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

Blood was everywhere, and flesh was mangled beyond recognition.

Li Changhai felt his consciousness rapidly fading. In his final moments, he asked in bewilderment, "Young Master Bai, why did you kill me?"

Bai Wuchen sheathed his longsword and replied unhurriedly, "Do I need to explain my actions throughout my life to you?"

The entire room fell silent.

Ren Pingsheng and the others looked at each other in dismay, already prepared to fight to the death, but then this expert from the Chusheng Sect killed Li Changhai with a single sword strike.

Qin Changye was also stunned for a moment. He looked at Bai Wuchen and couldn't help but ask, "Then may I ask you, why don't you kill me?"

"The sword in my hand only kills the wicked." Bai Wuchen turned around, his gaze open and honest. "And you are not a wicked person!"

Actually, he arrived yesterday, and Li Changhai urged him many times, but he still didn't move.

On the surface, he said that the three-day deadline given to Qin Changye had not yet passed.

In fact, he spent a day investigating Qin Changye's deeds.

He discovered that Qin Changye killed barbarian spies, saved the people of the imperial city, eliminated traitors, and protected the dignity of the Great Zhou.

He couldn't bear to kill such a good person.

Qin Changye was stunned again. It turned out that not all the members of the Chusheng Sect were beasts; there were still good people among them.

In that place where people devour each other without spitting out the bones, to be able to remain untainted by the mud is truly admirable; Bai Wuchen lives up to his name and is worthy of respect.

"My master sent me to take your head, so I had no choice but to come. But I don't intend to kill you. I'll just find some evil person, cut off their head, and take it back to pass it off as yours."

After a pause, Bai Wuchen continued, "I know that the truth will eventually come out, but at least it can buy you some time to escape. I advise you to escape from the Great Zhou Dynasty immediately, or even from the Great Wilderness. If you offend the First Saint Sect in the Great Wilderness, you will have no way out."

After saying that, Bai Wuchen was about to leave, but Qin Changye called him back.

If others treat me with sincerity, I will repay them with kindness.

"There's something wrong with your body; it's probably some kind of elixir that slowly tames people."

This was the strange aura that Qin Changye noticed when he first saw Bai Wuchen.

This time, Bai Wuchen was stunned. He hadn't expected Qin Changye to have such amazing eyesight, and immediately replied, "It's a puppet pill."

Qin Changye frowned: "Since you know there's a puppet pill inside your body, why don't you try to expel it? Your strength isn't enough, but your master's strength is definitely enough."

Bai Wuchen smiled bitterly and transmitted his voice to Qin Changye: "Because this puppet pill was secretly given to me by my master."

Qin Changye paused for a moment, then suddenly understood: "Your master only used you as a pawn. He gave you the Puppet Pill and after completely taming you, what he wanted was your physique."

Bai Wuchen nodded: "More or less. My master had a young son who was poisoned in his childhood, causing his blood to deplete. He searched for famous doctors for many years without success, and only a blood transfusion could prolong his life."

Over the years, under the guise of taking on disciples, he has attracted thousands of geniuses from hundreds of dynasties in the Great Wilderness to compete for bloodline testing. In reality, he is looking for someone whose bloodline is similar to that of his youngest son.

After a long period of testing, he finally found him—it was Li Jingtian, whose bloodline was 90% similar to his youngest son's. Unfortunately, you killed Li Jingtian, and my master was furious, which is why he insisted on killing you.

At this point, a self-deprecating glint flashed in Bai Wuchen's eyes: "As for me, I am actually one of those thousands of unfortunate souls who rushed to take the test. Although my bloodline doesn't match that of his youngest son, my physique is quite good."

Over the years, he has been extremely good to me, providing me with all kinds of cultivation resources without reservation. I thought he was genuinely kind to me, and even respected him as a father. Until one day, I overheard something I shouldn't have heard. It turns out that his kindness to me and the pills he gave me to temper my body were not out of a master's love for his disciple, but because he had taken a liking to my body.

Once his youngest son has completed the blood transfusion, he will activate the puppet pill I took in advance, destroying my soul and allowing his youngest son's soul to take over my body.

Therefore, from the moment I was accepted as his apprentice, I was a sacrifice he had prepared for his youngest son, a pawn on his chessboard destined to be discarded.

Qin Changye frowned even more: "You know you're a pawn, you know you'll die if you stay in the Chusheng Sect, so why did you go back? Wouldn't it be better to take this opportunity to escape?"

As for the puppet pill in your body, if you trust me, I can help you expel it. Then you'll be free of toxins and feel light and carefree, roaming freely in the world. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Bai Wuchen shook his head firmly: "Of course I can escape, but what about my family? If I escape, given my master's ruthless nature, my family will inevitably be uprooted, leaving no one alive."

His family came from a small town in a minor dynasty. By chance, his family embarked on the path of cultivation, and even developed an almost fanatical obsession with it.

His father died tragically in an accident. Instead of ostracizing him, his clan gave him the best resources and devoted the entire clan's strength to nurturing and supporting him.

He could never forget how, when his dantian had just awakened and he desperately needed a spirit beast's inner core to stabilize it, an elder risked his life, venturing into the Ninefold Mountains overnight. To kill a golden bull, he broke nine longswords in half. The tenth and final longsword was plunged deep into the bull's belly, but the bull still didn't die. The elder then clung tightly to the hilt of the sword, being dragged along five mountain ridges by the bull before it finally collapsed from blood loss. But the elder's legs had been ground to shreds by the sand and gravel on the ground...

He could never forget how, in those years, the entire clan scrimped and saved, put aside their dignity, and sold their labor, carrying sandbags, moving stones, and working as porters. They did all sorts of dirty and tiring work, and all the spirit stones they earned were used to buy him elixirs that could help him cultivate...

He could never forget the day he was finally accepted as a disciple by the Ninth Elder of the First Saint Sect, when his clansmen laughed with tears in their eyes, and the whole family rejoiced...

On that day, facing the large characters written by the clan leader himself on the training ground, which read "May every member of my Bai family be like a dragon," he made a youthful and impetuous vow that once he reached the Initial Saint Sect, he would cultivate diligently, become a saint or emperor as soon as possible, and lead the entire clan to ascension...

Looking back, the path he came from was paved by the Bai family with their backs and even their lives.

How could he just run away?

Qin Changye frowned: "You didn't kill me today, but what if this comes to light later? Aren't you afraid your master will hold you accountable? Or even your family?"

Bai Wuchen, however, was prepared: "I've already thought this through. I told you you were too cunning, having someone impersonate you beforehand. I killed the wrong person. My master still needs my body to give to his youngest son, so he won't kill me, nor will he pursue my family."

Before leaving, Bai Wuchen looked at Qin Changye and said in a solemn tone, "Young Master Qin, you have such combat power at such a young age, which shows that you have unlimited potential. As someone who has been through it all, I advise you never to join any sect. Even the Holy Sect, which has a far-reaching reputation, is just a product of deliberate propaganda. Most of them are ruthless demons who devour people without spitting out the bones."

As he spoke, he suddenly took off the spatial ring on his hand and handed it to Qin Changye: "This spatial ring contains all the cultivation resources I have accumulated over the years, including many Grade 5 solid pills that my master gave me for body tempering. I couldn't bear to use them, so I secretly saved them all."

Qin Changye casually accepted the spatial ring: "Are you suggesting I find an opportunity to send these resources back to your family?"

Bai Wuchen shook his head: "No, these resources are all for you."