The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

His childhood in Xinghua Village, his father who brewed wine, his beautiful mother, the morning he left the village, his master Gu Shenxian taking him on his journey... He thought these were all his memories.

Only now did he realize that all those memories were false.

The sect leader fabricated a life story and implanted it into his consciousness, making him believe that he was a person.

Only then can he think and act like a human being, and live for "himself" like a human being.

The sect leader needs a thinking clone, not an empty shell.

This sect leader is an ancient monster who has lived for eight hundred years. He is one of the most mysterious and powerful beings in the Great Wilderness. He cultivates a certain secret technique and needs an avatar to handle some matters that are inconvenient for him to do personally.

The patriarch needs him to have independent thought, but also absolute loyalty.

Therefore, a poison called Soul-Devouring Powder was ingested into his body, integrating into his flesh and meridians, causing daily effects and eroding his health.

The moment the sect leader ingested the poison, he said in an icy tone, "As long as I live, the poison in your body will not kill you, but if you betray me, I can make you suffer more than death at any time."

He knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you, Sect Master, for giving me a new life." He had a smile on his lips and his eyes were full of gratitude, but in the deepest part of his mind, the seeds of rebellion were taking root and sprouting.

Twenty years ago, he spent eighty years secretly searching for an antidote. Finally, his efforts paid off, and he found the answer in an ancient scroll: blood transfusion and body transfusion.

Finding a compatible blood donor for a blood transfusion can dilute the toxins.

Finding a compatible person for a body transplant can completely eliminate toxins.

It's hard to find someone who can get a blood transfusion, and it's even harder to find someone who can get a body transplant.

To avoid being discovered by the sect leader, he needed someone to do things for him, so he thought of the Ninth Elder.

He secretly administered Soul-Devouring Powder to the Ninth Elder as well, and the Ninth Elder began seeking medical treatment and medicine, and began searching for someone to replace his blood and body.

And that's exactly what he wanted.

The Ninth Elder thought he was finding an antidote for himself, but in reality, he was finding one for him.

After that, he found Gao Guangkuo...

His plan was perfect. The Ninth Elder found Bai Wuchen, Gao Guangkuo poisoned the Ninth Elder, and he reaped the benefits. He could finally get rid of being a pawn of the sect leader and be a real person.

However, just when he thought everything was settled, an unexpected event occurred. Gao Guangkuo was smarter and more ruthless than he had anticipated.

In addition, there is Qin Changye, who is hiding in the shadows.

he died.

It was a little sudden, and a little unsatisfactory.

"I never imagined that the Grand Elder of the Beginning Saint Sect wasn't actually a real person, but merely an avatar created by the Sect Master of the Beginning Saint Sect!"

Qin Changye was somewhat surprised.

At the same time, there was a greater sense of solemnity towards the sect leader of the Initial Saint Sect.

As expected of one of the two most powerful beings in the Great Wilderness, the clone he created has reached the third level of the Saint Martial Realm. His true self's cultivation is definitely higher, which is terrifying!

Immediately afterwards, the main experiences of the Ninth Elder flashed through Qin Changye's mind like a fleeting glimpse.

The Ninth Elder's real name was Gao Shou, and he was born in a village at the foot of Chushengzong Mountain.

The village was so poor that the entire village supported only one child to participate in the outer sect selection of the Chusheng Sect.

That child is him.

Gao Shou entered the outer sect at the age of eight, the inner sect at the age of twelve, became the chief disciple of the inner sect at the age of twenty, and was taken in as a personal disciple by an elder at the age of thirty.

When he was fifty years old, the elder passed away, and he succeeded him as the ninth elder of the First Saint Sect.

He rose from a poor boy at the foot of the mountain to the position of elder, relying on only one thing: the ability to pretend.

He pretended to be honest, loyal, and open-hearted.

When he was in the outer sect, he would fetch water and chop firewood for his fellow disciples every day. If anyone bullied him, he would just smile and not fight back.

When he was in the inner sect, he would run errands for his senior brothers and sisters, serving them tea. If anyone needed anything, he would be the first to arrive.

When he was a disciple, he stayed by his master's bedside every day, serving him tea and water, treating him even better than a son.

Before his death, his master held his hand and said, "You are the most sincere child I have ever met in my life."

He replied to his master, "A teacher for a day is a father for life. Your disciple is your son, and it is only right and proper for me to take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days."

His master left him all his life's skills and treasures, and he became the Ninth Elder.

Even after he became an elder, he continued to pretend.

He pretended to be a fat man who was indifferent to worldly affairs, and a leisurely person who was obsessed with taking on apprentices.

He was very popular in the sect, and everyone said he was a good-natured person. Even the sect leader praised him for being "pure and kind-hearted".

But in reality, he was never a good person.

He never considers fate when accepting disciples; he only looks at bloodline and physique.

Every disciple he takes in is a pawn prepared for future blood transfusions and body replacements...

"I've truly never seen such a pretentious person!"

After reading about the main experiences of the Ninth Elder who lived to a ripe old age, Qin Changye couldn't help but sigh.

Then, his gaze fell on Gao Guangkuo.

thump!

Before Qin Changye could even make a move, Gao Guangkuo promptly knelt down and said, "Young Master Qin, as the old saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. You and my father are enemies, and I and my father are also enemies, so we are friends. From now on, I am willing to follow your lead!"

He would stop at nothing to survive.

As for dignity and face, what are those things? How much do they cost per pound?

Seeing that Qin Changye's murderous intent had not diminished, Gao Guangkuo, without waiting for Qin Changye to say anything, simply gritted his teeth and offered up a drop of his essence blood, making a blood oath to Qin Changye, pledging to become Qin Changye's slave in the future.

It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death!

What does it matter if I become a slave as long as I can live?

puff!

The only response Gao Guangkuo received was Qin Changye's ink sword thrusting out, delivering a chilling blow to his heart.

Gao Guangkuo was too cunning and ruthless. Even though he had sworn an absolute blood oath of loyalty, the usually steady Qin Changye was still uneasy.

After all, not long ago, Gao Guangkuo poisoned himself in an attempt to kill the Grand Elder.

Qin Changye guessed that in the future, when all else fails, Gao Guangkuo might risk divine retribution to break his blood oath and betray him.

Moreover, someone whose cultivation level is only at the King Martial Realm is not qualified to become Qin Changye's slave.

However, after killing Gao Guangkuo, Qin Changye suddenly discovered that his cultivation level was not at the King Martial Realm, but at the first level of the Emperor Martial Realm.