Li Jianxing Shut Himself Away, a Prisoner of the Primordial Prison Pagoda, Drunken Immortal

A world-shaking battle came to a peaceful end just like that.

Countless people were disappointed, feeling they had come for nothing.

They left in frustration.

Not long after, the Heavenly Pride Ranking changed. Jun Wangyou rose to second place!

Li Jianxing, meanwhile, was pushed out of the top ten.

Three days later, Li Jianxing brought one million Low-grade Spirit Stones to the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land.

Under the guidance of a disciple leading the way, Li Jianxing arrived at the foot of Lingtian Peak.

Looking up at Lingtian Peak, which towered into the clouds like a pillar holding up the heavens,

Li Jianxing could not help but sigh. The Heavenly Dao Sacred Land truly deserved to be one of the six great sacred lands of the Eastern Continent.

Even a random mountain peak was so majestic and imposing!

It was far beyond what a small sect like the Hundred Stars Sect could compare to.

If the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land was already like this, then what kind of sight would the Myriad Law Immortal Sect, which was considered powerful even in the Primordial Immortal Realm, present?

Li Jianxing's heart burned with longing, though he also felt somewhat dejected.

Even when he had been in the top ten, he had been unable to enter the Myriad Law Immortal Sect.

Now that he had been pushed out of the top ten, he had even less of a chance.

After standing there for a while, Li Jianxing called out loudly, "Li Jianxing, honoring our three-day agreement, requests an audience with True Disciple Jun!"

"Come up."

A detached, ethereal voice drifted into Li Jianxing's ears.

Three days later, hearing that familiar voice again,

Li Jianxing still felt a chill rise from the depths of his heart.

His fear of and trauma from Jun Wangyou had already seeped into his bones.

Soon, Li Jianxing arrived at the mountaintop.

The moment he arrived, he witnessed a scene that left him dumbfounded.

On the broad, level grassland atop the peak, more than a hundred artifact spirits frolicked freely like children.

One had to know that artifact spirits were special existences that only Top-grade Dao Artifacts could produce.

Yet before his eyes, artifact spirits appeared in clusters. It was absurdly extravagant, outrageously lavish!

Li Jianxing felt almost suffocated, and a sense of inferiority rose within him.

It was one thing for him to be left tens of thousands of miles behind Jun Wangyou in strength and looks.

He had never expected their foundations to be so far apart as well.

Good thing I didn't take out the Silver Moon Star Disk back then.

Li Jianxing felt incredibly fortunate. If he had taken out the Silver Moon Star Disk back then,

he did not even dare imagine what terrifying ordeal would have awaited him afterward.

At the thought that Jun Wangyou only needed to wave his hand for those clusters of artifact spirits to swarm him, Li Jianxing shuddered!

What the hell was I thinking when I decided to challenge this man?

If time could be turned back, Li Jianxing would never challenge Jun Wangyou, not even if he were beaten to death.

Turning his gaze, Li Jianxing saw Jun Wangyou sitting cross-legged beneath a Red Maple Tree, cultivating with his eyes closed. An incomparable astonishment flashed through his eyes.

Dressed in white, with three thousand strands of black hair cascading like a waterfall and a face as handsome as an immortal's,

he exuded a tranquil and peaceful aura, so sacred that people did not dare look directly at him.

"What an otherworldly immortal lord!"

Li Jianxing voiced his heartfelt admiration.

Then he recalled the other party's terrifying strength and talent that had broken through the Eternal Extreme Realm...

"This is what a true heavenly pride is!"

Li Jianxing's gaze dimmed. Compared to him, what kind of heavenly pride was he?

A worthless chicken or dog was more like it.

He slowly stepped forward, dropped to one knee, and lowered his head. "Li Jianxing greets... my lord."

According to the terms, he was to serve Jun Wangyou for a hundred years. Was that not the same as being his subordinate?

Hearing his voice, Jun Wangyou slowly opened his eyes and asked calmly, "Did you bring it?"

That was all he cared about.

Li Jianxing took out a storage bag, his expression bitter. "It's all inside."

The Hundred Stars Sect was merely a small sect. Taking out one million Spirit Stones at once was equivalent to taking half the sect's life!

Jun Wangyou accepted the storage bag and swept his divine sense through it. A smile appeared on his face as he accepted it with satisfaction.

"Get up," Jun Wangyou said indifferently.

"Yes."

Li Jianxing rose to his feet and stood straight before Jun Wangyou.

Looking at Li Jianxing before him, Jun Wangyou asked curiously, "Why did you think of challenging me?"

Jun Wangyou had been very curious about that.

Logically speaking, he and Li Jianxing had no conflict at all. They had not even met before.

Moreover, Li Jianxing had ranked tenth on the Heavenly Pride Ranking, while he himself had ranked eleventh.

No matter how one looked at it, Li Jianxing had no reason to challenge him.

Hearing Jun Wangyou's words, Li Jianxing felt like a mute swallowing bitter herbs, unable to voice his suffering.

Afterward, Li Jianxing explained the entire reason.

After hearing it, Jun Wangyou's expression turned grave.

"The Myriad Law Immortal Sect... an outside force from beyond this region?"

The Profound Region had a population of more than ten trillion. Yet within a single region, the Myriad Law Immortal Sect selected only ten disciples.

That fact alone had already formed an image of the Myriad Law Immortal Sect's immense power in Jun Wangyou's mind.

There was no need to think further. The Myriad Law Immortal Sect was definitely an authentic native force of the Immortal Realm.

It was not like forces such as the Holy Heaven Palace and Qi Tian Palace, which had been founded by people from the lower realm.

Three years ago, the Myriad Law Immortal Sect would have been a genuine major force of the Immortal Realm!

"So, does that mean people from the Myriad Law Immortal Sect might come looking for me afterward?"

Jun Wangyou looked at Li Jianxing as he asked.

"Th-that... probably." Li Jianxing was not entirely certain either.

Jun Wangyou lowered his head in thought. He was considering

how he should refuse if people from the Myriad Law Immortal Sect truly came for him.

For the time being, Jun Wangyou did not want to leave the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land.

There were too many people he knew here.

Jun Wangyou could not be bothered to change to a new environment, nor could he be bothered to adapt to new people.

What was more, above the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land stood his family's Holy Heaven Palace.

Even if he truly had to leave, Jun Wangyou would choose to go to the Holy Heaven Palace, not some Myriad Law Immortal Sect.

Just as Jun Wangyou was deep in thought, True Man Qingwei's somewhat sighing voice reached him.

"Good disciple, come to the Sacred Land Main Hall."

"They're here!"

Jun Wangyou's gaze flickered sharply. He had a premonition that the people from the Myriad Law Immortal Sect had already arrived.

"Who's here?"

Li Jianxing looked utterly confused.

Jun Wangyou did not explain. He stood up and called toward the courtyard, "Tata, come out and entertain the guest. I'm heading out."

"Oh."

Master Pagoda's voice came from the courtyard.

Jun Wangyou vanished immediately afterward.

Li Jianxing stood where he was, completely dumbfounded.

"He just... left?"

"He trusts me that much?"

Looking at the lively artifact spirits all over the ground, Li Jianxing felt a restless urge stir in his heart.

But he quickly shook his head, casting away the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.

If he truly dared entertain any thieving intentions, he would definitely not leave the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land alive.

When he turned his head again, he discovered a tiny figure three inches tall before him, dressed in a green robe and staring at him arrogantly.

"Are you the little brother Master took in?"

Master Pagoda tilted his nostrils skyward as he sized Li Jianxing up and down, his eyes full of disdain.

"You're so useless. I don't know what Master saw in you."

Master Pagoda sighed and shook his head.

In his eyes, someone with Li Jianxing's aptitude was no different from trash.

He was completely unqualified to become Jun Wangyou's subordinate.

Li Jianxing's face darkened. He wanted to retort, but did not know what to say, so he could only ask, "And you are?"

"I'm your grandpa."

Master Pagoda glanced at Li Jianxing, then suddenly said, "Useless brat, do you want me to find you a master?"

"What?" The instant Li Jianxing opened his mouth, his vision went black.

When he opened his eyes again, he was horrified to discover that he was in a chaotic space.

Before him stood a divine tower that reached the heavens, with no fewer than 99,999 floors!

And his grandpa... ahem, Master Pagoda, had changed appearance as well.

He had become a handsome young man dressed in a green scholar's robe.

"Y-you are...?"

Looking at Master Pagoda before him, Li Jianxing clearly did not recognize him.

"I'm your grandpa."

Master Pagoda rolled his eyes at him again. Then he reached one hand toward the towering divine tower and pulled it back, somehow grabbing a drunken old man in his hand.

The old man wore coarse cloth robes, with a massive wine gourd tied around his waist. His face was flushed red, and he looked thoroughly drunk.

Master Pagoda looked at the old man with an unfriendly gaze. "Drunken Immortal, you have been imprisoned in the Primordial Prison Pagoda for one hundred and twenty thousand years. According to your sentence, you still have to remain imprisoned for another eight hundred and eighty thousand years. Now, I will give you a chance for early release. Do you want it?"