Shameless!
Utterly shameless!
Even Jie Yin and Zhun Ti could not help but grumble inwardly, their expressions strange.
Chen Ku was now a Grand Luo Golden Immortal. Across this vast world, he could be considered a mighty expert capable of ruling one side.
What was more, with Jie Yin and Zhun Ti as his master and Martial Uncle, who would dare harm him once he revealed his identity?!
Traveling alone was too dangerous? That was utter nonsense!
Exchanging glances, Jie Yin and Zhun Ti wore helpless expressions and could only smile bitterly to themselves.
This brat clearly just wanted to slack off.
Yet he made it sound so righteous!
That was what Jie Yin thought.
Zhun Ti, meanwhile, was far more blunt. With feigned anger, he said in a deep voice:
"Martial Nephew, how could you be like this?!"
"Every true powerhouse has endured the tempering of blood and fire, possessing an unyielding Dao heart and fearing nothing."
"If you are so timid and hesitant, then how can our West ever rise to greatness?!"
In truth, Zhun Ti had already put it very tactfully.
To put it bluntly, although this Martial Nephew Chen Ku possessed extraordinary comprehension and could be called a peerless genius—
He was just too damn slippery.
Rely on him to revive the West? That was nothing but a fantasy.
Zhun Ti might act shamelessly, but he was also a man of great perseverance and great ambitions.
Reviving the West was not merely something he talked about.
But why had his own Martial Nephew failed to learn even the slightest bit of that?
Who would have thought that, after hearing Zhun Ti's words, Chen Ku remained unmoved?
With an awkward chuckle, he continued without so much as a change in expression or heartbeat:
"Hehe, Martial Uncle, that is where you are mistaken!"
"Keeping quiet while accomplishing great things, then stunning everyone in one stroke—that is the conduct of the wise."
"Those who flaunt themselves everywhere and act too high-profile will only become targets for all."
"So it is better to stay with Master and Martial Uncle."
"In any case, there is no way I will travel alone."
Chen Ku shook his head like a rattle drum, his face filled with refusal.
He knew that although Zhun Ti wore a deliberately angry expression, he would never truly become enraged over such a trivial matter.
A little banter and joking around would be enough to handle it.
Seeing this, Jie Yin and Zhun Ti were truly helpless.
Well then!
This brat was completely impervious to reason.
Zhun Ti was left speechless.
Jie Yin also shook his head with a laugh, knowing there was no use saying more.
His disciple could neither be persuaded nor driven away.
After pondering for a moment, Jie Yin could only say:
"Since that is the case, why do the three of us not travel to Buzhou Mountain?"
The moment those words fell, Chen Ku's eyes immediately lit up.
Buzhou Mountain?!
Buzhou Mountain was good!
It was formed from the spine of the great god Pangu and was the Primordial Pillar of Heaven.
Calling it the greatest Blessed Grotto-Heaven in the world would not be an exaggeration.
One could imagine that there would certainly be no shortage of opportunities there.
"Good, good!"
"Then let us go to Buzhou Mountain!"
Chen Ku nodded repeatedly, his face full of anticipation and longing.
Without further words, master and disciples set out once more, heading toward Buzhou Mountain.
Fortunately, it was not difficult to find. Buzhou Mountain was incomparably majestic and awe-inspiring.
Even from trillions of miles away, one could vaguely make out its outline by looking into the distance.
With the two quasi-saints, Jie Yin and Zhun Ti, leading the way, the three traveled at incredible speed, swift as lightning.
As always, wherever they passed, they thoroughly plundered the land, digging three feet deep.
Along the way, regardless of how much Jie Yin and Zhun Ti gained, Chen Ku himself also made a fortune.
He did not rely solely on what he found himself.
Whenever Jie Yin and Zhun Ti obtained something, Chen Ku would repeatedly lament his hardships, leaving them both with helpless expressions.
How could they not know that Chen Ku was trying to play the victim before his own master and Martial Uncle?
After Chen Ku nagged them to the point of irritation, they could only bestow a few opportunities upon him.
Behind the three of them, they left only scenes of crumbling walls and utter devastation.
None of them felt the slightest guilt over it.
After all, the spirit veins of the Eastern World had not been damaged, and there were countless earth veins.
Even if they plundered everything clean, after several tens of thousands of years, the spirit veins and earth veins would nurture life anew.
Chen Ku also had some thoughts about this.
"Alas... our West suffers!"
"In the past, even supreme treasures like the Four Swords of Zhuxian were born in our Western World."
"If not for the great battle of the War of the Dao and the Demon, the West would never have been weaker than the East..."
Chen Ku sighed wistfully.
In the past, the Four Swords of Zhuxian had been nurtured by the Western spirit veins. Luo Hou, the Demon Ancestor, had also established his Daoist sanctum in the Western World.
Moreover, during ancient times, Mount Sumeru had been regarded by all living beings as the center of the primordial world.
Its prestige had been so great that even present-day Kunlun Mountain could not compare.
This showed just how extraordinary the Western World had once been.
It could even be said that at its peak, the Western World had likewise been filled with spiritual treasures and countless opportunities.
Unfortunately... everything had now been destroyed, beyond recovery!
Hearing Chen Ku's words, Jie Yin revealed a trace of gratification. Shaking his head with a smile, he said:
"You brat, even I, your master, am not so pessimistic."
"Why must you be like this?!"
"I firmly believe that one day, our West will rise once more and make the world look upon it with awe and reverence."
Jie Yin, who usually wore a face of sorrow, revealed an indescribably steadfast Dao heart today.
It was clear that although Jie Yin had been born with a sorrowful appearance, anyone who could achieve what he had today was no ordinary person.
The firmness of his Dao heart was surpassed by few in the world.
This made Chen Ku smile knowingly.
"Master is right!"
He had no doubts about Jie Yin's words.
In later generations, Zhu Yuanzhang began with nothing but a bowl and forcibly founded an imperial dynasty.
Yet his own Master and Martial Uncle were even more formidable than Zhu Yuanzhang.
The West might appear barren, desolate, and insignificant?!
But Jie Yin and Zhun Ti were simply that formidable. Rising from humble beginnings, they forcibly carved out a path forward and became the greatest winners after the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.
In later generations, they would even single-handedly lead the Journey to the West Tribulation, making Buddhism the foremost great orthodoxy, with the widest reach and most flourishing providence in all the world.
It could be said that the West was the only one that truly laughed last.
At present, the Three Pure Ones seemed to possess boundless fame and overwhelming majesty, but what of it?!
In the end, it was merely temporary glory!
Did not the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation still cause the Three Sects to fall apart, forcing the Three Pure Ones to swallow the Saint-Falling Pill?
And Tongtian, the leader of the Intercepting Sect, suffered the most, being directly confined within the Purple Cloud Palace.
At that thought, Chen Ku felt even more invigorated.
"Everyone says we are shameless, so what?!"
"Hehe... There is no shame in doing whatever it takes to survive!"
His resolve to cling tightly to Jie Yin and Zhun Ti and never risk danger alone grew even firmer.
Of course, if Jie Yin and Zhun Ti had learned of such thoughts, they would likely have been so angered that they spat blood and cursed Chen Ku for being so unambitious.
Amid such travels, the years slipped away swiftly.
No one knew how much time had passed.
On this day, the three were traveling atop auspicious clouds.
Suddenly, Chen Ku's expression shifted as he sensed something.
"Hm?"
"The aura of a spiritual root being born?!"
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