"Tens of thousands of years ago, the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple was still an independent entity, until one day..."

Ku Song was lost in endless memories.

At that time, Ku Song was just a ninth-level Immortal Monarch, and the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple was still a pure temple, attracting numerous visitors every year.

Countless people sparred in martial arts at Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, and there were people dedicated to instructing other sects.

Later, one day, an Immortal Emperor-level person appeared at the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.

He specifically requested a competition with the abbot of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.

The abbot was a ninth-level Immortal Monarch, while the challenger was only a seventh-level Immortal Monarch. The seventh-level Immortal Monarch won in one move and declared he would never rest until the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple was destroyed.

This person was Chen Tuan!

Upon hearing this, Tang Rao exclaimed, "What, Chen Tuan made you do this?"

"Indeed, a seventh-level Immortal Monarch defeating a ninth-level one is unheard of, and only Chen Tuan's power could be that formidable."

Ku Song's eyes, filled with admiration, also showed dread when mentioning Chen Tuan.

If not for Chen Tuan's disturbance, throwing the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple into chaos, it wouldn't have become what it is today.

"Why did he do it? He couldn't have just challenged for fun; there must have been conditions."

Chen Tuan, who was a seventh-level Immortal Monarch tens of thousands of years ago, later became an Immortal Emperor, reigning over regions.

Tang Rao only knew the outcome, but Ku Song and others had a bit more insight into how Chen Tuan achieved such greatness.

"Chen Tuan told the higher-ups of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple that preserving the temple would be easy; it just needed to host an annual sect competition and manage the opening of the tomb every three years."

These events took place many tens of thousands of years ago, so it's not simple for the aged Ku Song to recall them.

At that time, Chen Tuan knocked the abbot to the ground.

With the power of a seventh-level Immortal Monarch comparable to an Immortal Emperor, his mere presence at the temple was terrifying enough.

Chen Tuan agreed not to turn the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple upside down, providing very favorable terms to the temple.

Before, competitions and tomb openings were ways for sects to communicate and exchange, without any definitive authority.

What Chen Tuan did was to regularize the sect competitions, seeming like a good deed on the surface.

In truth, only Chen Tuan and the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple knew the real reason behind his actions.

Chen Tuan bluntly told the people at the temple that during the annual competitions, all capable individuals from different sects must be closely monitored, and they should either submit to the temple.

And every three years, when an Immortal Emperor's tomb is opened, the good things inside must first be chosen by Chen Tuan. He had already placed puppets inside these tombs, so those with some strength who found good treasures had to either hand them over or face death.

The number of people coming out of the tomb was much fewer than those who entered.

This cruel survival of the fittest was reversed in the Immortal Emperor's Tomb.

Chen Tuan's plan was so meticulous that no one had noticed.

In recent years, though, with Chen Tuan absent, the temple's ambitions grew heavier, fearing that if he returned, their profits would dwindle.

Taking advantage of his absence, they extorted those participating in the competitions, hoping that if he came back one day, their temple would still prosper.

Absurd, absolutely absurd.

Tang Rao could hardly listen any longer.

Chen Tuan was once a grandmaster-level figure in Tang Rao's former sect and had been Tang Rao's idol for years.

Only today did Tang Rao learn how insidious Chen Tuan's methods were.

Everyone's cultivation journey is incredibly difficult.

For so-called heavenly treasures, Chen Tuan disregarded countless lives.

From the sects to the entire Land of Immortals, the fall of these masters was their collective loss.

"I can't believe Chen Tuan is even more shameless than I am."

Tang Rao sighed.

No wonder Tang Rao occasionally felt he was shameless; it turned out shamelessness was an ingrained habit from the sect.

Tang Rao didn't bother asking Yan Wei and Sun Yan what level they were at now.

Finding life rather dull in the Land of Immortals, he longed for a chance to discern whether Chen Tuan was good or evil.

"Consider the remaining wine my gift to you. Tell your abbot that Tang Rao is alive and kicking, much to his disappointment."

Saying this, Tang Rao twisted his neck and wiggled his hips, singing the song "Sunset Glory" as he left the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.

At the level of a fourth-level Immortal Monarch and beyond, Tang Rao was remarkable.

With a casual tear in space, a few Immortal Stones, and a special passage, he quickly returned to the Kao Shan Sect.

"Daddy's disciples and grand-disciples, hurry and come greet the guests."

He brought back countless treasures, and Tang Rao kept all his brothers from the Kao Shan Sect in mind; besides getting cozy with his many wives, he planned to share the loot with his brothers.

"The Sect Master is back! Did the Sect Master bring us anything good?"

Those who hadn't gone to the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum looked at Tang Rao enviously. As for those who had been there, like Geng Bucuo, they had no expectation of Tang Rao bringing anything back.

They had all been in the tomb and knew it held nothing but danger.

The next second, they regretted opening their mouths.

"Curse this mouth, curse this mouth, what do you mean there's nothing good."

Tang Rao poured out endless heavenly treasures from his space ring on the spot.

There were Immortal Artifacts, Immortal Stones, and Immortal Elixirs.

Everything one could wish for was there.

Applause was appropriate at this time, but given Geng Bucuo and the others were dumbfounded, they let it slide.

"Boss, boss, are you sure all of these are from the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum? Are you not tricking us poor folks?"

"These things look so real; I'm almost convinced."

Hearing the news, everyone gathered around.

Their Sect Master was like a wealthy local tyrant.

Heavenly treasures, Immortal Stones and Elixirs scattered on the ground, allowing brothers and sisters to choose, not fearing anyone would steal them.

"These are what I brought back from the Immortal Emperor's Mausoleum. People from the sect can choose five items each, in order of their rank, with the stronger picking first. Of course, if a weaker one challenges a stronger one and wins, they can choose before the loser."

Tang Rao was fair in words and deeds.

"Thank you, Sect Master, the Sect Master is truly a good person."

"Following the Sect Master in the Kao Shan Sect ensures we won't suffer any losses."

Flattering remarks echoed to the sky.

Xiao Yun and the others weren't looking so pleased.

"Sect Master, can we pick some things too?"

Xiao Yun looked on longingly as others chose items, pondering what she would select for herself.

"Yes, Sect Master, after enduring three days of lightning with nothing to show, you should comfort our fragile little hearts."

Lu Jun hugged Tang Rao's leg, shaking it nearly to the point of Tang Rao losing his appetite.

It was gross; this kid had the soul of a woman reincarnated as a man.

"Get off, get off, you all went into the tomb, and if you find nothing, who is there to blame?"

Tang Rao kicked Lu Jun away, who pouted as if on the verge of tears.

"Sect Master, it's not that I didn't want to find something; it's just that there was nothing in the tomb. I didn't even see the bones of the Immortal Emperor, and ten days went by just like that."

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