This was a true oath, and Mo Wuji felt a chill in his heart. He hadn't expected Jie Heng to make such a vow.

"You are very clever," Huan Ti said, looking at Jie Heng with admiration.

Although Mo Wuji's chances of proving the Dao to become a Saint were slim, if he succeeded, Jie Heng would also succeed. With Mo Wuji's current strength, Huan Ti was certain that a Saint Mo Wuji could crush Luo Xu.

Of course, if Mo Wuji failed to prove the Dao, Jie Heng would become cannon fodder along with him. But Jie Heng had no choice. In his current state, if he didn't find a backer, he could only hide in a corner and remain an ant forever. As for the divine seat that once belonged to Jie Heng, forget about it. Would someone like Jie Heng, who once held a divine seat, be willing to become an ant in the eyes of others again? So even if it was a gamble, Jie Heng wouldn't miss it.

Meng Ye finally couldn't help but clasp his fists towards Mo Wuji and say, "Fellow Daoist Mo, if one day you can prove the Dao and become a Saint, I, Meng Ye, can also vow to become your divine attendant."

Huan Ti sneered, "Fellow Daoist Mo, now that you've proven the Dao to become a Saint, would you lack a divine servant like you? Heh, I've only heard that giving charcoal in the snow is remembered, but I've never heard of adding flowers to brocade being remembered."

Meng Ye's face turned red and then green, looking rather embarrassed. He wasn't willing to swear allegiance to Mo Wuji and become his divine attendant right now.

Even if Mo Wuji was strong, he wouldn't do it. At least he was still one of the rogue Saints, even if his rogue Saint divine seat hadn't been reclaimed. Mo Wuji's chances of proving the Dao to become a Saint were less than one percent.

Mo Wuji didn't care for Meng Ye to become his divine attendant. His gaze fell on Huan Ti, "Relax your mind, I'll imprison you."

"You really don't need me to swear?" Huan Ti still thought Mo Wuji was joking. He knew that if he didn't swear, even if Mo Wuji had the True Spirit World, he could still leave easily.

Meng Ye looked anxiously at Mo Wuji but didn't dare to persuade him further. Mo Wuji was clearly planning to let Huan Ti go, and if he kept nagging, he would offend Huan Ti to death.

"I've already relaxed my mind," Huan Ti said without further ado. He decided to leave first.

He wouldn't swear and be suppressed by an ant like Mo Wuji. He, a Saint, wouldn't stoop so low. He still had his physical body, so at most, he would just repay this debt to Mo Wuji in the future.

The moment Mo Wuji didn't ask him to swear, he had already decided to leave. In fact, even if Mo Wuji had asked him to swear, he would have done as Meng Ye said, recovered for a while here, and then still left.

The dignity of a Saint must never be insulted.

"I've already relaxed my mind..." Huan Ti said.

Before Huan Ti could finish his sentence, he felt his body lighten and then landed in a world with extremely complete rules.

This world not only had complete rules, but even the sun, moon, stars, rivers, lakes, mountains, and grasslands were gradually forming. As his gaze swept across, he seemed to see hundreds of Primordial Spirit Veins. How was this possible?

But that wasn't the most shocking thing. What shocked Huan Ti even more was that this was actually an Origin World.

Before his divine sense could continue to scan, a force directly swept up his body and threw him into the middle of a large field of spirit herbs. Then Mo Wuji's voice came, "You can't just eat and drink for free in my world. I'll leave the care of these spirit herbs to you. If I find that the spirit herbs aren't well taken care of, then there's no need for you to continue to exist in this world."

Mo Wuji's voice dissipated, and Huan Ti frantically looked around in shock. Unfortunately, the space around him had been shielded, and he could only wander in this large area with spirit herbs.

Huan Ti gasped in cold air. What was Mo Wuji's background? To actually have this kind of Origin World.

In fact, after cultivators stepped into the World God realm, every cultivator had a prototype of a world. But a world prototype and a world were completely different things.

At this stage, the cultivator's world could only store various items and at most, open up one or two plots of medicine fields. To open up spirit herb fields, one had to cultivate to at least the Quasi-Saint level.

For one's world to have living beings, that was the realm of Saints.

Huan Ti had never seen a Saint's world as complete as Mo Wuji's, with the potential of this world. This wasn't just a world, this was the process of the origin of a universe.

Huan Ti's original intention to escape immediately turned cold.

In this kind of world, not only could he not escape, but even the slightest movement wouldn't escape Mo Wuji's notice. No wonder Mo Wuji didn't need him to swear. By placing him in his world, every move was under Mo Wuji's control. Where could he, Huan Ti, go?

Powerful, too powerful.

While Huan Ti was still shocked by Mo Wuji's world, Mo Wuji's voice came again, "Oh, right, take good care of the spirit herb fields for me. If you do well, I'll consider taking away the Kun Yun Buddhist shovel from you."

"You can take away the Seven Buddha Shovel on me?" Huan Ti asked in surprise.

"What do you think?" Mo Wuji said coldly, and then there was no sound. He thought to himself, so this rusty Buddhist shovel was the Seven Buddha Shovel. I wonder if this Seven Buddha Shovel has anything to do with the Seven Buddha Sutra.

Huan Ti once again felt fear. He had a feeling that he, Huan Ti, wasn't a Saint, but Mo Wuji was.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, you've taken Huan Ti in?" Meng Ye asked with some suspicion.

Mo Wuji chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Meng, rest assured. Without my permission, Huan Ti will never have the chance to leave my territory in this lifetime. I really need to thank you this time."

Meng Ye was still a little doubtful, but he still clasped his fists and said, "It was agreed that we would deal with Huan Ti. It's unnecessary to thank me."

Mo Wuji shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about Huan Ti, but about Tian Hen. If you hadn't advised me, I might have really acted. Now that I think about it, if I had acted at that time, I might not have had the chance to be here to deal with Huan Ti."

Mo Wuji really sighed in his heart. Just as he said, if he had really been unable to resist attacking Tian Hen at that time, then what awaited him was likely to be a life of fleeing.

Before the Grand Cataclysm, Mo Wuji didn't know, but Mo Wuji was sure that Huan Ti's strength wasn't as strong as Tian Hen's now. It was important to know that Saint Tian Hen's body was intact and had been submerged in the Sea of Silence for countless years. When the God Realm was repaired, Tian Hen must have gained a lot of benefits.

Huan Ti's strength was far inferior to Tian Hen's, and he was pierced through the body by the Seven Buddha Shovel, suffering heavy injuries. Even so, he nearly escaped when Jie Heng and Meng Ye besieged him.

From this, it could be seen that he and Meng Ye seeking to deal with Tian Hen was akin to courting death. To deal with Tian Hen, he would have to wait until he reached the late stage of God Fusion.

When he reached the late stage of God Fusion, he shouldn't be afraid of Tian Hen anymore, provided that this guy didn't become a Saint. But Tian Hen's Heavenly Earth Furnace was beside him, so Tian Hen couldn't become a Saint.

So it was Tian Hen. Meng Ye didn't speak. In fact, if Mo Wuji really wanted to deal with Tian Hen, he would have fled at any time. He would never go all out like he did against Huan Ti.

"I'm going down to take a look. You guys wait for me here for a while," Mo Wuji said, sensing that Yue Ming's cultivation was too weak and she hadn't reached the bottom of the Gluttonous Valley yet.

"I'll go down with my lord," Jie Heng said immediately.

Mo Wuji waved his hand, took out a small bottle of Primordial Life Aura, and handed it to Jie Heng, saying, "You wait for me here and heal your injuries. Also, don't call me 'lord' in the future, just call me senior brother."

"Yes, senior brother..." Jie Heng had just said two words when he grabbed the jade bottle in his hand in shock and exclaimed, "Primordial Life Aura?"

"That's right, it's Primordial Life Aura," Mo Wuji patted Jie Heng's shoulder, and with a flash of his body, he had already遁 vanished into the Gluttonous Valley.

Primordial Life Aura? Meng Ye also looked at the jade bottle in Jie Heng's hand in shock. He hadn't expected Mo Wuji to be so generous, casually taking out a bottle of Primordial Life Aura to give to this newly attached Jie Heng.

"Thank you, senior brother," Jie Heng bowed towards the Gluttonous Valley excitedly, his voice trembling. With this bottle of Primordial Life Aura, he would soon return to the God Fusion realm. Once he reached God Fusion, he would have a chance in the Grand Cataclysm. Without God Fusion, he would truly turn to ashes.

"Fellow Daoist Mo is truly extraordinary," Meng Ye sighed, taking a breath.

Jie Heng chuckled twice, walked to a place farther away from Meng Ye, sat down, and began to absorb the Primordial Life Aura to heal his injuries, while paying attention to Meng Ye. Even though he knew that Meng Ye wouldn't dare to steal his Primordial Life Aura, he was still cautious and kept his distance.

Meng Ye glanced at Jie Heng and said nothing.

Although he envied Jie Heng and knew that Mo Wuji had great potential, he, Meng Ye, was unwilling to attach himself to Mo Wuji and become his divine attendant. The World-Ending Cataclysm was approaching, and that might be his opportunity.

Who knew that he, Meng Ye, wouldn't have the qualifications to become a Saint? Once he became a Saint, he, Meng Ye, would still step into the vastness of the universe. If Mo Wuji could become a Saint, they would be fellow Daoists. If Mo Wuji didn't have that ability, then even if he was strong, he would still turn to ashes under the cataclysm.