Zhao Yinyang continued, “Even though I have already been reduced to a cripple, that dog bastard still does not feel secure.”
“Do you see these chains on my body?”
“They are all forged from extraterrestrial meteorite iron, engraved with runes personally carved by Wuji. Anyone below the Sage realm cannot break free.”
“He also stripped my flesh and blood, used a secret technique to prevent my dantian from regenerating and my physical body from recovering, and planted a Yin-Yang needle in my primordial spirit, causing me constant suffering.”
“He imprisoned me in this sunless place, where I can neither live properly nor die.”
“Wuji, you will come to a bad end!”
Zhao Yinyang suddenly roared in fury. His dishevelled hair flew wildly, his eyes were piercing, like an enraged demon king.
Long Pusa could not withstand it and was immediately sent flying, crashing into the stone wall. The pain nearly broke his bones.
“Sorry about that. I lost control for a moment just now and almost injured you,” Zhao Yinyang said, reining in his anger and apologising to Long Pusa.
“That does not add up,” Long Pusa said. “You claim to have been reduced to a cripple, yet why do you still possess such powerful cultivation?”
Long Pusa could clearly sense that Zhao Yinyang’s cultivation far surpassed his own.
“Because over these years, I have been constantly pondering why I was ambushed by Wuji back then.”
“Especially regarding the technique of the Yin-Yang Great Emperor. With my cultivation at that time, if there had been any issue, I would have spotted it immediately.”
“The reason I did not detect it was, first, because Wuji claimed the master had sent it through him, and I trusted him completely.”
“Second, the technique itself was fine. The problem was that Wuji had written the contents in reverse.”
“That is exactly how he managed to ambush me.”
Long Pusa thought to himself that Wuji Tianzun was truly insidious, using such a method to lure Zhao Yinyang into a trap.
“Do you know how many years I have been imprisoned here?” Zhao Yinyang asked.
Long Pusa shook his head. “I do not.”
Zhao Yinyang said, “To be honest, I no longer remember the exact duration myself, but it has been at least three thousand years.”
What? Three thousand years?
Long Pusa’s face was full of shock. He thought, imprisoned for thousands of years and still alive, that is impressive!
Zhao Yinyang continued, “After being locked here, my first thought was suicide. I did not want to endure further torment.”
“But then I reconsidered. If I died, who would avenge me?”
“Who would know about Wuji’s treacherous deeds?”
“So I decided to cultivate in secret, hoping one day to escape this place and skin that dog bastard alive.”
“Yet even after thousands of years, I only reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and could progress no further.”
Unbeknownst to him, massive waves of shock were already surging in Long Pusa’s heart.
A person without a physical body or dantian had actually cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm. How terrifying!
“If what this fellow says is true, he must have mastered an extraordinary divine technique.”
“If I can obtain that divine technique from him, I will have a chance in the future to destroy Wuji Tianzun.”
While Long Pusa was thinking this, Zhao Yinyang said, “I knew about you from the first time you came to Mourning Soul Cliff.”
“Your foundation is exceptional. You are a once-in-ten-thousand-years cultivation genius. Over these days, I have been secretly observing you.”
“I discovered that you possess great perseverance.”
“Most importantly, you want to kill Wuji, which aligns with my goal.”
“Do you want to learn a peerless divine technique?”
Long Pusa nodded vigorously.
Who would not want to learn a peerless divine technique?
Zhao Yinyang said, “Then tell me, what is your dream?”
Long Pusa was taken aback. “What does learning a peerless divine technique have to do with dreams?”
“It has everything to do with it,” Zhao Yinyang replied. “The size of your dream determines how far you can go.”
“Tell me, what is your dream?”
Long Pusa had never considered this question. After a moment’s thought, he said, “My dream is to become a Sage and kill Wuji Tianzun.”
Zhao Yinyang shook his head. “Even if you become a Sage, you could not kill that dog bastard. He is now a Sage King.”
“Moreover, the technique I will teach you is extraordinarily profound. Using it merely to kill that dog bastard would be a waste of its potential.”
Long Pusa then said, “Then I want to become the foremost person in the Yin-Yang Sect.”
“The foremost person in the Yin-Yang Sect is the sect leader, is it not?” Zhao Yinyang said. “That dream is too small.”
Bloody hell, that is still small?
The Yin-Yang Sect was a top-tier power in the Eastern Wasteland, second only to the Qingyun Sword Sect.
Long Pusa thought for a moment and said, “I want to kill Wuji Tianzun, become the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, and then make the Yin-Yang Sect the foremost great faction in the Eastern Wasteland.”
Zhao Yinyang still shook his head and said, “Lad, all these dreams of yours are too small. I want you to become the foremost person in the entire cultivation world. Do you have the courage for that?”
The foremost person in the cultivation world?
That would mean becoming a Great Emperor.
To be honest, Long Pusa had once fantasised about one day proving the Dao and becoming an Emperor, standing proud across the nine heavens. However, throughout eternity, there had only been a handful of Great Emperors. He had merely daydreamed for a while before discarding this unrealistic notion.
Now hearing Zhao Yinyang’s words, he was stunned.
“What, you do not wish to become a Great Emperor powerhouse and claim the title of number one under heaven?” Zhao Yinyang asked.
“It is not that I do not wish it. It is simply that becoming a Great Emperor is far too difficult,” Long Pusa replied.
“For others, it is indeed extremely difficult, but as long as I impart the peerless divine technique to you, you can become a Great Emperor,” Zhao Yinyang said. “Now tell me, do you wish to become a Great Emperor powerhouse?”
“Yes!” Long Pusa answered without hesitation.
“That is more like it,” Zhao Yinyang laughed. “Now, what should you do?”
Long Pusa understood immediately. He quickly knelt on the ground and shouted, “Greetings, Martial Uncle.”
Zhao Yinyang sneered coldly. “Martial Uncle? Hah, who cares for that.”
Long Pusa reacted swiftly and said, “Master above, disciple Long Pusa pays respects to Master.”
Bang, bang, bang!
With that, he kowtowed several times loudly.
“That is better,” Zhao Yinyang said. “Once we kill that dog bastard Wuji, I will be your sole master.”
“Long Pusa, the divine technique I am about to teach you is called the Yin-Yang Great Method. It was created by the founding leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, the strongest figure in its history, the Yin-Yang Great Emperor.”
A Great Emperor’s divine technique.
Long Pusa’s heart pounded with excitement.
“After all this misfortune, my luck has finally turned.”
“Heavens, you have finally opened your eyes.”
Suddenly, Long Pusa thought of something and asked, “Master, is this Yin-Yang Great Method the same technique that Wuji Tianzun used to ambush you back then?”
“Exactly,” Zhao Yinyang said. “At that time, Wuji wrote it in reverse, causing your master to suffer a cultivation deviation.”
“Later, after repeated verification, your master discovered the technique was genuine.”
“Even without a dantian or physical body, I still cultivated to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.”
“You are different from me. You have both a physical body and a dantian. As long as you cultivate the Yin-Yang Great Method, your progress will be rapid. It will not take long before you break through to the Sage realm.”
“Once the Yin-Yang Great Method reaches great accomplishment, you can reverse yin and yang, command the cosmos, and prove the Dao to become an Emperor.”
Long Pusa said excitedly, “Please bestow the divine technique upon me, Master.”
“Good,” Zhao Yinyang said. “First, castrate yourself!”
