Therefore, Stephen Chow had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue asking:
"I'm more curious about why my senior master would betray the Xuan Tian Dao Sect and join the Chaos God Sect."
Zhou Xingdou's question wasn't entirely about stalling for time; he was genuinely curious as to why Ling Sanqiu would do such a thing. Joining the Chaos God Cult was one thing, but why did he also have to overthrow the Xuan Tian Dao Sect?
Moreover, as the peak master of Nine Heavens Peak, he is the core of the Xuan Tian Dao Sect and will surely be among the ancestors in the future, which is somewhat puzzling.
Ling Sanqiu didn't deliberately avoid the question, but instead gave a half-smile and said:
"This is a very simple question. When one place can't help you and you're facing certain death in the future, and another place that can help you extends an olive branch, would you refuse?"
Zhou Xingdou was not entirely satisfied with Ling Sanqiu's answer, and looked at Ling Sanqiu intently, saying:
"In my eyes, my former senior master was an outstanding person. He risked his life for his disciple, who was a quasi-emperor. He was not a person who was afraid of death."
This exclamation of "Master Uncle is a man of outstanding talent" made Ling Sanqiu sneer:
Do you know how high the price to pay to become an outstanding person?
"Everyone knows that I don't compete or fight, but who knows the pain I've endured for nearly a hundred years, stuck at the tenth level of Quasi-Emperor?"
As she spoke, a hint of jealousy and resentment appeared between Ling Sanqiu's brows:
"Xuanjizi, my junior sister, and I are known as the Three Heroes of Xuantian by the world, but in the eyes of the sect, there are only two heroes."
Xuanjizi is meticulous and has an excellent temperament, so he was chosen as the Dao Master. His junior sister has unparalleled sword skills and talent, and is favored by the ancestors. Although she is not the Dao Master, she was still exceptionally taught the Nine-Nine Profound Heaven Creation Treasure Book.
Only I am left with a hollow reputation for being unambitious, gentle, kind, and frugal, ultimately stuck in the middle, my Heavenly Blade unable to reach the heavens or even secure my own survival!
"I single-handedly entered the Demon Realm, slaying three hundred Demon Lords and breaking through the Demon Heaven Sect's grand formation, though I was critically wounded and on the verge of death. I caused the Primordial Blade Emperor's Dao Heart to collapse, forcing him to go into seclusion, but his very essence was damaged. I risked my life to become a Quasi-Emperor for the sake of an inner disciple, nearly losing my own life in the process..."
Ling Sanqiu recounted all his achievements, but his expression grew increasingly cold, and the chill emanating from his body intensified.
"But in the end, something changed!"
"Xuanjizi and Junior Sister, relying on the teachings of the ancestors, have long since entered a realm that even I cannot fathom. But I am stuck at the tenth transformation of Quasi-Emperor for a hundred years, unable to make any progress. I can only watch as those who once walked alongside me gradually surpass me!"
“I do not seek the Heavenly Heart Emperor. I know I lack the fortune to contend for the Heavenly Heart. But why is it that the sect, knowing that I could master the Nine-Nine Profound Heaven Creation Scripture and reach the Great Emperor realm of the Blade Dao in the outer realms, has consistently refused to teach it to me!”
Ling Sanqiu's last words were almost a growl, and his usually calm and composed face was now terrifyingly gloomy.
Zhou Xingdou was also somewhat moved at this moment, and he had gained some understanding of Ling Sanqiu.
The problem is not scarcity, but inequality.
Despite being ranked among the Three Heroes of Xuantian, the two received different treatments. If it were only because Xuanjizi became the Dao Master and received the Nine-Nine Xuantian Creation Treasure Book, Ling Sanqiu might not have thought much of it.
However, the fact that his master, Tian Jiu'er, was also exceptionally taught the Nine-Nine Profound Heaven Creation Manual has always been a thorn in Ling Sanqiu's side.
Perhaps Ling Sanqiu didn't care too much at the time, but despite his repeated military achievements and constant demonstration of his strength, he still failed to gain the favor of the ancestors and receive their teachings.
Meanwhile, his own cultivation was stuck and he couldn't break through for a long time, while Xuanjizi and Tianjiu'er continued to improve and surpassed him by a large margin.
Even those of his generation who had once been defeated by him and were inferior to him have successively caught up with him. It would be strange if Ling Sanqiu did not harbor resentment.
However, Stephen Chow had another question:
"Then why don't you learn from Xuanjizi and secretly study? When you become one of the ancestors, even if you are discovered, no one will care."
Xuanjizi was able to steal half of the text back then, so since Ling Sanqiu knew about this, he should also know how Xuanjizi stole it. Wouldn't it have been better to do the same? Why did he have to join the Chaos Cult?
Ling Sanqiu immediately revealed a disdainful expression:
"Hmph! You think I'm as shameless as Xuanjizi? Besides, that old thief Xuanjizi was just lucky; his method can't be replicated."
Moreover, the Nine-Nine Profound Heaven Manual I stole was incomplete and useless to me; I wouldn't stoop to stealing it anyway.
Before Zhou Xingdou could even internally complain, Ling Sanqiu looked at him and suddenly revealed a strange smile:
"So, nephew, now you should understand why I've been telling you so much."
Ling Sanqiu's hand is practically out in the open now, so how could Zhou Xingdou not understand?
But Zhou Xingdou chuckled, his expression becoming even more composed:
"Just for the Nine-Nine Profound Heaven Creation Scripture I possess?"
Ling Sanqiu shook his head and said calmly:
"Not entirely. I need someone to confide in, and I also want to see if the Zhou family is really as rumored, incapable of being swayed by chaos."
Zhou Xingdou raised an eyebrow, asking in a manner that was unclear whether it was mockery or disdain:
"So you actually want to invite me to join the Chaos Cult?"
"It's not a request, it's a threat!"
Ling Sanqiu resumed his unsettling smile, pointed at the 120 black-armored supreme beings, then looked at Luo Anzhu, who had repeatedly made Chi Tianjiannu and Bai Jinglong cough up blood, before slowly saying:
"Do you still have a choice now? If you don't betray the Xuantian Dao Sect and join the Chaos God Sect, you will surely die today. But if you join and offer up the Nine-Nine Creation Treasure Scripture, I can spare you and one of those little guys from Nine Profound Peak."
Before Zhou Xingdou could reply, and before he could finish speaking, Ling Sanqiu slightly raised his hand, and a middle-aged man suddenly appeared under his palm.
The middle-aged man had a dignified face, but his robes were tattered and torn, his body was covered with wounds, some so deep that the bone was visible, and his breathing was weak, with more breaths in than out, indicating that he had suffered a lot.
The middle-aged man's face was completely unfamiliar to Zhou Xingdou, but even so, he knew who he was at a glance. His silvery-white eyes, filled with purple aura, turned cold as he looked at Ling Sanqiu.
Ling Sanqiu placed his hand on the middle-aged man's head and said with a faint smile:
"I'm really curious about how you managed to get the Luo family to tip you off. If he hadn't slipped up today, I wouldn't have known you had a mole under my nose."
However, Ling Sanqiu did not hide the admiration in his eyes for Zhou Xingdou. Such skills and talent were worth trying to win over, not to mention that Zhou Xingdou also possessed the Nine-Nine Profound Heaven Creation Manual that he had been longing for.
This middle-aged man was none other than Luo Bailian of the Luo family, the only original Yuan-level native war slave whom Zhou Xingdou had never seen before!
"So you're trying to threaten me with this person?"
However, Zhou Xingdou did not show any shock. Instead, he smiled indifferently. Luo Bailian was in the enemy camp, and with the methods of the Chaos God Sect, it was only a matter of time before he was exposed.
Moreover, to be honest, Luo Bailian, who had already been exposed in the Luo family and was only at the Saint Realm with no emotions, was really dispensable to Zhou Xingdou.
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