Grand Supreme Elder Lord: If You're Tired, Have Some Candy-Nine Revolutions Golden Elixirs Galore!

Primal Celestial Venerable's plea still reverberated through the ripples of time and space.

Sovereign of Heaven's sword intent still roared within Yang Chen's Sea of Consciousness.

The black line of Returning Ruin hanging above Golden Ao Island, together with the life force of all things across the primordial land that was steadily fading away, formed a deathly tableau before the end of days.

Five Sages, five entirely different responses, five merciless slaps to the face.

Throughout the primordial world, every ancient being watching this place felt a numbness and terror that rose from the depths of their Divine Souls.

That madman could not be swayed by reason or force.

He truly seemed to want nothing.

He only wanted destruction.

Now, all the pressure and all the gazes—whether fearful, expectant, or despairing—pierced through the Thirty-Three Heavens and converged upon that palace which remained tranquil all year round, as though it had forever stood apart from worldly affairs.

Tushita Palace.

Among the Six Sages of the primordial world, Grand Supreme Elder Lord was the most unfathomable. He held the fate of the Human Teachings in his hand and was revered as the Dao Ancestor.

What would he do?

At this moment, time lost all meaning.

Space, too, seemed to turn into a slab of solidified amber.

Amid this extreme silence, enough to shatter even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal's Dao Heart, a faint sigh, almost impossible to catch, drifted leisurely from Tushita Palace.

That sigh carried no power of laws and contained no Sage's pressure.

It was very light.

So light that it seemed like nothing more than the helpless sigh of an old father watching his most rebellious child insist on smashing everything in the house to vent his dissatisfaction.

Yet that sigh was also very heavy.

So heavy that the Heavenly Dao tribulation clouds, which had been frantically gathering power in preparation to settle all accounts, fell silent for an instant, even the friction of laws within them ceasing.

Then.

A point of violet-gold radiance emerged from nothingness without warning.

It pierced through the barriers of the Thirty-Three Heavens, ignored time, space, and distance, and appeared directly before Yang Chen.

The radiance faded.

A perfectly round pill the size of a longan quietly floated there.

Nine naturally formed violet patterns coiled around the pill, as though they contained the ultimate truths of heaven and earth. Wisps of fragrant medicinal mist spread from it. With merely a faint whiff, the restless innate spiritual energy nearby instantly became tame and peaceful, even emitting a buzzing hum like joyful cheers.

The dense black karmic aura around Yang Chen, so thick it had become tangible, was forced back half a step by that medicinal fragrance and could not approach the pill at all.

Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir!

Grand Supreme Elder Lord's ultimate divine medicine, kept in reserve!

One pill was enough to let an ordinary mortal ascend on the spot and step directly into the realm of Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

Even the Sage disciples, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Exposition Teachings and the Seven Attendant Immortals of the Interception Teachings, were absolutely unqualified to enjoy such a heaven-defying treasure.

The next moment, Grand Supreme Elder Lord's tranquil, detached voice, devoid of the slightest worldly air, slowly rang out in Yang Chen's mind.

It lacked Primordial's urgency, Sovereign of Heaven's dominance, Nuwa's gentleness, and the West's sorrow.

It was calm, so calm that it seemed to be stating some utterly insignificant matter.

"Son, if you're tired, have some candy."

Boom!

That single word, "son," was spoken casually, yet it struck harder than any form of address used by the other Sages.

Primordial's "son" had been an uncontrolled outburst born of fear.

Sovereign of Heaven's "son" had been an attempt at recruitment born of admiration.

But Grand Supreme Elder Lord's "son" carried the helpless indulgence and comfort of an elder toward a junior.

As though the earth-shaking havoc Yang Chen had stirred up truly amounted to nothing more than childish mischief in his eyes.

Grand Supreme Elder Lord's soothing voice continued.

"This is the Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir I personally refined. There is no other like it in the primordial world."

"Eat it. Steady yourself and calm your nerves."

"After you're done, we'll continue cultivating immortality. Don't make a fuss."

He spoke lightly, yet every word exuded an incomparably lavish air.

The Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir, unique in all the primordial world, had become nothing more than candy for coaxing a child.

Its heaven-defying effects, enough to drive even Quasi-Saints mad, were reduced to merely "steady yourself and calm your nerves."

And the horrifying threat of destroying the entire primordial world was casually defined as "don't make a fuss."

This was a more sophisticated stance.

He had not resorted to threats, enticement, or emotional appeals like the other Sages.

He placed himself on a higher level, one almost akin to the Dao itself.

He was using a form of dimensional suppression to dissolve Yang Chen's madness.

He seemed to have seen through Yang Chen's unstable condition, his exhausted mind and spirit, and thus sent the most direct and effective restorative medicine.

A single Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir was enough to restore any cultivator below the Grand Unity realm to their most complete peak state in an instant, no matter how severe their injuries or how exhausted their Divine Soul.

To add weight to this "candy," he even thoughtfully added another sentence.

"If you like it, the alchemy furnace in my Eight Sceneries Palace will be opened especially for you from now on. You'll have all you want!"

At those words.

Kunlun Mountain fell silent.

Golden Ao Island fell silent.

Wa Huang Palace was speechless.

Mount Sumeru was cloaked in gloom.

He would open the furnace solely for him!

All he wanted!

What a terrifying promise! It meant that, so long as Yang Chen nodded, he would possess an endless supply of supreme resources capable of mass-producing Grand Unity Golden Immortals!

Grand Supreme Elder Lord's strategy appeared simple, but in truth, it was ruthless to the extreme.

What he offered was not an illusory status, not authority that had to be maintained through struggle, not a honey trap concealing snares, and certainly not poison meant to disarm him.

What he offered was the most tangible, most universally valuable resource in the entire primordial world!

It was the fundamental thing that could truly elevate a cultivator's cultivation!

He believed no one could refuse such temptation.

However.

As Yang Chen looked at the Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir before him, shrouded in violet energy and overflowing with medicinal fragrance, the twisted smile of utter hopelessness and great liberation on his face did not change in the slightest.

What surged in the depths of the icy sea of his Divine Soul was not delight, but a deeper, bone-chilling mockery.

Have some candy?

Grand Supreme Elder Lord.

Worthy of being the foremost among the Six Sages. His schemes truly ran deeper than anyone else's.

This candy really was a good thing.

But it was also the most precise test.

The moment I eat it, it will mean I still want to live. It will mean I still care about advancing my cultivation. It will mean my "madness" has limits—that I can be soothed, that I can be bought.

At that moment, the ultimate weapon in my hand, called "perishing together," will develop an invisible crack.

I will go from being a madman afraid of nothing back into a pawn with weaknesses and desires.

Today, you can coax me with one piece of candy.

Tomorrow, you can buy me with a hundred pieces of candy and control me with a thousand.

Until, in the end, you turn me completely into a dog wagging its tail and begging beside your alchemy furnace!

Yang Chen sneered inwardly, but the curve of his lips widened further, while the flames in his eyes that sought to destroy all things burned ever more purely.

He merely curled his lip in disdain and could not even be bothered to look at that golden elixir again.

He ignored it completely.

You think one piece of candy is enough to brush me off?

You Sages really look down too much on me, the "Debt King"!