The sect master killed, the sect breached.

Lingtian Immortal Sect, which had ruled the Upper Realm for a hundred thousand years, was finally removed from the Upper Realm.

Nearly fifty thousand disciples were still alive, squatting on the ground with heads held, their gazes filled with grief and anger, yet they could only obediently be captives.

Ding Xingwang suggested killing them all to eliminate future troubles, but Jun Changxiao, mindful that Heaven favors life, decided to spare them.

Actually, with Lingtian Immortal Sect’s high-level members and elites all destroyed, the remaining small fry posed no threat. Sparing them could earn a good reputation; killing them would only increase infamy.

“Sect Master Jun is righteous!”

“If this were the Ten Great Immortal Sects, they probably wouldn’t be this merciful.”

Watching Lingtian Immortal Sect disciples walking down the mountain dejectedly one by one, martial artists from all walks of life immediately felt respect in their hearts.

However, they wouldn’t imagine that at this moment, Jun Changxiao stood in the underground treasury, crouched on the ground with one hand covering his face, letting out the ‘hehehe’ strange laughter that only villains have.

“My heavens!”

Su Xiaomo walked in. Seeing the enormous underground chamber filled with mountains of gold and silver, as well as various martial arts resources, her expression gradually stiffened, even becoming somewhat dizzy.

Lingtian Immortal Sect.

One of the Upper Realm’s top powers.

Just how deep their foundation was could be understood just by looking at the treasury.

“Take it all!”

“Yes!”

The disciples began bustling about, soon collecting all the gold, silver, treasures, and martial arts resources into spatial rings. After Yuan Gongzi’s inventory, not counting minerals and medicinal materials, there were billions of Profound Stones, hundreds of millions of Dao Stones, and a hundred thousand Immortal Stones!

“Only a hundred thousand?”

Picking up an Immortal Stone whose energy purity was ten times higher than Dao Stones, Jun Changxiao’s face couldn’t conceal his disappointment.

Black Rakshasa said: “Immortal Stones, as the Upper Realm’s highest-grade martial arts resource, have from ancient times to now never circulated on the market as currency. The reason is they’re too rare. According to records, the earliest appearance of an Immortal Stone mineral vein dates back a hundred thousand years ago.”

Hearing this, Jun Changxiao looked toward the Taixuan Elder.

He clearly remembered when first arriving in the Upper Realm, in order to return, he borrowed five types of heavenly materials and earthly treasures from this guy, who finally forced him to write an IOU to repay ten million Immortal Stones.

Damn it!

Destroying an Immortal Sect only yielded a hundred thousand, yet he had the audacity to demand ten million with his big mouth!

“Ptui!”

The System said: “You never intended to repay it anyway!”

“I swore a poisonous oath—if I don’t repay within ten years, may I be struck by five thunderbolts!”

“Come on, with the host’s face thicker than the universe, never mind five thunders—even five hundred thunders couldn’t do anything. So-called oaths are just farts!”

The one who understood Jun Changxiao best in this world wasn’t Hua Meigui, nor was it Wangu Sect’s core disciples, but the System that accompanied him daily.

…

“Careful! Don’t break it!”

On Lingtian Immortal Sect’s main peak, Li Qingyang directed fellow disciples to carefully dismantle many buildings.

For an ancient sect that had existed for over a hundred thousand years, many building materials were extremely precious. Rather than leaving them here to suffer erosion from the years, better to bring them back to the sect to shine.

Of course.

As a professional-level architectural master, Li Qingyang wouldn’t dismantle the materials then reassemble them unchanged. He needed to remodel them to form a style matching the sect.

Lingtian Immortal Sect’s mountain was very large with many building complexes, so it took a full day of busy work to dismantle everything clean.

“Sect Master.”

Li Qingyang said: “All done.”

“Let’s go.”

Jun Changxiao stood up, saying: “To the next one.”

“Whoosh!”

“Whoosh!”

The entirety of Wangu Sect flew away, leaving behind a bare mountain.

“Buzz!”

However, when they had just left with their front foot, a flowing light formation array appeared with their back foot, completely enveloping the entire mountain. Jun Changxiao’s voice rang out: “Lingtian Immortal Mountain is hereby sealed. No one may trespass without permission.”

If this place were compared to various clans’ ancestral lands, then Lingtian Immortal Sect’s fate was not only destruction but complete sealing.

A hundred thousand years ago, they participated in sealing the Demon Delusion Clan’s territory.

A hundred thousand years later, they participated in sealing the Stone Statue Clan and Dragon Clan’s territories.

Now, cause and effect cycle, retribution is inevitable.

…

“Extra, extra!”

“One of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, Lingtian Immortal Sect, has been destroyed by Wangu Sect, their sect grounds cruelly sealed!”

That very day, through细雨 Hall’s deliberate operations, news rapidly spread throughout major cities, immediately causing an magnitude 81 earthquake!

“Extra, extra!”

“One of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, Qianyin Immortal Sect, has been destroyed by Wangu Sect, their sect grounds cruelly sealed!”

Within a few days, more explosive news arrived.

“The heavens are changing!”

“They’re really changing!”

The Ten Great Immortal Sects had ruled the Upper Realm for a hundred thousand years. Now two had been consecutively destroyed, which fully proved that Wangu Sect not only had the ability to replace them but even surpass the Immortal Sects!

“Smack!”

In a certain small city, the gavel came down. Having finished his last sentence with affected tone, the storyteller saw the audience below was completely empty and said helplessly: “Who would come listen to what everyone already knows?”

“Me.”

Suddenly, a voice came to his ear.

The storyteller turned to look at a sword-bearing man who had appeared at some point under the tree, shaking his head: “You still came.”

“I don’t understand.”

The man under the tree said: “With your cultivation realm, why hide in this desolate backwater?”

“Want to know the reason?”

“I want to know.”

“Come, sit down and let me tell you something.”

“…”

The man under the tree frowned slightly: “I don’t like listening to nonsense.”

“Hahaha.”

The storyteller laughed loudly, then said seriously: “I’m secluded here because I calculated that before long, one who will change the universe’s order will be born.”

“Who?”

The man under the tree said.

The storyteller picked up his tea and took a sip: “I cannot reveal heavenly secrets, because those who reveal heavenly secrets will lose their entire family.”

“…”

The man under the tree understood him and didn’t continue pursuing the question, changing topics: “How long do you plan to stay here?”

“Leaving now.”

The storyteller stood up, putting away his gavel, paper fan, table, and chair.

“Where to?”

“Wandering the world.”

That day, two streams of light silently tore through the Upper Realm’s space barrier and disappeared into the vast universe.

Before leaving, the storyteller intentionally or unintentionally looked toward Jun Changxiao who was currently extorting Wushang Immortal Sect, secretly thinking: “Could this youth be the one who will change the universe’s order?”

…

Wushang Immortal Sect’s master died at Wangu Immortal Mountain. The entire sect was leaderless. Rather than considering whether Wangu Sect would retaliate, the high-level members split into several factions fighting over the sect master position.

Learning of this, Jun Changxiao was speechless.

This kind of ancient sect that had existed forever was truly rotten to the core.

Fine then.

Today he would destroy it, replanning the Upper Realm’s structure, thereby giving rising talents a growth environment instead of being suppressed and excluded.

The System said: “You’re just greedy for their resources. Don’t portray yourself as noble.”

“Scram!”

…

The other nine Immortal Sects all had Supreme Elders presiding. If the sect encountered a life-or-death crisis, they would definitely emerge from seclusion to fight. But facing the powerful enforcer Vermillion Bird King, the final result was complete defeat and imprisonment in the Tianyuan Prison Tower.

As prisoners continued entering, Zhao Doudou became arrogant again. After all, though his strength wasn’t outstanding in the sect, at least he was guarding peak Truth-Seeking Realm cultivators, and could even slap their faces without them daring to retaliate!

Everyone has goals.

For example, Ye Xingchen pursued constant breakthroughs.

Zhao Doudou’s goal was very simple—with ordinary status and cultivation, bully various big shots in the palm of his hand.

…

“Boom!”

Half a month later, when the great hall of the last Immortal Sect—one that didn’t even deserve to have its name mentioned—collapsed, martial arts resources were swept clean, and the mountain was mercilessly sealed, the Ten Great Immortal Sects that had ruled the Upper Realm for a hundred thousand years were officially removed from the Upper Realm, reduced to passing clouds.

How much wealth was obtained? Indescribable!

To the point that upon returning to the sect, Jun Changxiao’s facial expression remained in a state of strange laughter.

Was the matter concluded at this point?

No.

The Realm Hall still hadn’t been resolved.

This organization supported from behind by the Ten Great Immortal Sects had actually survived to the end—truly unexpected!

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