This primordial world is not serious!

How come they actually managed to gather Qi Fortune?

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Xuanqing stood inside the main hall of Zhou Jue Heavenly Palace, his thoughts somewhat in disarray.

"I merely brought back the head of a Demon God."

"Did a round check on the shelter."

"And then sat here refining Spiritual Treasures for a while."

"How did I end up creating a Great Sect?"

"Even gathering the Qi Fortune of the Great Sect!"

"Is this right?"

"Does this make sense?"

"This is so right, so reasonable!" Inside Taisha Heavenly Palace, most of the contained objects were studying the "Fengdu Decree Book."

The more they studied it, the more excited they got, the more they spread it, the more enthusiastic they became.

This is simply the True Word of the Great Dao, the most profound truth!

How did we never find before that the Prison Chief... oh no, the Sect Hierarch! How did we miss that the Sect Hierarch's "Fengdu Decree Book" was so ingenious!

"If only I had this realization when I first arrived, I wouldn't have ended up in this plight!"

"Nothing could be truer!"

"If we had repented in time, perhaps we would already be the Ghost Gods of the Netherworld."

While the contained objects were enlightening themselves, they also felt some regret.

Seeing this, the god of Qiaoming Mountain—Meng Huai actively shared his insights while harboring doubts deep in his heart.

"Are these guys serious?"

"I have a special way with the Great Dao, acting can strengthen myself, but what are you all doing this for?"

"They can't seriously be doing this just to join this broken Netherworld, right?"

Inside Blood Pool Hell.

Big Brother of the Holy Sect, Fu Zhu, was reciting verses from the "Fengdu Decree Book," while also observing the contained objects.

Aside from the special cosmic contents of Taisha Heavenly Palace that did not participate,

the various worlds big and small on the periphery were all resonating with chants.

Each one more devout than the last.

It seemed like they were truly converting to the Netherworld Sect.

"Oh my goodness!"

Seeing this scene, Fu Zhu felt a chill down his spine, even his soul was trembling.

"Does this 'Fengdu Decree Book' have such a bizarre effect on enlightenment?"

"Good thing I'm always on guard and didn't really accept it."

He agreed to set up this Netherworld Sect and even willingly took on the role of Big Brother, merely going with the flow, looking for something to do to stave off boredom.

Otherwise, constantly fighting against the erosion of Blood Pool Hell would still be quite stressful.

Fu Zhu secretly turned his attention to Fire Sea Hell.

Meng Huai was still enthusiastically analyzing the Decree Book, and Postnatal Daoist Text kept hopping out of Fire Sea Hell.

He played the role of the second elder who passed on the teachings with due diligence.

"Meng Huai is definitely watching too!" Fu Zhu inwardly had a clear understanding.

He recommended Meng Huai as Sect Hierarch, but that slick Meng Huai didn't fall for it at all.

Even went so far as to involve the Prison Chief to be revered as the Sect Hierarch, then turned around and pushed him, Fu Zhu, to the front as the Big Brother, while taking on the role of the second brother himself.

In Stone Mill Hell, the Divine Being who chanted slogans the most enthusiastically was internally the calmest.

Just now, he had followed along with the pace set by Big Brother Fu Zhu and Second Elder Meng Huai, establishing the internal system and organizational structure of the Netherworld Sect.

They even selected the Sect Suppressing Divine Artifact—Taisha Heavenly Palace.

"All the disciples of the Netherworld Sect are suppressed inside, isn't it just the Holy Artifact that suppresses the Sect?"

The Divine Being in Stone Mill Hell laughed softly.

What things could Xuanqing contain within Taisha Heavenly Palace that are simple? None.

They're all crafty as can be. (Except for the two Heavenly Dao)

Even with severe wear and tear, they didn't lose all their Spiritual Wisdom.

They still had some basic judgment.

All of us worked together to stage this whole act, with all the talk of a Holy Sect and Holy Scripture, just taking a chance to see if we could find an opportunity to get out.

As for those who truly enlightened themselves…

"You guys are our pathfinders!"

At this moment, almost the same thought crossed the minds of most of the contained objects.

"If the Daoist friends really succeed in becoming Ghost Gods, then I'll wait and observe the Prison Chief's attitude before making a decision!"

The Divine Being in Stone Mill Hell made up his mind; he knew the chance was slim, but… what if?

If it actually works, it means that the path to become a Ghost God is viable.

Then, just follow suit to transform successfully.

In any case, it couldn't be worse than the current outcome.

The contained objects, each with their own selfish agendas, thus pretended to be devotees of the Netherworld Sect, painfully yet joyously.

And then…

And then the mysterious Qi Fortune came.

As Xuanqing sensed the augmentation of Qi Fortune, they felt it too.

"No way…"

Meng Huai, Fu Zhu, the Divine Being in Stone Mill Hell, and the majority of the contained objects who were acting, were all stunned.

Have we just made this pretense a reality?

"Holy shit, this works too?"

The initiator Meng Huai was extremely shocked; he had already felt the feedback of Qi Fortune.

Even just a slight increase in Qi Fortune, but it was enough to prove that this Netherworld Sect, which they had blindly thrown together, had made it!

At this moment, the most excited were those divine beings who had truly repented and realized their own transformation.

"Surrender and you will be treated leniently, resist and you will be dealt with sternly, the Sect Hierarch has indeed not deceived us!"

"Our sincere hearts can be witnessed by the Great Dao!"

"Fantastic, blessed with Qi Fortune, this signifies that the Sect Hierarch recognizes us!" (Xuanqing: I didn't do it, that's not me, stop making things up!)

A group of converted followers were moved to tears.

Unable to contain their emotions, they cheered aloud: "The Great Dao is clear and transparent; the Holy Sect is resplendent and brilliant; only in the Netherworld shall Qi Fortune eternally flourish!"

In stark contrast to them was the silence from Meng Huai and others.

They sat despondently in Hell, dumbfounded.

They posed soul-searching questions to themselves.

"Why is this happening?"

They foresaw many changes.

Scenes where fellow prisoners were completely transformed, scenarios where the contained turned into Ghost Gods, and even instances where Xuanqing became enraged and punished them further.

But they never anticipated that the Netherworld Sect would truly be established!

"Could it be because of the Sect Suppressing Divine Artifact?" The divine beings in the Stone Mill Hell sharply sensed the changes in the Taisha Heavenly Palace.

These prisoners had received Qi Fortune.

As a Holy Artifact of the Sect, the Taisha Heavenly Palace, of course, also possessed Qi Fortune, and not a small amount either!

Moreover, Meng Huai and others also noticed a problem, that the divine beings who had converted to the Netherworld had received more Qi Fortune than them.

"It's over!"

"It's all over!"

"The Prison Chief's shattered Netherworld seems to really have potential!"

Meng Huai, Fu Zhu, and other varied-minded contained entities thought a lot for a moment.

They were all significant powers in their own right, Innate and Holy, and still possessed the discernment they ought to have.

Even if they couldn't comprehend why this Netherworld Sect could be established, they could see a lot from it.

For instance, joining the Netherworld was decidedly a good path.

Or more precisely, siding with Xuanqing was the right choice!

Upon realizing this point.

They found themselves not as elated as they had anticipated.

Instead, their hearts were filled with endless bitterness.

Was it that they didn't want to live?

Not at all.

If they didn't want to live, they wouldn't have put on such an act.

Was it the hatred towards Xuanqing?

A bit, but not much.

It was more about being unable to let go.

They were Innate Divine Beings, born of the Dao, no matter the initial reason for mutual betrayal and slaughter with Xuanqing and the Ming River, it was all for the sake of the Dao!

There was no right or wrong in this, only superiority and inferiority.

Later on, when they found themselves trapped here, they thought they had long let go.

But when push came to shove, they discovered they hadn't truly let go.

In the Fire Sea Hell, Meng Huai was disheartened: "Damn Pangu, now I should be laughing! I should be laughing out loud just like them!"

"But why can't I bring myself to laugh!"

In the Blood Pool Hell, Fu Zhu felt lament while experiencing the blessing of Qi Fortune.

"Ah Prison Chief, acknowledging you were right is more painful than if you had killed me!"

In the Stone Mill Hell, the divine being who had made up his mind was now extremely conflicted.

As the stone mill grounded over and over, he counted to himself within his heart.

Boom~

"Surrender."

Boom~

"Don't surrender."

Boom~

"Surrender."

Boom~

"Don't surrender~"

...

Tap tap tap~~

When they saw the figure in dark robes entering the Taisha Heavenly Palace once again.

Meng Huai and the others finally made up their minds.

Damn Pangu!

They had thoroughly lost anyway; what else was there to hold onto?

"Prison Chief! We surrender!"

"We are willing to become Ghost Gods, genuinely respect you as our Sect Hierarch, obey your commands, and belong to the Netherworld!"

Xuanqing frowned: "Surrender?"

"Who allowed you to surrender?"

"And when did I ever promise to take you in as Netherworld Ghost Gods?"

"Can you not make wild guesses, please?"

This series of counter-questions left Meng Huai and the others stunned.

Damn it, they had overacted.

The Prison Chief really hadn't given any promise!

It was all their own wishful thinking.

Fuck!