The doors of the Purple Firmament Palace cracked open, and a streak of light shot out. Then, with a bang, the doors slammed shut.
Golden Ao Island.
Ten thousand miles west of the island's tortoise head lay a small island with exceedingly thin spiritual energy.
Ever since Chang Er had failed to become one of the Seven Attendant Immortals, he had established his Daoist sanctuary there.
In the past, relying on Duobao's reputation, he had held a fairly respectable position within the Jie Sect.
Later, Duobao went to the Heavenly Court, and Chang Er's status plummeted.
"I've been trapped in the Jie Sect all this time. There are no resources, and whenever I cultivate the Dao of Joy, those damned enforcement squads keep a close eye on me. If I'd known things would turn out like this, I never should've joined the Jie Sect."
Chang Er's face was filled with regret.
When he had chosen to join the Jie Sect, he had thought that with a great sect backing him, he could cultivate the Dao of Joy without anyone in Hong Huang daring to interfere, even if they found out.
Who would have thought that he would be shackled the moment he entered the sect?
Although he had once promised Duobao and Liu Mang that he would obtain the other party's consent before cultivating the Dao of Joy.
But rabbits were not good at that sort of thing to begin with.
If everyone was unwilling, what else could he do besides force them?
"Looks like I'll have to find another way out. If all else fails, I can only find a Lesser Thousand World and carry it out in secret. I'll raise my cultivation first!"
Having made up his mind, Chang Er began planning his escape as well.
However, before