While Jieyin and Zhunti were still searching all over the Great Desolation World for Sect Leader Tongtian and traces of Interception Sect disciples,
in the main world,
at Biyou Palace,
a group of Interception Sect disciples from the Journey to the West world, including Golden Spirit Mother and San Xiao, were trying to process the fact that there were two worlds and two masters.
Meanwhile, beside them, the main world's Yunxiao, Qiong Xiao, and Bi Xiao were listening to Xuanming's explanation, dumbfounded.
"Dear disciple, you're saying that in the future, Martial Uncle Yuanshi will beat me to death with his Jade Ruyi?"
Bi Xiao had always been mischievous, but now her little face was pale. Clearly, she couldn't accept that her usually gentle martial uncle would actually attack her.
"That's not all!"
Xuanming had naturally noticed that his master was upset, but to dispel her wishful thinking, he could only sigh helplessly.
"Not only were you beaten to death, Second Martial Uncle was turned into a pool of blood, and even Eldest Martial Uncle was suppressed beneath Kirin Cliff. She wasn't rescued until Grandmaster went there this time!"
As he spoke, Xuanming looked toward the Journey to the West versions of Yunxiao, Qiong Xiao, and Bi Xiao not far away, and beckoned to them.
"Eldest Martial Uncle, Second Martial Uncle, you'll be much more convincing if you tell them yourselves!"
"..."
At his words, Journey to the West Yunxiao instinctively glanced at her master. Seeing him nod, she walked over with her two younger sisters.
"D-daoyou!"
Looking at the person before her who was exactly like herself, yet had lived through less, Journey to the West Yunxiao hadn't even spoken when her eyes inexplicably reddened.
She thought of the despair she'd felt when her younger sister died. Then she remembered the loneliness and regret of spending thousands of years suppressed beneath Kirin Cliff.
She regretted not heeding her master's warning and rashly leaving the mountain, which had caused her two younger sisters' deaths.
Even more, she hated the inhuman Yuanshi Tianzun for using his status as a Saint to attack juniors like them.
Of course!
Before that, she'd also resented her own master for being powerless, allowing the shameless old pair, Yuanshi and Taishang, to attack their juniors.
But now?
Journey to the West Yunxiao thought of the few white hairs on her master's head, as well as Xuanming's earlier account, and her gaze gradually grew resolute.
"Daoyou, words are often too insubstantial. Why not look through my memories yourself?"
"Would that be... appropriate?"
Yunxiao was tempted. It wasn't that she doubted Xuanming or her master, but she wanted to know even more what the future would be like.
For instance, why did her younger sister die?
And why did her martial uncle attack them?
Where was her master at the time? Why had he let her and the others be killed by their martial uncle? Had he stopped caring about the lives of Interception Sect disciples?
She had far too many questions—things she couldn't bring herself to ask, yet desperately wanted to know.
Therefore,
when Journey to the West Yunxiao generously shared her memories, Yunxiao hesitated only briefly before choosing to accept.
Soon,
as scene after scene flashed before her eyes, Yunxiao's Quasi-Saint cultivation went violently out of control despite her efforts to contain it.
"Grandmaster! Grandmaster, help!!"
Xuanming, who bore the brunt of it, was horrified. He hurriedly called to Tongtian for help. He didn't want to be blasted to pieces by his own Eldest Martial Uncle's ferocious aura.
After all, he was only a lowly Grand Unity Golden Immortal!
"You brat, what did you do?!"
Hearing the cry, Tongtian realized something was wrong. He raised a hand and sealed Yunxiao's cultivation, then glared at Xuanming in exasperation.
"Reckless! Don't you know how badly this could affect Yunxiao?"
"Grandmaster, how can you blame me?"
Xuanming looked utterly wrong-footed. His two Eldest Martial Uncles had decided on this after only a few words. How could a mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal like him have stopped them?
But what Xuanming hadn't expected was that after speaking, Sect Leader Tongtian turned to look at everyone in the hall.
"Everyone, I'm sure you've all realized that Xuanming doesn't exist in your world!"
"Indeed!"
Seeing her master smile at her, Golden Spirit Mother, who had recovered her composure, nodded in agreement. "The San Xiao sisters never took on disciples in their lives. They only had a few young attendants!"
"Do you know why?"
Tongtian nodded in satisfaction. Meeting his disciples' confused and worried gazes, he explained calmly without waiting for an answer:
"The Great Dao is fifty, yet Heaven derives forty-nine. Xuanming is the One Who Escaped."
"He came to save you, and to save me as well!"
"If not for him, I wouldn't have known how tragic the future of my Interception Sect would be, nor how much injustice you'd suffered!"
"Therefore..."
Tongtian paused, then swept his gaze around the hall. "I plan to appoint Xuanming as Deputy Sect Leader of the Interception Sect. What do you all think?"
"This..."
As Tongtian finished speaking, everyone present looked at one another. Though they were a little surprised, none of them seemed inclined to object.
In the past?
Forget a disciple of Bi Xiao like Xuanming—even if their Senior Brother, Daoist Duobao, wanted to become Deputy Sect Leader, they'd have dared to stand up and argue their case.
But now?
Setting aside the shock of seeing two masters, just thinking of the San Xiao sisters' performance during the Investiture of the Gods, they couldn't bring themselves to object.
"Then it's settled!"
Seeing that no one had anything to say, Sect Leader Tongtian smiled and nodded at Xuanming. "Xuanming, didn't you have a gift for your martial uncle? Now's the perfect time to give it to her!"
"Oh? Sure!"
Xuanming nodded, completely bewildered. Though he didn't understand why Sect Leader Tongtian had pulled this move, he still took out the Primordial Violet Qi without thinking.
"This—what is this?!"
"The Primordial Violet Qi?!"
"How could this be?!"
Not only were Golden Spirit Mother and the other Great Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saints astonished—even Journey to the West Nuwa's eyes flashed with fervor when she saw it.
Why had she come here?
Wasn't it for this very thing?
With this Primordial Violet Qi, her brother Fuxi could become a Saint.
By then, only with two Saints watching over them could humanity truly claim the title of the strongest race in the Great Desolation World!
But she knew that Sect Leader Tongtian and the others wouldn't give her this Primordial Violet Qi.
After all, once Fuxi became a Saint, even she wasn't sure whether she and her brother would keep getting involved in this mess.
Of course!
Understanding the reasons didn't change the fact that seeing Xuanming hand the Primordial Violet Qi to Yunxiao left Nuwa feeling disappointed.
"Junior Sister, don't worry!"
Seemingly noticing the disappointment in Nuwa's heart, Sect Leader Tongtian sent her a cheerful transmission. "The being behind Xuanming has given him another mission, and its rewards include another Primordial Violet Qi!"
"What mission?!"
Hearing this, a glimmer of hope immediately appeared in Nuwa's eyes. She hurriedly turned to look at Sect Leader Tongtian.
"Completely wipe out Buddhism!"
Sect Leader Tongtian didn't hide it. His tone held three parts satisfaction, two parts delight, and five parts schadenfreude as he said:
"Those two old fools, Jieyin and Zhunti, still think they can spread Buddhism eastward? Next time we go over there, we'll rip it out by the roots!"
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