Chapter 127 - 88: Changes in Langhuan Blessed Land and Ten Thousand Demon Abyss

Upon hearing this, Xiang Wenlong’s expression hardened.

It was the first time he had encountered such a request — someone wanting to exchange their slot in the Langhuan Blessed Land for Spirit Stones?

Since the appearance of the Langhuan Blessed Land, no one had ever made such a request, nor would anyone be crazy enough to do so. But seeing Wen Jiu’s serious expression, Xiang Wenlong was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Are you serious?"

Wen Jiu nodded, "Elder Xiang, I am serious. Compared to the Langhuan Blessed Land, the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss is definitely more suitable for me. Could you talk to the Great Elder about exchanging this reward for Spirit Stones?"

"There’s never been such a precedent." If it were anyone else, he would have just thrown them into the Langhuan Blessed Land single-handedly.

Spoiling you indeed.

And still daring to make demands.

If you want to go, go!

But having seen Wen Jiu’s heterodox demonic talent, perhaps just as Wen Jiu claimed, the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss was more suitable for him.

But how was he to broach the subject with the Great Elder?

No, wait.

He could find Ye Chen!

That old guy Ye Chen would surely have a way.

Seeing Xiang Wenlong deep in thought, Wen Jiu hurriedly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, Elder Xiang!"

"I haven’t agreed yet." Although speaking of disagreement, Xiang Wenlong waved his hand and turned away.

...

Soon after.

Xiang Wenlong found Ye Chen.

Upon learning of the matter, Ye Chen’s expression showed a trace of anger, "That boy really wants to take root in the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss?"

Though displeased, Ye Chen did not say much more and carefully pondered over Wen Jiu’s words.

To be honest,

the Langhuan Blessed Land might truly not suit Wen Jiu.

The Langhuan Blessed Land indeed had abundant Spiritual Qi and various fortuitous opportunities. With good luck, one might even acquire Qi Cultivation Secret Techniques. But Wen Jiu’s cultivation path was the Heterodox Dao, and going to the Langhuan Blessed Land might not yield much for him.

However, his initial thought was to let him train at the Langhuan Blessed Land, compete with fellow students, and increase his combat experience.

After all, merely focusing on bitter cultivation does not yield combat experience, which must be accumulated through countless battles.

He wondered why he could fight at the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer, withstanding the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer, and even the Ninth Layer. Besides the Thousand-Pound Tyrant Axe, it was also thanks to his decade of rigorous training.

During those ten years, he continually hunted demons in the Demon Abyss, facing life-and-death crises no fewer than a hundred times, which shaped his current strength. He hoped Wen Jiu could be like him, rather than having empty high-level martial prowess.

"Why don’t you persuade the Great Elder? I think the boy’s words make sense." Xiang Wenlong interrupted Ye Chen’s thoughts.

Ye Chen solemnly retorted, "Do you think I let him go to the Langhuan Blessed Land for mere cultivation?"

"You wouldn’t..."

Xiang Wenlong suddenly realized something.

Because he knew of Ye Chen’s past craziness.

"But this time, going to the Langhuan Blessed Land involves not just newcomers, but also other elder’s direct disciples, as well as the Twelve Departments’ elite. Are you letting him fight with them to the death too early?"

Ye Chen shook his head, "His performance in the Black Spirit Tower was too outstanding. He can’t stay on the main peak forever, and if he leaves and is targeted by the Celestial Left Alliance, do you think they’ll spare him just because he’s young?"

"They won’t."

Xiang Wenlong could only nod helplessly.

He couldn’t defeat Ye Chen, neither in words nor strength.

It was truly frustrating.

Ye Chen paid no further attention to Xiang Wenlong and, controlling his flying spiritual artifact, headed straight towards the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss without looking back.

As Wen Jiu sensed Ye Chen’s approach, he quickly got up from the pit, "Master, why have you come?"

With a stern face, Ye Chen asked, "Do you know who’s going to the Langhuan Blessed Land this time?"

"Disciple does not know."

Wen Jiu silently thought things might be bad.

Could it be that the exchange for Spirit Stones won’t work, and he must go to the Langhuan Blessed Land?

Half a year’s time.

As long as the Yin Evil Qi of the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss hasn’t been absorbed to thinness by him, it’s enough for him to advance to the Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer.

What’s the point of going to the Langhuan Blessed Land?

Ye Chen stood with hands behind his back, listing them, "This time, there’s Wang Xianzhi, and the third direct disciple of the Spiritual Agriculture Department’s main peak elder, Ye Ling. A top-grade single-attribute spirit root, first in swordsman talent among the younger generation, once slaying a Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer with a sword while at the Qi Cultivation Third Layer; also Fu Long, the main peak elder’s direct disciple of the Talisman Room..."

Ye Chen listed a total of ten geniuses.

Then he continued, "Although the environment of Langhuan Blessed Land may not suit your cultivation as well as the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss, but if you contend with them, it will definitely yield more than you clandestine cultivate in the Demon Abyss for three to five years. Don’t doubt; I walked this path. You won’t nurture a Killing Axe by burying your head in cultivation! If, when encountering an unbeatable opponent, lamenting over your own weakness, it would be too late!"

Wen Jiu understood Ye Chen’s well-intentions.

But if he truly cultivated in the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss for three to five years, he was confident in elevating all his Three Corpses to the realm above that of zombies, his own level surely wouldn’t be less than the late stage of Qi Cultivation.

But he couldn’t say this.

Nor dared to say it.

This made Wen Jiu hesitant.

How could he persuade his master?

If he didn’t provide a proper reason and refused to go, even if whatever he demonstrated outwardly were extraordinary, Ye Chen wouldn’t regard him as a disciple anymore. Thus, he’d lose the precious backing he worked hard to get.

But what reason to use for persuasion?

Showcasing power?

No way.

Who knows what consequences the fluttering wings of a butterfly could bring?

Is it good or bad?

Moreover, showing seven, hiding three is his principle, revealing more would be excessive.

If so.

Then another excuse needed to be found.

But just as Wen Jiu was pondering, the True Spirit Blood Qi within the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss suddenly began to surge abnormally, spreading outward in ripple-like waves, one after another growing stronger.