Cultivation: the Rise of a Live-In Son-In-Law
Chapter 496 - 494: Visitors from the Nine Nether Realm Arrive at City of Chaos to Ask for Directions? They Run Straight into Youluo’s Gate!
After a while.
Looking at the mountain range, a faint white mist gradually emerged, vaguely shrouding the surrounding area. Lu Ye nodded with satisfaction.
The shield array was almost complete. This white mist was the deceptive effect emitted by the shield array.
Soon after, Lu Ye prepared to refine the jade tokens, as only by holding the tokens could one navigate the area freely.
Of course, the first to be crafted were several main tokens, which would unlock more permissions later.
Array formations and the Alchemy Dao both require immense energy. In the blink of an eye, several days sneaked by.
...
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
In a mountain valley lush with vegetation.
Two figures suddenly appeared here, as if they were transported by something.
"Is this Xuanzhou?" One of them surveyed the surroundings, fatigued, and said.
Having emerged from the Nine Nether Realm and entered the Cross-Domain Transmission Array, they were completely disoriented.
If this wasn’t the Xuanzhou, they’d have to find a way to return on their own.
The other, a Mortal Realm Ninth Layer male, emanating a certain Yin Qi, seemed more spirited and responded.
"Whether it is or isn’t, just find someone to ask, then we’ll know. I believe... it’s likely here."
The weary man’s surprise was palpable: "How do you know? Have you been here before?"
The Mortal Realm Ninth Layer male shook his head and replied, "Of course I haven’t been here... it’s just a feeling."
The weary man: "..."
Just as the two set off, they barely left the valley when they encountered several people.
Those people looked at the two emerging from the valley with curiosity.
After a moment, this group quickly departed.
"Why do I feel like they looked at us oddly?" the Mortal Realm Ninth Layer man pondered aloud.
The fatigued Mortal Realm Eighth Layer didn’t think much of it, waved dismissively, and said, "Who cares if it’s odd? Our immediate priority is finding someone to ask where this is, that’s the most important task."
The Mortal Realm Ninth Layer agreed with his companion’s logic and scanned the surroundings...
Spotting a vague silhouette of a large city in the direction the group left, he announced, "There’s one over there, let’s go."
Soon after, when the two arrived.
They had not yet entered the city when a hastily assembled group intercepted them.
The leader was an elder, possessing Martial Dao Grandmaster cultivation.
Of course, this level of cultivation was trivial to the two from the Nine Nether Realm.
Unexpectedly, the ants in their eyes widened in surprise upon seeing them. A man they had met earlier pointed at them, exclaiming, "It’s them!"
The elder chuckled amiably, "My friends, if you’re not too busy, could you accompany me? Rest assured, we mean no harm."
The Mortal Realm Ninth Layer man furrowed his brows, "I don’t have the time. If there’s something, find someone else."
Seeing their non-compliance, the elder’s smile began to fade.
"I’m afraid it’s not up to you two, please come with me. We just want to ask you a few things."
The weary Mortal Realm Eighth Layer snorted impatiently, "I said no, which means no! Are you seeking death, you ant?!"
With those words, a terrifying aura erupted from the Nine Nether Realm Mortal Realm Eighth Layer man’s body.
Instantly, the confident elder’s expression altered drastically.
In the face of this overwhelming aura, the Martial Dao Grandmaster level elder felt as helpless as a child, unable to resist.
"...Quickly call the Sect Leader!" the elder hesitated not a moment, opting to seek help from within.
These two were too fierce, perhaps only the Sect Leader could handle them.
"No sect will do any good, while I’m still in a good mood, get lost," the Mortal Realm Eighth Layer from the Nine Nether Realm coldly stated.
If not fearing causing a commotion that might hinder their upcoming mission.
These ants daring to be so insolent before them, would have been sent to meet their ancestors long ago.
Just then, there was a commotion from within the city, as if someone was hurrying outwards.
In that instant, the duo’s intuition told them something was off.
Yet they didn’t consider the Grandmaster Realm’s occupant to be very strong; even at best, just another Mortal Realm Grandmaster.
They, one Eighth Layer, the other Ninth Layer, united, who could contend with them?
At this moment, a figure in black robes finally arrived outside the city.
Under the black robe, Youluo gazed at the two figures with a start, wondering where these Mortal Realm Grandmasters came from.
Soon, Youluo’s face showed a hint of delight.
This aura... she knew it all too well!
Unexpectedly, the ones she sent to find people from the Nine Nether Realm ended up with two right at the Chaos City’s doorstep.
"Mortal Realm Eighth Layer, Mortal Realm Ninth Layer?" Youluo didn’t mind much since she couldn’t intercede in her husband’s current battle.
Facing Mortal Realm cultivators posed no issue for her.
"I advise you to first follow me," Youluo coldly addressed, "You wouldn’t want to... fail your mission, would you?"
Youluo didn’t initially use force.
She discovered that since learning a trick from her husband, persuading with reason rather than force was quite effective.
Upon listening, the duo’s hearts skipped a beat: how did this black-robed figure know they came with a mission?!
No way!
They had just arrived from the Nine Nether Realm, this matter known only to heaven, earth, the Domain Master, and themselves.
No outsiders could possibly know!
"Who... are you?" After exchanging glances, the Nine Nether Realm’s Mortal Realm Ninth Layer asked, somewhat heavily, "I don’t know what you’re talking about."
"Whether you know or not is inconsequential. I think you’ll be very interested in what I have to say, hinting at... Nine..." As Youluo watched their puzzled yet shocked expressions, she nearly laughed aloud.
To think, using Lu Ye’s methods could have such an effect.
It seemed more rewarding than forcing compliance with fists.
Nine what?!
Indeed, upon hearing Youluo’s subsequent words, akin to a massive hammer, the duo’s hearts skipped in shock.
No way... could she really know?!