Great Desolation World,
Three Immortals Island.
This was an immortal island, suspended far out at sea, that stretched for more than a thousand miles.
As the secluded cultivation grounds of the Three Immortals Goddesses, the Interception Sect's second generation direct disciples, the island was almost entirely devoid of men. The only ones coming and going were female spirits who had cultivated enough to take human form...
Though it wasn't entirely without men!
At that moment, in the palace at the very center of the island, a structure built entirely from glazed tile, three breathtakingly beautiful fairies with graceful figures surrounded a handsome young man in white.
"Xuanming, tell Eldest Martial Uncle the truth. Did you get yourself into trouble out there?"
Yunxiao fixed her gaze on the young man in white. She had a pair of long legs and a remarkably ample bosom, yet carried herself with exceptional poise. Her voice held not only doubt but also a trace of worry.
"Eldest Martial Uncle, I really didn't!"
The young man in white—Xuanming—looked at Yunxiao with an exasperated smile. Did he seem like the sort who went around getting into trouble?
"I don't believe you!"
Before his master, Bi Xiao, could even speak, his Second Martial Uncle, Qiong Xiao, who was like a friendly older sister next door, cheerfully called him out.
"You brat, usually when Master comes around, you can't run away fast enough. If you haven't caused trouble, why would you suddenly ask to see him?"
"Exactly, exactly!"
Bi Xiao, his master, nodded repeatedly. Seeing that Xuanming remained unmoved, she even flashed her adorable little tiger teeth and threatened him with all the menace of a kitten.
"Ungrateful disciple, hurry up and confess! What trouble did you get into?"
As she spoke, Bi Xiao shot Xuanming a wink. "Don't be afraid to tell us. Even if your master can't handle it, you still have your two martial uncles... Ow!"
Bi Xiao hadn't finished speaking when a knuckle rapped her on the forehead. She glared at her big sister with a wounded expression.
"Elder Sister, you watched Xuanming grow up. Can you really bear to leave him to fend for himself?"
"Hmph!"
Yunxiao gave a cold snort, her voice stern. "That depends on right and wrong. If he dares to throw his weight around out there, then even if someone breaks his legs, he'll have brought it on himself!"
"..."
Watching the sisters perform their double act—or rather, their triple act—Xuanming could only sigh helplessly.
Was it that he didn't want to tell them?
He couldn't!
How could he explain?
That the Interception Sect was doomed before long?
That Martial Uncle Zhao would die and lose his Dao?
Or that even the three of them would eventually be personally suppressed by that shameless old bastard?
Never mind whether the Three Immortals Goddesses would believe him.
The moment he said it, that shameless old bastard on the other side might sense it.
After all, according to the novels from his previous life, the moment you mentioned a Sage by name, they would become aware of it...
Wait!
Xuanming stroked his chin, thoughtful. What if he didn't say the name and just got straight to the point?
"Eldest Martial Uncle!"
Looking up at Yunxiao, whose brows were knitted slightly, Xuanming spoke earnestly. "It's not that I don't want to tell you. This concerns the safety of the Interception Sect. I have to speak with Grandmaster in person!"
"The safety of the Interception Sect...?"
Yunxiao first turned and glared at Bi Xiao, then looked back at Xuanming with an amused expression.
"Xuanming, don't listen to your master worrying all the time. Our Interception Sect is full of experts. Few in the entire Hong Huang Continent can match us!"
"Is that so?"
Xuanming pursed his lips without comment. One-on-one, they really weren't a match for the other side. The problem was, the other side had no shame!
They'd joined forces with the Western Teachings, and even their own master had gotten involved. Otherwise, the Interception Sect wouldn't have lost.
But he obviously couldn't say that out loud.
So, under Yunxiao's puzzled gaze, Xuanming repeated with a serious expression, "Eldest Martial Uncle, trust me this once. You'll understand when we see Grandmaster!"
"..."
Yunxiao stared at Xuanming for a long while. When she saw he didn't seem to be joking, she finally nodded and turned toward the exit.
"Come on. Let's see what earth-shattering secret you have to tell."
"Thank you, Eldest Martial Uncle!"
At last, Xuanming breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could see Tongtian, he'd have completed half his mission.
That's right!
A mission!
In the eighteenth year after he transmigrated into the Great Desolation World, the legendary cheat every transmigrator was supposed to get finally appeared.
But compared with other systems that handed out gifts at the drop of a hat, his was clearly a bit of a dud.
Not only had it given him nothing at the start, its very first mission was to go to the Journey to the West world and stop Tang Sanzang from making his pilgrimage west to obtain the scriptures.
The rewards were certainly tempting: a strand of Primordial Violet Qi, two Innate Supreme Treasures, and even a chance to replace Hong Jun as the Dao Harmonizer.
But he was supposed to stop Tang Sanzang's pilgrimage?
Was this a joke?
How was he supposed to stop it?
With his life?
Even if his innate nature and aptitude in this life were both quite good, and he had the strength of a Golden Immortal as soon as he took human form—
So what?
Forget that Sun Wukong, who protected Tang Sanzang, was at least a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. He probably couldn't even beat Zhu Bajie, who was just slacking off and going along for the ride.
And even if he somehow beat Bajie and subdued the Monkey King, would the bigwigs of the Heavenly Court and Spirit Mountain just sit back and do nothing?
So, the moment he received the mission, Xuanming made his decision: call in reinforcements!
And not just any reinforcements—he was going straight beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens!
His master, Bi Xiao, and his martial uncles, Qiong Xiao and Yunxiao, together could put up a fight even against a Sage.
But they weren't Sages themselves!
If those shameless old bastards set their sights on them as soon as they arrived, there might be no way back.
So even though Tongtian might see through his identity as a transmigrator, Xuanming had no choice but to grit his teeth and take the gamble.
Soon,
Under Yunxiao's lead, the group headed straight for Biyou Palace, beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. It was the abode of Sect Leader Tongtian.
"Xuanming, it's not too late to change your mind!"
Standing before the immortal gates, which radiated overwhelming might, Yunxiao looked back at Xuanming. Her worry was plain in her eyes.
Her master was indeed kind-tempered, but if Xuanming bothered him over some trivial matter, he would surely leave a bad impression.
And then...
"Eldest Martial Uncle, trust me!"
Xuanming didn't dare say another word. He could only meet Yunxiao's worried gaze with an earnest look.
"All right."
Yunxiao sighed and said no more. She led the way into Biyou Palace.
"Senior Sister!"
The boy waiting outside the gate seemed to have known they were coming. He greeted Yunxiao, then looked at Xuanming with curiosity.
"You must be Nephew Xuanming. Master specifically sent me to welcome you... This way, please!"
"What?!"
Yunxiao couldn't help exclaiming, her voice full of surprise. "Jade Light, did Master know we were coming? Did he specifically send you to welcome us?"
"No!"
Jade Light Boy shook his head. "Senior Sister, Master asked me to welcome Xuanming. As for you... perhaps you could wait here for a while?"
"..."
Yunxiao exchanged a look with Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao. The astonishment in their eyes deepened. Could everything that brat Xuanming had said be true?
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