Primordial Era: The Steady Senior Brother, Tongtian is Going Crazy

Under Zhang Zhuo's oppressive aura, none of the other ten Golden Immortals dared to disobey his orders.

Nobody wants to be whipped by a divine whip imbued with the power of laws.

Now they are at the mercy of others, and even the smart ones have to obey.

After the other Golden Immortals were sent away, only Cihang Daoren was left behind alone.

Cihang Daoren is the only female among the Twelve Golden Immortals, and she is very beautiful.

She understands men and knows why Zhang Zhuo kept her around.

After the other Golden Immortals left, Cihang Daoist blushed.

Zhang Zhuo saw her blush and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Please take good care of me on this trip to Jin'ao Island, senior brother."

Cihang Daoren spoke gently, placing a hand on Zhang Zhuo's shoulder.

Zhang Zhuo closed his eyes and agreed.

Cihang Daoren then massaged his shoulders with just the right amount of force.

"I heard you have a treasure called the Pure Glass Bottle?"

Cihang Daoren paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Great, boil the dew in the bottle later, I'm going to use it to wash my feet."

After Zhang Zhuo finished speaking, Cihang Daoren was very angry, but as a dependent, he could not show it, so he could only ask again.

"Senior brother, is there anything else you need?"

"Go and help Chi Jingzi add fuel to the fire. Remember to bring the wooden bucket in. Men are not allowed to enter my room without permission."

After Zhang Zhuo finished speaking, Cihang Daoist's face immediately turned pale.

There's absolutely no need to send wooden barrels!

Isn't the next step to serve him until he goes to bed?

This is completely different from what I expected!

"Hurry up, don't delay!"

Before Cihang Daoren had even left, Zhang Zhuo urged him on.

If he figured out what I was thinking, I'd definitely get yelled at: "You're dreaming!"

After being served by the eleven disciples who washed his feet, Zhang Zhuo felt refreshed and comfortable all over.

They served him well, and Zhang Zhuo was very satisfied.

Just as the Eleven Golden Immortals finished their work and thought they could finally rest, Zhang Zhuo immediately ordered, "Continue boiling water."

Guang Chengzi asked in confusion, "Do you need to boil water again? Do you want to take a bath?"

Zhang Zhuo was enraged, thinking, "You're the one who needs to bathe! The whole family needs to bathe!"

"My junior brothers haven't even washed their feet yet; they've had a tough time conquering the Chan Sect."

Upon hearing this, the eleven Golden Immortals turned deathly pale.

Zhang Zhuo's meaning was clear: he wanted the eleven Golden Immortals to wash the feet of the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect.

Zhang Zhuo immediately notified all the immortals of the Jie Sect to go up the mountain and receive a foot-washing service from the eleven Golden Immortal disciples.

The ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect crowded together, all wanting to receive this treatment.

After Duobao and the others made arrangements, the line finally formed a long queue.

The eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect turned pale.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, who had always been powerful and influential, had never suffered such humiliation before; it was a truly tragic situation.

Zhang Zhuo helped his fellow disciples subdue many rebellious disciples of the Chan Sect.

They were ordered to repair the mountain gate, but they felt ashamed and resisted.

After the Jie Sect immortals reported this, Zhang Zhuo immediately whipped them and punished them severely.

The sounds of whips lashing and flesh slapping continued.

The disciples of the Chan Sect screamed in agony, much to the delight of the immortals of the Jie Sect.

The immortals of the Jie Sect atop the mountain were enjoying the service of the eleven Golden Immortals, and were even happier to see the immortals being punished below.

For the first time, the Hundred Immortals of the Chan Sect felt that each day was like a year.

They were very miserable.

Chopping wood, boiling water, washing feet, repairing the mountain gate...

These were the kinds of menial jobs that were once looked down upon, but now they all have to be done by themselves, which is extremely humiliating. This situation is rare in the vast wilderness.

But they endured it, hoping that the Primordial Celestial Venerable would return to save them.

In the past, when I was cultivating in the cave, time seemed to pass very quickly, and I didn't miss my master.

Right now, I miss Yuanshi Tianzun very much.

Although all the immortals of the Chan Sect were trapped on Jin'ao Island by Zhang Zhuo, there was no one in front of Yuxu Palace.

This place is very deserted, completely different from the heyday of the Chan Sect.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

When the Daoist Zhunti appeared, the world was immediately filled with an aura of peace and harmony.

The cranes and spirit beasts of Jade Void Palace immediately cried out, their voices rising and falling.

The sky was bathed in golden light, with white clouds intertwining with the golden rays, draping the heavens and earth in a golden cloak—a truly beautiful sight.

Even more astonishingly, the Heavenly Dao accompanied the Daoist Zhunti, and its supreme power immediately filled this world.

This mysterious figure is the sage and great power from the barren West, the leader of the Western Sect, Zhunti Daoren.

He came in a hurry because the things here have a great connection with Western religion.

With a smile on his face, Zhunti Daoist raised his hand slightly and the power of the Heavenly Dao followed.

In an instant, countless laws of the Heavenly Dao surged here like a tide.

"From this day forward, your karma is intertwined with that of my Western religion."

As soon as the words were spoken, the power of heaven and earth reached the Jade Void Palace, but did not go beyond it by even a step.

The Taoist Master Zhunti did not want anyone to know that he had arrived here.

With the wisdom of a sage, he successfully concealed his whereabouts.

If he hadn't been hiding, the entire primordial land would have immediately sensed his presence.

When the Taoist Zhunti takes action, the entire country will inevitably be affected.

The moment the attack was made, the void below immediately changed.

The area was originally peaceful, but after Daoist Zhunti made his move, a faint light suddenly appeared in the air.

This faint light came from a wisp of true spirit, its spiritual energy fluctuations weak, like a candle flame in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

Zhunti used his supernatural powers to protect this wisp of true spirit and prevent it from dissipating.

The spirit then emitted light and instantly transformed into human form.

He looked exactly like the Taoist Zhunti and was also wearing a Taoist robe.

Zhang Zhuo would definitely recognize it here.

The quasi-saint lit the lamp!

Despite being defeated by Zhang Zhuo multiple times, Randeng still retained a wisp of his true spirit.

"I, the lamp-lighter of the Chan School, pay homage to the Sage Zhunti!"

When Randeng saw the Daoist Zhunti in the sky, he recognized him as a sage from the primordial era and immediately knelt down to pay his respects.

Zhunti said, "You have an affinity with the Western religion; I have come to save you."

As soon as the words were spoken, the power of heaven and earth manifested, and the vast celestial sound shook the space.

When Dipankara heard Cundi's words in his true spiritual form, he immediately understood.

He understood Zhunti and knew why Zhunti saved him.

Zhunti wanted to recruit him into the Western Religion, which is why she traveled a long way to save his true spirit.

Ran Deng asked cautiously, "I am the vice leader of the Chan Sect. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to directly join the Western Sect?"

He could not immediately agree to Zhunti's request.

If he agreed to Zhunti's request, it would mean directly confronting Yuanshi Tianzun, and Randeng did not want to offend either side.

Zhun must have been prepared in advance, otherwise he would not have traveled hundreds of millions of miles to the East to save a wisp of true spirit.

"As I have already said, you have a deep connection with the Western religion, and even the Primordial Celestial Venerable cannot stop you."

Besides, the Primordial Celestial Lord probably doesn't know about your current situation, does he?

Zhunti's goal is to achieve the near-sainthood of Dipankara and other opportunities related to Western religion.

The Western lands are barren and desolate, and since the founding of the Western religion, no one has been willing to join.

Therefore, Zhunti is now very isolated and can only go to the East to find people who are connected with the Western religion.

Upon hearing Zhunti's words, Dipankara immediately understood his intention.

He saw through Zhunti's intentions, and at the same time, his refusal to help Yuanshi Tianzun in his time of need caused his loyalty to the Chan Sect to begin to waver.

If Zhunti knew that he still had a trace of true spirit, then Yuanshi Tianzun must also know that he still had a remnant of true spirit in the world.

Most importantly, Cundi's intention was very clear.

Now only he can save Randeng. If Randeng refuses to join the Western Religion, Zhunti will leave directly.

Only when the true spirit of the lamp is completely extinguished will it truly die.

Therefore, there was a hidden threat in Zhunti's words.

Zhunti smiled and said, "You are destined to join the Western Religion."

He knew he had achieved his goal.

In order to survive and seek revenge against Zhang Zhuo, Randeng was forced to accept Zhunti's conditions.

If he is killed, he will never be able to take revenge.

Both sides got what they wanted, no problem.

Zhunti is ruthless; he threatened Dipankara with his life to force him to join the Western Religion—that's his style.

Zhang Zhuo was unaware that Randeng had been rescued by Zhunti.

He was in his cave counting the magical treasures he had obtained from the battle against the Chan.