Being a Little Playful Makes Me Very Happy!

The Earthly Dao Golden Wheel was the key to Empress Pingxin merging with the Dao.

Ye Changqing breathed a sigh of relief. This system was truly a godsend.

The Primordial Unity Immortal Method, just from the words "Primordial Unity," indicated it was a Saint-level cultivation technique.

It could be used to improve the overall strength of the Jie Cult disciples.

After all, the Jie Cult had tens of thousands of disciples, and Ye Changqing couldn't break through challenges for each of them individually; he had to rely on their personal strength.

These rewards gave the Jie Cult a slightly better chance of surviving the Investiture of the Gods.

Of course, this was still far from enough!

Ye Changqing could only place all his hopes on the system, wishing that all the dying wishes he had made would be fulfilled after his death.

On the Northern Darkness Sea, two Golden Immortal level monsters stood on the water, pointing and gesturing.

"Brother, this is the Northern Darkness Sea. Demon Master Kunpeng lives in his underwater palace."

"From now on, with his backing, we can roam freely throughout the entire Primordial World!"

Suddenly, a strange wind swept across the sea, stirring up monstrous waves hundreds of thousands of feet high.

Before the two Golden Immortal monsters could even cast defensive spells, they were drenched like drowned rats.

"Who is it?"

"Who's messing with me?"

Where the sea met the sky, a long procession appeared.

At the very front of the procession, a colossal sea beast led the way.

It was a Golden-Bearded Turtle, its size comparable to Demon Master Kunpeng's true form.

The two Golden Immortal monsters gasped, afraid that even the sound of their breathing would anger it.

It was merely a vanguard, and behind it stretched a long line of followers.

Each of them exuded a powerful aura that made the monsters instinctively want to submit.

This was a state of being, and also a pressure.

Although they were only at the Golden Immortal realm, they were considered minor Demon Kings in the Primordial World.

Even with their extensive experience, they had never witnessed such a spectacle.

Tens of thousands of Grand Luo Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saints, like they were worthless.

And in the center of the procession, a frail mortal was being doted upon like a cherished jewel.

This shook the two Golden Immortal monsters to their core, leaving them wondering who this person could possibly be.

Only after the long procession had departed did they dare to surface their heads.

"Heavens, brother, who exactly is this person?"

"Even the procession of a Saint wouldn't compare to this!"

The younger brother asked his elder brother with confusion.

"I think I know his identity..."

The elder brother stared blankly in the direction they had left, murmuring.

Although he was only at the Golden Immortal realm, he had once been part of the Demon Race's Heavenly Court and knew many influential figures.

For example, the sea beast that led the way had also been a member of the Demon Race's Heavenly Court.

Now, he was known as Wuyun Xian, the foremost of the Seven Attendant Immortals under the Saint Sect Master Tongtian of the Jie Cult.

Someone who could have Wuyun Xian lead the way for him, his identity was almost obvious.

"Jie Cult's Senior Disciple Brother Ye Changqing!"

The elder brother slowly uttered the name, which sounded almost taboo.

"Forget it, let's go!"

After much deliberation, he decided to leave the Northern Darkness Sea.

Since Ye Changqing had arrived here, Demon Master Kunpeng would surely not appear.

Moreover, he had a higher aspiration: "To have a son, one should have one like Ye Changqing!"

When Ye Changqing and his entourage arrived at the Northern Darkness Sea, the Jie Cult disciples were filled with emotion.

Kunpeng was renowned throughout the world. He had vied for seats with his master and others in the Purple Heaven Palace and had almost attained a Saint Position.

When the Witch and Demon races dominated the heavens and earth, he was the Master of Myriad Demons, his status second only to the two Demon Emperors of the Heavenly Court.

During the great battle between the Witches and Demons, it was he who suddenly betrayed them, snatching the River Diagram and Luo Script, leading to the mutual destruction of both the Demon and Witch races.

Such a formidable figure had, not long ago, nearly been slain by a single sword when he ambushed the Senior Disciple Brother.

Wuyun Xian churned the seas and rivers, speaking human words as he respectfully inquired, "Senior Disciple Brother, shall I drive that Kunpeng out?"

The Myriad Immortals of the Jie Cult were filled with fighting spirit, each one eagerly rubbing their fists and preparing for battle.

Because he had joined the Jie Cult's death list when he sneak-attacked Senior Disciple Brother.

"Forget it, forget it!"

"I just want to quietly enjoy the scenery."

Ye Changqing smiled and refused.

In the face of approaching death, everything felt light and breezy.

The restless Myriad Immortals of the Jie Cult instantly quieted down, their admiration for Senior Disciple Brother reaching new heights.

Senior Disciple Brother's broad mind encompassed the entire Primordial World.

Ye Changqing rode on Kui Niu's back, slowing its pace so he could better appreciate the scenery along the way.

North of the Northern Darkness Sea was the Far North, where the Dragon Clan's ancestor, Zhu Rong, was imprisoned.

It slowly closed its single eye, and the entire Primordial World plunged into darkness.

The fragments of the Primordial World that were swept into Chaos when it shattered had now transformed into a sea of stars.

Under the backdrop of the Taiyin Star, the starry sea was exceptionally beautiful; it was the most unique scenery of the Northern Darkness Sea.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Changqing sighed softly and patted the Kui Niu beneath him.

Kui Niu nodded, leaped into the air, and galloped into the sea of clouds under the moonlight.

The journey ahead would be into the sea of stars.

After they left, a sinister-looking figure appeared silently, looking up at Ye Changqing's departing back with complex emotions in his eyes.

In the end, all hatred turned into a cold snort and vanished into the night.

"Ye Changqing, ultimately, I, Kunpeng, have won!"

On the Taiyin Star, the osmanthus flowers bloomed again. A beautiful woman sat in a tree, holding a Jade Rabbit in her arms, gazing at the Primordial World with a heart full of thoughts.

What was the use of becoming an immortal?

Her beloved husband had already died in the battle between the Wu and Yao.

She had been used as a tool for revenge, forever trapped on this cold Taiyin Star.

Chang'e suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with terror.

At some point, many people had arrived on the Taiyin Star.

No one had visited for tens of thousands of years, leaving her bewildered.

She even felt a sense of fear.

Because she had been disconnected from the Primordial World for too long, she didn't know what year it was.

"There really is a Chang'e on the moon..."

"The ancients did not deceive me."

Ye Changqing's inexplicable words left Chang'e confused.

Where did this idiot come from?

Ye Changqing sat down at the stone table under the osmanthus tree and casually conjured three Spiritual Treasures.

"Warm a pot of osmanthus wine, and bring me ten thousand mooncakes!"

Chang'e: ...

"Oh, there's a rabbit too?"

"Then please bring me another portion of spicy rabbit head and dry-fried rabbit meat."

Jade Rabbit: ...

Are you even polite?

Ye Changqing hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time, drinking pot after pot of osmanthus wine brewed from the osmanthus tree, one of the ten great Innate Spiritual Roots of the Primordial World.

He felt a little drunk. He stood up and stumbled unsteadily to the outside of Guanghan Palace, leaving his mark.

Ye Changqing visited here!

Wait for millions of years, and one day when future generations ascend to the moon and come here, they will also be left with an eternal mystery.

It felt great to be mischievous!