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Jin'ao Island

The void rippled slightly.

A golden streak of light sped in from the west.

Amidst the flowing light, a gray-white figure stood with his hands behind his back.

It was none other than Jiang Ziya.

He raised his eyes and gazed at the fairy island in front of him.

Purple clouds like the sea, golden light like the tide.

The spiritual energy is like mist, and the Daoist essence is like an abyss.

This is the Jie Sect.

This is the Jie Sect, where all the immortals come to pay homage.

This is the largest power in the primordial world.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

After leaving Chaoge, he headed east.

I dare not stop, dare not rest, dare not hesitate for even a moment.

Because he was afraid.

They feared that the Primordial Celestial Venerable would notice.

They feared that the Chan Sect would pursue them.

He feared he would be captured and taken back before he could even set foot on Jin'ao Island.

Now, he has arrived.

Jin'ao Island is right in front of us.

The Jie Sect is right before our eyes.

The Vice Master of Xuandu is right in front of me.

"Buzz".

The void rippled slightly.

A five-colored beam of light shot out from Jin'ao Island.

The light froze, revealing a figure.

Kong Xuan.

Five-colored divine light swayed, and the laws of the five elements intertwined.

Peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

His aura was as deep and profound as an abyss.

He stood in front of Jiang Ziya, no more than a hundred feet away.

Those arrogant eyes were staring coldly at him.

"Jiang Ziya?"

The two words fell like ancient ice.

Jiang Ziya bowed slightly:

"Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan."

Kong Xuan stared at him, his gaze cold.

"What brings you to our Jie Sect?"

Jiang Ziya remained silent for a moment.

Then, he slowly began to speak:

"To seek refuge with."

The two words fell like the sound of a morning bell and an evening drum.

Kong Xuan was taken aback.

Seek refuge with?

Another disciple of the Chan Sect has come to join us?

Shen Gongbao has just arrived, and now Jiang Ziya has arrived too?

His expression remained unchanged, but a very faint ripple flickered deep within his arrogant eyes.

"Seek refuge with?"

"You are a disciple of the Chan Sect, a student of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable."

"He is the one destined to be enfeoffed as a god, the one who enfeoffs gods on behalf of Heaven."

"You've come to join my Jie Sect?"

"Jiang Ziya, do you know what you're saying?"

Jiang Ziya nodded.

"Know."

"This disciple knows what he is saying."

"And they know what they're doing."

"This disciple has sincerely pledged allegiance to you and has no other intentions whatsoever."

The sound fell, like the clanging of metal and stone.

Kong Xuan looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

"Wait here."

"I'll go and inform the vice-leader."

Jiang Ziya nodded and bowed slightly:

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan."

Kong Xuan turned around and took a step forward.

A flash of five-colored light, and the figure vanished from Jin'ao Island in an instant.

Jiang Ziya stood alone in the void, gazing at the disappearing figure.

His gaze was calm.

But beneath that calm lay an expectation that tens of thousands of yuan had never felt before.

He had waited too long.

Waiting for an opportunity.

Waiting for a way out.

Waiting for someone who will treat me as a disciple.

Now, he has arrived.

Come and intercept the sect.

Come find Xuan Du.

Let's take a gamble.

I'm betting that the man in blue won't disappoint him.

Lingyun Peak

Purple clouds swirled before the cave dwelling.

Kong Xuan stood below the steps, bowing slightly.

"Master, Jiang Ziya has arrived outside the island."

After the sound faded, the cave fell silent.

A moment later.

"Let him in."

The four characters fell like the sound of a morning bell and evening drum.

Kong Xuan nodded and turned to leave.

A moment later.

Outside the cave, the void rippled slightly.

Two figures, one in front of the other, slowly stepped in.

Kong Xuan was in front, and Jiang Ziya was behind.

Jiang Ziya stepped into Lingyun Cave and looked up at the figure in green.

Looking at that young yet composed face.

Looking into those eyes, as calm as an ancient well.

An indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

This is Xuandu.

Deputy leader of the Jie Sect.

Peak of the ninth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Half a step into the chaotic Tai Chi footwork.

A century of enlightenment, mending the heavens and supporting the sky.

Subdue the four ferocious beasts, and subdue the rebellious gods.

Call upon the Way of Man, and round the Way of Earth.

Even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun suffered a loss.

Even the Primordial Celestial Venerable bowed his head.

The connection between Yinzhunti and others was suppressed.

This is the person he is looking for.

That was the gamble he took.

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Disciple Jiang Ziya greets the Vice Master of Xuandu."

The sound shook the cave, and purple clouds surged.

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze calm as still water.

Beneath that calm surface lies a profound understanding that sees through everything.

Get up.

The three words fell like a spring breeze.

Jiang Ziya got up and stood in the cave.

He bowed slightly, not daring to raise his head.

Xuan Du looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he slowly began to speak:

"You want to join the Jie Sect?"

Jiang Ziya nodded:

"Yes."

"As a disciple of the Chan Sect, I will never have a chance to rise in rank."

"As a disciple under the tutelage of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, I will never have the chance to rise above my station."

"Although I am from the Chan Sect, my heart has long been with the Jie Sect."

"This disciple is willing to serve the Jie Sect and the Vice Leader."

"I am willing to go through fire and water for the Jie Sect during this calamity of the Investiture of the Gods."

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze remaining calm.

"Aren't you afraid that I am merely a pawn of Dao Ancestor Hongjun?"

"Aren't you afraid that the Intercepting Church will be defeated during the Investiture of the Gods?"

"Aren't you afraid you'll choose the wrong side or the wrong club?"

Jiang Ziya looked up at the figure in green.

Those clear eyes were now filled with determination.

"I'm not afraid."

"Because I know that the Jie Sect will not be defeated."

"Because this disciple knows that the Vice Master will not lose."

"Because this disciple knows that in the Investiture of the Gods, only the Jie Sect will emerge victorious."

As the words fell, a sense of relief washed over him.

Xuan Du looked at him, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding of the ways of the world.

"You're just like Shen Gongbao said."

"Even their words are exactly the same."

Jiang Ziya was taken aback.

Shen Gongbao?

Is he here too?

"Vice Sect Leader, Junior Brother Shen, he..."

Xuan Du nodded.

"He's here."

"A few days earlier than you."

"He is now practicing under Wen Zhong's tutelage."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya felt an indescribable emotion welling up inside him.

Shen Gongbao.

That fellow disciple in the Chan Sect who shared his plight.

The fate of the Flying Bear, which was regarded as a pawn by the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

That poor soul who was destined to play the villain in the Investiture of the Gods.

He came too.

He also joined the Jie Sect.

I also contacted Xuan Du.

I took a gamble.

"The Vice-Chancellor is wise."

Jiang Ziya bowed, his voice low and deep.

Xuandu waved his hand.

"No need for such formalities."

"Tell me, besides cultivating yourself, what else do you do in the Chan Sect?"

Jiang Ziya remained silent.

He stood in the cave, his hands slightly clenched.

A moment later.

He spoke slowly:

"Vice Leader, I have something to give you."

Xuan Du's eyes flickered slightly.

"What is it?"

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath.

Raise your hand.

Two beams of light quietly appeared in the palm of his hand.

One strip is golden yellow, the other is purple-gold.

The golden color represents a list.

The list was golden in color, its length and width unknown.

On the list, three thousand Dao patterns flowed endlessly.

Each Dao pattern has a name.

Tongtian, Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti, Nuwa.

Six names, gleaming with gold.

Conferred God list.

The purple-gold one is a whip.

The whip is three feet six and a half inches long and has twenty-one sections.

Each section has innate Dao patterns flowing within it.

It exudes a chilling aura of power.

The God-Slaying Whip.

The two treasures hung in his palm, shimmering with golden light, their imposing presence as powerful as a mountain.

Jiang Ziya held Erbao in his arms, his hands trembling slightly.

The trembling was not due to fear.

It's because it's heavy.

The weight of the Investiture of the Gods.

The weight of destiny or predetermined fate.

The lives and deaths of countless living beings.

Both treasures are contained within these two items.

"Vice Leader."

Jiang Ziya spoke, his voice hoarse:

"This is the Investiture of the Gods and the God-Slaying Whip."

"Yuanshi Tianzun entrusted his disciple with the task of bestowing titles upon the gods on behalf of Heaven, and to take charge of this process."

"But I do not wish to be a pawn."

"I don't want to be a pawn in this game either."

"I don't want to be a pawn in the predetermined fate of heaven."

"Therefore, the disciple brought them."

"Hand it over to the vice-leader for disposal."

The sound faded, like the evening drum and the morning bell.

The cave suddenly fell silent.

The purple haze that lingered between the palaces seemed to freeze for a moment.

Kong Xuan stood to one side, gazing at the Investiture of the Gods and the God-Slaying Whip.

The pupils constrict slightly.

Conferred God list.

The God-Slaying Whip.

The most precious treasure of heaven.

The key to the Investiture of the Gods.

Did Yuanshi Tianzun actually hand them over to Jiang Ziya?

But Jiang Ziya actually brought them to the Jie Sect?

They brought him before Xuandu?

Kong Xuan took a deep breath, suppressing the shock surging in his heart.

He looked at Jiang Ziya, at that calm yet resolute face.

An indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

This person is sincere.

Not a spy.

Not an undercover agent.

It was not a pawn sent by the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

He really wanted to join the Jie Sect.

They really want to betray the Chan Sect.

I really want to forge my own path in this calamity of the Investiture of the Gods.