A dark chapter of history.

In a large eloquent palace.

In a dressing room a stylist and many attendants eyed Ryuk like predators.

Ryuk subconsciously moved to protect his innocence.

They all left to procure some clothing.

In the room alone Ryuk sighed, a smile replaced the somewhat nervous expression upon his face.

"Seems I'm not as worthless as I believed. Haha."

Suddenly his ring buzzed and Black sent a message to Ryuk.

"Big bro I've been studying a formation for some time since I found about your situation with Nothingness. I took two rings that you bought today and I attached the formation upon it."

The first ring was the ring of love, it carried a ruby in the middle with a gold band. Upon the band were various drawings, one specific one was of a horned demon sitting upon a throne with a goat at his side.

The second one was called the ring of sanity, and was much more bare with a simple golden ring with lighting like patterns.

Finally Black attached them to a gold chain called the chain of unity which amplified and stacked the effects of what is placed upon it.

Ryuk wore the chain.

Before he could thank Black the attendants appeared.

They began to put clothes onto Ryuk.

Ryuk wore a turquoise dress shirt with only the 2nd and the 3rd buttons open. His chest proudly demonstrated. A gold chain with the ring of love Black gave him and the ring of sanity. He wore a velvet sarong, the dress shirt tucked into the sarong that was a little higher than the waist. He wore a deep azure robe atop the dress shirt with black dragons twisting and coling . Ryuks hair was currently being combed by two maids who were as red and excited as a blood covered tiger. The Azure overlayed rober and sarong had by Riels request a pack of Devils dancing at the tips.

A woman sat eyeing Ryuk as she made certain commands here and there.

Ryuks nails were painted Black on both hands and feet. He didn't wear shoes although.

Ryuks hair was parted in the middle and the three falling spider lilies were expressed brilliantly. Ryuks sharp eyes were even pointier. He naturally had a dark shade around his eyes looking exactly like a leopards.

Ryuk hair flowed like a waterfall down.

The designer as if contemplating was silent and still for a few minutes and finally said "Alright."

Ryuk found this strange, he was sure the other disciples didn't have a designer to personally address their wardrobe.

If only Ryuk knew what his money loving teacher had planned.

...

Within the banquet hall as wide as three football fields over a thousand people rotated freely. Representatives of each the sects laughed together and clicked glasses, yet only a wizened elder could see the hidden sparks in each confrontation and evil smiles.

Suddenly a man wearing a rather strange piece of attire, with puffed shoulder and some weird white circular pillow around his neck came close to an elderly man with long pale yellow hair slowly falling down upon his clean white long tunic.

He nodded and stood up and said, "As usual the sects will show their most beautiful members to get choice on who to pair with to start our dance."

Nether spirit Yaya stood up and many powerful folk said, "We see Nether spirit Yaya, ancestor."

Nether Spirit Yaya was a patriarch of the Nether spirit sect, but was only a new one and wasn't that popular thus was selected to lead the sect. As a demonstration of force and also to make things hard for the newbie.

Nether Spirit Yaya said, "Mu Qing come."

The two large towering doors at the entrance opened and a beautiful woman who looked like a fairy descended walked. She wore a black gown that made her exotic body all the more attractive like the dress was vividly expressing her proportions.

Her eyes were a bright silver and vaguely one could see a faint full moon fluctuating between reality and Nothingness. A full moon laid between her brows. And a ruby lipstick.

Many men felt their hearts freeze as they gasped in shock. Many prayed to heavens willing to sell over ten years of the life for that woman to become their Taoist companion.

This was normal after all these boys stayed in their respective homes almost every day of the year diligently Cultivating. Even if they went out they would be too focused on the mission to seek out women and if they by chance met a woman, that woman would most likely be a Cultivator and they would only see eye to eye as enemies. There was hardly a time they could see women in peace and let their minds wander, especially such a beautiful woman. Most of the time these female Cultivators except for those with perculiar fetishes and wore makeup everyday and those heavenly beauties who looked beautiful even without, most women looked as if they had risen from the graves with dark circles and messy hair. Even the girls who were natural beauties or had that seemingly amazing fetish of Making her appearance when she ever she could had a Taoist companion or they had far too high of expectations. So right now even the heavens could not fault these young boisterous boys who had been shunned during such a turbulent time turning into mad slobbering wolves.

"Ice palace Taoist Feverish snow. We greet sect master."

The Powerful men had no real reaction, of course they were beautiful and Cultivators in general didn't qualms with relationships between young ones, these oldies had been young once and had far too many good times. Especially some of the men and women who were a bit older. So they quickly noted when the sect master of the Ice palace stood up.

"Avery enter."

A pale girl with white hair and white eyes entered dressed in completely white, with even a veil as if she was getting married.

She walked with a slow walk, yet there was a certain lack of grace. The especially cold demeanor she expelled made it so one wanted to cheer yet found the words stuck in his throat.

A plump old man who no one knew was stuffing chicken after chicken into his mouth while laughing, "Hahaha. Old Testament I don't think your monastery has any beauties, may as well skip it. Also you buggers from beast god sect don't bloody send some animal chick, we get you have your preferences but keep it to yourself will you."

Old Testament roared in his heart, "You fat piggy, the Buddha will smite your dammed soul! You and your dirty mouth!"

Yet he maintained a calm expression and said gently, "Benefactor, a monk must cut the hair to remove himself from the secular world as some sects prevent one's disciples from returning to their family. We must remove such ideas such as vanity and Worldly desires, there was simply no way to judge our nuns considering they are all beautiful humans. Thus we have selected to not present a disciple."

Commonly in the past the Golden lotus Pavilion did indeed send out a nun, they had quite a lot of pretty women. Many who had suffered in the lives from all the atrocities of man had ended up here and had freed themselves from their suffering. Like they say the tallest tree is the first to fall, such like that most who sought redemption turned to be the beauties in the world ruined by schemes and treachery. Perhaps due to their temple being near a river, but by sheer luck every so often a woman would come floating down half dead with just enough life to be brought back. That woman would stay at the temple and become a dignified nun. Once in the past a monk became greatly curious and investigated where all these women had fallen off, wandering whether the absurd amount was truly destiny or some joke by some villain. Yet he was left aghast. He personally tried it out and found it should be impossible, completely and utterly impossible to survive till their sect with the violent waters and jagged rocks, yet these women had survived. It was quite a thing for the monks. Yet these women had shaved their heads like the monks and thus although still beautiful in the eyes of these young men with less that refined taste these women weren't attractive both because her face seemed to be missing something and because she was a nun and thus couldn't have intimate relations. At least with a beauty there was that thing called chance.

Of course some of the older men found these women enjoyable with their developed tastes.

The women themselves also found enjoyment in judging and comparing the girls from the sects thus they had fun.

The beast god sect on the other hand had an extremely ugly expression. Yet it wasn't so far from the truth. The Disciples spent nearly all their time bonding, training or just resting with their pets that many had acquired strange tastes. Thus many sects or loose Cultivators stayed away from the beast god sect, fearing that strange taste might fall into their hearts and they may mount a bear or worse one day.

The sect master growled, "Pig of Voracity, please mind your tongue."

The piggy dug his nose and flicked a ball of snot at the sect master.

Perhaps there was some mysterious force but that casually tossed snot ball seemed to fly. It bounced from a plate and fell perfectly into the slightly agape mouth of the sect master of the beast god sect.

Complete silence as even the cold faced disciple of the Ice palace stared wide eyed at the beast god sect leader, who subconsciously gulped and the snot flowed down.

A deep pressure filled the hall.

The Pig of Voracity himself was also shocked, one had to know he had horrible aim, even doing business was hard for him. Yet today he became Kobe.

The sect Master of the beast god sect turned a frightening white that would even put the Ice palace to shame. They a frightening red.

Finally coughing a mouthful of blood he fell back like a corpse.

He twisted mid air, with his jaw opening.

Yet a scene that could frighten gods and demons alike happened.

The sect masters beloved pet was a kangaroo which he had brought with him.

Yet that male kangaroo strangely his rod was elongated like a pointy pillar set to piece the heavens in one movement.

Why? Well the kangaroo was the sect masters pet and had free rein to do as he wished. Having his own beast harem of six thousand, secretly he had a few human ones aswell. Therefore his somewhat smart brain had morphed. He thus stared longingly at the two beauties from before, and as a beast without the control of a man this accident had come to fruition.

Yet today the heavens would shift, the earth would morph. Yin would become Yang and White will become black. A new understanding filled this kangaroo, a sensation that would completely shift his lifestyle.

The six thousand beast harem, those perverted sick humans and any other female longing for this kangaroo would feel regret and sadness tommorow.

Love was an acquired taste after all.

As if a lock and key the sect masters mouth fell... fell... fell into the Pillar set to pierce the heaven.

The female disciples all had good eyesight having a solid foundation, and thus could see what was going to happen. With innumerable shrieks they coveted their eyes, secretly peeking through their fingers in odd schadenfreude.

Men got on their knees and began to dig their eyes out, vowing to never own beasts and to live as a wizard for the rest of their lives!

[Wizard - A virgin at atleast the age of 30 or older.]

Yet for the kangaroo this accident seemed to spark something in its head, and this time the one who felt this understood what it was. Love.

The kangaroo was still as a rock for a moment before giving a frightening smile and bouncing up and down with the sect masters mouth still on his thing.

After five seconds the kangaroo made a kangaroo sound and then pulled down the sect masters pants, but seeing everyone looking at them took the sect master with him away.

If the kangaroo could talk it would complain, "Bloody perverts! Messing with this beautiful stallions comfort! Hmph!"

A great man names Ozzyman said, "Cheeky as a Kangaroo!"

Like that the Beast god sect had fallen from avoid to a taboo sect no normal person would seek out.

And like that one of the darkest more ugly page of the history of the Cultivation world was written.

Yet no one had the right to laugh, most were loose Cultivators with some power and standing.

A few from the other clans who may or may not have power equal to the beast god sect and the other sects. They didn't want to openly antagonize the beast god sect and would only use whispers to punch them all the more in the gut. Furthermore rather than finding it funny most probably found it too disgusting.

Yet one piggy was laughing so hard he was rolling on the ground with tears cascading down.

Waving his hand to his nose just served to humiliate the beast god sect all the more.

Riel rose and said, "Ryuk enter."

The beast god sect in an attempt to regain some face began to throw insults, "Hahaha! A man as the most beautiful, surely the Imperial sect hasn't fallen so much? It can't be that the appearance of your disciples is as shitty as your sect."

Yet when he thought that damnable fatty would insult the Imperial sect, instead he tossed a glance of pity.

The Imperial sect was the underdog of the sects and was cornered by greed.

Yet this wasn't how it was 300,000 years ago. The Imperial sect was the strongest, greatest force in the entire world.

In fact it's former name was the Kings guild, yet they wanted more and became Imperialists who sought to conquer the world. Yet at that very time the Spiritual realm sent the Emissary. The emissaries job was to teach this small realm it's place, yet the proud and arrogant Cultivators of entire realm revolted. Who wished to be a tamed horse.

The Imperial sect was by far the most hostile, but the price they paid was nearly nighty percent of their experts dying and a greatl volume of their heritage destroyed.

Now the Imperial sects name was used as a insult to show the price of arrogance.

Even after all this time they had only barely managed to keep their status as a sect with numerable wars and secret battles.

Yet at this moment the Imperial sect patriarchs wished to show the world that they were on the uprising. Although they knew this could endanger Ryuk, they needed stability before anything else. Who knew if the other sects might say things like, "The Imperial sect has no prospects. It's better to replace it and migrate the disciples."

The Ice palace was one such occurrence of the above mentioned method. Before the Ice palace was the Ice cold Nirvana, yet after having taken the policy of only accepting women they incited greed. Yet luckily for a good five generations they managed to produce atleast two Innate Yin bodies and protected their sect, yet then calamity befell them. No matter what they couldn't produce a single Innate Yin body. They soon saw red colored eyes staring at them like a treasured meat.

Yet the funniest part was that the sect had even in its darkest moment, even as their disciples were being abused and ruined they had a single hope yet never accepted it.

A boy from the sect master of that time. She had gone out and fallen in love and had a child. She ran away with her husband after being chased by the sect. Yet she couldn't allow her child to be pushed to such extremes and left him with a close friend.

The child was a son of heaven. He possesesed an incredible and powerful son of heaven. This boy possesesed a Innate perfect Yang body. A amazingly rare body anywhere in the universe, yet they never gave him resources even trying to kill him. Even as everything was falling apart and they had a single flicker of hope they never relented on their harsh rules and died away.

The boy had suffered innumerable tragedies and cruelties, yet at that moment the chance of a lifetime opened for him.

From the heavens a young Immortal appeared and asked the boy to be his disciple. Having accepted the boy jumped over the dragon gate in one clean move.

Needing five sects to maintain balance the Ice place was formed.