“Are kings, dukes, generals, and ministers born to their stations?”
Upon hearing these eight words, the Demon Ancestor’s blood instantly ignited.
Although his edges had been gradually worn smooth by reality, he was still the forefather of the Demon Delusion Clan, still a man who had once orchestrated grand schemes.
As long as a person doesn’t die, their heart remains.
Seeing the sharpness gradually return to the Demon Ancestor’s eyes, Jun Changxiao said: “The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I hope you can cooperate with me to turn everything upside down!”
“Him” referred to the Star Spirit Realm.
In truth, ever since Jun Changxiao had removed the soul bomb from the Demon Ancestor’s head, successfully allowing him to live and gain freedom, he had been continuously discussing plans with the upper echelons.
“Sect Master,” Liu Sinan said, “Since we’ve learned the Star Spirit Realm’s method of controlling Corpse Attendants, why don’t we help them break free from their restraints, then borrow their strength to overthrow this realm?”
“That makes sense!” Jun Changxiao deeply agreed.
If they went head-to-head, setting aside whether they could achieve victory, they would certainly pay a heavy price. The Corpse Attendants existed on a grand scale in the Star Spirit Realm and lived like slaves—he could completely rescue them to counter the Star Spirit Realm.
“You bastard!” Little Duo cursed, “Using Corpse Attendants as cannon fodder, you truly have no moral compass left!”
Don’t laugh. He could really say this, because he stood at the supreme heights of nitpicking—no matter how he looked at Jun Changxiao, no matter what he did, he always believed it was wrong.
In reality? The Star Spirit Realm controlled so many souls, forcibly installing them in corpses and controlling them. Probably no one was willing. Limited by the bombs and laws, they could only serve as beasts of burden, only live lives worse than death.
At this time, if someone stood up and rallied them with the promise of “freedom,” there would be no hesitation, even if the cost was sacrifice and bloodshed.
Of course, who would carry the banner?
Jun Changxiao definitely couldn’t—after all, he was human.
To mobilize the Star Spirit Realm’s Corpse Attendants and encourage them to fight for freedom, it had to be someone of their own kind who had experienced it firsthand. So the suitable candidate was undoubtedly the Demon Ancestor!
Thus, Dog Leftover sought him out.
“It’s simple,” Jun Changxiao said. “This seat will be responsible for removing the bombs from the Corpse Attendants, and you’ll be responsible for commanding them.”
“Tsk.” The Demon Ancestor said disdainfully, “You want me to charge ahead, use the Corpse Attendants as cannon fodder, while you hide in the shadows and reap the fisherman’s profit?”
“You could understand it that way.” Jun Changxiao was quite frank.
That’s right. He was using the Corpse Attendants to overthrow the Star Spirit Realm, he was going to reap the fisherman’s profit. Though this wasn’t exactly noble behavior, it also wasn’t despicable, because if they wanted freedom, they had to put on bulletproof vests.
Moreover, Dog Leftover wasn’t Buddha, nor was he God.
Without absolute certainty to battle the Star Spirit Realm, if the Corpse Attendants wanted to gain freedom and dignity, they had to fight for it themselves.
“Good!” The Demon Ancestor clenched his fist and said, “This ancestor agrees!”
Even knowing Jun Changxiao was using him, he still decided to cooperate.
Previously, forcibly installed in a corpse and subjected to the Star Spirit Realm’s insane oppression, he had no choice. Now… he just wanted to be a Demon Delusion Clan boss with freedom and dignity!
Plainly speaking, in the Star Spirit Realm, he had never been treated as human.
Suffering all kinds of injustice, suffering all kinds of oppression—he’d had enough and wanted to rebel!
“Follow this seat.” Jun Changxiao brought the Demon Ancestor to a relatively secluded area in the back mountain.
This place had initially been quite barren, but under Li Qingyang and Peggy’s cultivation, it had transformed into something like a military camp.
“Snap.” Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and said, “Come out.”
“Whoosh! Whoosh!” “Whoosh! Whoosh!”
In an instant, black shadows shot out from the distant tents, then lined up neatly. There were approximately a hundred of them.
This was a group of beings with various appearances. On their heads, shoulders, or exposed chests, they all had tattoos—each carved with strange numbers.
That’s right. All Corpse Attendants.
During the half month the Demon Ancestor was recovering, Jun Changxiao had been to the Star Spirit Realm many times and rescued them all.
Though these people’s engraved numbers were different, they all had obvious suture marks on their foreheads, clearly all having undergone craniotomy.
“We pay our respects to Sect Master Jun!” The Corpse Attendants all knelt on one knee together, their eyes filled with the most sincere respect.
They had been Corpse Attendants for a long time, living worse than death in the Star Spirit Realm. Rescued to the Eternal Realm and having their bombs removed, they absolutely viewed Jun Changxiao as their reborn parents.
Actually, except for the most treacherous and evil, beings from the upper universe understood gratitude.
“Swish!” Jun Changxiao waved his hand, lifting all the Corpse Attendants up.
“This seat will say it again.” His expression was serious: “Any being should only bow to their parents.”
The kneeling ceremony was a Star Spirit Realm custom. More precisely, it was a custom unique to Corpse Attendants. They had to kneel when seeing those of higher status, had to kneel when seeing their controlling masters. So after kneeling for so long, they’d become a kneeling clan.
“Understood!” Everyone said loudly.
“…” The Demon Ancestor muttered in his heart, “To subdue a group of Corpse Attendants with decent strength so quickly, this person does have some means.”
Nonsense! If he didn’t have means, would he himself have ended up in such a state?
Thinking this far, the Demon Ancestor not only didn’t feel ashamed and angry but even felt somewhat relieved.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t strong enough—the opponent was just too excellent. Losing everything, losing his entire fortune, didn’t seem very shameful after all.
Damn. This guy was really good at consoling himself!
“He’s called the Demon Ancestor, a man with ambition and plans,” Jun Changxiao said. “From today on, you must unconditionally follow his commands.”
“Yes!” The Corpse Attendants followed Dog Leftover as their leader. Whomever he told them to listen to, they would listen to—not just because of respect, but also because after the Star Spirit Realm’s bomb was removed, another bomb had been installed on their bodies.
“See!” Little Duo jumped out and shouted, “This bastard has no moral compass!”
Can’t blame Jun Changxiao.
He needed to help the oppressed Corpse Attendants, but was also afraid some people would become turncoats, so he could only use relatively gentle methods to control them, enabling them to work together to overthrow the Star Spirit Realm.
Jun Changxiao also promised that in the future, he would definitely restore their freedom.
“Jun Changxiao!” The Demon Ancestor was tied spread-eagle on the operating table, veins bulging as he roared, “You said we’d cooperate—have you no shame!”
“Apologies.” Jun Changxiao standing outside said helplessly, “This seat is just worried you’ll betray us.”
“Snap!” The anesthetic needle went in.
The Demon Ancestor instantly entered an unconscious state. When he woke up again, a bomb had been installed on his body. Truly escaping from the wolf’s den only to enter the tiger’s cave—please type “tragic” in the comments.
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“Slower!” “Right, right, you can hang it up now.”
Under the disciples’ busy work, a plaque carved with “Avengers” was slowly hung on the newly built hall in the back mountain.
The Demon Ancestor sat in the hall’s seat of honor wearing specially made Avenger uniform. His former edges had returned, his eyes gathering coldness and sharpness.
“We!” The people neatly arranged below shouted loudly, “Pay our respects to the Hall Master!”
At that moment, they were no longer Star Spirit Realm Corpse Attendants, but Avengers lodged within the Eternal Sect. The tattoos on their bodies hadn’t been erased, because they were no longer identification numbers but code names!
9527. Avengers’ leader!
“Listen well,” the Demon Ancestor said domineeringly. “Our Avengers have only one mission—to overthrow the Star Spirit Realm!”
“Overthrow the Star Spirit Realm!” The Avengers roared loudly, their voices echoing between heaven and earth.
Jun Changxiao, sitting on a distant willow tree, took a sip of Drunk in Life and Dreams in Death, looked up at the firmament, and smiled: “The show has begun.”