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Thousands of miles away in the far west, on Mount Sumeru, which was perpetually drafty and had been smashed to pieces by Lin Xuan and his son.

Kinnara was wearing a faded, patched coarse cloth robe and holding a large broom, diligently sweeping fallen leaves in the square outside the main hall.

He kept his head down, and his bald head, bruised and swollen from the beating, now showing only a kind and compassionate expression. If other Western Buddhist disciples were to pass by, they would surely marvel at how the Sage Zhunti had taught such a hardworking and devoted disciple.

But only Kinnara himself knew that beneath his Taoist robe, he was wearing the exquisite, all-encompassing cloak that Lin Xuan had given him. This cloak completely concealed his shattered faith in Chaoge City and the surging, boundless hatred of the Demon Lord within him. Even Zhunti didn't notice a thing.

"You old bald monk, you made me get beaten up in Da Shang, and you also let me know that you are a hypocrite full of wicked men and women. I'm going to settle this score with you one by one." Kinnara was sweeping the floor while plotting something extremely viciously in his mind.

His downcast eyes had long since become a bottomless abyss.

At this moment, a very weak cough came from inside the main hall.

Ever since his left eyeball was smashed by Lin Xuan's child with a marble, and then Lin Dasheng and Lin Yan sneaked into the secret room and drained the nightmare essence from his eye socket, Jieyin hasn't had a single good day. Black blood is still seeping from his left eye socket, and he groans in pain every night.

"Senior brother, your injury can't be delayed any longer. Although Lin Xuan, that heartless bastard, robbed all the water from the Eight Treasures Merit Pool on the back mountain, there's still a bit of Eight Treasures spiritual energy left in the silt at the bottom of the pool. You should quickly soak in the pool and use the silt to smear your eyes; it might help alleviate the pain," Zhunti advised with great concern.

Jieyin sighed, covered his left eye, and stood up: "So be it. The bottom of this pool is now dirtier than a mud pit in the mortal world, but our Western Sect is so poor that we don't even have spirit stones to buy wound medicine, so we can only make do with what we have."

With weary steps, Jieyin slowly walked towards the pond behind the mountain.

Upon hearing this, Kinnara, who was standing in the square, immediately perked up his ears. He decisively put down his broom, made an excuse to go fetch water from the back mountain, and arrived at the edge of the Eight Treasures Merit Pond before Jieyin could.

Looking at the dried-up, stinking pool with only a thin layer of mud left, Kinnara took out a small paper packet from his pocket.

This was the "Nine Netherworld Heartbreak Chili Noodles" that he specially bought at a high price from the kitchen of a hot pot restaurant on South Street when he left Chaoge. This kind of chili noodle was specially made to deal with evil beasts at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. A little bit of it could make a person's soul leave their body, and the pain was a hundred times more intense than being scraped with a knife.

"Old hags, today I'll show you the power of Da Shang hot pot base." Without hesitation, Kinnara poured an entire bag of chili powder into the muddy bottom of the pool.

Fearing the medicine might not be working evenly, he found a stick and mixed the chili powder and mud perfectly. After finishing, he immediately ran back to the square and continued to pretend to sweep.

A short while later, the guide slowly arrived at the edge of the pool.

He looked at the dark red mud below and frowned in disgust: "Why is the color of this spiritual energy a bit reddish? Oh well, as long as it can cure diseases."

Jieyin removed his tattered cassock, leaving not even a pair of shorts, and jumped naked into the mud pit. He expertly grabbed a handful of dark red mud and slapped it onto his withered, bleeding left eye socket. At the same time, he buried his entire body in the mud, preparing to absorb the remaining spiritual energy.

The first second, Jieyin felt a warm sensation on his eye socket, which felt quite comfortable.

In the third second, the warmth suddenly turned into a burning, stinging pain.

In the fifth second, the extremely abnormal spiciness of the Nine Nether Heartbreak Chili Noodles, like tens of thousands of red-hot steel needles, pierced his flesh and blood through his injured eye nerves and pores all over his body!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A piercing scream, so shrill it was inhuman, instantly shattered the sky above Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin leaped out of the mud pit like a big black fish, soaring more than ten feet into the air.

His old face was now as red as a boiled pig's head, and his left eye socket was so swollen it looked like a big steamed bun was stuffed in it, with tears and snot streaming down his face.

Wherever the chili paste touched his skin, large, terrifying red rashes broke out, and the burning pain made him feel like he was dying.

"Water! Water! It's burning me! Help!" Jieyin went completely mad. He didn't even bother to put on his clothes, running wildly through the back of Mount Sumeru with his bare bottom exposed and his eyes covered.

As he ran, he frantically scratched his skin until it bled profusely; the sight was so gruesome that it would break anyone's heart.

Upon hearing the screams, Zhunti rushed out of the main hall. He immediately saw his usually dignified senior brother, naked from the waist down, running around the mountain like a headless fly.

"Senior brother! What's wrong with you? Did some poisonous insect bite you in the pool?" Zhunti was so frightened that he rushed over and grabbed Jieyin.

The heat was so intense that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence, only managing to scream at the top of his lungs, "It's...too hot...there's fire in the pool! Quick, get me some cold water!"

Zhunti's heart skipped a beat when he saw Jieyin's skin, which was red to the point of turning purple. He quickly cast a spell, conjuring a ball of cold water to pour on Jieyin's body. As a result, the chili powder became even spicier when it met the water, and Jieyin screamed even louder. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted from the pain.

Zhunti was so angry that he trembled all over. He ran to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and smelled it. An extremely pungent chili smell hit his head and made him sneeze three times.

"Who! Who dares to poison my territory!" Zhunti roared, jumping up and down by the pool. He spread his divine sense, searching for a long time. But Kinnara was protected by a sky-covering cloak, and no matter how hard Zhunti searched, he could only grit his teeth and slam his fist on a rock: "It must be Lin Xuan! It's definitely those little plague gods from the Pangu Palace! They actually sneaked through the barrier and came to my pool to use dirty tricks! This is outrageous!"

Kinnara, standing at a distance, watched this scene, lowering his head and desperately suppressing his laughter. He continued waving his broom, feigning a timid and frightened expression.

Meanwhile, in the capital city of Dashang, a completely different and bustling scene unfolded.

The third phase of the practical assessment at the First Martial Arts Academy has come to a complete end. On the training ground, ten thousand human students who had passed the extremely brutal elimination test stood ramrod straight, exuding an aura of iron-blooded killing intent that seemed to have rolled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Lin Xuan stood on the high platform, looking at the group of young men, and nodded with great satisfaction.

"You bunch of kids, you've officially graduated today!" Lin Xuan picked up a megaphone, his voice echoing throughout the area. "According to the rules, I'm assigning you jobs today! The five thousand toughest ones on the left will go to the Special Cultivation Army to train in killing techniques under the Great Witch Chi You! The five thousand more meticulous ones on the right will go straight to the Netherworld! I've secured you secure jobs with guaranteed positions, where you'll enjoy daily offerings!"

The ten thousand students below erupted in cheers upon hearing this, raising their black iron swords with shouts of excitement, creating an extremely frenzied scene.