Otherworldly Evil Monarch - chapter-7
Chapter 007 Exquisite Hongjun Pagoda
During the next few days, Jun Xie chose not to go out at all. Once he
woke up in the morning, he would head straight towards the library
building, staying in there for the whole day. He maintained the routine
without any exceptions. As for the books that he had read, they would all
be sent over to Grandpa Jun’s side for analysis yet again. After which
Grandpa Jun would shake his head, nod his head, sigh and puff; his face
alternating between disappointment, shock and pleasant surprise… it
seemed he had yet to finish using up all his lifetime’s expressions.
In addition, the servants of the Jun family realized that the Young
Master has acquired yet another strange hobby. During the day, he would
enter the library building for the whole day without ever coming out.
However, when night descends, he would instead walk out to the courtyard
and seat himself there. The spot he chose to sit was always the darkest
spot where the light cannot reach… truly… heretical!
Regarding his new hobby, the servants were actually not too concerned.
After all, this was by far better than his previous ‘hobbies’.
Tonight, Jun Xie was once again seated below a flower tree, enjoying the
thick atmosphere of darkness of the night. In this atmosphere of
darkness, one would not be able to glimpse their own fingers even when it
was stretched out before them. In Jun Xie’s heart rose a feeling of
safety and security. Indeed, it is the feeling of security! For Jun Xie
who had once become invincible throughout the world as the king of
assassins, the safest place can only come from the pitch-black darkness
of the night. The night was the only thing that Jun Xie had ever
considered to the best and most reliable partner!
As he gazed upon the stars in the night sky, Jun Xie suddenly felt as
though he was in a dream. For the past few days, he had read through all
the books containing information regarding this world. He had more or
less understood the current situation of this continent, however, the
more he understood, the more confused he became.
If it were not for the fact that it was written in black and white within
the books, Jun Xie would have assumed that he had transmigrated back in
time to the ancient Chinese kingdoms. The people, the accents, the
culture and the clothing are all similar to that from the Tang and Song
dynasties. It is too similar!
Jun Xie groaned as he plopped his head in between his knees, both his
hands clutching the back of his head. He grievingly thought. Why? Why am
I not in one of the ancient eras of China? If only that were the case,
then I would be in a highly advantageous position. The amount of
resources I have regarding those eras would be most beneficial. Even if I
do not want to change history, I can still take advantage of my
foreknowledge, which can put those divine prophets to shame and coast my
way through history, avoiding any misfortune!
Xuan Xuan Continent, where in the blazes is this? Gold Xuan, Silver Xuan,
Earth Xuan, Sky Xuan… Xuan Qi… Xuan your granddaddy!!! Why is it not
internal martial arts?
The only thing that remained familiar was perhaps the ancient and
everlasting sun and moon, and the gentle caress of the night. This was
the only thing that could give Jun Xie the feeling of familarity.
Jun Xie’s face was set like a cold hard stone, his cheek muscles
throbbed with pain, as he restrained his desire to curse impulsively and
loudly at the Heavens!
At that very moment when Jun Xie was surging with extreme emotions, he
suddenly felt a violent wave of headache swept over him. Even with his
extraordinary endurance, Jun Xie was still unable to retain a calm face
and was forced to grimace his face. The headache suddenly transformed
into a wave of dizziness…
Observing through his eyes, it seemed as though the whole world was
rotating at an unbelievably intense speed. Even the night sky was
transformed into a scattering display of madness. The entire world had
suddenly become an illusory existence, and unreal…
Throughout the painful ordeal, Jun Xie panted while biting down his
teeth, blood flowing down from his lips. Both his eyes glared forward as
he continued enduring, not allowing even a single sound to escape his
I came into this world alone, and thus I must also accept all this pain
by myself! In this strange world, I have only myself to depend on and not
others! I will never depend on others!
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Utilize all my killing skills, I will forge
a path of blood! Annihilate the skies! Decimate the lands! Kill! Kill!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Jun Xie was thrown into a state of haziness, when he suddenly felt
something appeared within his sea of consciousness. It was a spark of
seemingly distant light; however, it appeared that the light was
gradually moving closer towards him. As it got closer, it also became
brighter, bigger and clearer. In the end, it transformed into a
luminescent rainbow coloured pagoda that overflowed with brilliance. The
pagoda kept rotating within his sea of consciousness. With every
rotation, it released a misty form of sagely radiance.
His body had long since become numb, his four limbs paralyzed, his
consciousness slowly blurring, and yet Jun Xie continued staring ahead
with bloodshot eyes. He kept on glaring, persisting nonstop as he glared
ferociously upon this strange realm without as much as a blink!
After an indeterminable period of time, a cold wind suddenly blew by,
causing Jun Xie to feel cold.
The night of the early autumn is indeed still chilly. As this line of
thought came to Jun Xie’s mind, he became startled as he realized what
it meant: To be able to feel cold means that my senses is working again.
But, was I not already… He suddenly stood up and found that he was
covered in cold sweat. His clothes had been completely soaked with sweat
to the point of being uncomfortable.
Jun Xie was inexplicably overcome with a strange feeling of a new born.
Jun Xie, who woke up within Jun Moxie’s body can be said to be
supporting this body, perhaps by means of transmigrating his mind and
soul into it. Nonetheless, Jun Xie remained Jun Xie. But after having
endured the unspeakable pain earlier, Jun Xie had truly melded with this
body as one. Jun Xie had become Jun Moxie, the true master of this body!
Disregarding the messy state of his body, the first thing Jun Xie did was
to sit down cross-legged and closed his eyes. He pushed his spiritual
awareness deep into his sea of consciousness, as he carefully tried to
comprehend something. Jun Xie had long since realized that the
excruciating pain from earlier on was the work of the small pagoda within
his body. However, Jun Xie also concluded that there must be something
else, which the small pagoda did. Otherwise, how could a simple matter of
melding of flesh and soul be accompanied by so much pain? He firmly
believed that something else must have happened. This small pagoda is the
only thing in existence that Jun Xie can rely on. Thus, without
understanding what has happened, Jun Xie will never feel contented.
Within his sea of consciousness, Jun Xie felt that he could clearly
‘see’ with his own eyes, an exquisite pagoda glowing with the
brilliance of seven colours, slowly rotating atop his sea of
consciousness. Jun Xie was able to distinctly perceive that each rotation
was synchronized with his body’s blood and qi flow, each and every
time, again and again, an endless cycle…
What is going on here? Jun Xie stared at the small pagoda in surprise.
This item’s capabilities had exceeded all common sense, causing Jun Xie
who was a staunch disbeliever to fall into a web of confusion.
I wonder if I could get closer to take a better look at it? Just as Jun
Xie was thinking about this, he suddenly realized that the small pagoda
had slowly become larger and larger. After that, the doors to the lowest
level of the pagoda suddenly opened; a thick white mist rushed out. In
that instant, Jun Xie’s awareness became utterly suffused with that
white mist. The white mist was so thick it almost felt as though it was
solid. Jun Xie took a deep breath and suddenly felt an extreme sense of
tranquillity, an indescribably comfort, where even the soul felt buoyed
to the point where it 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 unveiled themselves: Hongjun Pagoda!
Jun Xie headed inside the room only to find it empty, save the thick
white mist flowing around. Suddenly, the thick mist flowed together to
form two line of characters: Nine Layered Exquisite Pagoda, First Eternal
Then, the white mist rolled together with a sense of urgency, forming a
dim and hazy formula that appeared before Jun Xie’s awareness. Jun Xie
only had enough time to become startled before the countless characters,
symbols and drawings all came together in a revolving spiral. Instantly,
he felt a vast amount of information rushing into his awareness. It felt
as though a speeding train had just charged straight into a small hut!
Yet, the train sped all the way inside without any changes happening to
All of a sudden, Jun Xie could not help but become dizzy. His head felt
as though it was about to explode as he tumbled onto the ground.
Opening his eyes, he realized that he was still lying on the same cold,
wet spot as before. Nonetheless, the cultivation formula clearly exists
within his sea of consciousness. There was also drawings depicting the
pathways throughout the human body, together with the accompanying forms
“Art of Unlocking Heaven’s Fortune!” Jun Xie mumbled aloud, his
eyes flashing sharply as his fists clenched itself!