Inside the stone chamber.
Ye Xingchen crouched before the platform, his heart so agitated it was beyond description.
“Here.”
Jun Changxiao passed him a cigar.
“…”
Ye Xingchen broke down. “Sect Master, I truly didn’t know!”
His memories only existed up to consuming the Primordial Origin Force Liquid—everything that happened afterward was completely unknown to him.
“That’s not the point.”
Jun Changxiao said, “The point is you did it.”
“…”
Ye Xingchen immediately fell silent.
“Miss, please rest assured.” Jun Changxiao looked toward the tear-stained Xie Lingyao and said, “The perpetrator will be held accountable—he will take responsibility for you.”
“Sect Master…”
“There’s nothing more to say.”
Jun Chang interrupted, “We’ll return to the Eternal and hold a wedding ceremony.”
Since his disciple had committed such a beastly act, if he didn’t take responsibility, he would be worse than a beast.
“Tsk tsk.”
The System said, “That Hua Meigui has been in the sect for so long, always working diligently to manage the sect, yet the host hasn’t acted like a man and taken responsibility for her.”
“Scram!”
Jun Changxiao cursed.
Hearing the Sect Master say they’d return to the Eternal to hold a wedding ceremony, Ye Xingchen nearly couldn’t hold back from spitting blood.
Because of Empress Lingyao, he was extremely averse to women—how could he possibly marry because of this incident?
Moreover, the other party was still under suspicion.
Wait!
This so-called Primordial Origin Force Liquid, although it helped him advance his cultivation, could it have been a trap deliberately set by Empress Lingyao, which led to the current situation!
“It must be like that!”
To escape responsibility as much as possible, Ye Xingchen’s mental gymnastics had already surpassed Jun Changxiao’s.
Two words to describe it: scumbag!
A certain well-known dog critic said, “Ye Xingchen has been hanging around the Sect Master for years—when the beam above is crooked, the one below will be askew too, so Dog Leftovers is also a scumbag.”
“It’s decided then.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Follow me back.”
“Sect Master!”
“She’s not a disciple of the Eternal Sect!”
Ye Xingchen absolutely would not allow this woman to be brought back, because if word reached his fellow disciples’ ears, his carefully maintained persona over the years would instantly collapse.
“You have a point.”
Jun Changxiao took out an admission form and said, “She needs to become a disciple first.”
“…”
Fresh blood in Ye Xingchen’s body surged madly toward his throat.
Xie Lingyao never made any statement, continuously crying sorrowfully, because what she had experienced earlier was truly too devastating to both her body and spirit.
Seeing this, Jun Changxiao said, “We can handle it when we return.”
Then, looking at Ye Xingchen, he said, “What are you standing there for? Hurry up and carry her.”
The Sect Master’s order could not be disobeyed.
Night Emperor approached Xie Lingyao with a stiff face and reluctantly lifted her up.
Just from his expression, uninformed martial artists present might think he was the one who suffered in what just happened.
“Wait.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Let me look around some more.”
“…”
Ye Xingchen stood in place holding Xie Lingyao, his face extremely ugly.
However, feeling her trembling and crying, her tears even soaking his clothes, a trace of guilt inevitably rose in his heart.
Of course.
This guilt quickly disappeared.
In Night Emperor’s heart, she must be connected to Empress Lingyao.
The opportunities he’d obtained and the irrational things he’d done should all have been deliberately arranged!
“Let’s go.”
Before long, Jun Changxiao approached.
He’d circled around the vicinity, confirming there was nothing good, and could only collect the stone platform and the box that had held the Primordial Origin Force Liquid into his spatial ring.
After the three left, the stone chamber was empty, leaving only scattered bloodstains.
Shortly after, the strange veined lines that served as lighting around the area gradually dimmed, and the environment once again fell into endless darkness.
…
At the collapsed ruins’ pit, Jun Changxiao flew out first, with Ye Xingchen following close behind carrying Xie Lingyao, his face still extremely ugly.
He’d originally come searching for treasure, but ended up having relations with her—this was utterly unacceptable!
“Leaving?”
Suddenly, a resonant voice rang out.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
In an instant, dozens of martial artists flew over.
They wore uniform attire, emanating extremely deep auras—clearly their cultivation was extraordinary.
Leading them was a middle-aged man around forty or fifty years old, his gaze cold as he said, “You killed people from my Shinobi Martial Hall—how can you just leave?”
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Just as he finished speaking, dozens more martial artists flew over.
From their different attire, one could see they came from multiple factions.
The advancement phenomenon earlier had caused enormous commotion, so martial artists of the Tianyan Realm naturally detected it and had rushed over early.
Moreover, many had long coveted Xie Lingyao’s sheepskin scroll, essentially waiting to catch their prey.
Of course.
These appearing martial artists clearly had stronger power, among them no shortage of high-level Truth-Seeking Realm cultivators.
“Since you came out from the ruins, you should have already found the treasure.” A sanctimonious-looking elder said coldly, “Hand it over, and you may live.”
“And if we don’t?”
Jun Changxiao asked with interest.
“Death.” The elder’s answer was straightforward.
“Heh.”
Jun Changxiao laughed.
“Sect Master.”
Ye Xingchen set Xie Lingyao down, his gaze flashing with killing intent as he said, “Let this disciple handle them.”
The evil thoughts that had controlled his thinking were gone, but anger had risen in their place, and he urgently needed to find people to vent on thoroughly.
“Quick battle, quick resolution.”
“Yes!”
“Bang—”
Ye Xingchen stepped out, his entire body like a cannonball rushing over. During his approach, his right hand lifted, and the Heavenly Halberd instantly appeared from thin air.
“All of you die!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Infused with True Spirit power and fury, the Heavenly Halberd dragged gorgeous radiance, sweeping toward the Shinobi Martial Hall and various faction martial artists with overwhelming momentum.
Breaking through to peak Truth-Seeking Realm, Ye Xingchen’s battle power had increased extremely significantly.
“Not good!”
“Retreat, retreat, retreat!”
The middle-aged leader of Shinobi Martial Hall cried out in alarm.
“Splurt!”
“Splurt!”
Wherever the radiance passed, one Tianyan Realm martial artist after another was cut in half at the waist, with blood and severed limbs scattering everywhere.
“Die!”
Ye Xingchen continued wielding the Heavenly Halberd, transforming into the Grim Reaper madly harvesting lives.
Dozens of martial artists with considerable strength from the Tianyan Realm were slaughtered completely clean in a very short time. Before dying, they probably never imagined they weren’t waiting to catch prey, but waiting to deliver their lives.
Ye Xingchen stood before the pile of corpses, the fury on his face still not dissipated.
“This guy’s anger is really intense.” Jun Changxiao was somewhat stunned.
“Ding! Congratulations Host for dominating the Tianyan Realm!”
“Ding! Meets main quest parameters, completion progress 2%!”
“Holy crap!”
Dog Leftovers exclaimed, “This works too?”
He’d just arrived at this plane less than an hour ago—how did he confusedly dominate the Tianyan Realm?
The System speculated, “The martial artists killed by Ye Xingchen should be the Tianyan Realm’s top-tier experts, so it met the quest conditions.”
Indeed.
The martial artists who appeared this time were all top-tier level in the Tianyan Realm.
Especially the middle-aged man—not only was he the Shinobi Martial Hall’s Hall Master, his overall strength was also extremely formidable.
As for those sanctimonious-looking elders, they were all high-ranking members of various top-tier sects, their strength ranking highly in the martial world.
Unfortunately, they were all obliterated by the furious Ye Xingchen, not even leaving their names behind.
“Sigh.”
Jun Changxiao said helplessly, “Dominating a plane really only gives 1%—to reach 100%, won’t that take until the year of the monkey and month of the horse!”
The System said, “Whether it was the previous Crimson Prison Realm or the current Tianyan Realm, overall strength is far inferior to the Upper Realm. Perhaps the next plane will be very powerful, and if Host dominates it, you’ll directly get 10% or even higher.”
“Damn!”
Jun Changxiao raged, “Don’t jinx it!”
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