The Weird Attribute was equivalent to being locked in the Dungeon, while Erya was the jailer. Escape was impossible; it could only accept being purified.
Jun Changxiao left in satisfaction.
The attribute that had controlled Palace Mistress Xi's mind and sent her into a rampage could not be released, but keeping it inside the Vacuum Cleaner was no solution either. Having a place to properly discipline it was quite nice.
"If I get ganged up on in the future, I can directly activate the defensive form and suck in all external power for Erya to purify, then claim it for myself. Wouldn't my strength shoot up like bamboo after spring rain?"
Jun Changxiao's eyes immediately gleamed.
The system said, "That was only an analogy. It cannot truly absorb the energy others cultivated."
"True."
Jun Changxiao shook his head. "I still have to walk the righteous path. Crooked paths and evil ways are unacceptable."
System: "..."
As though his entire cheat-assisted rise in strength had been the righteous path.
Day had broken outside.
Creak!
Jun Changxiao pushed open the door and walked out. Standing in the courtyard, he stretched his arms and drew in a breath of fresh air, his face full of bliss. "I feel refreshed all over!"
How could he not?
He had obtained Contribution Points and plenty of equipment and resources, while his realm had also risen to the Half-Saint level.
Speaking of realms, Jun Changxiao carefully sensed himself and discovered that a grain-of-rice-sized special energy had appeared out of nowhere in his Dantian.
This was the Power of Space.
Back when Jun Changxiao had relied on the Talisman of Heaven and Earth to break through to Martial Saint, the Power of Space he had condensed was far purer than this.
Strictly speaking, a Half-step Martial Saint still