CHAPTER 549: CHAPTER 325: ACTUALLY, HE IS A GOOD PERSON_2

"Even with several Immortal Monarchs exerting immense pressure, his old bones never wavered. He not only refused to launch an attack but also preserved countless documents about Yan Ruyu, stubbornly holding on to this day."

"However, it’s likely that once he can no longer endure, the Taixu Sect will still bow to the pressure. I suppose you know why he eventually defected to the Demon Race, transforming into a demon-dragon."

Silence.

Just focusing on the bowl of pickled peanuts.

Although he wanted to pretend he hadn’t heard anything, he knew that every matter has two sides. He understood how terrifyingly desperate it must have been to force an Immortal Monarch to betray his race.

He even put himself in Yan Ruyu’s shoes, and then his chopsticks suddenly froze in mid-air.

Because to his horror, he realized if he had to choose now, he might make the exact same choice!

Sever all connections with the Human Clan, then go all out to preserve his life, bide his time, shed his skin, and ultimately make a comeback, dragging everyone who persecuted him down.

"Haven’t you ever wondered why he was expunged from the Human Clan, wasn’t it just because he joined the Demon Race?"

"Having a clear conscience, there is no fear of ghosts knocking on the door. The Great Sects, pressured by other Immortal Monarchs or Demon Lords, had no choice but to destroy all information about Yan Ruyu. In fact, they also intended to eradicate all news regarding the Demon Night True Monarch."

"After all, it is considered a blemish in the entire Cultivation World, and that expelled Immortal Monarch became the recognized sacrifice of others."

At this point, Jiang Feng interrupted, drank a mouthful of the sweet yet spicy green plum wine, and exhaled a breath of turbid air, his face serious.

"Senior Sister, have we digressed?"

"Weren’t we talking about the matter concerning Immortal Monarch Duxian? How did it inexplicably involve me?"

"Our initial topic seemed to be about why Immortal Monarch Duxian saw so many strange things and was ultimately driven insane."

"As for the ominous thing in my body... ah, never mind."

Waving his hand, he wasn’t intentionally avoiding the topic; it’s just that tonight’s main theme clearly wasn’t this. After all, he knew most of the affairs about Demon Night True Monarch and had secretly gathered quite a bit of information.

After all, only fifty-odd years had passed since that great battle. Sometimes, he would visit the elders in the sect or encounter some senior uncles, subtly inquiring while showing interest in past stories, and before they realized it, they would divulge information.

But surprisingly, Liu Tangxi did not change the topic but instead earnestly stated, "Because these two people died for the same reason. Or rather, haven’t you realized why Yan Ruyu became the ultimate sacrifice yet?"

"..."

Speechless.

Based on his speculation, inference, and information obtained from his senior sister, Jiang Feng had already formed a preliminary judgment about this Cultivation World. Previously, his mentioned cake theory was highly applicable across the Cultivation World.

Even if not exactly the same, the difference wouldn’t be too significant, yet there was a perplexing question here.

You cultivate this immortality yet cannot transcend the Three Realms, nor defy the laws of nature. What exactly is your cultivation aiming for? And what external factors force everyone present to fight to the death just to carve out a piece of the cake?

Logically speaking, the normal cycle of birth, aging, illness, and death should suffice to keep the Cultivation World functioning, so why resort to such extreme measures?

Isn’t it better to control the number of cultivators?

Moreover.

How do you know there will be impending chaos in the Cultivation World? Why were candidates prepared in advance?

Baffled, Liu Xianzi straightened up and, mimicking Jiang Feng’s actions, they both sat on the bed. Given their realm, they naturally didn’t worry about food staining the bedding, merely holding onto their drinks.

"In the Cultivation World, chaos erupts every few centuries. The timing is uncertain, but it mostly occurs every six to eight hundred years, and before each chaos, there is a cry of anguish from some gluttonous creature underground."

"That is the signal, serving as a bloody lesson for the whole Cultivation... no, the entire world."

"And the massive creature issuing these cries is buried on an inconspicuous island in the East Sea."

A face full of question marks.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng was finally dumbfounded; it even seemed absurd. So, your judgement on when a tribute is needed isn’t because a terrifying catastrophe is imminent.

Is it because you hear crying?

Ah?

Seeing the expression on his junior brother’s face, Liu Tangxi gave a helpless smile for the first time, raised her hand, and, not bothered by the mess, directly knocked his head with chopsticks.

"What are you thinking? Don’t find it absurd. That’s information acquired at the cost of lives by predecessors of the Cultivation World. Don’t underestimate them. They must have tried countless methods to prevent it, and perhaps this most foolish method now is still the only effective one."

"Sigh, so what exactly is that crying thing underground? Is it formidable? It can even render Immortal Monarch-level immortals powerless? Will it kill us all if we don’t kill each other? What a perverse pleasure."

He was truly unable to hold it anymore.

He had guessed for so long, so many brain cells died, yet after all this, it was still an urban legend. A monster underground that demands a few people to eat periodically, or else it would bring about world destruction, making everyone pay the price.

And yet those so-called big shots in the Cultivation World didn’t think of defeating the BOSS but instead fought amongst themselves fiercely. Nobody wanted to be eaten, so everyone eagerly rushed to offer themselves...

But wait.

Mr. Jiang, who had been slouching with disdain, suddenly straightened up!

He suddenly remembered the matter his senior sister mentioned was related to Immortal Monarch Duxian, meaning it was connected to the notes he had just copied. No matter how dull he was, he realized this wasn’t just a classic villain plot.

His mouth wide open, his voice stammering, halting.

"Holy... no way, could it be that Immortal Monarch Duxian went to meet the underground creature and went insane, and then brought it back?"

Placing his hand in his bosom, he took out the already much-praised bamboo scroll.

His eyes revealed disbelief, and although his tone held questioning, he was nearly certain in his heart of what he thought.

And his senior sister’s answer...

"Not entirely hopelessly stupid."

Taking a small sip from the wine jug.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jiang felt a shiver down his spine, a chill reaching his back. Just as he was about to ask, the woman in front of him spoke first: "I’ll give the conclusion first."

"The gluttonous creature underground is not as terrifying as imagined. It possesses no power, nor spiritual energy. Many Immortal Monarchs have attempted to explore it over the years, but few returned, and those who did mostly fell into madness."

"Immortal Monarch Duxian is famous because he was the only one to return alive, and he brought back some intelligence. It’s said he took something from the underground, but it’s been so long that even I only heard about it, and I don’t know who ended up with it."

"Additionally, although those survivors kept their lives, they went insane and developed incurable diseases. According to the investigation by other great powers, after entering the underground realm, they never once used any spiritual energy or showed any flow of it."

"Therefore, it’s initially suspected that there might be something underground that can completely suppress spiritual energy."

"Moreover, this so-called incurable disease is truly bizarre. According to records, those few Immortal Monarchs suffered extreme pain before dying, with flesh and skin rotting and peeling off, exposing white bones, resembling decaying corpses."

"Their three souls and seven spirits were entirely empty, souls scattered and extinguished. Even those who got close would feel unwell and also become ill, and it’s a terrible disease that even Transcendance Tribulation Stage masters in the Cultivation World couldn’t withstand."

"Finally, the underground occasionally emits red light and cries, leading to worldwide chaos and numerous fatalities among cultivators whenever the cries are heard."

"Junior Brother, do you know what exactly that gluttonous creature underground is?"