"True Master Yu Ding?"

"Yes! Chan Sect True Master Yu Ding!"

Feimo Yancele Jun said this, and in front of Wangchuan, he transformed, adopting a different appearance.

His countenance was solemn and serious, with a beard and long black hair secured by a silver Dao Crown. He wore a black Eight Diagrams robe with wide sleeves that flowed with the wind, the dangling ribbons adding a touch of elegance.

"Look, this is my Chan Sect Secret Talisman!"

Feimo Yancele Jun stretched out his hand, and a brilliant silver light flashed. A scroll floated in the air, and when unrolled, it was engraved with the Heavenly Book Grammar, symbolizing the endless origin of all laws and the supreme mysteries of the source of all paths.

"And my Daoist temple, which is also the universe where I am imprisoned."

As soon as the words of Feimo fell, the sound of gurgling springs entered Wangchuan's ears, and moments later, countless golden glows dazzled All Heavens.

Wangchuan looked and saw a vast Grotto Heaven hidden within the boundless golden dawn.

"Bing Character Number One Universe?"

Innate Taoist Text was engraved in the void, revealing the origin of this Grotto Heaven.

"Ah, I forgot to change this."

Feimo Yancele Jun waved his hand, and six bright Innate Taoist Text instantly changed: Golden Dawn Cave Heaven!

"This will be my Daoist temple from now on."

Feimo Yancele Jun laughed, "In a while, I will choose a good location in the Yang Realm and then relocate my Daoist temple."

"Daoist friends are welcome to visit in the future."

"Sure!" Wangchuan readily agreed, thinking it might be an opportunity for him to go out and have fun!

"What is your Cave Suppressing Divine Weapon?" Wangchuan looked towards the Golden Dawn Cave Heaven.

"Are you talking about that set of torture instruments? Just a moment, I need to prepare."

Feimo Yancele Jun wiped the instruments he used for self-torture, then employed the method frequently used by Taiyi Daoist—distortion of consciousness reality, forcibly changing the essence and appearance of the instruments, turning them into the appearance of an Immortal Sword.

"Golden Dawn Cave Heaven's Cave Suppressing Divine Weapon—Immortal Slaying Sword!"

"I remember the Sect Hierarch mentioned this name, borrowing it should not be a problem."

Feimo Yancele Jun cheerfully displayed the Divine Weapon to Wangchuan.

"This sword has a great murderous aura!" Wangchuan noticed at a glance; it manifested mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and endless murderous intent, extraordinarily terrifying.

"It's normal for the aura of killing to be strong, as it is indeed an instrument of torture from Hell."

Feimo Yancele Jun laughed, "Previously, I was suppressed in Taisha Heavenly Palace, and this killing artifact has caused me much suffering."

"The overwhelming murderous intent you see is what has been killing me over the years."

"The scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood—the mountains are me, the seas are me; of course, it's terrifying."

Feimo Yancele Jun spoke with the most cheerful tone, narrating the most blood-filled stories:

"This Immortal Slaying Sword has been with me day and night, has been fused with my flesh and battled my True Spirit. Over the long years, we have become inseparable."

"Now that I control it, it wouldn't be too much to call this sword a life-bound Spiritual Treasure; it feels very natural to use."

Wangchuan was unsure of what to say while watching the spirited smiles and white teeth of Feimo Yancele Jun showing fondness for the Immortal Slaying Sword, which had once slain him.

He always felt that this Chan Sect leader was a bit odd.

As were his followers.

Indeed, if they were not offbeat, this group of prisoners wouldn't choose a jail cell as a Great Sect's Holy Artifact, treating the prison as a Grotto Heaven and the instruments of torture as Divine Weapons.

Wangchuan thought they were joking, but today Feimo Yancele Jun really did it.

This reasonable yet absurd feeling was truly marvelous.

"Let's go, let's together visit Sister Meng."

"Now that the Lord is not in the Netherworld, coming to find Sister Meng is appropriate."

Wangchuan led Feimo Yancele Jun into the depths of the dream.

"Greetings to your honor!" Feimo Yancele Jun was solemn.

"There's no need for such formalities, Daoist Friend."

Meng Wuyou handed him a large seal.

This seal was prepared early, it was one of the Ten Hall Yama Kings' seals—the Urban King Seal!

Seeing this, Feimo Yancele Jun was overjoyed.

He had learned from his senior brother Li Lun about the structure of the Netherworld; with this Yama King seal, his path as a Ghost God would become even more brilliant!

"Thank you, your honor!"

Feimo Yancele Jun took the Urban King Seal, which also contained a palace.

Inside the palace was a set of Spiritual Treasures—a ceremonial robe, a King's Sword, a Jade Gui, and a Pingtian Xuan Crown.

Needless to say, this is the official attire for working in the Underworld in the future.

As the Ninth Hall Master in the Underworld and the King Urban.

In the Yang Realm, as the Yu Quan Mountain Master, True Master Yu Ding.

This is what you call thriving in both Yin and Yang!

"Once the thought of turning into a ghost arises, I suddenly feel the world is much more open!"

Feimo True Master Yanqing is very glad he seized this opportunity, no longer having to be like those Outer Sect disciples from the Taisha Heavenly Palace who are still being reformed!

(Reformed ones: Keep badmouthing us!)

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Tian Nan, Undying Volcano.

Birds pay homage to the Phoenix, and countless deities gather.

In front of the Phoenix Platform, all the ancestors and elders of the Phoenix Clan have assembled, which Yuan Huang deeply regrets.

"Could you all resist fate a bit? Otherwise, how can I ever take a vacation?" she muttered quietly.

But which innate great god present doesn't observe the actions in the Three Realms and listen to the winds from all directions?

Such a "soft" voice to the ears of the deities sounds more like a thunderous roar.

At this moment, darkness falls before the eyes of all ancestors and elders.

Clan Leader, can you keep your thoughts to yourself?

"The Clan Leader is reliably unreliable in an indescribable way."

The group of elders all shake their heads, silently feeling fortunate.

"I knew it would be like this, it's good that I came back!"

Di Jun, transformed into a Xuan Bird, sighs while holding his forehead: "Starting off so unseriously, can we even proceed seriously now?"

"Alright, let's start the meeting!"

Yuan Huang takes her seat at the head, with elders lined up on both sides.

"This development conference is, since it's about discussing developments, let's first understand our rivals."

Yuan Huang inquired to the left: "What is the Dragon Clan doing?"

"In the middle of organizing the Main Temple, proclaiming 'All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, all beings are like dragons.'" Qingluo, the Qingluan Ancestor, spoke in a gentle and soothing voice, comforting to all.

She briefly narrated the Dragon Clan's plan.

After listening, whether the elders knew beforehand or not, they all put on an enlightenment expression.

"What is the Qilin Clan doing?" Yuan Huang asked to the right.

Vermilion Bird immediately responded emphatically: "The Qilin Clan is recently engaged in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land project, very vigorously."

Vermilion Bird concisely and clearly conveyed what she knew to everyone.

Yuan Huang listened thoughtfully.

She then asked, "So, what is our plan?"

Upon this question, there was a deathly silence at the Phoenix Platform.

The entire Secret Realm was deathly quiet.

Yuan Huang was the first to lose her temper.

She slammed her hand on the armrest and scolded, "Such a vast Phoenix Clan, can't we come up with a matching plan?"

"What are you all doing?"

All the ancestors and elders looked at each other speechlessly.

Everyone tacitly looked towards Yuan Huang.

The implication was, you as our Clan Leader should know what our Phoenix Clan is like, right?

Of course I know, but you guys took it too easy... Yuan Huang subtly glanced around, and seeing that everyone was silent, she lightly coughed: "Since no one has any plans, that's easy."

"I'll suggest one."

Yuan Huang slowly said, "Since they have plans and we don't, let's design our plan based on theirs."

"So, my plan is—stir the pot!"

Yuan Huang said enthusiastically: "Vermilion Bird, lead people disguised as the Dragon Clan, to sabotage the Qilin Clan's plan."

"Qingluan, lead people disguised as the Qilin Clan, to sabotage the Dragon Clan's plan."

"Sabotage both sides' plans so that none of them have any plans. Then they will start fighting each other!"

"How about that? Isn't this plan clever?"

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