Outside Tiegu Mountain’s perimeter, three unconscious Half-Saints lay in three palm-print deep pits. Though they weren’t family, they lay neatly arranged with even their postures identical.

“Too awesome!”

The Eternal Sect disciples’ eyes widened one after another.

Though they’d never fought Half-Saints, from their aura they knew these were absolutely unreachable existences. Yet now they’d been easily killed in seconds!

“Junior Brother Ye.”

Li Fei said with an envious expression: “When will we be as awesome as Senior Five Absolutes!”

Ye Xingchen’s face was expressionless, but inwardly he was thinking: one Saint-level already shocks you—if you saw Emperor-level take action, wouldn’t you be scared into pissing yourself?

Our Emperor Ye’s mentality was stable.

However, the desire to quickly restore his peak grew increasingly strong.

In the past, Ye Xingchen’s thoughts were that restoring Martial Emperor cultivation brought him one step closer to revenge. Now his thoughts were: I don’t want to be background decoration—I want to show off in front of my fellow sect members!

The more anxious he was to prove himself, the more it showed his mentality had completely changed—he’d developed a sense of belonging to the sect.

With three Half-Saints instantly defeated, naturally the happiest was Jun Changxiao. The heart-knot produced by those millions of dead spirit stones completely unraveled.

Worth it!

Super worth it!

Ding Xingwang looked toward that distant Martial Saint, smiling: “Little brat, let this old man experience your strength.”

“…”

Cold sweat clearly seeped from the Brilliant Light Sacred Sect powerhouse’s forehead. After the briefest consideration, he cupped his fists: “The days ahead are long—we’ll battle another day!”

“Buzz!”

Space trembled and he disappeared.

He ran?

The corner of Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched. “That’s way too gutless!”

It wasn’t gutless.

But rather the Five Absolutes Evil Saint had displayed too much dominance.

Moreover, he was a former-generation powerhouse who’d broken through to Saint level over three thousand years ago. The Brilliant Light Sacred Sect powerhouse naturally felt fear in his heart.

Facing a proper, genuine Martial Saint, he might be willing to fight. But he feared this type of unscrupulous evil sect Martial Saint playing dirty tricks—he’d definitely be schemed against terribly then.

“How can he leave!”

Displeasure showed between Ding Xingwang’s brows as he immediately employed spatial power to pursue.

He wouldn’t let that fellow escape. After all, with his strength just restored, he wanted to find a same-realm powerhouse to fight and exercise his gradually aging muscles and bones.

The two Martial Saints left one after another, leaving only slightly trembling space behind.

“Someone come.”

Jun Changxiao waved his hand. “Tie up all three.”

“Yes!”

Li Fei, Tian Qi, and others sprang into action.

It must be said, tying up three Half-Saints at once felt quite accomplished.

…

Prison.

That Proud World Sacred Sect Half-Saint lay weakly, wondering inwardly: “Why can’t I sense any aura? Could it be Elder Hu who came to rescue me is negotiating with the Eternal Sect?”

Negotiating nothing!

In this situation, they’d definitely directly thrash him to make him understand the consequences of offending first and second-rate sects!

“Creak!”

Suddenly, the prison door opened.

He struggled to turn his head sideways and saw three human figures fly in, then fall beside him like dead dogs.

“Elder Qin!”

“Elder… Elder Hu!”

Seeing the three clearly, that Half-Saint’s eyeballs nearly popped out!

They… how were they also captured? And their entire bodies were black and purple, as if poisoned!

“Sigh.”

Zhao Doudou shook his head. “Three more pitiful people arrived.”

As a permanent prisoner in the Eternal Sect’s prison, he’d witnessed too many people being sent in and could already view it with an ordinary mindset.

Of course.

This was not knowing that counting the three who just entered, all four were Half-Saints. Otherwise, he’d definitely be shocked into shrinking back into the corner again, gnawing his fingers in alarm: “I’m actually cell mates with so many big shots!”

…

“Hall Master Li.”

Jun Changxiao sat in the Drizzle Hall, tapping his hand on the table for a while. “Send messages to Brilliant Light Sacred Sect and Proud World Sacred Sect—have them bring spirit stones to ransom the four Half-Saints. One person… three million stones each!”

Since these two first and second-rate sects so enthusiastically sent people to him, he absolutely couldn’t disappoint them—he had to extort more!

“Yes!”

Li Luoqiu immediately took action. That very day, Drizzle Hall members used various methods to deliver the ransom letters to both sects.

“Detestable!”

In Brilliant Light Sacred Sect’s main great hall, the Vice Sect Master furiously slammed his palm, shattering the table. “What is He Qingxuan doing!”

He Qingxuan was the Martial Saint scared away by Old Ding.

Logically speaking, entrusting this matter to him should have no problems. How was it that the other two Half-Saints who went ended up captured by the Eternal Sect, who even sent a ransom letter?

“Swoosh—”

Just then, He Qingxuan flew in from outside, then sat his bottom in a chair, sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

Seeing this, the Vice Sect Master and others said in astonishment: “What happened?”

“Don’t… don’t mention it,” He Qingxuan said. “That Five Absolutes Evil Saint who disappeared thousands of years ago is an Eternal Sect Elder. I was chased by him for tens of thousands of li and nearly couldn’t return.”

“What?”

The Vice Sect Master said in shock: “Five Absolutes Evil Saint?”

“That’s not right—wasn’t that old evil creature dealt with by the Hundred-Faced Medical Saint? How is he still living in the world?” an Elder said incredulously.

The Vice Sect Master said gravely: “Are you certain it’s the Five Absolutes Evil Saint?”

This question made He Qingxuan feel devastated. I’m at least a Martial Saint—if I weren’t being pursued by a famous former-generation powerhouse, how could I end up in such embarrassment!

“He used Five Absolutes Palm to injure Elder Qin and Elder Sun. It must be the Five Absolutes Evil Saint,” he said firmly.

“What? Elder Qin and Elder Sun were injured by Five Absolutes Palm?” The Vice Sect Master immediately panicked. After all, he knew this martial technique was extremely vicious—those struck would absolutely suffer a fate worse than death.

He guessed correctly.

The three Half-Saints imprisoned in the cell had awoken from unconsciousness by now, but with their entire bodies’ skin black and purple, they curled up with their backs arched, trembling violently all over.

That sinister evil aura crazily ravaged their internal meridians, working its way up to break through their sea of consciousness and begin eroding the deeper level of their souls.

“Ahh—”

“Ahhh—”

Weak yet agonized screams rang out in the prison. The sound was like malicious spirits howling in the night.

“Oh my mama.” Zhao Doudou shrank into the corner, looking at the three newcomers’ ferocious expressions and bodies wreathed in black aura. His teeth chattered in fear and his scalp exploded.

“Sect Master.”

Outside the prison, Ding Xingwang said proudly: “Those struck by this old man’s Five Absolutes Palm will die within three days, tormented by five types of evil aura—the process unbearably agonizing.”

“I can see that,” Jun Changxiao said.

“Grandpa Ding.”

Yao Mengying blinked her eyes, her face full of anticipation. “Can you teach me Five Absolutes Palm?”

“This…”

Ding Xingwang shook his head. “Though this technique is powerful, the cultivation process is extremely painful. You’d better not cultivate it.”

“I’m not afraid!” Yao Mengying said.

Jun Changxiao smiled: “Old Ding, since the little girl wants to learn, teach it to her.”

“…”

Ding Xingwang said: “Very well, I’ll teach you tomorrow.”

“Thank you Grandpa Ding, thank you Sect Master!” Yao Mengying left happily.

Ding Xingwang said seriously: “Sect Master, this girl has an Innate Demonic Body. Letting her recklessly contact evil sect techniques—aren’t you afraid of future problems?”

“As long as she doesn’t do things that bring disaster to the living or slaughter innocents, whatever problems arise, this master will handle them for her,” Jun Changxiao said.

This was his sect-founding philosophy: as long as disciples didn’t commit heaven-defying atrocities, they had the right to choose the path they wanted to walk—whether martial path, sword path, evil path, or even demonic path.

…

The next day.

Old Ding summoned Yao Mengying and patiently taught her Five Absolutes Palm. With her Innate Demonic Body, the little girl’s speed in cultivating evil sect techniques was extremely fast. After just half a day of comprehension, he was sighing in admiration.

“Hmm?”

That afternoon, Old Ding sensed powerful spiritual energy diffusing from outside. Shaking his head: “They came again?”

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Before long, the Brilliant Light Sacred Sect Vice Sect Master, bringing He Qingxuan, hovered outside Tiegu Mountain. “Sect Master Jun, can we have a calm discussion?”

Jun Changxiao’s voice rang out: “If your esteemed sect comes with the mentality of reasoning, this master warmly welcomes it!”