Li Jianxing's Meltdown, Primordial Prison Pagoda Prisoner, Drunken Immortal

The world-watched great battle concluded as peacefully as it began.

Many were disappointed, feeling they had come for nothing.

They left in dejection.

Not long after, the rankings on the Prodigy List changed, with Jun Wangyou ascending to second place!

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

Three days later, Li Jianxing arrived at the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land with one million Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Guided by a disciple, Li Jianxing reached the foot of Lingtian Peak.

He gazed up at the peak, which soared into the clouds like a pillar supporting the heavens.

Li Jianxing felt a sense of awe. The Heavenly Dao Sacred Land truly lived up to its reputation as one of the six great Sacred Lands of the Eastern Continent.

Even a random mountain peak was so majestic and imposing!

It was in no way comparable to a small sect like the Hundred Stars Sect.

If the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land was like this, then what kind of grandeur would the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect, renowned as powerful even in the Primordial Immortal Realm, possess?

Li Jianxing's heart burned with excitement, yet also a touch of sadness.

Even when he was ranked in the top ten, he couldn't get into the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect.

Now that he was pushed out of the top ten, his chances were even slimmer.

After standing for a moment, Li Jianxing called out loudly, "Li Jianxing, here by the three-day agreement, requesting an audience with True Disciple Jun!"

"Come up."

A calm, ethereal voice reached Li Jianxing's ears.

After three days, hearing this familiar voice again.

Li Jianxing felt a chill run down his spine from the bottom of his heart.

His fear and the shadow Jun Wangyou cast over him had already penetrated to his very bones.

Soon, Li Jianxing arrived at the mountain summit.

Upon arrival, he witnessed a scene that left him utterly dumbfounded.

On the wide, flat lawn at the summit, over a hundred Spirits were playing freely, like children.

One had to know, Spirits were special existences that could only be born from Top-grade Dao Artifacts.

Yet before him, Spirits appeared in droves. It was too extravagant, outrageously so!

Li Jianxing felt a sense of suffocation, and a feeling of inferiority welled up within him.

In terms of strength, in terms of looks, he was already tens of thousands of miles behind Jun Wangyou.

He never expected that even his foundation would be so vastly different now.

Thankfully, I didn't use the Silver Moon Star Disk back then.

Li Jianxing felt immensely fortunate. If he had taken out the Silver Moon Star Disk at that time.

He didn't dare to imagine what kind of terrifying scenario he would have faced next.

The thought of Jun Wangyou needing only to wave his hand, and these Spirits appearing in droves to swarm him, sent a shiver down Li Jianxing's spine!

What the hell was I thinking, challenging this person?

If time could be reversed, Li Jianxing would never have challenged Jun Wangyou, even if it meant death.

He turned his gaze and saw Jun Wangyou sitting under a red maple tree, eyes closed in cultivation. An unparalleled beauty flashed in his eyes.

Clad in white, with three thousand black hairs like a waterfall, his handsome features were like those of an immortal.

His demeanor was serene and peaceful, so sacred that one dared not look up.

"What a transcendent immortal lord!"

Li Jianxing exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

Coupled with that terrifyingly extreme strength and the talent to break through the Eternal Extreme Realm...

"This, is the true prodigy!"

Li Jianxing's gaze dimmed. Compared to him, what could he even be considered a prodigy?

He was more like a mere nobody.

Slowly walking forward, Li Jianxing knelt on one knee, head bowed low, "Li Jianxing, greets... Master."

According to the agreement, he had to serve Jun Wangyou for a hundred years, which was no different from being his subordinate.

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

He only cared about this.

Li Jianxing took out a storage bag, his expression bitter, "They are all inside."

The Hundred Stars Sect was just a small sect. Producing 1 million Spirit Stones at once was equivalent to taking half of the sect's life!

After receiving the storage bag, Jun Wangyou glanced inside, a smile appearing on his face as he accepted it with satisfaction.

"Get up," Jun Wangyou said calmly.

"Yes."

Li Jianxing stood up and stood straight before Jun Wangyou.

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

Jun Wangyou was extremely curious about this.

Logically speaking, there was no conflict between him and Li Jianxing; they had never even met.

Furthermore, Li Jianxing ranked tenth on the Heavenly Pride List, while he himself ranked eleventh.

From any perspective, there was no reason for Li Jianxing to challenge him.

Hearing Jun Wangyou's question, Li Jianxing felt like he had eaten a bitter herb – he had a grievance but couldn't express it.

Afterward, Li Jianxing explained the full reason.

After listening, Jun Wangyou's expression turned solemn.

"Myriad Laws Immortal Sect... an extraterritorial force?"

The Profound Realm had a population of tens of trillions. Within this realm, the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect only selected ten disciples.

Just this alone painted a powerful image of the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect in Jun Wangyou's mind.

Without a doubt, the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect was an authentic native force of the Immortal Realm!

Unlike forces such as the Holy Heaven Palace and Qi Tian Palace, which were founded by people from the lower realms.

Three years ago, the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect was a genuine major power in the Immortal Realm!

"So, people from the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect might come looking for me later?"

Jun Wangyou asked Li Jianxing.

"This... probably," Li Jianxing wasn't entirely sure.

Jun Wangyou lowered his head in thought, contemplating.

If people from the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect truly came looking for him, how should he refuse them.

Jun Wangyou did not want to leave the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land for now.

There were too many familiar people to him in the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land.

Jun Wangyou was too lazy to change to a new environment and too lazy to adapt to new people.

Moreover, above the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land, there was the Holy Heaven Palace of his own clan.

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

Just as Jun Wangyou was lost in thought, True Man Qingwei's somewhat sighing voice came through.

"My good disciple, come to the Sacred Land's main hall."

"They're here!"

Jun Wangyou's eyes flashed sharply; he had a premonition that people from the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect had already arrived.

"Who's here?"

Li Jianxing looked confused.

Jun Wangyou didn't explain, stood up, and shouted into the courtyard, "Tata, come out and entertain our guests. I'm going out."

"Okay."

Master Pagoda's voice came from the courtyard.

Jun Wangyou then disappeared.

In his place, Li Jianxing was dumbfounded.

"He's... leaving just like that?"

"He trusts me that much?"

Looking at the lively spirits all over the ground, Li Jianxing felt a stir of temptation.

However, he quickly shook his head, dispelling the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.

If he dared to harbor any wicked intentions, he would absolutely not leave the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land alive.

When he turned his head again, he found a three-inch-tall little person wearing a blue robe standing before him, looking at him arrogantly.

"Are you the little subordinate the master took in?"

Master Pagoda's nostrils flared as he looked Li Jianxing up and down, his eyes filled with disdain.

"So useless, I don't know what the master sees in you."

Master Pagoda sighed and shook his head.

In his eyes, Li Jianxing's talent was no different from that of a cripple.

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

Li Jianxing's face was covered in black lines. He wanted to retort but didn't know what to say, so he could only ask, "Who are you?"

"I'm your grandpa."

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

"What?" As soon as Li Jianxing opened his mouth, his vision went black.

When he opened his eyes again, he was horrified to find himself in a chaotic space.

Before him stood a divine tower reaching the heavens, with a staggering 99,999 floors!

And his grandpa... cough, Master Pagoda had also changed his appearance.

He had transformed into a young man with a handsome face, dressed in a blue scholar's robe.

"You... who are you?"

Li Jianxing looked at Master Pagoda before him, clearly not recognizing him.

"I'm your grandpa."

Master Pagoda rolled his eyes at him again, then reached a hand towards the divine tower. When he pulled it back, he was holding a drunken old man.

The old man wore plain clothes, a large wine gourd tied to his waist, his face flushed red, looking utterly inebriated.

Master Pagoda looked at the old man, his gaze unfriendly, and said, "Drunken Immortal, you have been imprisoned in the Primordial Prison Pagoda for 120,000 years. According to your sentence, you still have 880,000 years to serve. Now, I am giving you an opportunity for early release. Do you want it?"