However, Wan Hongling took over the Human Dao position, and she and Ye Fengtian were already a couple, causing Ye Xuanmo to suffer quite a bit over the years.

With two in their household holding Supreme power, Ye Xuanmo, being just one person, naturally couldn’t contend against the two of them.

Moreover, even just Ye Fengtian alone was tremendously troublesome for Ye Xuanmo.

In theory, since both were Supreme, their cultivation levels shouldn’t differ much, but Ye Fengtian was an Achiever of this era, blessed by the entire Chaotic Universe, placing him in an inherently invincible position. Ye Xuanmo was simply not his match. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Because the Eleventh Epoch was Ye Fengtian’s era, not Ye Xuanmo’s, after all, he merely succeeded the Lord of Extreme Demon and wasn’t the Achiever of this era.

"Master, it’s not that this disciple is speaking ill of Ye Fengtian. Ever since he achieved the Dao, he’s been spreading nonsense about everyone being equal in the face of life and advocates equality for all things, disliking slaughter. As your disciple, he hasn’t even rebuilt the Heavenly Burial Palace, clearly not holding you in regard." Ye Xuanmo feigned resentment.

"Oh? How do you explain this?" Listening to Ye Xuanmo’s account, Ye Xuan calmly asked.

"Master, see clearly, Ye Fengtian received your significant teachings, yet he is very close to the Chaos and Fate path. Forget about the Lord of Chaos, but the Master of Fate harbors deep enmity with you, and him being your disciple yet befriending Fate is utterly rebellious."

"Although this disciple holds some grudge against you, the gratitude for your kindness can never be forgotten. Ye Fengtian is my junior, and as his senior, I merely reprimanded him, but he dared to attack me. Please, Master, stand up for your disciple." Ye Xuanmo feigned grievance.

Listening to Ye Xuanmo’s account, Ye Xuan’s expression remained unchanged. He naturally knew that Ye Xuanmo was embellishing the story.

However, Ye Xuan also understood one thing: although Ye Xuanmo was embellishing and defaming Ye Fengtian, some truth still lingered in the events he described, and he wouldn’t dare fabricate them entirely.

"Everyone is equal in the face of life?"

Ye Xuan murmured softly, then smiled slightly. His disciple was indeed genuine and pure-hearted. The path of life he walked perfectly suited his disposition.

It seems, with the passage of endless time, Ye Fengtian must have undergone significant changes after achieving the Dao, firmly establishing his Supreme Dao heart.

"Master, you must properly reprimand Ye Fengtian and Wan Hongling. With both now holding Supreme power, have they ever held you in their hearts? Even if they don’t rebuild the Heavenly Burial Palace for you, they should at least erect a monument in your honor?" Ye Xuanmo continued to embellish.

"Heh."

Ye Xuan chuckled, "Xuanmo, so many years have passed, yet I haven’t seen you erecting a monument for me. Do you not hold me in your heart either?"

"How could this disciple forget the Master’s grace? It’s just that after you killed the previous Lord of Extreme Demon, I, as the successor, would be criticized for erecting a monument for you. I hope Master can understand." Ye Xuanmo feigned sorrow.

"Alright, I know you are the most filial. Your sentiment is sufficient, and I have already instructed the disciples of the Life God Temple to inform your junior that Master has returned. Perhaps your junior is already on his way here." Ye Xuan said softly.

"Ah?"

"Ye Fengtian is coming?"

Ye Xuanmo’s expression changed slightly, then he looked at Ye Xuan with a serious expression, saying, "Master, I must remind you that Ye Fengtian is not what he used to be. He is the Achiever of this era, and if he doesn’t acknowledge you as his Master, I fear..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Ye Xuan smiled warmly, "Are you afraid he will defy me or that he won’t recognize me as his Master?"

"If he truly doesn’t recognize me as his Master, wouldn’t that be precisely what you want? If you and he join forces, you might be able to kill me, thereby relieving your inner resentment?"

"This disciple wouldn’t dare!"

Ye Xuanmo hurriedly knelt and kowtowed. Ever since the recent battle with Ye Xuan, where he was utterly defeated and beaten, he fully realized his pitiful weakness in front of Ye Xuan, despite harboring such thoughts of revenge.

"Alright, our reunion is a joyous event. I will stay here with you for a while, waiting for your junior to arrive." Ye Xuan said.

"Master can stay as long as you wish, but there is one matter I wish to seek your advice on." Ye Xuanmo’s eyes turned slightly.

"What is it?" Ye Xuan asked.

"Master, although the Heavenly Burial Palace no longer exists, many former ministers have retreated to the mountains and forests. If you call them back, these people will surely re-emerge, and the Heavenly Burial Palace will return to the world."

"I am unworthy, but I am willing to undertake this task for Master and wish to revive the glory of the Heavenly Burial Palace of the past." Ye Xuanmo kowtowed.

"Let me think about it."

Ye Xuan did not agree to Ye Xuanmo’s request. He could see through Ye Xuanmo’s intentions, merely wanting to use his reputation to recall some of the Heavenly Burial Palace’s mighty figures.

Back in those days, when he was around, the Heavenly Burial Palace was at its peak. Immortal Realm cultivators were as numerous as oxen, and since the beginning of the Eleventh Epoch, many even became Half-step Supreme Powers.

If these elders could be gathered together, they would immediately form the most formidable Daoist order.

And Ye Xuanmo was very aware that Ye Xuan rarely involved himself in managing Daoist orders, and as an eternal Supreme, he could naturally lead these powerful beings.

This task would both please Ye Xuan and fulfill himself, a double blessing Ye Xuanmo couldn’t miss.

But Ye Xuan had his own thoughts. In the past, when the Heavenly Burial Palace fell apart, and figures like Huang Fatty retreated into seclusion, he had already lost interest in reconstructing the Heavenly Burial Palace upon his return.

Given his current cultivation, reconstructing the Heavenly Burial Palace was not important to him, for even eternal Supremes looked insignificant in his eyes, and his focus wasn’t confined to Daoist order disputes.

Moreover, Ye Xuan didn’t wish for Huang Fatty and the others to get caught up in disputes again; a carefree secluded life would be far better.

Regarding reuniting with old friends, Ye Xuan would naturally seek them out once everything settled down.

"There is one more thing I need to ask you." Ye Xuan said.

"Please, Master, go ahead." Ye Xuanmo hurriedly replied.

"Who is the current Undying Heavenly Lord, have you seen him?" Ye Xuan’s voice was deep.

"Undying Heavenly Lord?"

Ye Xuanmo’s face showed a hint of bewilderment, then he shook his head, "To be honest, Master, since Ye Fengtian became the Achiever of the current era, both Wan Hongling and I have also become Supreme. Originally, with the Undying Heavenly Lord killed by you, the position of the eleven Supremes lacked an Undying Heavenly Lord."

"Yet, it didn’t take long before someone succeeded the Undying Heavenly Lord’s Supreme position. I have met this person before, but he always wears a Ghost Face Mask, and I have never seen his true face."

"Oh?" Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He remembered clearly, back then, seven great masters surrounded and killed the Undying, thoroughly destroying him in both form and spirit. At that time, he doubted whether the Undying Heavenly Lord could resurrect.

Unfortunately, he waited for a long time without seeing the Undying Heavenly Lord revived. Now, he strongly suspected if this current Undying Heavenly Lord was indeed the previous one.