"How do you like this bait?"
Within Jiuzhou World.
Somewhere beyond layer upon layer of bygone ages, somewhere amid layer upon layer of illusory and real present worlds, an elegant, noble figure chuckled as he toyed with a puppet, as though showing off a rare and precious toy.
Opposite him, someone frowned deeply. If one treated a Five Calamities True Lord capable of breaking through to Pure Yang as a toy, then it truly was a toy rare beyond compare throughout the myriad heavens and worlds.
But—
Was such a toy so easy to handle?
A Five Calamities True Lord, a genuine seed of Pure Yang.
Even if ascension failed, he would still become a Great Vehicle Immortal Lord who shared Heaven's lifespan and Earth's rest, standing in the ninth realm of the Nine Realms of cultivation, beneath only the venerable Pure Yang.
What Pure Yang Holy Land would not treat such an existence with grave importance and nurture him with the utmost care?
Yet now, this one had turned a Five Calamities True Lord into his own puppet incarnation. Was he truly unafraid of enraging that person?
As though sensing the other's thoughts, the Daoist chuckled. "His life is nearly gone, and his own Dao lineage is about to be destroyed. Is a Five Calamities True Lord really so precious?"
"If he were truly that precious, would Wanshou have been cast aside in Yanzhou as an abandoned pawn?"
"Do not think too well of that old Daoist. If he were truly a good man, there would not be so many troubles."
Hearing the Daoist's words, the person seated within chaotic nothingness sneered. "Qiantian is no good man. But what kind of thing are you?"
The Daoist did not mind such rude words. "Me?"
"I am not human, nor am