Tian Ning didn't expect that she had stumbled upon the lair of the Demonic Cultivator Souls.
No wonder the Demonic Qi was rampant below; it turns out that it was suppressing the Devil Race army that invaded the Central Continent a thousand years ago.
Thinking of the junior uncle that Pang Yi and the others were looking for, Tian Ning specially asked for help: "Ten years ago, when the Immortal Island Secret Realm opened, did anyone mistakenly enter here? Is he still alive?"
Pang Yi had said that after their junior uncle disappeared, his Soul Lamp had not been extinguished for ten years.
"Are you looking for someone?"
Hearing this, Zhong Fu breathed a sigh of relief and seriously answered Tian Ning's question: "As you can see, the cultivators who enter the Grand Hall cannot escape the fate of being possessed. The only chance to survive is to become one of those monsters outside, affected by the Poison Mist, neither human nor ghost."
"But the Immortal Island Secret Realm is so vast; the person you're looking for might be trapped somewhere else, not necessarily here."
After all, the cultivators who entered here were either possessed or became monsters.
Zhong Fu spoke, paying close attention to Tian Ning's expression. He still held out hope that if he answered well, Tian Ning would let him go.
Tian Ning could be certain that the junior uncle was down here; after all, Lei Tianzhi, the Diviner who could calculate her appearance, did have some skill.
But what Zhong Fu said did make sense; those monsters affected by the mist were indeed still considered alive...
Tian Ning thought for a moment and explained what she knew in more detail: "That person is a Lingyun Sect disciple, wearing Sect Robes; he should be easy to recognize. Do you really have no impression?"
Lingyun Sect was also a Sect that had existed for a thousand years. During the great war a thousand years ago, Zhong Fu might have clashed with Lingyun Sect; it's unlikely he wouldn't have any impression at all.
"Lingyun Sect…"
Upon mentioning these three words, the already thin Demonic Qi on Zhong Fu's body became agitated. "That damned Sect! If it weren't for them, how could Demon Venerable have failed to conquer the Central Continent!"
Tian Ning raised an eyebrow; it seems the origins were quite deep.
"So, did you see anyone from Lingyun Sect?"
After spending this time together, Tian Ning also learned some things about the junior uncle from Pang Yi.
Due to the decline of Lingyun Sect and its poverty, their junior uncle was the only one from Lingyun Sect to enter the Immortal Island Secret Realm in the past hundred years. Therefore, there's no need to consider any other physical features; just the Sect Robes will suffice.
"No…" Zhong Fu answered quickly, but a trace of unnaturalness quickly flashed across his eyes.
But there was Tian Ning and eleven Sword Spirits here, twenty-four eyes watching him.
Immediately, a Sword Spirit jumped up and spoke: "Ningning, he's lying!"
This old man has quite a few ulterior motives; his life is in other people's hands, and yet he still dares to not tell the truth.
It was the Sangbiao Sword that exposed him.
Despite the fierce-sounding name, the Sangbiao Sword's Sword Spirit was a cute-looking little loli. She walked over, lifted Zhong Fu with one hand, and swung the other into a fist, warning him with a meaningful expression: "Old Thing, do you want to die!?"
Zhong Fu: "…"
Is it really okay for such a cute face to say such brutal words?
Hehe——
It was the cold laughter from the other Sword Spirits!
This Sangbiao, when he transformed before, looked like a muscular man whose muscles were about to explode. As a result, in order to attract Ningning, he was remade, creating this appearance!
What kind of cute little loli? It's just a eunuch who castrated himself!
Tian Ning didn't stop the Sangbiao Sword. She waved her hand casually and said, "I am a very kind person; I will never force an elderly person to say things they don't want to say."
Zhong Fu: "?"
"I will ask other Demonic Cultivator Souls about this; you can rest in peace!"
Zhong Fu: "…"
He understood why the Demon Sword liked this girl. She was so ruthless; if she ever became a Fallen Demon, her methods would surely become even more cruel!
Seeing the Sangbiao Sword condensing Sword Qi, about to deliver the final blow, Zhong Fu immediately surrendered: "Don't kill me! I… I'll tell you everything!"
Tian Ning yawned and gestured for him to hurry up.
Zhong Fu had never seen someone so irritating, yet he was helpless against Tian Ning and could only honestly speak:
"Ten years ago… there was indeed a Lingyun Sect disciple who mistakenly entered here; we didn't kill him…"
Tian Ning raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.
These Demonic Cultivator Souls were not kind people. Any living person who came in would be possessed; the fact that they kept this person alive clearly meant there was a greater benefit.
Tian Ning asked, "Why did you spare his life?"
Zhong Fu remained silent for a long time before speaking.
"Dragon Vein—"
The Dragon Vein is a place where Spiritual Energy gathers.
It is said that the Central Continent has more Spiritual Energy than other continents because of the Dragon Vein buried there. However, to everyone it's only a legend. Tian Ning never expected that this matter could be related to the Dragon Vein.
Zhong Fu: "Today's cultivators may not know this, but we are very clear. A thousand years ago, in that bloody war, the Righteous Path, in order to deal with our army, used a Formation that almost exhausted all the Spiritual Energy of the entire Central Continent, depleting the Spiritual Veins."
"In the end, they buried a new Dragon Vein, which is why the Central Continent now has a continuous supply of Spiritual Energy."
"And only the people of Lingyun Sect know where the new Dragon Vein is buried!"
This makes sense. The Dragon Vein is incredibly important. Even after a thousand years, these Demonic Cultivator Souls still haven't given up on invading the Central Continent.
"At first, we tried to possess him, but we didn't expect that Lingyun Sect was so impoverished now. That person actually had a Divine Tool for protection that prevented us from possessing him… For ten years, we could only temporarily keep him trapped here, looking for an opportunity to possess him and find a way to break the Formation and leave…"
"Where are you keeping him now?" Tian Ning had almost finished asking her questions and was about to leave.
"I can take you there," At some point, Zhong Fu's eyes towards Tian Ning became more ardent. "Since the Demon Sword has chosen you, you are the new master of the Devil Realm! As long as you agree to help us break this Formation, the souls of my ten thousand Demonic Cultivator armies will serve you as master! And help you conquer the Central Continent and unify the world!"
Tian Ning: "…"
This old man would be a pity not to work in a pyramid scheme.
Zhong Fu looked excited, and his transparent soul even became more substantial: "As long as we get the Dragon Vein and gather the Devil Race army, it won't be a dream!"
Tian Ning remained calm: "Thanks for the invitation."
She still preferred lying in bed reading storybooks and slacking off.
Zhong Fu: "…"
Zhong Fu couldn't believe that Tian Ning would refuse: "My new master, at that time, under the Heavenly Dao, only you will be supreme!"
That's a position second to none, above tens of thousands!
Tian Ning: "Don't paint me a picture; I'm a salted fish; I can't bite into it."
She had already downloaded the national anti-fraud app!
On the other hand, the Demon Sword was moved. Wasn't this exactly what Zhong Fu initially aimed for?
He said that Ningning was her chosen one. Just casually strolling through a Secret Realm could lead to such a once-in-a-millennium opportunity! Now, a bright future is in front of her; how could she miss it!
"Ningning, how about…"
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