Qin Feng: Go Pioneer the Depths of Chaos

Golden Ao Island, Myriad Fragrance Divine Hall.

The afternoon sun shone through the glazed tiles, casting dappled shadows, making the hall warm and tranquil.

Qin Feng leaned lazily against the cloud bed, and with a light tap of his fingertip in the air, a huge water mirror appeared out of thin air.

The scene reflected in the water mirror is exactly what appears outside the gate of Golden Ao Island.

Two ragged, emaciated figures were kneeling on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, banging their heads against the ground and screaming at the top of their lungs.

These two people were none other than the two once-high-ranking saints of the Western Teachings, Jieyin and Zhunti.

His pitiful appearance and his earnest wailing were even more intense than those of the most professional mourners in the world.

Qin Feng leisurely treated this scene as entertainment, picked up a cup of Enlightenment Tea, and blew on it to cool it down.

Surrounding him sat a host of goddesses, including the Queen Mother of the West, Nuwa, and the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, enjoying celestial fruits and this rare afternoon tea time.

"Pfft!"

Bixiao, the most lively of them all, couldn't hold back any longer. Looking at the two clowns in the water mirror, she laughed so hard she almost fell over.

"Hehehe... Husband, where did you find these two clowns? They're so funny! I think we should just capture them and turn them into two stone lions, placing them at the entrance of our Myriad Fragrance Divine Hall, so they can repent to us day and night. Wouldn't that be better?"

Upon hearing this, Qiong Xiao covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Yun Xiao, however, who was the most composed, frowned slightly and said softly, "Sister, please don't be reckless. These two were once Heavenly Dao Saint, and they had great reputations in the Primordial World. If we kill them directly or humiliate them like this, it might damage my husband's reputation as the Heavenly Emperor."

Yun Xiao paused, pondered for a moment, and continued, "Why not punish them with hard labor? This would both atone for their sins and fulfill my husband's benevolence."

Listening to her sisters' discussion, Nuwa, who had remained silent until now, put down her teacup, a hint of pity in her eyes.

She looked at Qin Feng and said softly, "Husband, although they have made great mistakes, the Daoist arts they created have also saved some lives. They are not entirely without merit. Why not give them a chance to atone for their sins?"

Nuwa's voice was gentle, yet it seemed to carry a comforting power.

Qin Feng's eyes lit up after hearing this.

Kill them? That's too easy on them.

Using stone lions? That's creative, but not original enough.

Hard labor? That's alright, but it's not satisfying enough.

It's always our own Saint Mother Mother's ideas that are the most interesting.

The highest level of torment is not to kill someone, but to give them hope and then let them destroy that hope with their own hands.

"Nuwa's idea is better."

Qin Feng chuckled and pinched Nuwa's cheek, then casually waved his hand across the empty space in the main hall.

The next second, the space in the center of the hall distorted.

Just moments before, Jieyin and Zhunti were Jieyin and lamenting outside the mountain gate, but in an instant, they were drawn in by an irresistible force and appeared out of thin air inside the main hall.

The two felt a blur before their eyes, and their environment suddenly changed. A terrifying aura that made even their sacred souls tremble rushed towards them.

When they saw the circle of goddesses sitting around them, and the man lounging lazily on the throne at the very top, they were terrified.

"The sinner Jieyin (Zhunti) pays respects to His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor! Pays respects to all the Empress!"

Without a second thought, the two of them immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, burying their heads deep in the floor, their bodies trembling like leaves, not daring to even breathe.

Qin Feng leaned lazily against the throne, casually picked up a crystal-clear grape, peeled it, and popped it into the mouth of the Queen Mother of the West beside him, his actions intimate and natural.

He didn't even glance down at the two saints kneeling on the ground, but spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"The Primordial World a place of beautiful mountains and clear waters, brimming with spiritual energy. It's too clean now to accommodate two such filthy creatures like you."

These words, though not harsh, were like two invisible slaps to the faces of Jieyin and Zhunti, making their already pale complexions turn even paler.

Qin Feng seemed oblivious to their predicament and continued unhurriedly, "However, there are many desolate places in the Chaos Sea. Being kind-hearted, I'll show you a way to survive."

"I hereby punish you to go to the depths of chaos to 'pioneering'."

"When will you be able to create three thousand lesser worlds from chaos, and plant your Western Teachings's Bodhi Tree in each of them?"

"When will I forgive your sins?"

Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti, who had been completely despondent, suddenly raised their heads.

A moment of confusion flashed in their eyes, but that confusion was quickly replaced by an immense, unbelievable ecstasy!

To explore the Chaos Realm?

Create three thousand lesser worlds?

Although it sounds like endless hard labor, it's also a way for them to survive!

As long as they don't die and can retain their Saint Position, they'd accept anything, even 30,000 or 3,000 lesser worlds!

Moreover, isn't this exactly what Western Teachings excel at? Expanding the world and spreading their doctrines!

This is hardly a punishment; it's an immense blessing! It's His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor indirectly supporting the Western Teachings!

Having figured this out, the two trembled with excitement and immediately kowtowed again, their voices becoming sharp and high-pitched with joy.

"Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor! Thank you for your grace, Your Heavenly Emperor!"

"Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor is wise! This is an immense opportunity for our Western Teachings! We will certainly live up to Your Majesty's high expectations and expand the territory of Heaven!"

The two were moved to tears, overwhelmed with gratitude, as if Qin Feng were their long-lost father.

Seeing their ecstatic expressions, Qin Feng's lips slowly curled into a cold and mocking smile.

"Grace?"

He sneered, extended his finger, and flicked it at the two people below.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Two runes, imbued with the supreme Heavenly Dao Laws and shimmering with purple-gold light, instantly burst forth from the void, so fast that the two saints had no time to react before they were firmly imprinted upon their true spirits.

"Ah--"

A sharp pain originating from the deepest part of their souls caused both of them to let out a piercing scream at the same time.

They felt as if a cold and heavy shackle had been placed over their very souls.

A domineering and unquestionable message exploded directly into their souls.

[Pioneer Contract]

[Task: Within the chaos, create three thousand lesser worlds and let Bodhi Tree grow throughout them.]

[Time Limit: Ten Yuanhui]

[Penalty for breach of contract: If the mission fails, times out, or if the mission is neglected, the true spirit will be automatically assimilated by the Chaos Qi, resulting in the annihilation of both body and soul, and eternal damnation.]

[This contract is generated by the new Heavenly Dao Laws; it cannot be violated, transferred, or circumvented.]

Upon seeing these domineering and merciless contract terms, the ecstatic joy on Jieyin and Zhunti's faces instantly froze, then quickly faded, turning into ashes.

Ten Yuanhui?

To create three thousand complete microcosms? And to plant them all with Bodhi Tree?

How is that possible!

This is simply an impossible task!

The soaring ambition and beautiful dreams for the future that had just begun to rise were shattered at this moment by this cold contract.

Their last shred of hope was utterly shattered.

The two collapsed to the ground, their eyes vacant, as if all their energy had been drained away.

After a long while, she finally regained a bit of strength from the extreme despair, and once again bowed down, kowtowing heavily in Qin Feng's direction.

This time, however, there was no joy in their voices, only endless numbness and resignation.

"This sinner... kowtows in gratitude... for Heaven's grace..."