Lin Dongxi, You Dog

'Boom!'

A clap of thunder sounded outside the window.

Inside the quiet room, Hong Tianbao glanced sideways. The lightning bolt was quite strange, as there wasn't a cloud in the sky, yet the thunder struck out just like that.

Yuan Feidao was standing in front of the incense burner, opened his eyes and looked out the window.

He actually stood up and walked to the window.

"Strange, strange," Yuan Feidao murmured softly.

"Master?"

Sitting next to Hong Tianbao, the venerable Chen Daoling looked somewhat puzzled:

"It's just a bolt from the blue, what's so strange about it?"

Chen Qiusheng was standing nearby, also cast a curious glance.

Yuan Feidao remained silent, simply closing his eyes for one breath, two breaths, three breaths.

When he opened his eyes again, a look of seriousness appeared between his brows:

"It's not as simple as a bolt from the blue."

Have you ever seen a multitude of bubbles simultaneously, at the same instant, unleash a bolt of lightning from a clear sky?

Yuan Feidao calmly:

"Perhaps it's not just within the Golden Province; who knows, perhaps in the other forty-eight provinces, and in thousands upon thousands of other small territories, such a thunderbolt has struck as well."

The three brothers were slightly taken aback, and the Eldest Senior Brother, Chen Qiusheng, raised an eyebrow:

"How is that possible?"

Yuan Feidao, his back hunched, sat back down in front of the incense burner, gazing at the three burning incense sticks in the brine and the wisps of smoke rising from them.

He spoke calmly:

"Where is the impossible? The heavens and earth trembled with thunder. I sensed anger, astonishment, and trembling within it."

"Heaven has sent forth its murderous intent!"

The old man mumbled something incomprehensible, then abruptly changed the subject, looking at his three apprentices:

"Have you ever resented your master for causing over a hundred of you fellow disciples to fight each other, only to have the three of you die in the end?"

Chen Qiusheng smiled:

"What's there to complain about? Since ancient times, the victor has always been king, and the loser is always villain. The path of cultivation is inherently about striving."

"If I can't even compete with my junior brothers and sisters, what's the point of talking about seeking the Dao, or pursuing the truth?"

Yuan Feidao nodded slowly.

"That's right, that's exactly how it works."

He stretched out his hand, placing it horizontally over three burning incense sticks, letting the smoke shatter between his fingers and palm, and continued:

"However, this battle should come to an end. All three of you are winners, but which of your disciples will also emerge victorious?"

"This time, too."

"Three people can survive."

Yuan Feidao spoke in a low voice:

"Those who survive are all my legacy—but my time Great Limit also drawing near."

"Oh?" Chen Daoling asked curiously, "You're finally going to die? That's something to celebrate. With your abilities, Master, how could your Great Limit soon?"

Yuan Feidao glanced at him sideways:

"Stop saying such rebellious things."

Chen Daoling laughed:

"So what? My rebellious disciples are always plotting how to kill me—you chose me, Master."

Yuan Feidao was not angry; instead, he nodded with satisfaction.

"This is my true apprentice."

He exhaled a breath of stale air:

"My lifespan is indeed still long, but lifespan is lifespan, Great Limit is the Great Limit. There are certain things that I can no longer suppress."

"Next"

Yuan Feidao pulled out a small jar from somewhere, untied a cloth bag, and poured three large insects and nine small insects into the jar.

The insects, starving for days, fought fiercely at the bottom of the jar. As they fought, only three remained, each occupying a third of the space at the bottom of the jar, gnawing on the corpse of their kin.

Yuan Feidao spoke calmly:

"It's time to continue the competition. This time, I will have your disciples compete. Whoever's disciples die first will be eliminated."

"Yeah?"

Chen Qiusheng laughed and pointed at Hong Tianbao:

"Then it's time for the third junior brother to be eliminated. According to the rules, put him in the pot and refine him for forty-nine days to make a Flesh and Blood Great Pill."

Hong Tianbao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, his expression changed drastically, and his fat body moved like a rabbit, lunging fiercely at Chen Qiusheng!

Chen Qiusheng pressed a finger against his forehead and slammed him to the ground, rendering him unable to move.

Chen Qiusheng patted the fat old man's face:

"Third junior brother, you're old and useless now. Do you still think you're back to your old days? How does this Flesh and Blood Plague feel?"

He spoke in a sinister tone:

"My little apprentice has already gone to the Waiting Area. And you, that Lin Dongxi?"

"Is that its name?"

"She probably won't live past tomorrow."

Hong Tianbao let out a low hiss.

Both Yuan Feidao and Chen Daoling watched this scene quietly, with the latter sighing.

Yuan Feidao spoke last:

"Let this final Gu Battle begin today."

"For a period of one year."

The old man waved his hand, and his three apprentices were sent flying uncontrollably, crashing into the lake.

It stirred up a few ripples.

Yuan Feidao sighed, glanced at the three large insects that were now facing off again in the jar, reached out, grabbed the slimy insects, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Chew and swallow.

He muttered to himself:

"If it's just Western Sect, that's not enough, not enough."

"How can we leave out Buddhism, Confucianism, and Myriad Gods Cult?"

"You should all come and seize the Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron."

"Whoever can grab it, will become..."

"Gu King?"

Chen Yuque opened her eyes blankly and sat up straight in a daze.

She made no attempt to cover her naked body, but stared intently at the frail-looking boy before her, her eyes filled with deep fear and disbelief.

The Three-Eyed Boy standing nearby wasn't much better off.

An eerie silence fell over the cave.

Their first instinct was to escape, but they were both horrified to find that they could not move at all.

This seemingly frail young man instilled in them an indescribable sense of oppression and subordination.

Chen Yuque felt as if every inch of her skin and flesh, and even her three souls and seven spirits, were being transformed.

It seems they all belong to the Junior Disciple Brother.

Or, to put it another way, the Central Extreme Cult Master, the Great Emperor of the Underworld, the Heavenly Venerate of Sin Removal.

That Imperial Decree, the Heaven and Earth Golden Bridge, and the Imperial Edict.

Chen Yuque pinched the back of her hand.

They did indeed come back to life.

She really came back to life!!

Both of them were panting heavily, and for a moment they were in a daze. The dead had come back to life! The dead had come back to life!

This is something that has never been heard of before, in all of history!!

They looked at the pale-faced boy with fear. As time passed, both of them lowered their heads in unison.

Zhang Fusheng smiled.

He did not use his 'control' over the Subordinate Soul.

Second Senior Sister and this little fellow willingly bowed their heads and submitted—it seems the arrangements made in the divine realm did indeed have some effect.

Later, let two more living people go to their own divine realm and appear before the remaining Flawless Soul.

They'll probably all become more devout, right?

Shouldn't we be able to have incense offerings by now?

"Second Senior Sister," Zhang Fusheng said calmly, "I summoned you back from the Nine Netherworlds because I didn't want Master to be too heartbroken."

He stared at Chen Yuque:

"Your life has long since returned to the netherworld. Now that you have returned to the mortal realm, your only duty is to protect my Dao Path. Do you understand?"

Chen Yuque nodded silently, still in a daze and bitterness.

Gods who rule the underworld

"As for you," Zhang Fusheng looked at the little boy, "What's your name?"

"Zhou Muneo," the boy said softly, his head bowed.

"Um."

Zhang Fusheng stood up and staggered out of the cave:

"Second Senior Sister, come with me."

"As for you, Zhou Muneo, go and get to work."

The will descended into Zhou Muneo's true spirit, which was actually his own Subordinate Soul, and could naturally be completely controlled by him.

Words and actions, even thoughts.

The divine realm is like this: both powerful and weak, full of contradictions—capable of controlling Subordinate Soul and completely mastering the souls of others.

It can even support anchoring to scenes from Different Dimension, making the fake appear real.

But at the same time.

Even with Zhang Fusheng's four hundred years of Mental Accumulation, his divine sense could only penetrate to a distance of forty kilometers.

This is highly illogical.

"Is the Divine Realm truly a spiritual world?" Zhang Fusheng murmured.

It was already evening when we got back to the hotel.

With the help of Director Liu, who was far away in Chongyang City, Zhang Fusheng also updated Chen Yuque's identity file.

Except for his name, all other information has been completely changed. He has also become a security officer in Chongyang City's Public Security Bureau, having gone undercover for seven years under the tutelage of "Senior Inspector" Zhang Fusheng, and is now returning to his post.

There's really no need to change the name—there are just too many people with the same name.

"How does it feel to cultivate now?" After dinner, Zhang Fusheng and the red-haired woman walked side by side on the street in the Waiting Area, and he asked casually.

"I"

Chen Yuque lowered her head subconsciously and whispered:

"It's very strange. When I first returned, I had no cultivation at all, but this new body's cultivation speed is ridiculously fast."

She asked, puzzled:

"I have a feeling of being favored by heaven and earth. No, not just favored by heaven and earth, but 'unique'."

"I don't need to do anything, I don't need to practice Breathing Technique, and the Mysterious Factor just keep rushing into my body."

"And there is absolutely no loss or waste; almost 100% is transformed and retained within my body."

Zhang Fusheng nodded thoughtfully.

Sure enough, the body created out of thin air was completely different from that of a normal person; it was almost a special constitution.

Of course, it could also be related to the Immortal Thought.

Chen Yuque's cultivation speed is even faster than mine, but of course, her upper limit is also fixed— Martial Arts Master.

And the Spleen's Great Secret can only be excavated twice.

As for whether it can be improved in the future?

It should be fine. At worst, I can wait until I become a grandmaster, uncover all the great secrets, and then rework my Second Senior Sister.

Zhang Fusheng's thoughts raced, and his eyes brightened.

There are still fifty-four Flawless Soul left, which can create fifty-four 'death warriors' who are absolutely obedient to them and have extraordinary talent!

"If I could crack the theory that the soul of the victim dissipates after killing, wouldn't I be able to create an infinite number of these 'death warriors'?"

His mind raced, and he silently thought:

"And further still, if I were to take control of this arrangement by the Federation, I could bring it under my own control."

"Then wouldn't I be able to transform the Divine Realm into a true [Netherworld]??"

Despite knowing it was a long way off, he couldn't help but dream about it.

He paused.

Before I knew it, I had reached the inner perimeter of the Waiting Area and was close to the Council Building. Further ahead was the restricted area.

"We're leaving for Chongyang City the day after tomorrow," Zhang Fusheng said casually. "That girl Lin Dongxi should already be in Chongyang City."

"At that time, you should continue to distance yourself from me and get closer to her. She is a living Living Buddha who has been reincarnated, and she must be hiding a great secret."

Chen Yuque's eyes widened— Living Buddha???

A moment of silence.

She smiled wryly:

"Of Master's four disciples, only my Eldest Senior Brother and I are ordinary people."

Zhang Fusheng gave her a strange look:

No, only you.

"The Eldest Senior Brother also possesses the bloodline of Ancient Great Fiend, and he was probably almost swallowed up by Lin Dongxi's position as Living Buddha."

Chen Yuque stared wide-eyed, speechless for a long time.

Under the control of thoughts,

Zhou Muneo, who looked like a little kid, had already approached the Council Building from another direction.

Whether it succeeds or fails, we'll see tonight. Hmm?

Suddenly, a familiar shouting voice came from afar.

"I'm here to take the bounty! I have news of Longevity Great Medicine!"

"I want to see a congressman! I want to see a congressman!"

Zhang Fusheng and Chen Yuque looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar Little Bean standing in front of the guard, hands on his hips, shouting loudly.

The Little Bean suddenly sensed something and turned his head.

Their eyes met.

"Holy crap!"

"The Evil God's minions!!"

Lin Dongxi pointed at the two of them and exclaimed in surprise. All eyes immediately locked onto Zhang Fusheng and Chen Yuque, and the scene instantly descended into chaos.

The little one turned and ran.

Zhang Fusheng:???

He watched as the guards surrounded him menacingly, his lips twitching.

"Lin Dongxi."

"Your mother!"