Monkey: Were My Eighty-One Tribulations Rigged by Capital?

Who was the Morality Heavenly Venerate? He was the foremost of the Three Pure Ones, the supreme figure of the Daoist Sect. How could he possibly appear here?

One had to know that he resided above the Thirty-Third Heaven. Let alone this continent, even the Douluo Universe would be no different from a speck of dust in his eyes.

That was why, upon hearing the old man's introduction, Li Changsheng's first reaction had been doubt and denial. After all, no one would believe something like this.

"Since that is the case, then who do you think would dare impersonate this poor Daoist in this world?"

The Morality Heavenly Venerate smiled serenely. "Little one, judging by your reaction, you seem to know this poor Daoist's origins. Let me ask you: isn't this another world? How did you know about me?"

"It really is the Morality Heavenly Venerate?"

Li Changsheng sharply drew in a breath. Once he realized it was true, he answered honestly, "Well, I transmigrated here too. I come from the same world as your Daoist Sect."

"I see."

Though he could have calculated or deduced the child's origins, he ultimately did not do so. To him, none of that mattered.

It was better if the boy knew, but it did not matter if he did not. At most, it simply proved that they were fated in some unseen way.

"Then, Ancestor Master, have you come to give me some instructions? Do you want the Daoist Sect's banner planted across this continent?"

Unable to understand, Li Changsheng could not help asking proactively. "If that is the case, why did you need to come here personally? You could have simply sent me a dream. This junior will definitely do everything in his power to serve you!"

"You are overthinking it. This poor Daoist merely wished to find a quiet place to stay."

The Morality Heavenly Venerate shook his head.

"A quiet place?"

Li Changsheng was puzzled. Could this broken world possibly be quieter than the Tushita Palace in the Thirty-Third Heaven?

Could it be that the man before him had done something so outrageous that the other five Saints had joined forces to suppress him, or that Hongjun had personally stepped in?

Although that possibility was small, it was the most likely explanation at present. After all, the Morality Heavenly Venerate was standing right in front of him.

"That is correct!"

The Morality Heavenly Venerate nodded. Seeing the doubt on the other party's face, he waved the whisk in his right hand.

The next moment, the Taiji Diagram that had been in Li Changsheng's hand began spinning rapidly.

"It is a long story. See for yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, images appeared on the Taiji Diagram.

It was the Tushita Palace.

(Monkey: Taishang Laojun, your Tushita Palace only has two attendants and one ox, yet all of them went down to block the road. What kind of master are you?

Taishang Laojun: I... just didn't notice.

Monkey: Fine, I can understand losing people and cattle. But tell me, how did you lose the belt around your waist?

Taishang Laojun: This... uh, uh, uh... I...

Monkey: I'm honestly speechless. Why didn't you lose yourself too?

Taishang Laojun: Ah, you're right! Why didn't I lose myself too? Perfect, I can take a vacation! Lose myself!

Monkey: You can just lose yourself like that? Were my Eighty-One Tribulations rigged by capital?)

By the time he reached this point, Li Changsheng was completely speechless. He had never imagined that the reason would be this absurd.

"Wait, then why did you absorb my Soul Power?"

At that moment, Li Changsheng seemed to remember something.

To be honest, he did not believe he truly had no Soul Power. So if he was right, the culprit behind it was the Morality Heavenly Venerate's handiwork.

"Soul Power? What Soul Power?"

The Morality Heavenly Venerate froze slightly. Looking baffled, he asked, "You mean that tiny bit of energy inside your body?"

"Yes."

Li Changsheng nodded.

"Heh, I thought someone had farted, so I casually purified it!"

Li Changsheng felt terrible.

Though that was technically true, could he not have phrased it a little more tactfully?

"Fine, I understand!"

After a brief bout of speechlessness, Li Changsheng sighed and ultimately accepted it.

As long as he was not truly Innate Level Zero and unable to cultivate, everything else was no big deal.

Of course, having the Morality Heavenly Venerate as a powerful backer was even better. After all, the current Douluo Continent was nothing like it had been ten thousand years ago. What if Divine King Tang, high above the Nine Heavens, set his sights on him? Wouldn't that be disastrous?

Fortunately, he no longer needed to worry about that.

Though he did not know what the Morality Heavenly Venerate was thinking, anyone could tell that, as the supreme god of the Huaxia Daoist Sect, he would never allow his descendant to be targeted by ants from another world. After all, Laozi Li Er of the Spring and Autumn period had been the final transformation among his eighty-one transformations.

Meanwhile, Mother Jiang lay in bed. When she saw her daughter return, she asked weakly, "Nannan, how did Changsheng's Martial Soul Awakening go? Did it go smoothly?"

"It went smoothly enough, but something strange happened."

Jiang Nannan walked to the table, poured herself a cup of clear tea, drank it, and then sat down beside her mother.

"Something strange? What happened?"

Mother Jiang asked curiously.

"Changsheng clearly awakened Twin Martial Souls, and their quality does not seem bad at all, but he has no Soul Power. Not even one level."

Jiang Nannan was completely puzzled. "Logically speaking, Soul Masters who awaken Twin Martial Souls are all geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power. That is why I find this so strange."

"Twin Martial Souls? Level Zero Soul Power?"

Mother Jiang was equally bewildered. It was hard to imagine that these two things could appear in the same person.

"Yes, isn't that strange?" Jiang Nannan said.

"It is rather strange."

Mother Jiang nodded. After thinking for a moment, she said softly, "But I think something must have gone wrong. Otherwise, Changsheng's Innate Soul Power could not possibly be less than even one level."

"Then what do you think we should do, Mother?" Jiang Nannan asked.

"Do not worry yet. Let us wait and see. Perhaps it will recover later."

Mother Jiang had no better suggestions or ideas. After all, it was the first time she had encountered such a situation as well.

"Alright."

Jiang Nannan did not object. She could only hope that, just as her mother had said, something had gone wrong, rather than Li Changsheng having been born unable to cultivate.

The following morning, sunlight pierced through the clouds, dispelling darkness and cold as it brought light and warmth to the world.

Li Changsheng opened his eyes and sat up from his bed. Then he crossed his legs and began cultivating.

Though he could not quickly return to his initial level, being able to cultivate was enough. As for anything else, he did not wish to ask for too much.