"Greetings, Senior Disciple Brother!"
Zhao Gongming bowed to Ye Changqing and sighed inwardly.
Senior Disciple Brother's talent was unprecedented, yet he had ended up in this state.
He had come to Three Immortal Island for two reasons.
When Ye Changqing had achieved Dao in chaos, he had been ambushed by Ancestor Minghe, Demon Master Kunpeng, Daoist Randeng, and others.
Though those men had been driven off, they certainly wouldn't let the matter rest.
Zhao Gongming's first reason was to protect Senior Disciple Brother personally.
Senior Disciple Brother was the first person to successfully achieve the Primordial Unity. Perhaps a few words of guidance from him would benefit Zhao Gongming for a lifetime.
That was the little scheme he had in mind.
His second reason concerned his three younger sisters.
Zhao Gongming and San Xiao had been as close as siblings ever since they took human form. How could he not understand what was on their minds?
If Ye Changqing hadn't been injured, Zhao Gongming would have supported San Xiao becoming Dao companions with him, even if he never tried to achieve the Primordial Unity.
But now Ye Changqing was on the verge of death, and Zhao Gongming didn't want to watch San Xiao do something foolish.
He had already pictured them raising their children alone and becoming widows for Ye Changqing—a tragic fate indeed.
Senior Disciple Brother was his idol, but his three younger sisters were also the one thing he would never allow anyone to touch!
Ye Changqing looked at Zhao Gongming, breaking out in a cold sweat. Why did he feel like he'd been caught cheating?
If this sister-obsessed man found out that all three of his sisters were in Ye Changqing's bed, would he tear him limb from limb?
"Ahem, Junior Brother, could you step outside for a moment?"
Ye Changqing didn't dare move a muscle, afraid he'd give himself away.
But this blockhead immediately shook his head and refused, saying he needed to protect him personally.
Wonderful!
The wonderful part was that he wanted to protect him personally...
Fortunately, Zhao Gongming looked perfectly righteous, so Ye Changqing's virtue remained intact.
Soon, silence fell over the room, and the atmosphere grew unbearably awkward.
Ye Changqing wondered if Zhao Gongming would believe him if he performed a disappearing act.
Forget it!
At this point, the only option was to strike first!
"Alas..."
Ye Changqing let out a long sigh and looked at Zhao Gongming with deep regret.
Zhao Gongming froze. What did Senior Disciple Brother mean by that?
Before he could ask, Ye Changqing slowly continued, "The day I successfully achieved Dao, I saw the River of Time. By chance, I glimpsed a fragment of the future!"
Zhao Gongming shuddered, his eyes full of disbelief.
The Dao of Time was profound beyond measure. Even the Time Demon God of primordial chaos had been unable to grasp its true essence.
Thinking of the regret in Senior Disciple Brother's eyes just moments ago, he couldn't help wondering if something had gone wrong in his own future.
"A great tribulation will come in the future..."
Those few short words made Zhao Gongming's heart leap into his throat.
But Senior Disciple Brother stopped after saying only that much. When he looked at Zhao Gongming again, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"In the future... you'll bring disaster upon Yunxiao and the others!"
Ye Changchang's words were icy, and Zhao Gongming froze.
"I'll bring disaster upon them?"
"How could I bring disaster upon them...?"
Zhao Gongming muttered to himself, scarcely able to believe his ears.
"No!"
"I would never bring disaster upon them!"
He immediately shouted in protest.
He would sooner die than bring harm to his three sisters.
But Ye Changqing hadn't made it up. It was all true!
During the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, Zhao Gongming would be tricked into leaving the mountain and killed by Chan Sect Disciples.
To avenge him, San Xiao would set up the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation and capture the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect.
In the end, Venerable Primordial and Laozi would disregard all decorum and attack, killing them.
"I once ventured into the River of Time and met a close friend there. He was called the Time Monarch."
"Together, we roamed the River of Time and discussed the three thousand laws."
"That day, we saw the future long ago—including yours and mine, San Xiao's, and even the future of the entire Interception Sect."
Ye Changqing spoke at length, making Zhao Gongming doubt him.
Roaming the River of Time was simply too outrageous. Surely even Dao Ancestor Hongjun couldn't do such a thing?
Even the few Saints in the Primordial World had only escaped the River of Time; they could see only brief glimpses of the past and future.
Zhao Gongming shook his head. It seemed the Great Dao backlash had injured Senior Disciple Brother too severely, leaving him hallucinating. These claims were nothing but fantasies.
Seeing his dismissive expression, Ye Changqing didn't get angry—but the person under the covers couldn't hold back.
Bixiao had always had a fiery temper. Seeing Senior Disciple Brother questioned, she leapt out at once.
"Elder Brother, do you even know who Senior Disciple Brother is?"
"Senior Disciple Brother is the Hongmeng Controller!"
Two gasps came from beneath the covers. Yunxiao and Qiongxiao had tried to stop her, but it was too late.
"It's over!"
Ye Changqing and the three women all shuddered, feeling utterly doomed.
Zhao Gongming also trembled when he saw his three sisters hiding in Ye Changqing's bed. A nameless rage rose from within him.
Qiongxiao hadn't even realized there was a problem. She angrily explained Ye Changqing's identity as the Hongmeng Controller to him.
After listening, Zhao Gongming burned with even greater fury. He couldn't believe Ye Changqing had used such nonsense to deceive his three sisters.
Yunxiao, however, remained calm and collected. With Ye Changqing's permission, she revealed her Primordial Spirit.
"Hongmeng Purple Qi?"
"That's impossible..."
Zhao Gongming cried out as if he'd seen a ghost.
In the vast Primordial World, no one besides Dao Ancestor Hongjun could produce Hongmeng Purple Qi—not even Sect Master Tongtian.
Everything he knew had been overturned!
Only after Qiongxiao and Bixiao each revealed their own Hongmeng Purple Qi did Zhao Gongming finally understand that it was all true!
He had never imagined Senior Disciple Brother had such a past. All his anger vanished in an instant.
Now he was left with nothing but curiosity. Just how many other adventures had Senior Disciple Brother had?
And what kind of being was the Time Monarch?
"I was ignorant..."
Coming back to himself, he bowed to Senior Disciple Brother and apologized.
"But was this Time Monarch the Time Demon God among the Chaos Demon Gods?"
Unable to contain his curiosity, Zhao Gongming immediately asked.
Ye Changqing shook his head. "Shichen, the Time Demon God, may have mastered the laws of time, but he still couldn't escape the River of Time."
"Compared with my close friend, the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods are like ants!"
San Xiao all nodded. Just what kind of status did Senior Disciple Brother have?
His close friend must be no less extraordinary than him!
Zhao Gongming's heart was swept by a storm.
In his mind, the Chaos Demon Gods were already the pinnacle of the Primordial World, yet before the Time Monarch, they were no more than ants.
Just how powerful was he?
"Can he heal Senior Disciple Brother's injuries?"
He immediately thought of another question.
Ye Changqing shook his head. "My close friend spent countless ages in the River of Time and has long since looked beyond the difference between life and death."
"We made a pact back then: on the day I give my life, he'll break through space and time and come to bury me!"
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