Falsely Claiming the Righteous Path

Ye Changqing knew Venerable Primordial's nature well. When he lectured in the Purple Heaven Palace, he displayed his arrogance to the fullest.

Back when the Three Pure Ones hadn't split, he also looked down on the Jie Cult disciples, calling them "beasts with fur and horns, hatched from eggs."

The Chan Sect disciples had always considered themselves the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, viewing the Jie Cult disciples as heretics.

Yet, during the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, it was the heretical Jie Cult disciples who acted with honor and integrity, while the Chan Sect disciples employed treacherous and cruel methods.

Take the Ten Heavenly Lords of Golden Ao Island before me, for example. They set up the Ten Absolute Formations, foolishly waiting for the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals to break them.

Daoist Randeng's method for breaking the formations was to first test them with human lives.

Although Han Ehu and Xue Dulong weren't very famous, they were still third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect, and they became cannon fodder just like that.

Fang Bi and Fang Xiang, originally generals of the Yin Shang dynasty and mere mortals, were also thrown into the Ten Absolute Formations and lost their lives.

Despite such vicious actions, Daoist Randeng still claimed he was helping them achieve their rightful place.

During the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, the Chan Sect and Jie Cult disciples engaged in fierce battles.

Every time the Chan Sect disciples couldn't win a one-on-one fight, they ganged up. When they lost in a group fight, they resorted to trickery.

Zhao Gongming was the best example. First, he was ambushed by Daoist Randeng.

Later, he was cursed to death by Daoist Lu Ya and Jiang Ziya using the evil sorcery of the Seven Arrows Book of Nail-Head.

The Chan Sect disciples would send the juniors to fight, then the elders, and finally, even Venerable Primordial himself would intervene.

In the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals were trapped by the Three Maidens, their Five Qi sealed and their Three Flowers severed.

Twelve men bullying three women, and they still lost.

Perhaps to further embarrass the Chan Sect, Venerable Primordial and Laozi shamelessly resorted to bullying the juniors by attacking the Three Maidens.

Pah!

Was this the kind of shameful act the Pangu Orthodox Lineage would commit?

Speaking of which, one must mention the cause of the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.

It was simply because the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals had been stuck at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm for fifteen hundred years without being able to Slay the Corpse, thus they fell into the Mortal World Killing Tribulation.

Venerable Primordial, in order to help his disciples overcome this difficulty, dragged the entire Jie Cult into the mess.

Was this something a human would do?

What a righteous and upright Saint!

Venerable Primordial also taught the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals three methods to overcome the tribulation.

The first method: Slay oneself to overcome the tribulation.

The Twelve Golden Immortals, who cherished their lives, naturally wouldn't do this.

The second method: Slay others to overcome the tribulation.

Kill someone else to take their place on the Investiture of the Gods.

The innocent Niangniang Shiji became True Man Taiyi's victim this way, taking his place on the Investiture of the Gods.

The third method: A close person dies in one's stead.

Thus, the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals went down the mountain one after another during the same period to take disciples.

Tu Xingsun, Yang Ren, Yin Jiao, Yin Hong, and others eventually all ended up on the Investiture of the Gods, bearing the calamity for their masters.

The despicable deeds committed by the Chan Sect disciples were countless, and every recollection was horrifying.

Society is too naive; people are complicated, but the Chan Sect disciples aren't human, they are truly dogs.

The Investiture of the Gods Tribulation should have been about the change of dynasties; the gods fought, and mortals suffered.

King Zhou of Shang was truly pitiful. A Human Emperor ended up burning himself to death on Lutai.

From then on, the Human Dao declined, and humanity had only Heavenly Sons, no more Human Emperors.

The Chan Sect claimed he was a debauched and wicked ruler obsessed with beauty, but he only had a few concubines and two sons, Yin Jiao and Yin Hong.

Meanwhile, the wise King Wen of Zhou was blessed with a hundred sons.

Later, his act of digging out Bi Gan's heart and harming loyal officials was all due to being bewitched by Daji, the fox spirit.

Compared to the dirty deeds of the Chan Sect, King Zhou of Shang wasn't even considered cruel; he was as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

Alas!

The Jie Cult disciples were just too naive...

The more Ye Changqing thought about it, the angrier he became. He decided to change the mindset of all Jie Cult disciples within his lifetime.

He wasn't sure if the system was reliable, so he had to make backup plans.

"Senior Disciple Brother!"

Just as Ye Changqing was lost in thought, a gust of fragrant wind swept by, and a graceful figure exclaimed and threw herself into his arms.

His body was very weak right now, and the impact almost sent him to his death on the spot.

"Cough cough..."

Ye Changqing coughed twice to catch his breath. He looked clearly and saw that the person who arrived was Bixiao.

He was about to speak but felt something was off.

Hiss!

It had only been a short while, but when had this little girl grown so much?

"Bixiao, Senior Disciple Brother's injuries are not yet healed, you cannot be reckless!"

A scolding voice came from the entrance of the Azure Palace. It turned out Yunxiao and Bixiao had also returned.

Bixiao quickly let go of Ye Changqing and took out a large pile of spiritual fruits and immortal medicines, placing them in front of him.

Seeing her expectant eyes, Ye Changqing had no choice but to pick one up and taste it.

To avoid disappointing his junior sisters, he braced himself and ate everything they had brought him.

All the items combined were enough to rival a small mountain, and he was almost stuffed to death.

"Senior Disciple Brother, how do you feel?"

Bixiao looked at him expectantly and asked.

Yunxiao and Qiongxiao on the side were also looking at him.

Although they had already guessed the outcome, they still held onto a sliver of hope.

Ye Changqing smiled and teased, "This spiritual fruit is good..."

"It's big, white, and round!"

With that, his gaze swept over Bixiao's chest.

Bixiao's small face flushed red, displaying the demeanor of a young maiden.

The Ten Heavenly Lords on the side were stunned. Was this really the lawless, ill-tempered little devil king?

He remembered that the last time Immortal Chang Er Ding Guang had teased her a few words, she had almost flayed him alive.

Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Zhao Gongming had chased him for three days and three nights.

In the end, he had no choice but to flee to Sect Master Tongtian, and only then did he manage to keep his life.

Oh, it's Senior Disciple Brother!

Never mind then...

"Cough, cough!"

"It's too stuffy in the Azure Palace. Accompany me out for a walk."

To ease the awkwardness, and more importantly, to get rid of the Ten Heavenly Lords, who were acting as third wheels, Ye Changqing suggested going out for a walk.

A million miles east of Golden Ao Island, there was an immortal island suspended above the water.

The island shimmered with divine radiance, attracting countless sea creatures to worship it.

This island was named Three Immortal Island, and it was the dojo of the Three Fairies of Sanxiao.

A stream of light streaked across the sky and landed on Three Immortal Island.

If the creatures below could see through the stream of light, they would see the Three Fairies of Sanxiao, whom they revered as goddesses, acting as laborers, carrying a bamboo sedan chair.

An old man, who looked like he was at the end of his rope, sat in the bamboo sedan chair.

Ye Changqing was somewhat helpless. He had planned to just wander around Golden Ao Island, but he was dragged here by the three sisters.

As soon as they landed, the Three Fairies of Sanxiao immediately activated the island's protective formation, forbidding any living being from entering.

Could they have impure thoughts about him?

But that was fine, as it would also prevent others from disturbing them.

He planned to first experiment on the Three Fairies of Sanxiao to see if the system was reliable.

He could also start with the Three Fairies of Sanxiao to change the misguided thoughts of the Jie Cult disciples.

In a three-thousand-mile peach blossom forest, Ye Changqing leaned against a peach tree. A gentle breeze stirred, and peach blossoms fluttered down, creating a sky full of falling petals.

The Three Fairies of Sanxiao sat around him like obedient children, quietly watching him, mesmerized for a moment.

Ye Changqing smiled, took a sip of plain wine, and asked them, "Do you want to know my origins?"