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

After Duobao finished speaking, Zhang Zhuo remained silent, staring at him intently.

Duobao knew that his senior brother meant what he said, so he had no choice but to take off his shoes and socks.

Zhang Zhuo raised his hand and flicked his wrist, sending out several beams of light that instantly entered the brows of the eleven Golden Immortals.

When the light entered their bodies, the eleven Golden Immortals' expressions changed drastically, and they looked terrified.

At first, they thought this was Zhang Zhuo's way of tormenting them and trying to control their minds.

If they were controlled by Zhang Zhuo, they would become his puppets and be at his mercy.

Zhang Zhuo's personality made everyone afraid to think any further.

A moment later, they understood the meaning of that light.

Zhang Zhuo passed on the supreme Dharma to them.

The disciples of the Eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect immediately showed anger, their faces filled with rage.

"Guang Chengzi!"

At Zhang Zhuo's command, Guang Chengzi stopped in his tracks, knowing what Zhang Zhuo wanted him to do.

"Zhang Zhuo, don't go too far!"

Guang Chengzi roared, his voice filled with anger, shock, and fear.

Zhang Zhuo didn't say much, and raised his whip...

Soon, veins bulged on Guang Chengzi's face, but he still squatted down in front of Duobao Daoren.

Then, Guang Chengzi carefully picked up Duobao Daoren's feet and began to massage them gently.

Zhang Zhuo smiled with satisfaction.

The other eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect appeared surprised, but in fact, they had expected it.

Zhang Zhuo had already taught them the art of foot massage, so they were used to Guang Chengzi's current actions.

The expressions of the immortals of the Jie Sect varied.

"Is this the foot massage my senior brother was talking about?"

"Isn't this just a foot massage!"

"Our eldest brother said he would reward us, but this is clearly an insult to the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect!"

"Are you happy when you humiliate them?"

"Of course I'm happy!"

Although the immortals of the Jie Sect still had doubts about Zhang Zhuo's foot massage skills, they still enjoyed the scene before them.

After all, they were delighted to see the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect humiliated once again.

Zhang Zhuo looked at the scene before him with satisfaction, then turned to face the eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

"Do you know what to do next?"

humiliation!

The eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect felt extremely humiliated.

The fact that he had washed the feet of the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Jie Sect was already a huge humiliation.

Now, Zhang Zhuo ordered them to massage the feet of the Wanxian of the Jie Sect.

The secret of foot massage lies in the kneading and massaging of the feet.

The eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect had grim faces and were burning with anger.

But she yielded to the threat of Zhang Zhuo's whip and began to massage him, her movements very forceful.

The immortals of the Jie Sect looked curiously at their fellow disciples who were being massaged.

Daoist Duobao groaned comfortably, the wrinkles on his face showing his extreme enjoyment.

At this time, Zhang Zhuo had already left the mountaintop.

The immortals of the Jie Sect were focused on the path beneath their feet and did not notice this.

Zhang Zhuo's vanished figure then reappeared at the foot of the mountain.

"Come here right now!"

Zhang Zhuo said to the lazy Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect.

These words immediately reached the ears of the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect.

Upon hearing Zhang Zhuo's voice, the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect rushed to the mountain gate like soldiers.

The Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect was filled with doubt, wondering what Zhang Zhuo was planning to do this time, when Zhang Zhuo spoke again.

"Do you know why you've come to my Jin'ao Island?"

Upon hearing this, the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect immediately flew into a rage.

Zhang Zhuo was the one who brought them here, but now he's asking them why they came.

"Back then, your Chan Sect punished my Jie Sect by destroying my sect. Now, I order you to repair it immediately!"

Seeing that the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect remained silent, Zhang Zhuo spoke again.

After saying that, Zhang Zhuo struck down with his palm.

"boom!"

A distant mountaintop suddenly collapsed.

The rocks did not shatter upon landing; instead, they transformed into many enormous square blocks.

"These stones are for you to use to repair the mountain gate. I will personally inspect the gate when it is completed."

Zhang Zhuo disappeared immediately after speaking.

He didn't care whether the immortals of the Chan Sect could understand his meaning.

After Zhang Zhuo disappeared, the immortals of the Chan Sect looked at each other.

To repair the mountain gate, we have to move huge rocks. Are they treating us like laborers?

All the immortals had only one thought in their minds: Zhang Zhuo has treated us as non-humans!

Unbeknownst to them, the magical power of the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect was imprisoned, making it impossible for them to move the giant rocks.

"When have we, the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, ever suffered such an insult!"

Just then, a huge roar suddenly rang out.

The sound was heard, rocks crumbled, and the earth shook and cracked.

As soon as the whip appeared, the hundred immortals of the Chan Sect immediately fled.

With this whip here, all the immortals of the Chan Sect must obey Zhang Zhuo's orders.

Within ten days, the hundred immortals of the Chan Sect used their mortal bodies to move the giant rocks and repair the gate of Jin'ao Island.

On the mountaintop, the eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were teaching the myriad immortals of the Jie Sect how to use their feet.

Zhang Zhuo looked at all of this and was satisfied.

The efforts of the Hundred Immortals of the Chan Sect have yielded results.

With the help of the eleven Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, all the immortals of the Jie Sect learned the skill of using their feet.

The hundred immortals of the Chan Sect at the foot of the mountain have also finished repairing the mountain gate.

The hardships they endured could not be fully recounted even after three days and three nights.

On this day, all the immortals of the Chan Sect gathered together, each one filled with worry.

"We can't waste any more time."

Guang Chengzi was the first to speak, expressing the thoughts of all the Golden Immortals.

"Senior Brother Guangchengzi, what do you think?"

The question was asked by Yun Zhongzi, a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Our master is too busy to help us right now."

Guang Chengzi sighed and said directly.

"We can't let the Jie Sect bully us here anymore!"

"Senior brother, you have a way to solve our predicament, we will definitely thank you!"

Other deities of the Chan Sect immediately echoed this sentiment.

I don't want to stay on Jin'ao Island for even a minute longer.

This place humiliated them, and they never wanted to think about it again.

"In my opinion, would you all like to leave this place with me?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up immediately, and they completely agreed with Guang Chengzi's plan.

Guang Chengzi looked around at the Chan Sect deities and saw that everyone supported his plan, so he felt relieved.

"We absolutely cannot let Zhang Zhuo trap us on Jin'ao Island; we must find a way to escape."

Taiyi Zhenren immediately said.

They had to act immediately, or they would surely die if Zhang Zhuo discovered them.

The immortals of the Chan Sect distrusted each other and were unable to cooperate.

Guang Chengzi said, "Don't worry, I have a magic weapon to break the formation."

He revealed his magical treasure, which made all the immortals envious.

Guang Chengzi explained, "I stole this from the Jie Sect."

The immortals were overjoyed and fled towards the mountain gate that very night.

But they didn't know that someone had been secretly watching them.

The man didn't stop him; instead, he turned and ran up the mountain.

A moment later, the person who discovered the traces of the Hundred Immortals of the Chan Sect was already standing in front of Zhang Zhuo's cave.

"Senior Brother!"

The man knocked on the door and shouted loudly.

The cave entrance opened immediately, and Zhang Zhuo's voice came out.

"They've all left?"

The person outside the door said happily, "Senior Brother, you were right! Those people from the Chan Sect have already gone down the mountain."

Inside the cave, Zhang Zhuo heard these words, but his face remained expressionless.

The escape plan of the Hundred Immortals of the Chan Sect was completely under Zhang Zhuo's control.

His nonchalant attitude toward the matter had already determined the fate of the immortals of the Chan Sect.

The Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect could never have imagined that all their plans were under Zhang Zhuo's control.

Zhang Zhuo didn't make a fuss, but simply told his junior brother who had brought the message to leave first.

Then, Zhang Zhuo raised his hand, and a dazzling light slowly appeared in front of him.

Amidst that radiant light, the hundred immortals of the Chan Sect had already arrived at the mountain gate.

Although it was late at night, the figures of these people were still clearly visible.