Investiture of the Gods: My Disciples Are Far Too Arrogant

After transmigrating, Li Zong established his own sanctuary in the Primordial World.

He casually took in a few disciples, but in ten thousand years he never taught them anything, leaving them to use the sanctuary's facilities as they pleased.

With the Great Calamity of Investiture of the Gods about to begin, Li Zong dismissed his disciples, closed the sanctuary, and started living a carefree life.

But he never expected the sanctuary's buildings and facilities to be so wondrous.

After the little monkey who picked peaches went down the mountain, he declared, “Hongjun, you once said that the Dao should not be taught to a sixth ear. I'll give you one more chance to say that again!”

The little bird with three legs said to Saint Nuwa, “My lady, there's a handsome, dashing, and powerful elder of mine I'd like to introduce you to.”

The little child even ascended the throne as king and waved a hand. “Build the biggest statue for this king, in honor of my teacher!”

From then on, the Investiture of the Gods could no longer carry out its mission.

The Primordial Lord of Heaven asked, “All Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect have ended up on that Investiture of the Gods list. Is the Shang dynasty really that hard to defeat?”

Sect Master Tongtian looked utterly confused. “Huh? Second Brother is really that selfless? He even sent his own disciples up there. Looks like I wronged him.”

Li Zong: “What's going on? How did I end up unifying the Three Realms?!”

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.