Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The old man wasn't happy to hear that. His eyes widened, and with the ferocious scar on his face, he looked exceptionally menacing.

"Son-in-law? You have the nerve to call yourself my son-in-law?" The old man reached out to give Jun Wuxie a flick on the forehead, but Chan'er angrily stopped him: "You're not allowed to bully Jun-gege!"

"Chan'er, step aside. Your father is teaching this kid a lesson for your own good."

The old man said this, and seeing the anger blazing in Chan'er's eyes, he had to back down, saying sourly, "Girls are always drawn to outsiders. She's helping him before she's even married into the family, alas..."

After saying that, he glared at Jun Wuxie and said, "You brat, are you taking my words lightly? When you left with Chan'er back then, what did I tell you? I pleaded with you and repeatedly urged you, but now..."

As he spoke, he grabbed Chan'er's wrist, pulled up her sleeve, and said, "Look at this! Why is Chan'er's maiden's mark still there?"

"Old man, do you have to say this in front of Chan'er?"

Jun Wuxie was speechless. Was this old man sick? What kind of father would push someone to sleep with his daughter?

"Chan'er's life depends on you. The moment you signed the Life Pact, she became your wife, and you became her husband. What's wrong with that between a young couple?" The old man said righteously, taking two steps forward, scrutinizing him with a judging and suspicious gaze, and whispered, "You brat, you seem to have a sea of blood energy, but could you be a silver spear with a wax head, good-looking but useless, chronically suffering from kidney deficiency?"

Jun Wuxie's anger surged instantly. This was outrageous! How dare he say he had kidney deficiency?

"Old man, don't try to find a sense of existence in me. Even if you wait until the day you pee your shoes in a tailwind, I can still pee three thousand miles against the wind!"

He looked at the old man with a provocative gaze, meaning, if you're not convinced, should we find a secluded place and compare?

"Heh, you're quite confident."

The old man circled around Jun Wuxie, patting his back and then his waist, saying, "Looking at your tiger back and dog waist, it shouldn't be."

Jun Wuxie: ...

He wanted to spit in the old man's face!

This old man was too disrespectful to his elders. How could Chan'er have such a father?

However, he pondered slightly, feeling that there must be something strange about this.

This old man was a big figure, the Empress's father, who had lived for endless years and was unfathomable.

He couldn't possibly joke about his own daughter. You could tell from how much he cared about Chan'er.

"Forget it, you brat are a blockhead, not enlightened. I can't be bothered to talk to you."

The old man ignored him and sat down in front of Chan'er, immediately changing his expression. The loving and doting look made the wrinkles on his face look like blooming chrysanthemums.

"Chan'er, have you been doing well with him these years? Is that kid treating you well? Tell your father, if he bullies you, your father will help you take care of him!"

"Are you... really Chan'er's father?"

Chan'er looked at the wrinkled old man with bright, crystalline eyes, feeling somewhat uncertain.

This year, she remembered some scenes from her childhood, but they were rather vague and not very clear.

She remembered having a father, but he was very different from the wrinkled face with the ferocious scar in front of her.

"Yes, I am your father. Chan'er, have you remembered something?"

The old man's breathing quickened, and he trembled slightly with excitement. He suddenly thought of something and said, "That's right, your memory recovery should have started from your childhood. Your father didn't look like this in your childhood..."

As he spoke, he swiped his hand in the air, and a light screen appeared, like a mirror, showing a heroic middle-aged man with distinct features, deep eyes, and a steady temperament.

"Chan'er, your father used to look like this, but later, due to certain reasons, he became like this, and it's difficult to restore his original appearance..."

Tears gradually welled up in Chan'er's eyes. She began to sob softly, tears rolling down her delicate face and falling into the old man's arms, where she cried loudly.

"Chan'er, don't cry, my good daughter, don't cry."

The old man's eyes were filled with tears, which flowed down and accumulated on his wrinkled face.

"Tell your father, is that kid treating you well?"

"Yes, Jun-gege treats Chan'er very well..." Chan'er said, stealing a glance at Jun Wuxie before adding, "It's just... just that he's occasionally biased..."

"What? He's biased towards you?"

The old man was immediately unhappy, his eyes showing a fierce light as he glared at Jun Wuxie.

"Chan'er, tell your father, how is he biased?"

"Jun-gege secretly gives other sisters lollipops, but he doesn't give Chan'er any ~"

Jun Wuxie's face was covered in black lines upon hearing this.

The old man was furious when he heard this, saying, "You brat, lollipops only cost a few coins. You can even be biased about this? Can you be any stingier?"

"Yes, you're right..."

Jun Wuxie was unable to refute, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"You brat, you seem quite aggrieved?"

The old man had a lot of opinions about him, very dissatisfied.

Jun Wuxie honestly didn't say anything.

Before long, the old man looked lonely and said, "You should leave. You can't stay by my side for long, otherwise it will have a bad influence on you."

As he said that, he turned and walked into the firewood room.

The corners of Jun Wuxie's eyes twitched violently a few times.

He had a deep memory of that firewood room. Back then, he had seen many dried corpses hanging inside, which made him shudder.

Soon, the old man came out, surprisingly dragging a dried corpse in his hand!

The dried corpse's flesh was withered, and the clothes on its body were very ancient.

"This is a gift that I'm giving you!"

The old man threw the dried corpse in front of Jun Wuxie and said, "You can use him now."

"A gift?"

The corners of Jun Wuxie's mouth twitched. Giving him a dried corpse as a gift?

"Don't dislike it yet. Take a good look at what's hidden inside the dried corpse."

Jun Wuxie was skeptical and released his blood energy to inspect it, and an expression of shock appeared on his face.

The seemingly withered corpse actually contained a vast blessed land within its body. Within that blessed land, there was a vast and pure dark matter energy, even purer than the dark energy of the evil corpse on the stone platform he had collected in the Eternal Life Shrine!

"This is a cultivator from the Dark Universe, a Dark Spirit!"

He never expected that the dried corpse hanging in the old man's firewood room was actually a Dark Spirit. Judging from the quality of its energy, it should be a Dark Spirit with extremely high talent and growth, and its realm was not low.

"That's right, it is a Dark Spirit, a young supreme from a certain era of the Dark Universe."

"Why are you giving it to me? What use do I have for a Dark Spirit corpse?"

The old man glared at him and said, "You cultivate a Dark Energy Star Sea, and you actually say it's useless?"

"How... how did you see that?"

Jun Wuxie was speechless, and the only bit of luck in his heart was shattered.

His body's secrets had been seen through like this.

This meant that he would be seen through by others in the future. Once he encountered a strong person related to the Dark Universe, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"There's no need for your worries. Not everyone can see the secrets on your body. Those who shouldn't see through it will not be able to see through it."

"What does that mean?"

"It's the literal meaning." The old man was a little impatient and said, "Do you want it or not? If you don't want it, forget it."

After saying that, he was about to drag the Dark Spirit corpse back to the firewood room.

"I want it!"

Jun Wuxie hurriedly opened the Eternal Life Shrine and collected the Dark Spirit corpse.

This was a good thing, used to cultivate the ink-colored star sea in the Taiji Star Sea.

As his realm increased, the golden star sea continued to grow stronger, while the ink-colored star sea would appear increasingly weak in comparison. It needed to refine dark energy to enhance it synchronously, always maintaining a yin-yang balance, in order to exert the several-fold amplification effect of the Taiji Star Sea.

"Kid, take good care of Chan'er."

"I will." Jun Wuxie nodded, and then said, "I heard people say that the Spirit Void Realm is about to be in chaos. Is this true?"

The old man nodded, giving a definite answer.

"What exactly is going on? With existences like you and the Order Administrator, can the Spirit Void Realm really be in chaos?"

"I cannot take action, unless those living beings kill their way to my residence. I remember saying before that I cannot leave the vicinity of this house. As for the Order Administrator, she also cannot take action due to certain special reasons. The Spirit Void Realm will only have its natives to face what lies ahead."

Jun Wuxie: ...

In this world, there are many unfathomable strong people hidden, but they all seem to be unable to take action for various reasons.

Whether it's the outside world or this Spirit Void Realm.

...

When they left, the old man saw them to the door, watching them all the time. Chan'er turned her head every few steps, constantly waving her hand, very reluctant.

She saw the old man's appearance in his prime, overlapping with the image of her father in her memory.

She knew that he was her father!

Although not much of her memory had recovered, that feeling was still somewhat unfamiliar, but the blood-is-thicker-than-water kinship made her feel a strong sense of parting sadness in her heart.

Jun Wuxie pulled Chan'er and came to the Star River area through the ancient teleportation array.

He wanted to take a look at the Primordial Stone Workshop, the place where Chan'er was once cut out, which also had a special significance for him.

Before long, they arrived in front of the Primordial Stone Workshop.

Unlike in the past, the Primordial Stone Workshop seemed particularly deserted, no longer the lively scene it used to be.

There were no stone gamblers coming and going, and the door was half-closed.

He couldn't help but feel puzzled. It was said that the Primordial Stone Workshop had been in operation for who knows how many years, always dealing in stone gambling. In this Spirit Void Realm where stone gambling was popular, there were no customers now, which was too abnormal.

He pulled Chan'er and walked inside. It was very deserted inside, without a single customer.

The groves where the raw stones used to be placed were now empty, and apart from some broken corners, there were almost no raw stones to be seen.

"You two, how did you end up inside my Primordial Stone Workshop?"

A slightly surprised and weary voice drifted over.

On the shaded path in the distance, a youthful and beautiful woman hurried towards them.

She sized up Jun Wuxie and Chan'er, and said, "Our Taigu Stone Pavilion has already closed; we are no longer conducting stone gambling business. If you two wish to gamble on stones, please seek another location."

"Closed?" Jun Wuxie was deeply surprised. Although the scene before him had already hinted at the answer, he still felt puzzled. "Your Taigu Stone Pavilion has been in the stone gambling business since ancient times, and has never closed. Why would you suddenly make such a decision?"

Upon hearing this, the woman's eyes showed deep worry and weariness. She said, "The two of you must not have been to the Lingxu Realm for a long time, right? Are you cultivators from the outside world?"

Jun Wuxie nodded and said, "Can you tell me what happened? I am friends with your Holy Maiden, Yuzhu."

"You are our Holy Maiden's friend? You…"

"I am Jun Wuxie."

"Ah! You are Jun Wuxie, the one who wasn't weaned until he was ten?"

The woman covered her mouth, her eyes wide with astonishment. She hadn't expected to actually meet that legendary figure!

Jun Wuxie was embarrassed and said, "Why do you associate me with not being weaned until I was ten?"

The woman chuckled, saying that on the record steles in various regions, the 'not weaned until ten' record had suddenly changed to Jun Wuxie's name several years ago. It was too obvious; he must have changed his name in a special way.

"Alright, this seems a little awkward…" Jun Wuxie was speechless. "Why did your Taigu Stone Pavilion close?"

The woman's expression turned serious, and she sighed, "Our Taigu Sect has encountered trouble, very big trouble. The sect has decided to close all stone pavilions until the crisis is resolved."

Jun Wuxie was shocked. What kind of trouble would cause the Taigu Sect to close all of its stone pavilions?

"Ding!"

Above the Taigu Stone Pavilion, a crisp system notification suddenly sounded.

Jun Wuxie, Chan'er, and the woman all looked up at the same time.

"Lingxu Realm Explorer [Jun Wuxie] has triggered a special hidden event: The Taigu Sect's Crisis, difficulty five stars. Complete this event, successfully helping the Taigu Sect overcome the crisis, reward: 1,000,000 Lingxu Points!"

Jun Wuxie's whole body shook!

How many Lingxu Points?

He almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Did the Order Administrator say one million points?

"Lingxu Realm Explorer [Jun Wuxie], are you willing to help the Taigu Sect overcome the crisis?"

"I am willing!"

Jun Wuxie didn't even consider it. That was a million Lingxu Points!

He used to work so hard for only a few thousand Lingxu Points, but this hidden event's reward was one million!

"Lingxu Realm Explorer [Jun Wuxie] has successfully accepted the special event. Before this event is completed, you cannot return to your original world."

"Wait! Why didn't you make that clear earlier? Hey!"

Jun Wuxie was speechless. He knew the task would definitely be abnormal. He was even thinking about bringing the Beast King and the unicorn herd in.

As a result, damn it, now he can't get out!