It would take a while before Wang Ling turned the entire continent to immortal zombies and even longer for them to reach the continent the Divine Yang sect was at.
It was time for me to return to my continent to destroy the demonic sect and meet the sect master of the Divine Yang sect. Honestly, Wang Ling's cheats and opportunities were disappointing, I had no use for the bones and eyes and I already had the Fiendgod Blood Refinement technique.
Maybe I could use the Eyes of Seven Emotions and Six Desires to create the strongest eyes in existence but they would still be useless to me. I now had the Eyes of 7 Emotions and 6 Desires, the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, and the Six Eyes, if I added some Sharingan into the mix I could make a pair of eternally evolving eyes.
I didn't waste too much time destroying the demon sect, a single giant sword falling from the sky killed everyone and left a hole that went to the planet's core.
Upon return to the sect, I was already awaited by the sect master and several grand elders. I could feel their jealousy, greed, and fear from miles away.
"Halt! You shall not enter until you reveal your origin and intentions." An elder shouted.
I see. They feared my sudden display of unreasonable power but couldn't bear to let me go, so they decided to make me spill everything about myself.
"I am and always have been Zerr'on, a cultivator with no origin." That was no lie, I came from nowhere and I was a cultivator at the moment.
"Then explain to us how you were able to kill someone seven realms above you, this can no longer be explained by being blessed by the heavens." This time it was the sect master who spoke.
A damn, this will be annoying. Should I just brainwash them?
"This was the result of using a divine technique I obtained and a forbidden art to temporarily increase my power." Let's hope this works.
"Show it to me." The sect master demanded.
After a short repetition of the show I gave at the Beast Tide, they agreed that this was indeed a powerful technique. They demanded that I give them a copy of the technique or they would expel me.
The truth was I started brainwashing them the moment the sect master arrogantly demanded I show him my technique. That was the only reason why they just accepted it as a technique and the sect master decided to make me his personal disciple after I handed over the technique.
Since there was no technique, I just wrote down some bullshit about the four seasons and the vastness of heaven and earth. I didn't even have to brainwash them to make them believe that this was some extremely profound technique beyond their comprehension.
Becoming the sect master's personal disciple gave me only one perk I really wanted and that was to not have to do any tasks. From now on I would live in a luxurious abode and be able to cultivate without interruptions until I reached the ascension realm.
And that's exactly what I did.
I immediately barricaded myself in my new room and started cultivating, ironically, the grand elders and sect master also went into seclusion to comprehend the nonsense I gave them.
It was finally time for me to build my purple palace.
While the Spiritual Sea was the manifestation of a cultivator's mind, the purple palace was meant to protect and nurture the mind and soul. It protected them from attacks and provided full control over memories.
The moment I started building the Purple Palace atop my Spiritual Sea, I noticed the difference to a normal palace.
First off, my palace wasn't purple, it was a mixture of black, red, and gold.
Second off, my palace wasn't a palace, it was an all too familiar throne.
This is a bit unexpected but it's a welcome surprise, my throne's power was unquestionable, it being here meant it would grow with me from now on.
It also had a symbolical meaning. While others needed a Purple Palace to protect their soul, my throne was showcasing my soul as if it was saying 'Come on, give it a try'. It just showed the gap between my values and others.
For others, the soul was of absolute importance and would do anything to protect it, I just showed it off and challenged everyone to try and touch it.
The throne was still just a transparent image and it would take time and energy to fully form, only then could I enter the next realm. Lucky for me, I lacked neither.
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A/N- If this chapter felt a bit out of place, that's because I started writing another book and might have gotten a bit out of rhythm.
The new book will not be a ff but a proper novel with long chapters and a better story.
I already wrote two chapters, each with 2500+ words, more than double the longest chapter in this book. I will just write a few chapters for myself and when I am satisfied enough and am done with this one, I will publish it.
I will keep you guys updated on the topic.