"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"

Feng Bingwen looked suspicious. He was so engrossed in his books that he lost track of time. Just as he was feeling tired and taking a short rest, the Yin Chi Ghost King suddenly appeared and told him some news.

What place is that?

"That place is a blessed land left to future generations by the sages of humanity, and it opens once every ten years..."

The Yin Chi Ghost King patiently explained,

"Our Netherworld Path has made great contributions in battle, so we have five fixed spots every year!"

"You're planning to give me a spot?"

A strange look appeared on Feng Bingwen's face.

"The spots available for the Netherworld Path have all been decided, and the selections cannot be changed. However, if you wish to go, I can use special means to secure a spot for you!"

"Can I go whenever I want?"

"That's right."

"what do you want from me?"

Feng Bingwen looked wary.

He firmly believed that there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Only after praying to the heavenly book will a pie fall from the sky without any problems, but the price to pay is the good deeds he accumulates over time.

Aside from destiny, all inexplicable benefits should be viewed with caution. When he attended the Dragon Palace Banquet, the old dragons were incredibly enthusiastic after seeing the Daoist script he had written. One of them, the Crimson Dragon King, even gifted him a White Jade Palace.

Was this just a free gift because they liked him? No, it was just an investment based on his promising future. These old dragons all wanted to get an equivalent, or even higher, return from him, such as the Dao script he possessed.

Knowing what the old dragons wanted and believing he could afford it when he was strong enough, Feng Bingwen accepted it without hesitation. However, the unexpected opportunity given to him by the Yin Chi Ghost King made him somewhat wary.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, aren't you dissatisfied with this place?"

Seeing Feng Bingwen's wary look, Zhan Taiyou felt a slight pain between her brows. The spot to enter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was something that would make a group of geniuses fight tooth and nail for it, no matter where it was placed.

But this reincarnated sage seemed afraid of being deceived. She didn't use this to blackmail him or force him to do anything—although she had the thought, the timing was clearly not right.

"improvise."

Feng Bingwen's answer was very reluctant. Strictly speaking, he was very dissatisfied with the Ghost King's collection. Very few of them were truly useful; most were "miscellaneous books" that were of little use in cultivation.

"In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, there are handwritten letters left by sages, sword immortals left sword momentum tablets, and even our great sects left behind divine powers and wonderful methods. No matter what you cultivate, there is definitely something you want in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."

"To be honest, I'm tempted, but the question remains: what do I need to sacrifice for this?"

Feng Bingwen asked very seriously, and as he spoke, he glanced at the list of good and bad deeds he possessed in the Heavenly Book.

Name: Feng Bingwen

Good deeds: Seventy-one thousand eight hundred and twenty-nine ( )

Misdeeds: 1907

He could have accumulated even more good deeds, but he spent nearly 100,000 good deeds searching for virtuous people with whom he had karmic connections, so he only has this much accumulated now.

In the short term, this is undoubtedly an unwise move, but in the long run, he is definitely making a profit, because since he took care of those kind people and gave them the rewards they deserved, the increase in his daily good deeds has exceeded the original increase.

Many of them are capable, such as the top philanthropist in Yongcheng. After understanding the reasons and deliberately doing good deeds, the speed at which their good deeds accumulate is incomparable.

Therefore, over the course of several months, even if Feng Bingwen did nothing, his good deeds had already reached such a substantial level. And, in doing so, these good deeds did not burn away.

"The same request remains: after you enter the Nine Heavens Ten, you must let the geniuses from other major sects see what it means to be outmatched and to temper their character and help them cultivate their Dao heart."

That's it?

Feng Bingwen naturally didn't believe it; the conditions were far too generous. It was just a matter of going in and beating up the others.

"Once you enter, you must act in the name of my Netherworld Sect!"

"That's fine, is there any more?"

Feng Bingwen nodded; this was barely normal.

"There is another point. Although the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were arranged by the sages of the human race and left to future generations as a place of creation, the foundation upon which they were formed is still the blessed land of the alien races."

Therefore, the remnants living there harbor intense malice towards the human race. However, this is nothing compared to the fact that once the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths open, any powerful remnant who could inflict fatal damage on a prodigy will be suppressed and rendered immobile.

"Are there alien species breeding there?"

Feng Bingwen was somewhat surprised. He had been to a blessed land once before, and it was indeed vast and boundless, with no idea where the boundaries were. However, he had only wandered around in it for a short while before being sent out, and he had no idea what a real blessed land looked like.

As for the domains created by the gods, calling them blessed lands is an exaggeration. Most of them can only exist for a few hundred years before collapsing with the fall of the gods. It is rare for them to exist for a thousand years.

A true paradise, even if its creator has perished, is stable enough to withstand millions of years without collapsing. As long as it is properly maintained, it can coexist with the world.

"Of course! The vastness of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths far surpasses the vast territory of the Great Gan!"

Seeing Feng Bingwen's clueless expression, the Yin Chi Ghost King had no choice but to find a major story he was familiar with for comparison.

"So big?"

Feng Bingwen was amazed.

"That is just a secret realm pieced together from fragments of the ancient clan's blessed lands and grotto-heavens. If there were truly nine great grotto-heavens and ten great blessed lands combined, its vastness would definitely not be inferior to any continent in the world!"

"What a pity."

"There's nothing to regret. Back when humanity rose to power, we could only establish our position with the blood and bones of other races. It was a matter of either winning or dying."

At this point, the Yin Chi Ghost King, who had come to seek out Feng Bingwen, became much more serious.

"In the process of rising to power, the human race has also acquired many vassal races. With the opening of this secret realm, these alien races that are dependent on our human race will also send their elites into it."

"Didn't you just say that the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are a blessed land left to future generations by the sages of the human race? How come other races can also enter?"

"There are some opportunities in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths that we humans cannot access, which is why we let those alien geniuses who are vassals of the human race in."

"It's barely acceptable."

"Don't worry, if a human prodigy enters, he will have a chance to save his life. Even if he is threatened with death inside, he will be sent out and will not be in any danger."

At this point, a look of pride appeared on the face of the Yin Chi Ghost King.

"If those alien prodigies also want this kind of treatment, then they can only sign a soul contract. Once they encounter a human prodigy and lose the battle, they will automatically become his servant, unless the human prodigy doesn't want him."

"It's really domineering, but I like it."

Upon hearing this, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but nod. If the alien races wanted to enter the human race's land of creation to reap benefits, they had to be prepared to become slaves.

"What if there's a powerful alien race that no one can defeat? Wouldn't that allow him to escape unscathed?"

Feng Bingwen thought of a possibility,

"Therefore, once you enter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, you must prevent this possibility from occurring."

The Yin Chi Ghost King glanced at Feng Bingwen, her usually captivating eyes now carrying an indescribable domineering air.

"All alien races that enter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths can only have one identity when they come out: they are the servants of the geniuses of my human race."

"Truly cruel!"

Feng Bingwen felt some sympathy for those alien races, but he was happy to be born as a human.

"Can you do that?"

"If the person entering is at the same level as me, then I have no problem."

"Very good. Since you've already agreed..."

"Although you have put forward these seemingly harsh conditions, I still feel that this spot is a bit too hot to handle. I don't think this is your, or rather, the true intention of your Netherworld Path."

Feng Bingwen spoke up, but he had no choice. The benefits offered by the other party were too many, so much so that he felt they were a bit too much to handle. Although it seemed that he was being asked to enter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to promote the prestige of the Netherworld Path and maintain the dominant position of the human race, he would also receive considerable benefits in the process.

"Very well, since Fellow Daoist Feng is so persistent, then I will not beat around the bush. Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to join my Netherworld Path?"

"I see."

Feng Bingwen felt a sense of relief. This was his true intention: to recruit him into the Netherworld Sect. No matter how much he paid, he wouldn't lose out.

However, although the Netherworld Path seemed very real, his heart was still more inclined towards the Supreme Path. Even he, who was not well-informed, knew that the Supreme Path was the leader of the Taoist sects. As for the Netherworld Path, although it sounded strong, it felt somewhat like the underworld.

"No need to answer right away, you can take your time to think it over. This is not a hard requirement. As long as you agree to the requirements I made earlier, you will get a spot to enter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."

Seeing Feng Bingwen's silent demeanor, Zhan Taiyou knew that she had asked too soon. The other party did not understand their Netherworld Path, so how could she make a decision so early?

However, if the identity of this Feng Dao Fellow Sage is indeed correct, she is confident that she can pull him into the Netherworld Path.

Unlike the Supreme Dao, which advocates tranquility and inaction, the Netherworld Dao operates in a manner similar to the demonic path, characterized by bloodshed and cruelty, adhering to the rule of the survival of the fittest, under which the strong become stronger.

Given his demonstrated talent, if he were to enter the Netherworld Path, he would undoubtedly receive the most resources. He would only need to focus on cultivation and restoring his former cultivation level, while the Netherworld Path would take care of everything else required for his cultivation.

"Um!"

Seeing that this powerful ghost king was so gentle, Feng Bingwen nodded, and had some thoughts in his mind.

As the saying goes, it's easier to cultivate if you have a powerful sect backing you. While being a rogue cultivator may be free and unrestrained, it can't compare to being a cultivator with a powerful sect backing.