248: Chapter 248 A Grand Dream of Spring and Autumn

The news of the Reverse Demon Tower's collapse spread throughout the entire Demon Realm as if it had grown wings.

The eyes and ears of the three major powers—Nine Nether Palace, Wanmo Hall, and Blood God Sect—scoured the ruins for days, but the information they brought back was fragmented.

They only knew that the Reverse Demon Tower had collapsed, Greed's obsession had dissipated, and four Devil Kings—Disha, Hundred Eyes, Blue Flame, and World-Mixing—had died, not leaving even a scrap of residue behind.

As for who did it, no one could say clearly.

Some said it was Gluttony's residual Devilish Qi that went out of control, causing it to explode on its own.

Some said Greed's Resurrection Array had malfunctioned, causing him to get caught in it himself.

Others said that a Human Race Cultivator had infiltrated the Demon Realm and committed this earth-shattering crime.

Various theories were flying everywhere, but none of them could hold water.

The Devilish Qi over the ruins was too chaotic—Greed's, Gluttony's, Phoenix Immortal Fire's, zhu xian sword Qi, and two different Heavenly Demon Body auras were all mixed together like a pot of burnt porridge, making it impossible for anyone to distinguish the source.

At Nine Nether Palace, Palace Master Su Yousi sat on the main seat of the grand hall, her fingers gently tapping the armrest, her brows furrowed deeply.

Several Elders stood before her, each with their heads lowered, not daring to let out a breath.

"Four Devil Kings, dead just like that. The Reverse Demon Tower, collapsed just like that. Tell me, who did this?"

The Elders looked at each other, none daring to respond.

Palace Master Su Yousi's gaze swept across their faces, finally landing on an empty seat in the corner.

That was Madam Huayue's seat.

"Where is Madam Huayue? She didn't come again?"

An Elder said in a low voice, "Reporting to Palace Master, Devil King Madam Huayue… she said she was unwell and is recuperating in her fief."

The corner of Palace Master Su Yousi's mouth twitched.

"Unwell? The last time she said she was unwell, she was fooling around with a newly Acquired male favorite. The time before that, she was fooling around with another male favorite. The time before that…"

She didn't continue, took a deep breath, and suppressed her anger.

"What about that mirror of hers? The one that supposedly can monitor the aura of Devil Kings within a radius of several thousand li. Tell her to bring it here and check which Devil Kings appeared in that area before and after the incident at the Reverse Demon Tower."

The Elder hurriedly sent a message.

After a long while, the communication Jade Slip lit up, and Madam Huayue's reply contained only one sentence: "The mirror is broken, I am currently repairing it."

Palace Master Su Yousi's face darkened.

"Broken? That mirror of hers hasn't broken in over a hundred years, yet it breaks exactly at this time?"

She cursed, her voice not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly: "More than enough to fail, less than enough to succeed. Every day she only knows about male favorites; this seat will sooner or later confiscate that broken mirror of hers."

The Elders lowered their heads, daring neither to agree nor to argue.

In Madam Huayue's sleeping quarters, she leaned on a soft couch, holding a glass of red wine, the corners of her mouth curled high.

The communication Jade Slip in front of her had already gone dark; she hadn't gone to repair any mirror at all.

That mirror was in Chu Sheng's hands, and she intentionally said it was broken just because she didn't want to let Palace Master Su Yousi use it.

She thought to herself: Chu Sheng is so strong; he could even collapse the Reverse Demon Tower and kill four Devil Kings just like that.

If he really becomes the Devil Venerable in the future, she would be the Demon Empress. By then, what would Palace Master Su Yousi count for? What would Nine Nether Palace count for? The entire Demon Realm would be hers.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, unable to help but laugh out loud. The neckline of her red dress slipped even lower, but she couldn't be bothered to pull it up.

The maid beside her asked cautiously: "Devil King, regarding the Palace Master's side… are you really not going to reply?"

Madam Huayue waved her hand, her voice lazy: "Reply to what? If the mirror is broken, it's broken. Can she come and bite me?"

She took a sip of wine, calculating in her heart: That brat Chu Sheng, I wonder what he is doing now.

Is he missing her? Has he encountered any danger? Should she send him a few treasures?

She thought about it, then shook her head.

That brat has very high standards; he wouldn't look at ordinary treasures.

Sending them over would just be inviting humiliation.

Madam Huayue sighed, put down her wine glass, turned over, lay on the soft couch, narrowed her eyes, and continued to dream her Demon Empress dream.

By comparison, the Wanmo Hall knew a bit more of the truth.

The Hall Master stood in the center of the grand hall, his back to the others, looking at the huge map of the Demon Realm on the wall.

Behind him, several Elders knelt on the ground, none daring to look up.

The Reverse Demon Tower had collapsed on the territory of the Wanmo Hall, and four Devil Kings had died; this was an unprecedented humiliation since the founding of the Wanmo Hall.

But the Hall Master did not get angry, nor did he even show any emotion.

He just stood there, silent for a long time.

Then he turned around, looked at the kneeling Elders, and spoke, his voice as calm as if he were talking about an insignificant matter.

"I have already investigated the matter of the Reverse Demon Tower."

The Elders raised their heads, looking at him expectantly.

The Hall Master paused and said, "It was done by that Lord."

He didn't say who "that Lord" was, but everyone present understood.

The Elders' complexions became very ugly.

Someone wanted to say something, opened their mouth, then swallowed the words back.

The Hall Master continued, "This matter ends here. Announce to the outside world that it was a Human Race Cultivator who infiltrated the Demon Realm, destroyed the Reverse Demon Tower, and assassinated the four Devil Kings."

"The Righteous-Demonic War is imminent; this news cannot get out. Otherwise, the morale will be shaken, and no one will have a good end."

The Elders answered in unison.

The Hall Master waved his hand, dismissing them.

When the hall was empty, he slowly sat back in his chair, rubbed his temples, and whispered, "Arrogance… what exactly do you want to do?"

No one answered him.

The grand hall was empty, with only his own breathing echoing.

Meanwhile, far away in Jin Xiao City, Chu Sheng was completely unaware of all this.

He was sitting cross-legged in his Immortal Cave, with the bamboo slip of "Fuyao Ninety Thousand Miles" spread out before him, gnawing through it word by word.

The text on the bamboo slip was obscure and difficult to understand; it described a technique to transform oneself into a bird and use the wind of heaven and earth to instantly escape afar.

Chu Sheng looked at it for a long time and felt that the core of this Divine Ability was just one word—fast.

Fast enough that opponents couldn't react in time, fast enough that Restrictions couldn't catch up, fast enough that even death couldn't touch the hem of his garment.

He closed his eyes and tried to circulate his spiritual power according to the technique on the bamboo slip.

The Devilish Qi in his Dantian began to surge, like a bird locked in a cage, wanting to break through the cage and fly into the sky.

Chu Sheng's figure flashed in the Immortal Cave, and then with a "bang", he crashed into the wall.

He clutched his forehead, squatted on the ground, and grimaced.

"This thing is much harder to practice than the zhu xian sword."

Old Grandfather laughed from within the ring: "Do you think a Divine Ability is Chinese cabbage? You can just practice it whenever you want? Greed practiced for over a thousand years before reaching Major Achievement in Snake Swallows All Phenomena. The Golden-Winged Great Peng has innate speed; you are an Acquired Cultivator, just take your time."

Chu Sheng rubbed his forehead, sat back down, opened the bamboo slip, and continued to gnaw through it.

He thought to himself: No rush, take it slowly.

Anyway, he had plenty of time.