229: Chapter 229 Don't Pursue a Desperate Enemy, Other Ways to Reach the Dream Order

Hundred Eyes rolled on the ground, clutching his head.

Black blood gushed from between his fingers, staining more than half of his face black.

His screams echoed through the empty sixth floor, as grating as a pig being slaughtered.

Blue Flame Demon King's expression changed drastically; he subconsciously took a few steps back and summoned Blue Flame to condense into a barrier around him.

Chu Sheng did not give him a chance to catch his breath.

Having succeeded with one sword strike, the second followed closely behind; the sword light, like a strip of silk, slashed against the Blue Flame barrier.

The barrier vibrated violently, and the Blue Flame scattered, but it did not shatter.

Blue Flame Demon King let out a sigh of relief, and just as the corners of his mouth began to curl up, Chu Sheng's third sword strike had already arrived.

This strike was not a slash, but a thrust.

A strand of black Sword Qi, as thin as a hair, condensed at the tip of the sword and precisely pierced into a crack in the barrier.

Blue Flame Demon King's pupils constricted violently.

He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The Sword Qi passed through his left chest and out his back, bringing with it a spray of black blood mist.

He looked down at the hole in his chest, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. His body fell straight down, slamming into the ground, and the rising dust settled on his face.

His eyes were still open, but his pupils had already dilated.

Hundred Eyes struggled to crawl up from the ground, his remaining eye filled with fear.

He saw Blue Flame Demon King's corpse, then saw Chu Sheng walking toward him with his sword, let out a roar, and turned to run.

He ran very fast, as fast as a rabbit that had had its tail stepped on.

Chu Sheng did not pursue; he simply raised his hand, and the zhu xian sword left his grip, transforming into a streak of black light that precisely nailed into Hundred Eyes' back.

Hundred Eyes' body stiffened for a moment, and he looked down at the tip of the sword protruding from his chest.

Then he knelt down, collapsed onto the ground, and stopped moving.

Two Devil King-level powerhouses had fallen in an instant!

Chu Sheng walked over, pulled out the zhu xian sword, shook the blood off the blade, and sheathed it.

He was not shocked by this result; he had many trump cards, and it would be strange if he couldn't defeat a few severely injured Devil Kings.

He turned to look at the Earth Fiend Demon King.

Earth Fiend Demon King's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He stared at Chu Sheng, his eyeballs rolling around in their sockets a few times.

"Since you have pushed me to this point, it seems I have no choice but to use my ultimate killing technique."

Chu Sheng's expression became a bit more serious; he still needed to guard against a Palace Building Peak Devil King backed into a corner.

"Earth Fiend, escape!"

He turned into Evil Qi and ran toward the door leading to the seventh floor.

He was very fast, as fast as a gust of wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterward, a dull boom came from the direction of the door, gravel flew everywhere, and the entire door vanished.

Yu Rumeng chased for a few steps, then stopped and looked back at Chu Sheng.

Chu Sheng shook his head: "Forget it, do not pursue a desperate foe."

He glanced at the disappeared door, then looked at Yu Rumeng.

Her condition was not good right now; she was injured, her Devilish Qi was severely depleted, and her face was as pale as paper.

In the battle just now, she had fought three opponents alone; although she hadn't died, she was close to it.

The sixth floor fell silent.

In the distance, those two monstrous Demon Venerable-level Devilish Qi were still churning, pressing down from the top of the tower, heavy like two mountains pressing on one's chest.

Chu Sheng found a relatively clean corner, sat down cross-legged, took out a few Spirit Medicines from his Storage Pouch, and tossed them to Yu Rumeng.

They were not of the same grade as the purple gold ganoderma, but some Spirit Medicines of a slightly lower grade that were better suited for healing: three stalks of Blood Jade Ginseng, five Returning Origin Pills, and a bottle of Seven Treasure Glazed Liquid.

"Heal your wounds first," Chu Sheng said, his tone indifferent, as if speaking of a very ordinary matter.

Yu Rumeng caught the Spirit Medicines, looked down at them, then looked up at Chu Sheng, her gaze complex.

Added together, these Spirit Medicines were equivalent to the entire net worth of a Sea Opening Cultivator, yet he had tossed them over casually without even blinking.

She did not stand on ceremony; she consumed the Medicinal Pills and sat cross-legged to heal.

As the Spirit Medicine entered her stomach, a warm power rose from her Dantian, repairing her damaged Meridians and internal organs.

Chu Sheng sat not far away; he did not look at her, his gaze fixed on the direction of the tower top.

After a good while, Yu Rumeng opened her eyes.

Her complexion had improved a lot; the paleness on her face had faded somewhat, and her lips had regained some color.

She looked at Chu Sheng, opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed it back.

She was silent for a few breaths: "Why did you save me?"

Chu Sheng looked at her and said something that surprised her: "You said before, help you, and you could give me everything. Is that true?"

Yu Rumeng's gaze instantly turned cold.

She should have thought of this earlier.

A complete stranger of a Cultivator offering help in a place like the Reverse Demon Tower, how could he not have a motive?

The bit of gratitude in her heart was diluted quite a bit by these words, but strangely, she did not feel angry; she even felt an indescribable sense of intimacy.

This feeling had no origin, as if she had known him a long time ago, as if she had met him in a dream.

She was silent for a moment, suppressed that strange feeling, and nodded: "Of course it is true. Wait until I have finished refining the Legacy, then we shall talk."

Chu Sheng smiled; that smile did not look like he had succeeded, but rather like he had let out a sigh of relief.

He took another pile of things out of his Storage Pouch.

Dragon Blood Grass, Mysterious Ice Jade Marrow, Seven-Turn Soul Returning Pill, Star Sand, Heaven Fire Gold Crystal, Ten-Thousand-Year Warm Jade, Taiyi True Gold... all sorts of things, piled into a small hill on the ground.

Yu Rumeng was stunned; she had lived for so many years and had never seen anyone carry so many Heaven And Earth Treasures with them, and the quality of these items was not low—some of them she couldn't even name.

"You heal first, and refine the Legacy."

Chu Sheng stood up, brushed the dust off his body, "I will go see if there are any other exits on this floor."

He turned and left, his pace neither fast nor slow, without looking back.

Yu Rumeng watched him walk away, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

This person was truly caring for her, not just with words.

And those things he took out, she glanced at them, and several of them were exactly the Materials needed to refine the rumeng token.

How did he know?

Yu Rumeng shook her head, suppressed these thoughts, sat cross-legged, and began to absorb that trace of Inheritance of Wrath.

At the end of the sixth floor, Chu Sheng leaned against the stone wall, arms crossed over his chest, looking up at the two churning Devilish Qi on the vault.

The auras of Greed and Gluttony were intertwined, like two giant beasts that would never cease fighting.

He watched for a while, withdrew his gaze, and took a Jade Slip out of his sleeve.

That was what he had brought out from Wendao Palace; it contained the refining method for the rumeng token.

Actually, it was not that no one had ever refined this Magic Treasure, but the endings were all very miserable.

He had previously asked Yu Rumeng for it to study, saying he wanted to help her improve her refining techniques.

He flipped to the last page, which had eight words written on it... The success of a Magic Treasure lies in sincerity.

rumeng token, Heaven Rank top grade Magic Treasure.

But its upper limit might not end there.

In the hands of Yu Rumeng last time, she did not kill him, only used a few drops of heart blood as a substitute, and he still had Heavenly Venerable Duobao to coordinate, so it was Heaven Rank High Grade.

If there was a Heavenly Demon Body, possessing Heavenly Venerable Duobao, voluntarily offering their heart, using the Path of Desire as a guide, using Heavenly Demon blood as a medium, and using the ability of Duobao as a furnace.

Then it might be possible to break the shackles of the Heaven Rank and become a Magical Artifact like the wendao bell or the four swords of zhuxian.

In the last simulation, Yu Rumeng could not bear to kill him, and he did not have time to offer his heart.

In the end, it was only refined into a Heaven Rank High Grade, barely enough to use, but far from good enough.

This time, if he did not dodge, if he dug out his heart, if Yu Rumeng could truly be ruthless.

What would the rumeng token become?

But those... would all be for later.

Actually, Chu Sheng did not have much expectation, because in the last simulation, they were already an old married couple.

He wondered if her Inheritance of Wrath this time could bring him some novel experience?

Chu Sheng put the Jade Slip away and closed his eyes.

The Devilish Qi at the top of the tower was still churning, as if urging him to make a decision quickly.