Immortal of the Nine Realms-Chapter 774: I Will Definitely Visit You in the Future

Yang Qing and the others were stunned.

"The Falling Whale King!? Isn't that one of the major overlords of the Immortal Demonic Sea!?"

"Let's go back," Fang Chen said indifferently.

The Nascent Souls quickly returned to the lantern.

Fang Chen stored the lamp in his storage ring, then silently stared at the woman.

The woman kicked the sea turtle's head aside and flashed a faint smile at Fang Chen. "I heard you killed Monk Qingyu from Haiye Temple."

"I did kill a monk, but I'm not sure if he's the one you're referring to," Fang Chen said.

"Logically speaking, since the Haiye Temple and I have some grudges, and you killed Monk Qingyu, I shouldn't make things difficult for you," the woman said with a smile. "But you also had my subordinate, the Turtle Demonic Wanderer, serve as your mount for a while. In that case, it seems you owe me a bit."

"You didn't come here to ask for a favor, did you?" Fang Chen said.

"If you hand over the essence blood, inner cores, and those Nascent Souls you got from Monk Qingyu, I will let you leave." The woman smiled. "Think of it as making a friend. In the future, when you come to my territory, you can mention my name to your advantage."

"Falling Whale King, he is carrying many valuable things on him, and the treasures he refined are quite powerful," the green-headed sea turtle reminded.

The Falling Whale King nodded lightly. "I almost forgot, those two paper figures should stay as well. And your Spiritual Attachment Technique... It's rare to meet a cultivator skilled in this technique, and I'd like to study it a bit. To be honest, the evil creatures in the Immortal Demonic Sea are far more abundant than those on land."

"So, Falling Whale King, is it? I'll be paying you a visit in the future, for sure. I hope that by then, you won't be reclusive and shut yourself off," Fang Chen said, smiling as he cupped his hands.

He glanced at the green-headed sea turtle for a moment, then vanished into the shadows.

The Falling Whale King squinted. "Is that an escape technique?"

She snapped her fingers. Instantly, countless waves of water energy surged, sealing off a hundred-mile radius in an instant.

The Falling Whale King smiled faintly. "You can come out on your own, or die by my hands. It's your choice. I'll give you ten breaths of time."

In the shadows, Fang Chen saw that the area had already been sealed by the Falling Whale King. He was in no hurry, quietly waiting.

Ten breaths passed quickly, and the Falling Whale King's expression suddenly turned cold. The surrounding air seemed to shift with her mood, and snow-white, crystalline frost began to form out of thin air, spreading rapidly like a massive net sweeping in all directions.

The Falling Whale King's gaze scanned every inch of space, but she could not sense Fang Chen's presence, and a trace of confusion flickered in her eyes.

What kind of escape technique is this? How can he vanish without a trace right under my nose?

She couldn't quite believe that he possessed such abilities, suspecting it might be some sort of Illusion Technique.

Upon thinking of this, the Falling Whale King suddenly chuckled lightly. "Since you don't want to come out, then don't."

At that moment, the void trembled, and the speed at which the frost formed accelerated, like a lightning strike. The entire space turned into a block of ice in a few moments.

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Seeing that the frost was spreading toward him and freezing even the shadows, Fang Chen sighed softly. With a thought, his figure disappeared and entered the Desolate Academy.

The shadow space where he had been moments ago was also instantly covered in frost.

The Falling Whale King watched this scene expressionlessly, then snapped her fingers again. The massive ice block shattered with a thunderous sound, turning into waves that merged back into the Immortal Demonic Sea. The waves were so large that they even raised hundred-foot-high waves.

The surrounding demon cultivators saw the Falling Whale King's expressionless face and knew she was undoubtedly enraged to the extreme. No one dared to speak, fearing her wrath.

"Let's go," said the Falling Whale King casually.

As she turned, the grand city sank with a loud rumble, eventually disappearing into the Immortal Demonic Sea.

Fang Chen stayed in his cave in the Desolate Academy to ensure his safety. He stayed ten days inside before returning to the Immortal Demonic Sea.

As expected, the Falling Whale King had already left.

Fang Chen took out the Nascent Soul Lantern. When the souls inside realized where they were, they looked surprised.

"We're okay even though the Falling Whale King came looking for trouble?"

Fang Chen looked at Meng Tianshu and asked, "Brother Meng, do you know how to get to the Pitu Ruins?"

Yang Qing and the others couldn't help but sigh when they saw that Fang Chen still wanted to go to the Pitu Ruins. They were all eager to return to the Central Continent Empire.

"I know the way." Meng Tianshu nodded lightly. "I have a habit of noting down routes when I travel, and with my memory, I won't make a mistake. If you wish to go to the Pitu Ruins, I can guide you. But I hope you will agree to one condition."

Yang Qing and the others were horrified.

"Meng Tianshu, have you gone mad?"

They had been reduced to only Nascent Souls and he was demanding conditions with the Mad King?

If the Mad King was willing to take them back to the Central Continent Empire, they wouldn't even mind burning incense to bless his ancestors!

"Brother, what you're doing is not right. In our current situation, this friend is willing to treat us courteously, and you're still talking about conditions?" said a Nascent Soul cultivator in reprimand.

The Nascent Souls were afraid that Meng Tianshu would anger the Mad King.

Since he could make it out alive after the Falling Whale King came looking for him, he had to possess exceptional strength.

Meng Tianshu glanced at the group of Nascent Souls. "Do you know how to get to the Pitu Ruins?"

The group fell silent. Even Yang Qing and the others remained quiet. The sea route was too complicated, and they had only been there once. They couldn't remember it at all.

Fang Chen smiled. "Why don't you first tell me what your condition is?"

"Help me find a specific spiritual material in the Pitu Ruins. As for what material it is, I will tell you when we get there. If you agree, I will guide you," Meng Tianshu said.

"I may not be able to find that material for you, but I can help you look for it. If it's not feasible, I won't force it," Fang Chen said. "Deal?"

A faint smile appeared on Meng Tianshu's face. "Deal."

***

Six months passed.

Fang Chen descended from the sky and landed on a bustling harbor island known as Youlan Island. According to Meng Tianshu, to enter the Pitu Ruins, one had to start from Youlan Island.

There were Golden Immortal Sect cultivators here, and by finding them and offering 200 mid-grade spirit stones, they would guide the way to the entrance of the Pitu Ruins.

Without their guidance, no one would know the location of the entrance, as the area had been sealed by powerful formations set by the Golden Immortal Sect.

"Excuse me, do you know where the Golden Immortal Sect cultivators are?"

Not far away, a group of people was asking for directions, specifically looking for the location of the Golden Immortal Sect cultivators.

"Are you looking for Elder Wang? He's just ahead at that tallest teahouse. Do you see it? He often drinks tea there, you'll find him there," a local responded.

"Thank you, fellow cultivator."

After asking, the group of cultivators made their way toward the distant teahouse.

Fang Chen, seeing this, also followed them.

Inside the teahouse, an elderly man with a rosy complexion was happily drinking tea and discussing the Dao with the surrounding cultivators. When the group of cultivators arrived, they casually asked the waiter and then headed toward the elderly man.

The group of cultivators cupped their fists. One of them asked, "Elder Wang, we wish to enter the Pitu Ruins. Would that be possible?"

The other cultivators around paused their conversations and began eyeing the group. They looked envious.

Only Immortal Seedlings could enter the ruins. Even if an ordinary cultivator had mid-grade spirit stones and could afford to pay, they weren't qualified to do so.