Be Careful

Night fell, and Tongtian tossed and turned in bed. How could he possibly sleep?

He believed more than eighty percent of what Wang Yuan had said. He had never imagined that his Jie Sect was already in such danger.

Tongtian rolled over and sat up. The Myriad Transformation Lucid Grass was wonderful and incredibly comfortable to lie on, but... whenever he thought of how so many disciples might one day end up on the Investiture of the Gods or even be reduced to ashes, his heart ached.

He stepped out of the room. A thick mist blanketed the courtyard, and Tongtian took a deep breath. The rich spiritual energy made him let out a comfortable hum.

Then he noticed a shadow ahead, with a red point flickering above it.

Yet Tongtian could not sense the slightest aura from the other party. Could it be... an intruder?

What audacity!

Someone actually dared to set their sights on his property?

Tongtian flew into a rage!

By now, he already regarded Wang Yuan's treasures as his own! The kind he would inherit as a son inherited his father's estate!

"Bold! Who is there?"

His shout startled the figure, and the red point fell to the ground with a plop.

"Damn it! You scared me!" Wang Yuan painfully picked up the cigar from the ground. He had painstakingly grown it himself, and cigars grown in Nine Heavens Breathing Earth really did taste great.

Tongtian felt rather embarrassed and stepped forward. "Uncle, why aren't you resting?"

Wang Yuan took a drag and said forlornly, "Can't sleep."

Having learned that he had come to the Investiture of the Gods World, and with nothing but a system that delivered items every day, he had become truly cautious. He did not even dare leave the immortal mountain.

"Uncle, I wish to ask you something..." Tongtian did not realize that calling him Uncle was becoming increasingly natural. It rolled off his tongue with incomparable smoothness. He had also figured it out: this Uncle was, after all, the reincarnation of a Chaos Demon God. Calling him Uncle according to seniority was no big deal!

"Speak."

"Uncle, I want to know whether everything you said about the Jie Sect is true?"

Wang Yuan frowned. "You doubt me?"

"No, no, I wouldn't dare!"

"Fine, nephew, I can't blame you. My eldest brother must have raised you stupid, so you don't know how dangerous the world is. The Jie Sect's failure had many causes, but your uncle has summed them up into two points."

"Which two?" Tongtian's eyes lit up. He felt that what Wang Yuan was about to say had to be the essence of the matter.

"First, the Jie Sect has too many people. It's simply too difficult to manage, and there are bound to be good and bad mixed together. Even if the second-generation disciples were carefully selected, it would still be hard to see into people's hearts. Even if every second-generation disciple was decent, what about the Third Generation Disciples? The Jie Sect accepts all comers. To curry favor with that fool Tongtian, the disciples would inevitably compete to take in more disciples. Their descendants would multiply without end! With such a massive web of connections, tugging one hair would move the whole body!"

Tongtian's face flushed red after hearing this. "Uncle, why did you say... Tongtian is an idiot?"

Wang Yuan did not notice his expression. Since he could not leave anyway, he might as well have a good talk with Tongtian. It was not bad to comment on the affairs of the world either... comment on the affairs of the world?

If he could use the system to alter the general course of the Investiture of the Gods from within this tiny immortal mountain, that would not be bad at all!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the meaning of life!

He suddenly burst into laughter. "The second point I want to make is about Tongtian. Why do I call him a fool? Because he really is stupid."

Tongtian: ...

Uncle, does your conscience not hurt when you talk about me like that?

"Please enlighten me, Uncle."

"Enlighten you my ass. This is very simple. Let me tell you: Tongtian trusted his two elder brothers too much, to the point that he did not even realize he was being plotted against. The Three Sects jointly signed the Investiture of the Gods. Why did the Jie Sect bear everything?"

Tongtian frowned. "That is not quite true, is it? It was merely a matter of each following their own fate."

"Each following their own fate? That's what those two used to fool idiots. They have few disciples, and every one of them is precious. Why should they follow their own fate just like the Jie Sect? Besides, if their disciples were truly in danger, they would intervene."

Tongtian frowned. "Surely not? Do they not care about their dignity? Would they personally move against juniors in disputes among disciples?"

Wang Yuan sneered at Tongtian. "With this level of intelligence, you don't deserve to be my nephew!"

"What is dignity worth? Have you never considered that the Jie Sect has grown too powerful and already made them jealous?"

Hearing this, Tongtian recalled all sorts of details, especially the scenes whenever the three of them left the mountain. Laozi only had a handful of disciples, while Yuanshi Tianzun was slightly better off, with at least a dozen or so.

But when it came to him, his disciples would line up and kneel upon the ground, a vast sea of people with imposing momentum.

Several times, Tongtian had seen Yuanshi's face darken. He had thought his second senior brother was worried that taking in so many disciples would exhaust him.

Now that he thought about it, Yuanshi probably looked down on him instead.

And Laozi and Yuanshi always acted in perfect accord.

At this thought, Tongtian knitted his brows tightly. He became even more unable to remain still.

"Uncle, I want to leave the mountain for a while..."

Wang Yuan frowned. "For what? You should cultivate properly. It's so dangerous outside. Why go out?"

Tongtian truly did not seem to be lying. He was a Saint, after all, but how could he leave without lying?

Uncle wanted him to cultivate. Did he dare defy him?

Then what would happen to this enormous family estate? He had visited the treasure vault too. Innate Spiritual Treasures, Innate Supreme Treasures... they were all nothing!

The aura of several treasures had made even Tongtian, a dignified Enlightened Saint, feel his heart tremble!

There was no need to say it—they had to be items from chaos!

"Well... my old father is at home and needs looking after..."

"Oh, you mean my eldest brother. Sigh, as for that, I would like to go see him too, but..."

Wang Yuan thought to himself, I'm too scared!

"Then fine. Go home and visit, but come back early. And it's dangerous outside the mountain, so Uncle will give you something for protection."

Wang Yuan beckoned, and an object flew over from the pond by the courtyard gate. It shone with dazzling seven-colored radiance. Tongtian's eyes nearly popped out. The Thirty-Sixth Grade Seven-Colored Lotus!!!

He had coveted it for a long time, but he could not bring himself to ask Wang Yuan for it.

"This is good stuff. Stand on it, and beasts and wolves won't be able to bite you. Although Uncle doesn't know what things are like outside, you should still be more careful. Oh, and these lotus seeds are quite tasty."

As he spoke, Wang Yuan plucked a lotus seed from it, tossed it into his mouth, and began chewing with loud crunches.

"Crunchy and sweet."

Tongtian's heart ached so much that tears nearly fell.

A lotus seed from the Thirty-Sixth Grade Seven-Colored Lotus!! Not only could it bring back the dead, it could even ignore reincarnation!

And Uncle had just eaten it?

It might not be of much use to Tongtian, but it would be enormously useful to his disciples!

But did he dare show any other expression?