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Chapter 279: When Immortals Fight, Mortals Suffer
Chapter 279: When Immortals Fight, Mortals Suffer
"Anything tainted by impurities, be it spiritual roots, cultivation techniques, or even fragments of scrolls, as well as information about immortal's caves, will do. You decide." Shen Yi whispered to Aqing through the pebble, handing over several storage bags.
"Okay!" Aqing eagerly clutched the bags, feeling a warmth in her heart due to the other party's unfounded trust in her.
The rest of the group could barely contain their curiosity and were about to get up to join them.
Just then, a line of young attendants walked down from the upper floor, each carrying a jade plate.
The rich aroma instantly captured everyone's attention, even causing them to forget about the treasure exchange.
The attendants swiftly served exquisite dishes to each table according to the number of people, along with a potent medicinal wine.
Following the attendants, Mei Xiyao walked gracefully to the corner.
She paused, a look of respect on her exquisite and pretty face, and said gently, "Qingfeng Zhenren invites the two of you to join him upstairs."
Aqing consciously excluded herself.
With her hands on the table, she watched the bustling attendants and unconsciously swallowed her saliva.
Noticing this, Mei Xiyao smiled and said, "Don't worry, we'll prepare a portion for you as well."
"Thank you, Sister."
Aqing happily averted her gaze.
However, in the eyes of others, this only invited silent disapproval. That pale-faced young man thought he could win over Mei Xiyao's heart with sweet words, but after all these years of hosting guests at the Eight Directions Food Tower, her standards were higher than the sky itself.
Nevertheless, even Qingfeng Zhenren was inviting that senior up.
He must have quite a background.
"Alright." Shen Yi, though puzzled, did not refuse.
After all, having just left Da Qian, he hadn't really encountered many formidable figures.
Chen Zhong, on the other hand, was nonchalant.
He knew he was just an afterthought, but he was curious as to why Aqing had been left out.
The two stood up, and Shen Yi glanced at Aqing, "Finish your meal and continue working. Don't wander off."
"Yes!"
Aqing held her chopsticks, eager to taste the delicacies of the Eight Directions Food Tower, of which she had only heard from her elders but never had the chance to try.
Shen Yi retracted his gaze and followed Mei Xiyao upstairs.
They went straight to the ninth floor.
Even someone of Chen Zhong's age couldn't help but be curious and looked around.
The Grand Unity masters usually stayed in the lower five floors.
Only those at the Spirit Transformation realm were qualified to go up to the sixth floor, and whenever the sixth floor was open, it meant that the Eight Directions Food Tower was hosting a grand banquet for their guests.
As for the ninth floor... That was exclusively reserved for Nie Jun, and it was because of this exclusive treatment that the Food Tower dared to set such rules.
"They're here."
Qingfeng Zhenren sat behind a wooden table and waved at the two of them.
Contrary to Chen Zhong's expectations, the place was not luxurious at all and was even somewhat shabby, not far off from a street-side eatery.
The young man seemed a bit uncomfortable, but he still smiled and nodded, "Please sit."
Shen Yi calmly took a seat, "May I ask why Qingfeng Zhenren has invited me here?"
If he remembered correctly, up until now, he had had no dealings with Wutong Mountain... except for the spirit-gathering furnace in the storage treasure artifact.
"A brilliant young talent, it's a pleasure to meet you." Qingfeng Zhenren's lips curved up, and he didn't hold back on his praise, "Let's eat first, we'll talk later."
However, coming from someone with such a youthful appearance, these words seemed a bit amusing.
As if noticing Shen Yi's discomfort, Qingfeng Zhenren rolled his eyes, "I may look young, but that's because I broke through to the Grand Unity realm quickly. I've actually lived for over three thousand and eight hundred years... Now, let's eat."
With that eye-roll, whatever aura of a sage he had cultivated was gone, and he seemed nothing like a cultivator who had lived for nearly four millennia.
Chen Zhong, who was from Da Qian, remained silent despite his connection to Wutong Mountain. He knew how proud the disciples of Wutong Mountain were.
This Qingfeng Zhenren was simply better at concealing it.
Soon, Mei Xiyao lifted the cloth curtain, but she didn't have the qualifications to serve the dishes. That honor went to the thick-necked old man, the owner of the Eight Directions Food Tower.
The dish was extremely simple.
Each person had a plate with a few pieces of tendon meat soaked in a thick, oily, red sauce.
Qingfeng Zhenren didn't even use chopsticks and directly dug in with his hands, stuffing the meat into his mouth.
Shen Yi had just begun to chew when a cold glint appeared in his eyes.
In his mouth, that insignificant piece of meat transformed into demon blood and was swallowed into his belly.
One piece of meat, one drop of blood.
If this wasn't the flesh of a Demon Emperor, Shen Yi would have crushed the plate and swallowed it whole.
He didn't think that his current identity warranted such a precious treat.
Although Chen Zhong didn't possess the Blood Transformation ability, when the beef entered his stomach, he immediately sensed something amiss.
He paused, chopsticks frozen in mid-air.
"Master Qingfeng, please get to the point." Shen Yi put down his chopsticks and looked at the man across from him.
"No, you really have to eat. I'll feel embarrassed if you don't," Qingfeng Zhenren waved his hand, continuing to gobble down the tendon meat.
Only when the plate was empty did he lift his head to look at the silent pair, and said helplessly, "Actually, it has nothing to do with you. I mainly wanted to talk to him today."
He pointed at Chen Zhong.
"Ah?" Chen Zhong looked up in surprise.
The next moment, the old man's entire face turned deathly pale.
"Go back to Da Qian after you finish eating, and don't come out for the next few hundred years."
Qingfeng Zhenren wiped his hands on his sleeves. "My senior brother directly slaughtered the Blood Transformation Demon Emperor. This meat you're eating is his doing, and I couldn't stop him. He has a dog's temper, whoever offends him dies."
"The Thousand Demon Cave may not dare to come to my Wutong Mountain and act so arrogantly."
"You've seen the fate of Xuan Guang Cave. A Transformation Realm immortal dies when he says so."
"But what I'm most worried about is Da Qian. Those few golden bodies in the Martial Temple can't leave the Imperial City, can they? Your ancestor is still sleeping, and your territory is so vast... tsk."
Seeing Chen Zhong nearly faint, Qingfeng Zhenren awkwardly tried to reassure him, "Actually, it may not be so. They might go after my senior brother instead."
Was it really uncertain?
Chen Zhong struggled to maintain his composure. Between Nie Jun and Da Qian, which one was the easier target? Did it really need further thought?
The Blood Transformation Demon Emperor of the Nineteenth Cave had just died... and before that, the White Feather Demon Emperor as well.
Wouldn't the Thousand Demon Cave go insane?
The land of the Nine Provinces was full of weaknesses, making it impossible to defend.
"My Wutong Mountain is not the kind of cowardly rat that does something and then denies it. Several of my senior brothers and sisters have broken through the pass and are doing their best to attract the wrath of the Thousand Demon Cave."
"Anyway... good luck to you." Qingfeng Zhenren shook his head.
When immortals fight, mortals suffer.
This was never just an empty phrase.
Senior Brother Nie was just killing demons, he didn't have any malicious intentions, but his gaze was too high, and he couldn't see the mortals beneath his feet.
"Senior, Chen takes his leave."
Chen Zhong stood up shakily, his mind in turmoil as he cupped his hands towards Shen Yi, then slowly walked downstairs.
"Why don't you look so good either?"
Qingfeng Zhenren sighed and then looked curiously at the young man across from him.
"Is that so?" Shen Yi picked up another piece of beef and popped it into his mouth, his eyes calm and unperturbed.
"Then I must have seen wrong."
Qingfeng Zhenren smiled faintly, and finally, his youthful face took on a hint of the aura of Wutong Mountain.
Zhang Chengyi woke up and found that the people around him hadn't changed, but the world had.
The Abyssal World had descended, monsters invaded, and humans could awaken various abilities to explore the abyss and resist the monsters.
However, he discovered that the ability he had awakened seemed a bit useless.
...
"Increase teammates' strength by 1000%. Your teammates have been enhanced!"
"Your teammate has gone berserk, their emotions and state have peaked, but they are still about to collapse. Do you want to recall all bonus attributes and permanently enhance yourself instead?"
...
At the end of the abyss, the supreme demon god, who had destroyed countless worlds, looked down at the human team that had exhausted all their strength yet still couldn't defeat him. They lay on the ground, devoid of any fighting spirit, mere weaklings.
Suddenly, the support member who had been hiding at the back of the team stood up and slowly walked towards the demon god. With each step, they grew stronger, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into an ancient giant god that filled the entire abyss, looking down on everything.
"Insects of the abyss, you've done your best!"
(End of Chapter)
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