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The lively atmosphere at the Li residence was interrupted by the strange sight in the sky.

Having just dodged a mixed doubles attack, Nezha looked up at the sky.

Wow, so many snakes!

“That’s the East Sea Dragon Clan.” Li Jing frowned as he looked at the scene.

A colossal iron pillar, so enormous it terrified him, was tethered to countless dragons.

During his years in Chentang Pass, Li Jing only knew that there were dragons in the East Sea who could control clouds and rain and had boundless magical power. This was the first time he had ever heard that dragons were chained up.

"A dragon? A dragon that rides the clouds?" Nezha became even more curious, wishing he could fly, otherwise he would have rushed over to see the spectacle.

The dragons in the stories all possessed unfathomable supernatural abilities, but the ones we see now are just too cheap.

Not only Chentang Pass, but countless creatures throughout the East China Sea witnessed this scene.

The news spread even faster than Tan Wenjie could fly, and in the blink of an eye it had reached Kunlun Mountain.

"What? The East Sea Dragon Clan is being carried towards Kunlun Mountain by chains attached to a giant iron pillar?"

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"What? The East Sea Dragon Clan actually broke free of their restraints and is going to Kunlun Mountain with all their might?"

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"What? The East Sea Dragon Clan actually used iron chains to bind the Sea-Stabilizing Needle Iron, and gathered the strength of the entire clan to attack Kunlun Mountain?"

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"What? The Dragon Clan of the East Sea says that the Primordial Celestial Venerable is nothing special?"

……

"My goodness!"

A fat Taoist priest riding a pig bumped into Tan Wenjie's group.

He had just left Kunlun Mountain to find Nezha, preparing to resolve the tribulation of lightning that Yuanshi Tianzun had set up to destroy the Demon Orb.

This time, he went down the mountain cautiously, disobeying his master's orders, but he never expected to encounter a scene that would be unforgettable for the immortals.

"Junior brother, where are you going...?" Taiyi Zhenren rubbed his chubby face, looking at the iron pillar that was floating in the air.

After all, it was a treasure from the time of Yu the Great’s flood control efforts, and it also served to suppress the sea. But I never expected that such a bulky thing could leave the water and carry dragons.

"Go to Kunlun Mountain, to see... to see Master."

"Master is in seclusion and hasn't seen anyone. Who are these dragons?... Is that dragon alright?" Taiyi Zhenren asked, pointing to a dragon that was clearly dehydrated.

*Smack!* A dragon nearby lashed out with its tail at the dehydrated dragon, waking it up.

"Who...who hit me?"

"It's alright, he's not dead!"

Taiyi Zhenren: "..."

The scene was "harmonious," even though some of the dragons had shriveled up and were almost dried fish.

Taiyi Zhenren asked, "Are you all going to Kunlun Mountain to see your master?"

“It’s mainly this one…” Shen Gongbao pointed to the child beside him.

Taiyi Zhenren stared wide-eyed at Tan Wenjie, and the flying pig he rode also stared wide-eyed, but still couldn't see through him.

The reverent Taiyi Zhenren even flew to Tan Wenjie's side, circling him and almost touching his body to observe him.

This is just an ordinary, unremarkable human child.

However, his calm expression while standing on the Dinghai Divine Needle made Taiyi Zhenren believe that the other party's skills were extraordinary, probably far surpassing those of a Golden Immortal.

The world is truly crazy, with countless talented people emerging, while I myself only make a small step forward in my cultivation.

"It's time to get going," Tan Wenjie said.

"Yes, this way please." Shen Gongbao immediately lowered his head.

He believed that his master, Yuanshi Tianzun, would be able to control Tan Wenjie, and that his life would be safe once he arrived at Yuxu Palace.

Before that, he would be as humble as he could possibly be.

The team had just arrived at Kunlun Mountain when they heard the cries of cranes.

A beautiful figure rushed over and stopped in front of the Iron Pillar that stabilizes the sea.

“Celestial Child,” Shen Gongbao greeted him, “this celestial child beside me wishes to pay homage to the Primordial Heavenly Lord.”

After saying that, he turned around and introduced Tan Wenjie, "This is He Tong, a disciple of my senior brother, Wuliang Xianweng, who manages the daily affairs of Yuxu Palace."

Senior Shen Gongbao's attitude made it completely unexpected that he was a senior disciple, while the He Tong in front of him was of an even lower seniority.

I've seen many white crane boys, but this is the first time I've seen a white crane girl.

He Tong was puzzled, because she had received news that the East Sea Dragon Clan was incredibly audacious and actually planned to attack Kunlun Mountain. Since the demon-hunting team had only recently set off, the Jade Void Palace's defenses were currently weak, and she could only be vigilant in preparing for the enemy.

But looking at the situation now, it's different from what I imagined.

The Iron Pillars that Stabilize the Sea did indeed fly to Kunlun Mountain, but they weren't dragged there by the dragons for attacking the mountain. Instead, they were hung below the Pillars like dried fish.

The strong smell of the sea made Tsurudo frown.

Upon hearing what Shen Gongbao said, He Tong knew that there must have been a mistake due to misinformation, and he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Our master is in seclusion," He Tong said. "No one is allowed to disturb him."

“This is Fairy Child.” Shen Gongbao turned to look at Tan Wenjie.

In reality, both Shen Gongbao and He Tong had the same idea: they certainly wouldn't dare cause trouble at the doorstep of Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Cough cough." Tan Wenjie shouted at the top of his lungs, "Grandmaster, if you don't open the door, I'll just rush in myself."

Grandmaster?

They were actually disciples of the Chan Sect!
But who is the disciple of that Golden Immortal?

"Sigh." A sigh came from the air. "You little monkey, come in."

"Thank you, Grandmaster." Tan Wenjie was overjoyed and was about to take a step forward when he suddenly remembered that his body had no magic power and could not fly at all. So he looked at the crane child and said, "Senior sister, please carry me to see Grandmaster."

Crane Boy: "..."

It turns out they really are one of our own.

The power of the Primordial Celestial Venerable cannot be faked, nor can that voice. Helpless, the crane boy flew to Tan Wenjie's side, squatted down, and let him lie on his back.

The little body was not heavy, but He Tong was not happy carrying it, always feeling like he had become a mount.

"Now that the demonic dragon has left the East Sea, it saves us the trouble of capturing it," He Tong said to Tan Wenjie. "Why don't we hand it over to the demon-catching team?"

"They're part of the 'Sea-Stabilizing Pillars'," Tan Wenjie said, looking at He Tong with an expression that suggested he was an idiot. "Why would I give them to the demon-catching team?"

Crane Boy: "..."

She really wanted to say that only by handing it over to the demon-catching team could she refine the pill she wanted, but some things were better left unsaid, especially with Shen Gongbao, a demon cultivator, in front of her.

It's no different from insulting someone or exposing their shortcomings.

"Such a large piece, how is Junior Brother going to bring it into the Jade Void Palace?" He Tong instead threw the question to Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand and looked at it. The Iron Staff that Stabilizes the Sea immediately transformed into a rod that hung horizontally in the air. The dragons were pulled and wrapped around the iron rod. With Tan Wenjie's word "Collect," they all disappeared without a trace.

He said, "Senior sister, let's go, I'm in a hurry."

Half an hour later, Tan Wenjie, who had entered the Jade Void Palace to meet with the Primordial Celestial Venerable alone, came out again. No one knew what they had talked about, but to all the Golden Immortals, Tan Wenjie's identity was definitely extraordinary.

Even those Golden Immortals are not qualified to enjoy this treatment.

Tan Wenjie sat atop the pavilion of Yuxu Palace, feigning profundity. Many young disciples frequently cast their gazes at him, curious about the identity of this mysterious child.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable explained that it wouldn't be difficult to recreate one, and Tan Wenjie was fully capable of doing so.

Besides spending thousands of years to create a new one, there is a simpler method: when the Spirit Pearl and Demon Orb fuse, simply take them over and use the spiritual power of heaven and earth to replicate one.

Their real conversation revolved around how to take things further. The elderly-looking Yuanshi Tianzun was quite approachable and offered Tan Wenjie a lot of advice. In the end, he only mentioned one thing: Tan Wenjie could sever good and evil, but those were unimportant; the most important thing was to sever his own ego.

Only by eliminating the three corpses can one truly take another step forward.

Of course, the Primordial Celestial Venerable did not speak about Tan Wenjie's slaying of the "Lord of Time" and the "Consciousness of Creation".

Tan Wenjie has been chopping up everything in sight; he's practically turned himself into minced meat.

"Which senior uncle are you a disciple of?"

Crane Boy came to Tan Wenjie's side.

Tan Wenjie: "Shaking in the sun together?"

Crane Boy: "..."

Tan Wenjie: "My master is called the Antarctic Immortal."

Crane Boy: "..."

Tan Wenjie continued, "My master has a large bump on his forehead, leans on a cane, and is accompanied by a crane and a deer. He looks like a kind old man with a white beard and is the senior disciple of the Chan Sect."

Crane Boy: "..."

It sounds familiar; it's clearly a description of one's master's appearance.

But He Tong knew very well that his master, Wuliang Xianweng, was the real deal, and the one Tan Wenjie mentioned was definitely a fake.

Tan Wenjie suddenly said, "Your master is the imposter!"

He Tong was startled by this: "How did you know what I was thinking?"

The boy in front of me is so young, yet he has such cultivation. Or is he actually a cultivator who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years, but has maintained a youthful appearance?

"Your face says it all."

He Tong said nothing, turned around and left. So what if he's a favorite of his master?

……

For the next period of time, Tan Wenjie sunbathed on the roof of Yuxu Palace and pondered the meaning of self.

Because of his cute yet handsome appearance, mysterious background, and suspected powerful connections, he is frequently approached by people trying to chat him up.

From a little demon girl who hopes to become her childhood sweetheart, to a fairy girl who wants to be a mother without pain.

The most outrageous thing is that he himself is of average appearance but pats his chest and says that his daughter is beautiful and intelligent and has an exceptional talent for cultivating male immortals. That's just too superficial!
When dating, don't talk about looks, focus on inner qualities.

Tan Wenjie has more than a basketful of this stuff, so let's talk about something more valuable.

Tan Wenjie witnessed the chaotic state of cultivation at Jade Void Palace, but he had no intention of helping. He knew that the Primordial Celestial Venerable must have his own reasons for doing this, and even if he didn't, it was none of his business.

"What are my characteristics?" Tan Wenjie asked Shen Gongbao beside him.

Shen Gongbao succinctly stated: "His talent is remarkable."

He started stuttering if I said a few more words.

"anything else?"

"With the favor of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, the future is promising."

As he spoke, Shen Gongbao was drooling a little, realizing that even he, as an apprentice, didn't receive this treatment.

You probably won't find another person in the entire Jade Void Palace who can receive the same treatment as Tan Wenjie.

"I mean, setting aside my handsome appearance, interesting and profound inner qualities, humble heart, and millions in wealth..." Tan Wenjie rattled off more than a dozen points in one breath, then took a breath before continuing, "What else do I have that's so special besides these insignificant things?"

Shen Gongbao: "I stutter."

“A stutterer isn’t a mute, never mind.” Tan Wenjie waved his hand. “I understand.”

It is indeed difficult to force someone not to talk about your strengths, especially when the other person is a male immortal who is unlikely to have any other emotions towards you besides jealousy.

Shen Gongbao: "..."

Although he didn't say anything, he was certain that Tan Wenjie's meaning was definitely not his own.

After all, he was a favorite of Yuanshi Tianzun, so Shen Gongbao was very polite and willing to serve him well, as it was not easy for a demon to reach this level of cultivation.

Thinking of his father, brother, and other family members, Shen Gongbao felt a sense of pressure.

"It's time for the Heavenly Thunder Demon-Slaying Pill," Tan Wenjie said, standing up. "Let's go to Chen Tang Pass immediately."

"Magic pill?"

It wasn't until Shen Gongbao heard Tan Wenjie mention the Demon Orb that he remembered how he had tricked the Dragon Clan into sending the Spirit Orb to Ao Guang, allowing Ao Guang to successfully give birth to Ao Bing.

The demon was sent to the Li family and gave birth to Nezha.

Cooperation with the dragons is no longer important. The entire dragon race, including the stick used to tether them, has been wiped out. There are no dragons left to cooperate with.

Right now, Tan Wenjie is his biggest hope.

Judging by the time, it seems that it's time for the Heavenly Thunder to destroy the Demon Orb. I've done this very discreetly, so the Primordial Celestial Lord probably doesn't know about it.

Shen Gongbao glanced at Tan Wenjie furtively, and suddenly felt uneasy.

You probably don't know...?
When Tan Wenjie rode Shen Gongbao back to Chentang Pass, the thunder had already begun to strike.

"My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens; whether I am a god or a demon, I decide for myself!"

A boy engulfed in flames, delivering a cool line, was struck by lightning and sent flying.

Then another boy, his body wrapped in water, rushed up to help take the lightning without saying any lines.

Tan Wenjie suddenly heard sobbing beside him, and when he turned around, he saw Shen Gongbao wiping away tears of emotion.

"You're really sentimental."

"Don't you find it touching?"

"well enough."

Tan Wenjie doesn't feel emotional because he can predict the plot, and the main characters are usually immortal.

Instead, the Spirit Pearl and the Demon Orb reunited, forming the "Primordial Pearl" that Tan Wenjie needed.

He leaped to the ground and rushed forward with small steps.

"you……"

Taiyi Zhenren originally wanted to stop him, but when he saw that the person running over was Tan Wenjie, he immediately slowed down.

Although he was not at Jade Void Palace, it did not mean that he had no intelligence.

The boy in front of him was someone he couldn't afford to offend.

Tan Wenjie closed his eyes and quickly connected with his clone in the newly created world.

"Ok?"

But when he successfully contacted the other party, he was stunned.

Tan Wenjie: "How many years have passed?"

Clone: ​​"About tens of thousands of years."

His consciousness was almost numb, and he lost his sense of time.

Tan Wenjie: "..."

Fortunately, Tan Wenjie did not forget his main goal. He passed on the information about the birth of the Chaos Pearl and also sent over everything related to the Lord of Time.

That lifeless, primordial world began to nurture the Chaos Pearl, but the spiritual energy did not seem to be lacking much.

Tan Wenjie suddenly had a brilliant idea: "Could we cultivate dozens or hundreds more?"

In that world, what was originally just a single point absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy began to appear in large numbers as he finished speaking.

The numbers are increasing. (End of Chapter)