Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The Ninth Reincarnation King smiled, "So, not only am I dead, but the true form of the God-King is also dead."

"[Vertical Eye] The traitor's true form is also dead."

"Hehe...that's great!"

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At the foot of a certain mountain in the underworld, there is a group of caves that seem to stretch endlessly.

Within it, a huge circular ring rotates.

These rings are made from various magical artifacts, flesh and blood, incense, and other materials.

Even the smallest of the rings is the size of a city.

Larger rings can stretch for thousands of miles.

The rotating rings of varying sizes were inhabited by a vast number of ghosts, spirits, monsters, and human cultivators.

Many people at the bottom of society believe, from birth to death, that the whole world is made up of circles.

At the center of the circular area, a ring composed of twelfth-tier magic treasures, eleventh-tier magic treasures, and twisted flesh and blood is rotating.

At the moment of the Ninth King's death, the ring paused for a moment, then continued to rotate.

As it turned, a creature with a majestic body, extraordinary temperament, and excellent appearance was born.

This being was exactly the same as the deceased Ninth King of Reincarnation in terms of clothing, physique, and temperament.

This creature opened its eyes, and its eyes were brighter than the most brilliant stars.

It smiles, and flowers bloom all around it. From these flowers emerge flower fairies and flower spirits who praise and congratulate it!

It straightened its clothes and searched its memory: "Lord Ksitigarbha has instructed me to forge a magical treasure atop the mountains. I must forge it as soon as possible."

"Then, use the summit of the mountains to fight against the unorthodox and heretical sects, and the celestial patrol treasures of the orthodox sects."

"Once the mountaintops are built, we will be able to usher in a new era."

"My burden is very heavy!"

"Then I should act immediately!"

[The Tenth King of Reincarnation] Ignoring the many rings in the cave, he transformed into a golden light, passing through the mountains, oceans, canyons, and fissures of the underworld, and then arrived at a mountain range.

In the mountains, spirits higher than the mountains themselves are supervising the work of many creatures, including ghosts, monsters, evil spirits, and human cultivators.

Among the many laborers, one with a missing arm was the most diligent.

It carried a whip, with a rope tied to its wrist, and had the lantern ghost suspend it in mid-air. If it saw any creature slacking off, it would lash out with the whip.

Among them, the one that draws out evil has the greatest force.

This prompted a group of wicked people to curse and yell, "You bastards, we're all from the same hometown, why are you hitting us so hard?"

The man with the severed arm sneered, "I am impartial and incorruptible."

"It is precisely because you are from the same hometown that we need to manage you more strictly, so that other creatures will not say that I am biased towards you."

As they were talking, two butterfly spirits flew over, smeared honey on the severed arm, and massaged it, saying, "Master, please don't be angry with these ugly ghosts."

"Come on, let's stretch our fingers so we can have some fun tonight."

The man with the severed arm laughed heartily, "You little devils really know how to treat people well!"

The many evils trembled with rage and gritted their teeth.

Just then, a white-furred wolf spirit approached them and whispered, "You guys are all a bunch of fools."

"Um?"

"The man with the missing arm was under a lot of pressure to meet the deadline for the project."

"Either you help the one-armed man bring more laborers to build this mountain peak, or... find a way to speed up the project."

"In short, as long as you can speed up the project, the master will be pleased and will not punish you."

"So...you know what I mean."

The group of evil people were bewildered: "All we know is how to eat, we don't know how to use our brains."

The white-haired wolf spirit smiled: "You don't understand, but I do."

"If you hire me as your strategist, I'll make sure you get scolded and beaten less often in the future."

"At least I can enjoy myself when I have nothing to do!"

These words stirred the hearts of many evil beings.

However, a sense of unease crept in: "But what if something bad happens?"

The white-haired wolf spirit laughed: "You can invite more laborers over; nothing will go wrong."

"During construction, even if you're a little rough around the edges, speed things up a little, or overlook things a little, nothing will go wrong."

"After all, these mountains are very large, and the project is so massive."

"The minor flaws in your work are insignificant."

Upon hearing this, the group of evil beings nodded repeatedly.

Finally, they regarded the white-haired wolf spirit as their strategist, asking it to devise plans for them.

at this time:

The Tenth Reincarnation King looked at the bustling construction site in the mountains, then at the ghostly overseers, and his mind went blank.

"I have just finished my seclusion, and the project at the summit of the mountains is about to begin."

"But why has construction already started here?"

"Has someone taken over my construction site?"

While he was pondering, a spirit came to pay his respects: "Greetings, Ninth King of Reincarnation."

The Tenth Reincarnation King frowned: "What, the Ninth? I am the Tenth Reincarnation King."

Upon hearing this, the ghosts and spirits suddenly realized: "They've died again!"

"Tenth it is then. Perhaps the eleventh King of Reincarnation will arrive soon!"

They were perfunctory with the tenth reincarnation king.

The Tenth Reincarnation King didn't say it aloud, but he was puzzled.

As the spirits continued to supervise the work, the Tenth Reincarnation King felt that the spirits' work was perfunctory, crude, and contradictory.

He wants the truth.

Then he secretly separated a part of his flesh and blood, which transformed into a lantern spirit that wandered around the construction site atop the mountains, observing the progress of the construction.

After an unknown amount of time, it saw the unusually severed-armed overseer.

It chatted with the one-armed overseer about the mountains, ghosts and gods, and many other things.

The one-armed foreman was no good either; he spouted nonsense and made things up.

Finally, patting the lantern that the Tenth Reincarnation King had transformed into, he said, "From now on, follow me and do your job well. After I destroy the clones, restore my original body, and ascend the throne, I will make these mountains my capital."

"When the time comes, I'll give you the position of Commander of the Nine Gates."

The tenth cycle of the King of Reincarnation expressed his gratitude and praise.

As night fell, he tossed and turned, his mind in turmoil.

After a long time, it contacted the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

After a long while, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva replied, "What is it?"

The Tenth Reincarnation King recounted the anomalies at the summit of the mountains, concluding, "Your Majesty, I suspect that the place where the summit of the mountains was forged is being targeted by an anomaly!"

"Everything here is so abnormal!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was silent for a moment: "That's normal. Before you went into seclusion, you arranged for living beings to create and build the peaks of the mountains."

The Tenth Reincarnation King wanted to shout: I didn't!

But it opened its mouth, and finally said, "I understand."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva: "If you understand, then do your job well."

"Don't overthink it."

"Also, speed up the progress on the summit of the mountains."

"We urgently need the mountain peaks to serve as our foundation and our trump card."

"oh!"

After ending the communication, the Tenth Reincarnation King remained silent for a long time before saying to the many spirits and deities, "Accelerate the project's progress."

"The faster the project progresses, the bigger the reward I'll give!"

"oh!"

The message was passed down layer by layer, and then the white-haired wolf spirit received it.

It looked at the promised reward, pondered for a moment, and then wrote a letter to its relatives back home:

[Eldest uncle, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle, sixth uncle, seventh uncle, eighth uncle...]

[Eldest aunt, second aunt... one hundred and eight aunts...]

[The ghosts here are stupid, there's plenty of money, and little trouble, come quick!]