Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 656 - : Alone Again

Chapter 656 -656: Alone Again

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Regaining his senses, Wang Chen suddenly felt that something was amiss.

It was the matter of time that didn’t seem right.

In the Wormhole Space, he had battled the skeletal remains for an extensive length of time, depleting a considerable amount of spiritual power stored in the Heaven-Ensnaring Punisher Net. He estimated that it had exceeded two hours.

However, upon returning to the passage leading to the Demon Den, Wang Chen felt as though only a few moments had passed.

This sensation was very subtle and not completely clear.

But Wang Chen was certain it wasn’t his imagination!

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Cultivators usually have an accurate perception of time, even underground where the sun does not shine, they make no mistake.

The basis for this perception is one’s own heartbeat, the higher the cultivation level, the more precise it is.

Wang Chen suspected that the time flow in the Wormhole Space greatly differed from that in the Demon Den.

However, the present wasn’t the time for research, and he didn’t want to expose the secret of his having been to the Wormhole, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, Wang Chen discreetly continued with his tasks for the day.

After completing his routine patrol tasks without issue, Wang Chen hurried to the dining hall.

“Master Lu!”

To Wang Chen’s surprise and delight, he saw Lu Yanyi in the dining hall!

Lu Yanyi was the former prison guard who had led him before.

In the Demon Den, Lu Yanyi was a true veteran among the prison guards.

Many new guards, like Wang Chen, had been mentored by him and received his respected guidance.

Some of those people survived until the day they were freed from the clutches of the Demon Den!

Due to his high prestige, the guards reverently referred to him as “Master Lu”.

While ‘master’ and ‘father’ differ fundamentally, the former is also a term of respect granted by everyone’s genuine acknowledgment.

Lu Yanyi was sitting at a dining table surrounded by people who were all expressing their concerns with numerous questions.

Earlier, some had said that Lu Yanyi had gone missing; others speculated that he had accidentally entered a wormhole, with the odds of calamity far outweighing those of fortune.

Now that Master Lu had returned safely, many were genuinely happy for him.

Including Wang Chen.

Hearing Wang Chen’s voice, Lu Yanyi turned his head and smiled faintly at him.

It was then that Wang Chen noticed Master Lu’s hair had completely turned white, and several deep wrinkles had appeared on his face, making him look decades older than before.

It should be noted that cultivators of the Purple Mansion can live for over a hundred years and maintain their vitality as long as they do not lose their cultivation level, and unless the Taoist Foundation is damaged, sudden aging should not occur.

Yet Lu Yanyi didn’t seem to be severely injured from Wang Chen’s perspective.

But no matter what, it was good to be alive.

Since there were many people around Lu Yanyi, Wang Chen did not go over to make a fuss but instead got his meal and found a quiet spot to sit down. While eating, he listened to the old prison guard’s conversation with others.

Regarding his “disappearance” for several days, Lu Yanyi did not deny it.

But he also did not explain where he had been or whether he had indeed wandered into a wormhole as others guessed.

The old guard simply expressed his gratitude for everyone’s concern and then skillfully avoided discussing topics of interest to them.

The crowd around him quickly dispersed as a result.

Lu Yanyi seemed unfazed by this and suddenly got up and sat down opposite Wang Chen.

“Little Wang, do you still have wine?”

Wang Chen nodded, taking out a jug of Spiritual Wine from his Sumeru Ring, “Master Lu, the righteous have divine protection – it’s good that you’re unharmed.”

Lu Yanyi shook his head with a wry smile.

He grabbed the jug, slapped open the mud seal on the mouth, and then drank like a fish, emptying the bottom in the blink of an eye.

“Exhilarating!”

The old prison guard placed the empty jug heavily on the table, wiped the liquor off his white beard, and, after a long sigh, said, “Wang Chen, I’m leaving, and this time it’s for real.”

Wang Chen was stunned. “You’re leaving the Demon Den?”

“Yes.”

However, Lu Yanyi didn’t show a hint of excitement or agitation, as if leaving was no longer a dream he cherished: “Yeah, leaving this damned Demon Den for good.”

Wang Chen smiled and said, “Then congratulations are in order.”

Lu Yanyi chuckled with a laugh that was heavy with self-mockery and sarcasm.

He didn’t explain anything, only saying, “Of all the new juniors, I have the highest hopes for you to escape this sea of misery, but it’s unlikely we’ll have the chance to meet again, so you just keep working hard.”

As he spoke, Lu Yanyi took a wooden plaque from his sleeve and put it in front of Wang Chen: “I can’t just drink your wine for nothing, and I don’t have many Spirit Stones left, so take this Amulet as a keepsake.”

Wang Chen didn’t refuse, accepting it with both hands.

It was a peach-wood Amulet, exquisitely crafted, and even with Wang Chen’s knowledge from the “True Explanation of Upper Clear Spirit Talisman Atlas,” he couldn’t find any flaw.

The material of the Amulet itself was excellent, appearing to be made of something over a thousand years old, with a thick patina polished onto its surface, clearly not an ordinary object.

“Thank you, senior,” Wang Chen said.

Lu Yanyi waved his hand and sighed, “Remember to carry it with you at all times, it could save your life when it really matters.”

He then asked Wang Chen for another jug of Spiritual Wine.

This time, he didn’t open it to drink immediately but put it into his Storage Bag.

In return, Lu Yanyi shared his many years of experience as a prison guard in great detail with Wang Chen.

He told Wang Chen which prison cells contained the most troublesome Demons and fiends, which ones could be communicated with, which should never be spoken to, which were ferocious and dangerous, and which might seem strong but were actually weak, covering everything in one go.

What’s more, Lu Yanyi conveyed all this to Wang Chen via voice transmission!

“Time to rest, time to rest!”

After a long conversation with Wang Chen, Lu Yanyi seemed satisfied, wiped off the liquor from his beard, then staggered out of the dining hall, his left hand holding miscellaneous items and his right hand carrying an empty wine jug.

Watching the old senior’s figure disappear into the passageway outside, Wang Chen felt an indescribable sense of loss.

He was alone once more!

The next morning, the first thing Wang Chen did was to hang the peach-wood Amulet at his waist.

Even if it wasn’t a show of great bravery, it could at least provide some peace of mind.

After Lu Yanyi’s departure, Wang Chen’s life was unaffected.

Each morning, he would rise, patrol the prison area following a set route, check the Array nodes, and provide regular meals to a cadre of Demons and fiends, gradually blending into the same routine as most of the prison guards.

The Wormhole never appeared again, as if it had just been a dream that Wang Chen and the other prison guards once had.

But the arrival of a new group of prison guards told Wang Chen that the recent frequent appearances of the Wormhole had caused a significant impact behind the scenes, and it would continue to have an impact!

One day, Wang Chen came to the place where he had discovered the Wormhole before.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, as if something important was about to happen!

The next moment, Wang Chen vanished from the spot.

Again?

Wang Chen, having had the experience before, didn’t panic in the slightest, staying cool-headed and alert until the transportation ended.

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