Mu Feiyang's face was full of confusion. Hadn't everything been fine just now? Why had the system fallen silent the moment he ascended to the Primordial Realm?
Yet no matter how Mu Feiyang called out to the system, he received no response. Filled with confusion, he checked the System Mall—and that look gave him a fright.
He hurriedly checked the System Space again, and his expression turned even uglier. Both the System Mall and the System Space had vanished.
"Fuck!"
"Did the system run off with the money? That's way too disloyal! It ran away without even saying goodbye. At the very least, it could've left my things behind!"
The moment Mu Feiyang discovered that both the System Mall and System Space were gone, he cursed furiously. It had actually slipped away without a sound—was there really such an irresponsible system?
If it wanted to leave, then fine!
But it should at least have left behind everything in his System Space! All his belongings had been stored there!
Who would have thought the system could run away? How could that not drive Mu Feiyang mad with rage?
What Mu Feiyang did not know was that above the Thirty-three Heavens of the Primordial Realm stood a magnificent, ancient palace. Within it sat an elderly man cross-legged, bearing the air of an immortal sage.
Suddenly, a tiny spirit appeared before the old man. As though sensing something, the old man opened eyes that had been closed for who knew how long.
"Master, the Young Master has ascended!"
"Oh?"
"He finally decided to ascend?"
The old man was first taken aback, then smiled and scolded lightly. The tiny spirit circled around him once.
"Master, are we really not going to look after the Young Master? This is the Primordial Realm! Although the First