said.

During these years of cultivation at the Eternal Sect, A’niu had truly changed a lot. Although his tsundere personality was hard to reverse, his arrogance had long been ground down by reality. Otherwise, how could he have entered the Hall of Lingering Smoke?

“After the Dragon-Tiger Championship ended, when you wanted to leave the sect, were you worried the Lingyao Empress would come for revenge?” Jun Changxiao said.

“Correct.”

Ye Xingchen’s worry wasn’t for himself—he worried it would implicate the Eternal Sect. Actually, from that time on, he had already considered himself a member of the sect.

“This Seat has always emphasized that being part of the Eternal Sect for a lifetime means even one day or one hour less won’t do.” Jun Changxiao said seriously, “So if there’s trouble, we’ll shoulder it together.”

“…”

Ye Xingchen fell silent.

Jun Changxiao continued, “When we reach the Upper Realm, if our strength permits, this Seat will take you and your fellow disciples to settle accounts with the Lingyao Empress, to let her know…” He paused, his gaze turning cold, “Whether past, present, or future, no one is allowed to offend the Eternal Sect!”

He had taken a stance.

A’niu’s past life’s hatred, the Eternal Sect would take on today!

“Junior Brother Ye!”

Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and others in the distance shouted loudly, “We are forever with you!”

“…”

Ye Xingchen lowered his head and said, “Idiots.”

Though he said this, his heart felt extremely warm, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Yes.

My previous life died miserably.

But this life, being able to meet the Sect Master, to meet fellow disciples who are like brothers and treat me as their own—what is there to be dissatisfied about!

I’m not alone.

I truly am not alone!

Lingyao Empress!

Just wait—when my sect and I ascend to the Upper Realm, we’ll settle old and new grudges together!

“Snap!”

On the opposite mountain peak, Li Shangtian found a good angle and pressed the shutter. A fresh photo with Ye Xingchen as the focus and the Sect Master and fellow disciples as supporting elements came into being.

“Big Brother A’niu.”

Standing at the female disciples’ residence, Hui’er’s eyes were already filled with tears.

She had learned of the Night Emperor’s rebirth, and could finally confirm that this seemingly extremely unfamiliar person truly was no longer her Big Brother A’niu.

“Sister Hui.”

Liu Wanshi and Yao Mengying came from behind wanting to offer comfort.

“I’m… I’m fine…” Hui’er wiped away her tears and said with a smile, “I’ve already figured it out. He is Ye Xingchen, Senior Brother Ye, not my fiancé Pei A’niu.”