king assassins
beautiful hongjun pagoda

Over the next few days, Jun Xie chose not to come out at all. As soon as he woke up in the morning, he headed straight towards the library building, staying there all day. He maintained a routine without exception. As for the books he had read, they would all be sent to Grandpa Jun's side to be analyzed again. After that Grandpa Jun would shake his head, nod, sigh and puff; his face alternated between disappointment, surprise and pleasant surprise.

Moreover, the servants from the Jun family realized that the Young Master had acquired another strange hobby. During the day, he would enter the library building all day without going out. However, when night fell, he would instead walk to the courtyard and sit there. The place he chose to sit was always the darkest place where the light could not reach .. absolutely.. perverted!

Regarding his new hobby, the servants actually did not care much. After all, this was much better than his 'hobby' before.

Tonight, Jun Xie once again sat under the flower tree, enjoying the thick dark atmosphere of the night. In this atmosphere of darkness, one would not be able to see their own fingers even when the finger was stretched out in front of them. In Jun Xies heart arose a feeling of safety and security. Indeed, it was a feeling of security! For Jun Xie who had once become invincible in the entire world as a murderous king, the safest place could only come from the pitch darkness of that night. That night was the only thing Jun Xie had ever considered as the best and most reliable partner!

As he stared at the stars in the night sky, Jun Xie suddenly felt as if he was in a dream. Over the past few days, he had read all the books containing information regarding this world. He more or less understood the current situation of this continent, however, the more he understood, the more confused he became.

If not for the fact that it was written in black and white within the books, Jun Xie would have assumed that he had moved back in time to the ancient Chinese empire. The people, accents, culture and clothing were all similar to those of the Tang and Song dynasties. It's too similar!

Jun Xie groaned as he lowered his head between his knees, both of his hands gripping the back of his head. He thought sadly. Wh why? Why am I not in one of China's ancient eras? If that were the case, then I would be in a very profitable position. The amount of resources I have about those eras will be very beneficial. Even if I do not want to change history, I can still take advantage of my previous knowledge, which can put these divine prophets to shame and go down the path of history, avoiding misfortune!

Xuan Xuan Continent, where was within this flame? Gold Xuan, Silver Xuan, Earth Xuan, Sky Xuan .. Xuan Qi... Xuan your grandfather !!! Why is this not an internal martial art?

The only thing that remained familiar was probably the ancient and eternal sun and moon, and the gentle caress of the night. This was the only thing that could give Jun Xie a feeling of kinship.

Jun Xies face was set like a cold hard rock, his cheek muscles throbbing in pain, as he endured his urge to curse impulsively and violently to Heaven!

At that moment when Jun Xie was surging with extreme emotions, he suddenly felt a wave of intense headaches splashing down on him. Even with his incredible endurance, Jun Xie was still unable to maintain a calm face and was forced to grimace his face. A headache suddenly turns into a wave of dizziness …

Observing through his eyes, it seemed like the entire world was spinning at an incredible speed. Even the night sky was transformed into a display of spreading madness. The entire world suddenly became an illusory, and unreal existence …

Throughout the painful ordeal, Jun Xie panted while biting his teeth, blood flowing from his lips. His two eyes bulged forward as he continued to hold on, not even letting a single sound out of his lips.

I came to this world alone, and thus I must also accept all this pain myself! In this strange world, I only depend on myself and not others! I will never depend on anyone else!

Kill it! Kill it! Kill it! Kill it! Kill it! Utilizing all of my killing skills, I will forge a path of blood! Destroy skies! Destroying land! Kill it! Kill it! Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!

Jun Xie was thrown into a hazy state, when he suddenly felt something appear within his sea of consciousness. It was a spark of light that seemed to be far away; however, it seemed that the light was gradually moving closer towards him. As it got closer, it also became brighter, bigger and clearer. In the end, it turned into a luminous rainbow-colored pagoda filled with brilliance. The pagoda continued to revolve within its sea of consciousness. With each rotation, it releases a thoughtful foggy form of light.

After an indeterminate period of time, a cold wind suddenly blew, causing Jun Xie to feel cold.

The early autumn night is still cold. When this line of thought came to Jun Xies mind, he became shocked when he realized what it meant: Being able to feel cold meant that my senses were working again. But, have I not done it. Suddenly he stood up and found that he was sweating coldly. Her clothes were completely soaked in sweat to the point of being uncomfortable.

Jun Xie was mysteriously explained with a strange feeling about the newborn baby.

Jun Xie, who had awakened within Jun Moxies body could be said to be supporting this body, perhaps by means of moving his mind and soul into it. Despite this, Jun Xie remained Jun Xie. But after experiencing unspeakable pain before, Jun Xie completely fused with this body as one. Jun Xie had become Jun Moxie, the true ruler of this body!

Ignoring the messy condition of his body, the first thing Jun Xie did was to sit cross-legged and close his eyes. He pushed his spiritual awareness into his sea of consciousness, as he carefully tried to understand something. Jun Xie had long since realized that the overwhelming pain from before was the work of the small pagoda inside his body. However, Jun Xie also concluded that there must be something else, which the little pagoda did. Otherwise, how could the simple matter of the union of flesh and soul be accompanied by so much pain? He strongly believed that something else must have happened. This small pagoda was Jun Xies only reliable existence. Thus, without understanding what had happened, Jun Xie would never feel satisfied.

In his sea of consciousness, Jun Xie felt that he could 'see' clearly with his own eyes, a beautiful pagoda glowing with a seven-colored brilliance, slowly rotating over the sea of his consciousness. Jun Xie could clearly understand that each rotation was synchronized with the blood and qi flow of his body, each and every time, over and over, an endless cycle …

What the hell is going on here? Jun Xie looked at the small pagoda in surprise. The ability of this item had surpassed all common sense, causing the disbelieving Jun Xie to fall into a web of confusion.

I wonder if I can get closer to seeing it better? As Jun Xie was thinking about this, he suddenly realized that the little pagoda was slowly becoming bigger and bigger. After which, the door to the lowest level of the pagoda suddenly opened; a thick white mist came out. At that moment, Jun Xies consciousness became completely engulfed in a white mist. The white fog was so thick that it almost felt as if it was dense. Jun Xie took a deep breath and suddenly felt an extreme serene feeling, an indescribable comfort, where even the soul felt lifted to the point where he wanted to sing happily …

Jun Xie scanned his surroundings only to find out that he had somehow arrived at the very front of the pagoda. Above his head, two ancient texts reveal themselves: Hongjun Pagoda!

Jun Xie headed inside the room only to find it empty, storing the thick white mist flowing around. Suddenly, a thick fog flowed together forming two character lines: Nine Layered Exquisite Pagoda, First Eternal Art!

Then, a white mist rolled along with a sense of urgency, forming a dim and hazy formula that appeared before Jun Xies consciousness. Jun Xie only had enough time to become startled before countless characters, symbols, and images came together in a spinning spiral. Instantly, he felt a huge amount of information flowing into his consciousness. It felt as if an oncoming train had just entered straight into a small hut! However, the carriage drove inside without any changes occurring to the hut …

Suddenly, Jun Xie could not help but become dizzy. His head felt like it was about to explode as he fell to the ground.

Opening his eyes, he realized that he was still lying in a cold and wet place like before. Despite this, the cultivation formula was clearly within his sea of consciousness. There are also images depicting pathways throughout the human body, along with the accompanying forms and actions.

"The Unlocked Art of Heaven's Fortune!" Jun Xie muttered loudly, his eyes flashing sharply as his fists clenched themselves!