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Xuan Du's voice pierced through the surging chaotic energy, falling directly into the depths of the dark red light.

"As I have said, I came here to make a deal with you, senior."

"The senior was trapped in the billion-dollar club, barely surviving by relying on the essence of the spiritual vein."

"But the source of that spiritual vein will eventually be exhausted, and at that time, you will completely disappear."

Not even a trace of regret will remain.

"Are you willing to accept this, senior?"

"Does the senior want to live?"

The dark red light remained silent.

A moment later, the old, hoarse voice rang out again.

This time, there was no trace of ferocity in the voice.

There was only a suppressed, slightly longing hoarse voice.

"live?"

"I am already a broken body, how can I live?"

"Are you suggesting that you can resurrect me?"

"ridiculous."

Even the presence of Hunyuan Taiji could not restore a wisp of remnant spirit to its physical body.

"What gives you the right to spout such nonsense, a mere peak ninth-level cultivator?"

Xuan Du gazed at the dark red light, his voice calm.

"This junior is indeed unable to revive the senior, nor can he restore the senior's physical body."

"But I can help you live in a different way."

The dark red light suddenly froze.

"In what way?"

Xuandu said, enunciating each word clearly:

"Become my disciple."

"Take your lingering regrets and make you my disciple."

"Follow me in my cultivation, follow me in my travels, follow me in my comprehension of the Great Dao."

"Once I break through to the Primordial Taiji, I can rebuild your Dao foundation."

"At that time, although you will no longer be the same person you were back then, you will be able to live in this world again in a different identity."

The sound faded, and the void fell into a deathly silence.

The dark red light stopped surging, as if the owner of the voice was completely stunned by these words.

A meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

He is a being who survived the era of the Chaos Gods.

He was an unparalleled powerhouse of the same generation as Xuanji.

He was the one who once shattered the Dao foundation of Xuanji, who was in the late stage of Hunyuan Taiji.

Now, a peak cultivator from the Ninth Heaven who came from the primordial era.

They actually want to take him as their disciple?

They actually want him to be their disciple?

The aged, hoarse voice rang out again, carrying an extreme mockery.

"Hahahahaha..."

"You want me to become your disciple?"

"You, a peak ninth-level cultivator, expect me, a mere Hunyuan Taiji level being, to become your disciple?"

"Are you crazy, or are you stupid?"

"Do you know that when I roamed the depths of chaos, your ancestors weren't even born yet!"

"You want me to become your disciple? You're not worthy!"

Xuan Du stood in the void, listening to the piercing laughter, his expression unchanged.

He waited until the laughter subsided before slowly speaking.

"You're right, senior."

"I am indeed unworthy."

"The peak of the Ninth Heaven is nothing but an ant in front of the Primordial Taiji."

"But now, even you, senior, are but a wisp of regret."

"It's also an ant trapped in the spiritual vein, unable to get out."

"If you are unwilling to become my disciple, then you shall remain trapped here."

"Wait until the spiritual vein's source is exhausted, wait until it completely dissipates."

"So what if the senior is the Primordial Tai Chi master?"

"In the end, it will all turn into a wisp of dust in the chaos, unknown to anyone."

As soon as the sound faded, the loud laughter abruptly stopped.

A deathly silence hung in the crimson light.

The voice fell silent, silent for a long time.

After a long time, the gray-white air currents in the void gradually returned to calm.

So long that Xuandu thought the voice would never be heard again.

But just as he was about to turn and leave, that old, hoarse voice came again.

This time, there was no more mockery or arrogance in that voice.

There was only one kind of hoarse voice, one that had hit a nerve and was filled with struggle.

"You...can you truly rebuild my foundation?"

Xuan didn't turn around; his voice was as calm as still water.

"Once I break through to the Hunyuan Taiji, I will naturally be able to."

"But that will take time."

"It could be ten thousand years, or it could be tens of thousands of yuan."

"If you are willing to wait, then I will become your disciple."

"If you are unwilling, then continue to wait for death here."

"I won't insist."

As the sound faded, the dark red light surged violently.

It was as if the owner of that voice was going through an unprecedented struggle.

Despite his immense wealth, he never bowed his head to anyone.

Even with only a sliver of hope remaining, he never gave in.

But today, he is facing a cultivator at the peak of the Ninth Heaven.

A cultivator holding a Chaos Pearl.

A monk who says things like "take me as your master".

He should have killed this man with a single blow, as easily as swatting an ant.

But he couldn't do it.

Because he is trapped here and cannot get out.

Because his power has been worn down by that spiritual vein node by hundreds of millions of yuan.

Because that Chaos Pearl could indeed counter all of his methods.

He couldn't kill Xuandu.

They couldn't escape either.

There are only two paths to choose from.

Either stay trapped here and wait to die.

Alternatively, bow your head, become an apprentice, and find another way to survive.

The dark red light surged for a long time.

Then, the light slowly subsided.

That aged, hoarse voice rang out again, carrying a weariness that the billionaire had never experienced before.

"You win."

"I... want to become your disciple."

Xuan Du turned around and looked at the dark red light.

"You don't regret it, senior?"

The voice paused for a moment, then let out a very soft sigh.

"regret?"

"Do I even have the right to regret it?"

"You stood before me, holding the Chaos Pearl, and spoke with great conviction."

"I can't kill you, and I can't escape."

"If I don't become your disciple, I can only wait to die."

"I may be arrogant, but I'm not stupid. Who would willingly choose to die if they could live?"

Xuan Du gazed at the dark red light and remained silent for a moment.

He then nodded slightly.

"It's good that you've figured it out. There's no rush to become an apprentice. I'll do something first."

He raised his hand, and the Chaos Pearl slowly rose.

Forty-nine chaotic restrictions lit up simultaneously, their radiance surging out like a tide, enveloping the dark red light.

The dark red light surged violently, letting out a low roar.

"What are you going to do?"

Xuan Du's voice was calm.

"Seal away the lingering resentment of that enemy! Of course, not you."

"It is the source of the remaining cause and effect within the sealed spiritual vein node."

"Your lingering resentment is intertwined with that spiritual vein. If you don't untangle that causal link, you will be unable to escape this place."

"What I need to do is to completely sever that cause and effect."

"Strip your lingering resentment from the spiritual veins."

As soon as the sound faded, the dark red light abruptly stopped.

The old, hoarse voice trembled slightly.

"You...can you do it?"

"That cause and effect was planted by an existence at the Hunyuan Taiji level."

"Even a half-step Hunyuan Taiji cannot sever it."

"How could you, a mere peak ninth-level cultivator, possibly do that?"

Xuan did not answer.

He simply closed his eyes, and the light of the Chaos Pearl grew even brighter.

Forty-nine restrictions activated simultaneously, completely enveloping the dark red light along with the entire spiritual vein node.

"Buzz".

Within the Chaos Pearl, an ancient and profound law pattern quietly appeared.

The patterns resembled chains, and the entire piece was a chaotic color.

Each link of the chain is engraved with an innate Dao pattern.

That was the power deepest within the Chaos Pearl, the primordial power that even Xuandu had not fully comprehended.

The chain slowly extended and disappeared into the dark red light.