Vast Origin Heaven, Great Freedom Palace.
Within the resplendent golden hall, peerlessly beautiful women transformed from heavenly demons sang softly and danced gracefully, while lilting music filled the air with an air of joyous abandon.
Dense spiritual qi drifted like a pale golden mist along with the dancers' movements, lending the scene an even more ethereal, immortal air.
Xuanming Heavenly Venerable Li Zizai reclined upon a golden couch, idly reading a copy of Nine Provinces Demon-Slaying Chronicle.
With his powerful divine sense, he could instantly grasp the book's contents. He could even trace its production and printing process from its marks, see how many hands it had passed through, and discern every material that had gone into making it.
But what would be the point of that? The most interesting thing about a person, an event, or an object lay in the process of exploration.
Once one knew everything, seven or eight parts of the pleasure would be gone.
It was like this group of heavenly demon dancers, singers, and musicians. What was truly interesting was not how beautiful or alluring they were, but the immense creativity they unleashed in their struggle to survive.
These heavenly demons were not entirely without threat. It was precisely because they were not wholly under his control that they were interesting.
Li Zizai had lived far too long. He knew that an overly comfortable life was harmful instead.
A long life needed fresh changes and all manner of stimulation to preserve its vitality.
As for the coming Epoch Calamity, Li Zizai considered it an excellent opportunity.
The Creation Golden Book was too powerful; even ninth-rank cultivators could not shake it. Only a world-shaking calamity like this could destroy the Creation Golden Book.
Though he had benefited from the Creation Golden Book, after several hundred