Thirty years flew by. Xiao Tian had cultivated the Jade Clarity Scripture taught to him by Primordial Heavenly Venerable to Heavenly Immortal Great Perfection.
This era really was wonderful. With an orthodox cultivation method, one could avoid the tests of heavenly tribulations all along the path. Given his talent, everything fell into place as naturally as water flowing into a channel.
This was the Investiture of the Gods!
Xiao Tian gazed at the Investiture of the Gods in his hands. This was a contract with the Heavenly Dao. Once entered into it, one would become an undying, indestructible divine spirit of the Heavenly Court. At the same time, one would lose the freedom an immortal ought to enjoy and become subject to heavenly laws and regulations.
It held three hundred and sixty-five blank slots for names. Before the Investiture War-in other words, when the three teachings jointly signed the Investiture of the Gods-there were actually no names on it. No particular people had been predetermined to enter it.
After thinking it over, Xiao Tian realized he now counted as a disciple of Primordial Heavenly Venerable. He could hardly screw over his own people, so he would simply have to make his nominal martial uncle, Cult Master Tongtian, suffer a little more.
Cult Master Tongtian believed in teaching all without discrimination. Any monster, good or bad, could cultivate under him. Cultivation itself was fine; All Beings Equal. Things had been the same in the world instance Xiao Tian originally came from.
But some of Cult Master Tongtian's disciples truly deserved to die. They had cultivated formidable abilities without growing any brains. Now that the Human Race's fortunes were flourishing, slaughtering humans would inevitably bring a backlash from the Heavenly Dao and disaster crashing down upon their heads!
In that case, those