Chapter 7

Shameless!

Too shameless!

Even Jieyin and Zhunti couldn't help but mutter inwardly, their expressions odd.

You must know, Chen Ku now possesses the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal; looking across the vast heavens and earth, he can be considered a mighty powerhouse capable of standing alone.

Moreover, with Jieyin and Zhunti as his master and grandmaster, Chen Ku need only reveal his identity—who would dare oppose him?!

Traveling alone is too perilous? This is sheer nonsense!

Exchanging a glance, Jieyin and Zhunti both wore helpless expressions, unable to stifle a bitter laugh.

"This brat clearly just wants to slack off."

"Yet he says it with such righteous confidence!"

Jieyin thought so in his heart.

And Zhunti, being blunt and outspoken, spoke in a low voice as if annoyed:

"Junior nephew, how can you be like this?!"

"Any true powerhouse has undergone tempering by blood and fire, with a resolute dao heart, fearing nothing."

"If we are so timid, how could the West flourish so greatly?!"

In fact, Zhunti's words were already quite courteous.

Put bluntly, this junior nephew Chen Ku, though exceptionally perceptive, is worthy of being called astonishing talent and extraordinary beauty.

But… this is just too slippery.

Relying on him to revive the West? That's nothing short of a fantasy!

Zhunti may act shamelessly, yet he is also a person of great perseverance and grand aspirations.

Reviving the West is certainly not just empty talk.

But how has this junior nephew of ours learned nothing at all?

Who would have thought, upon hearing Zhunti's words, Chen Ku remained unmoved.

He gave an embarrassed laugh, his expression unchanged and heart steady, continuing to say:

"Hehe, Grandmaster, your words are mistaken!"

"To accomplish great deeds in silence, then astonish everyone, is the mark of a wise person."

"Those who flaunt themselves and are overly ostentatious will surely become the target of public criticism."

"Therefore, it's better to follow the master and grandmaster."

"In short, letting me travel alone is absolutely impossible."

Chen Ku shook his head like a rattle drum, his face full of resistance.

He knew that although Zhunti feigned annoyance, he would not truly become angry over such a trivial matter.

A bit of joking and playful banter was enough to get by.

Seeing this, Jieyin and Zhunti were indeed helpless.

Alright!

This is completely impervious to persuasion.

Zhunti had nothing to say.

Jieyin also shook his head and laughed helplessly, knowing further words would be useless.

Our disciple cannot be persuaded nor driven away.

After a moment's thought, Jieyin had no choice but to speak:

"If that's the case, let us three go to Mount Buzhou for a journey—how does that sound?!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ku's eyes lit up instantly.

Mount Buzhou?!

Mount Buzhou is great!

That is where the spine of the ancient god Pangu transformed, the very pillar of the primordial world.

To call it the number one blessed grotto-heaven in the world is no exaggeration.

One can imagine that the opportunities there are surely abundant.

"Good, good!"

"Then let's go to Mount Buzhou!"

Chen Ku nodded repeatedly, full of anticipation and longing.

No more words, the master and disciples set out again toward Mount Buzhou.

Fortunately, it's not hard to find; Mount Buzhou is towering and unparalleled, vast beyond measure.

Even from billions of miles away, gazing far into the distance, one can faintly see its outline.

With Jieyin and Zhunti, two half-sages, opening the way, the trio's speed was extremely swift, like a flash of lightning.

As always, wherever they passed, they scavenged everything clean, digging three feet deep.

Along the way, not to mention Jieyin and Zhunti, Chen Ku also gained a bountiful haul.

He did not rely solely on his own findings.

Whenever Jieyin and Zhunti gained something, Chen Ku would repeatedly complain, leaving them with helpless expressions.

They well knew Chen Ku was selling his misery right before his master and grandmaster.

Annoyed by Chen Ku's complaints, they could only bestow him a few opportunities.

Behind them lay only shattered walls and ruins, a scene of utter devastation.

Regarding this, the three felt no guilt.

In any case, the spirit veins of the Eastern realm remain unharmed, and the earth veins are innumerable.

Even if they have drained everything dry, after tens of thousands of years the spirit and earth veins will once again nurture new life.

Chen Ku, too, felt moved by this.

"Alas… my Western realm suffers!"

"In the past, even a supreme treasure like the Four Swords of Zhu Xian was born in my Western realm."

"If not for a great battle in the Dao–demon conflict, the West would not be weaker than the East…"

Chen Ku sighed wistfully.

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian were nurtured by the Western spirit veins, and as the demon ancestor Rahu, he also established his dojo in the Western realm.

Moreover, one must know that in antiquity, Mount Sumeru was regarded by all beings as the center of the primordial world.

Such magnificence, even today's Kunlun Mountain cannot match.

From this one can see how extraordinary the Western realm is.

One could even say that at its peak, the Western realm was likewise replete with spiritual treasures and countless opportunities.

"Alas… now everything has been destroyed, beyond remedy!"

Hearing Chen Ku's words, Jieyin showed a hint of relief, shook his head and chuckled, saying:

"You brat, even I as your master am not this pessimistic."

"Why are you like this?!"

"As your master, I firmly believe that one day the West will surely flourish again, so that all people will look up to and revere it."

Usually wearisome, Jieyin today also revealed an indescribably firm Dao-heart.

It is evident that although Jieyin bears a mournful appearance by nature, achieving such accomplishments today is certainly not that of an ordinary person.

The steadfastness of his Dao-heart, when surveyed across heaven and earth, is matched by few.

This made Chen Ku smile knowingly.

"Master is right!"

He had no doubt in Jieyin's words.

In later times, Zhu Yuanzhang, starting with just a bowl, forcibly founded an imperial dynasty.

Yet our master and grandmaster are existences even more awesome than Zhu Yuanzhang.

"The West appears most barren and desolate, not worth mentioning?!"

"But Jieyin and Zhunti are just that awesome, rising from obscurity, forging a path forward, becoming the biggest victors after the Gods' Investiture Great Calamity."

Later, they single-handedly led the Journey to the West Great Calamity, making Buddhism the most widespread and flourishing doctrine between heaven and earth.

It can be said that the West is the sole entity that laughs last.

"Now, the Three Pure Ones appear to have towering prestige and mighty dignity, but what can that do?!"

"After all, it is merely a temporary brilliance!"

A single Gods' Investiture Great Calamity already caused the Three Teachings to split, and the Three Pure Ones were forced to take the Falling Saint Pellet.

As for the leader of the Jie Sect, Tongtian, he suffered the most, being directly confined to the Zi Xiao Palace.

Upon this thought, Chen Ku's heart was greatly uplifted.

"People say we are shameless—so what?!"

"Hehe… to survive, not lose face!"

In his heart, he also firmed his resolve to cling to the thighs of Jieyin and Zhunti, never to face danger alone.

Of course, if Jieyin and Zhunti knew of this thought, they would likely be so angry as to spit out a mouthful of old blood and loudly scold Chen Ku for being unworthy.

In such travels, time flew by.

No one knows how long passed.

That day, the three were walking on auspicious clouds.

Suddenly, Chen Ku's expression shifted, and he felt something.

"Huh?"

"An aura of a spiritual root emerging into the world?!"