215: Chapter 215 Heading North

Chu Sheng did not agree immediately.

He leaned against the stone wall with his arms crossed, watching Feng Wa's increasingly faint remnant soul as he calculated rapidly in his mind.

The Reverse Demon Tower was located within the territory of the Wanmo Hall, one of the three major powers of the Demon Realm, where the Master of the Wanmo Hall and the Earth Fiend Devil King resided.

For him to break into the Reverse Demon Tower was equivalent to stirring up trouble right over the heads of the Wanmo Hall.

Furthermore, the Righteous-Demonic War was likely imminent; the balance between the Central Realm and the Demon Realm could be broken at any moment. Going deep into the Demon Realm at this time was too risky.

He fished out the Heavenly Secret Calculation from his sleeve and performed a divination right in front of Feng Wa.

This time, he generously spent three years of his lifespan.

It was not that he was generous, but that the target was the Reverse Demon Tower, the treasure vault of the previous Demon Venerable, Greed, a monster.

This thing was worth three years of lifespan.

The phantom of the bamboo tube shook, and a fortune stick jumped out.

Chu Sheng caught it, flipped it over, and looked—

A lowest-grade fortune stick.

Corresponding to great ominousness.

Chu Sheng's expression darkened for a moment, and he tucked the stick back into his sleeve.

Feng Wa watched him without speaking.

The Old Grandfather sighed inside the ring, also remaining silent.

Chu Sheng was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Great ominousness. Very good."

Feng Wa's remnant soul flickered, as if asking, "Are you still going?"

Chu Sheng looked at her and said something that surprised her: "What if I say I'm not going?"

Feng Wa's remnant soul froze.

She did not beg for mercy or threaten him, just said very calmly:

"Even if you erase me, you will not be able to get what Feng Xian left behind. That Magical Artifact, that secret. Only I have the key."

Chu Sheng stared at her for a long time.

He knew she was telling the truth.

At this stage, there was no need for the remnant soul to lie.

Chu Sheng sighed: "Fine. I promise you. But not for your Magical Artifact, nor for your secret."

He thought to himself, "I was going to the Demon Realm anyway to resolve the matter with Yu Rumeng."

Feng Wa's remnant soul flickered, as if relieved.

Her figure grew fainter, to the point of being almost transparent.

The last sentence drifted from the depths of the cave, as light as a sigh.

"The Reverse Demon Tower is deep within the territory of the Wanmo Hall. When you arrive there, use the fengxian ring to sense my Physical Body. I will guide you."

Then she dissipated.

The cave returned to silence, leaving only that skeleton and Chu Sheng alone.

The Old Grandfather floated out from the ring, looked in the direction where Feng Wa had dissipated, was silent for a moment, then said: "You know it is a great ominous sign, yet you are still going?"

Chu Sheng said, if it is ominous, he should not go? Then he might as well do nothing for the rest of his life.

The Old Grandfather said, with this temper of yours, it will kill you sooner or later.

Chu Sheng said, it will not kill me.

Even if he dies, there is still the simulator.

He walked out from the depths of the cave and stood before the ruins of the Fengxian Hall.

Moonlight leaked down from the cracks in the Secret Realm, shining on his face, cold and icy.

He looked back at that skeleton, Feng Wa's skeleton.

A Cultivator from the Western Region who obtained Feng Xian's Legacy, traveled thousands of miles to the Northern Region, only to be ambushed by Greed and trapped here for thousands of years.

Her Physical Body was suppressed in the Reverse Demon Tower, her remnant soul trapped in this skeleton, neither living nor dead, neither human nor ghost.

Chu Sheng took a deep breath and turned to leave.

He had to go back to Jin Xiao City first to arrange things.

Going to the Demon Realm was not like going for a stroll; he had to be fully prepared.

In the courtyard, the four women were waiting for him.

Liu Qingyan was leaning on a soft couch, holding a book, but her gaze kept drifting to the doorway.

Li Zhiyi was practicing her sword in the courtyard, the Sword Qi sharp, but the tip of her sword always tilted towards the direction of the gate.

Lin Wanqing was in the Pill Refining Room, the furnace fire was blazing, but she would come out every little while to take a look.

Zhou Wantang was sitting on the roof, the moonlight shining on her, her cultivation already steadily stabilized at the Early Stage of Spirit Spring.

Chu Sheng pushed open the courtyard gate, and four gazes fell on him simultaneously.

He looked at them, swallowed the words that came to his lips, smiled and said: "I am hungry, is there food?"

Liu Qingyan put down her book, stood up, and said she would go make some.

Li Zhiyi sheathed her sword, snorted, and said you only know how to eat.

Lin Wanqing brought a bowl of soup out of the Pill Refining Room, placed it on the table, and turned to leave.

Zhou Wantang jumped down from the roof, stood beside him, and said nothing.

Chu Sheng sat at the table, drinking the soup, ate a few bites of rice, then put down the bowl and chopsticks.

He looked at the four women, was silent for a while, and said: "I am going to the Demon Realm."

The expressions of the four women were all different.

The book in Liu Qingyan's hand fell to the ground.

Li Zhiyi's sword almost slipped from her hand.

Lin Wanqing's hands clenched inside her sleeves.

Zhou Wantang was the calmest; she had long known that Chu Sheng would go.

"How long?" Zhou Wantang asked.

Chu Sheng said: "I do not know. A month at the fastest, half a year at the slowest."

Li Zhiyi walked over, stood in front of him, and looked down at him.

Her eyes were red, but she did not cry.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, she only said one sentence: "Safe travels."

Chu Sheng nodded.

Liu Qingyan did not come over; she sat on the soft couch, head lowered, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Lin Wanqing turned and entered the Pill Refining Room, closing the door.

Chu Sheng stood up, walked to Liu Qingyan, squatted down, and held her hand.

Liu Qingyan raised her head, her eyes red, and forced a smile, saying: "Promise me you will return before the child is born."

Chu Sheng said okay.

He walked to the door of the Pill Refining Room and knocked.

The door opened a crack, and Lin Wanqing's face appeared in the gap.

Chu Sheng reached out, pulled her from behind the door, and hugged her.

Her body was trembling, but she did not cry.

She was never the kind of woman who would cry.

Chu Sheng released her and walked into the courtyard.

Zhou Wantang stood in the moonlight, watching him.

Chu Sheng said: "You help me watch over them."

Zhou Wantang nodded and said rest assured.

Chu Sheng walked out of the courtyard gate without looking back.

He was afraid that if he looked back, he would not be able to leave.

The wind in the Northern Region was strong, blowing his Daoist robe so that it snapped in the wind.

Chu Sheng stood on a ridge, looking in the direction of the Demon Realm.

There, was the territory of the Wanmo Hall, the location of the Reverse Demon Tower, the place where Yu Rumeng had waited for a long time.

In the fifth simulation, he met, knew, and fell in love with Yu Rumeng in the Demon Realm.

She had blocked blades for him and given birth to a son for him.

He had refined the rumeng token for her.

Later he died, died in the mouth of Arrogance.

Yu Rumeng held the child, not knowing where she had fled.

He actually did not intend to really risk his life to break into the tower; he would wait until he had a firm foothold in the Demon Realm and had gathered good information before divining again.

If it was still a lowest-grade fortune stick, then forget it.

It was not necessary.

He touched the zhu xian sword at his waist, felt the increasingly solid Dao Palace in his Dantian, took a deep breath, and stepped forward, heading north.