Chaotic World Book

Capítulo 1095: Chapter 857: Communing with the Netherworld (Part 2)

Ye Jiuyou also thought of this, and laughed: “Turns out the most useless person is you, little brother.”

Zhao Changhe’s mouth twitched. The top person on the Heavenly List, the most representative figure involved in the Ancient Demon God war, has actually become the biggest shortcoming of the team.

Actually, there’s an immediate solution right now, which both of them knew well.

That is Dual Cultivation with Ye Jiuyou. Her first time isn’t a joke. Previously, he didn’t want to be so utilitarian, didn’t want to pursue girls with such motives, but now that both are in love, there’s no need to be pretentious.

He noticed his playful actions had grown slightly bigger, Ye Jiuyou pretended not to know, deliberately changing the subject: “This matter you’ve actually come into contact with, it’s the Spirit Clan Land. Both of us know, that the place isn’t part of the main realm, it’s a special independent world, transformed by a very strong body. You know I once tried to awaken this thing to become a Corpse Puppet, if successful, I’d truly sweep through the world.”

“Darn villain.” Zhao Changhe pinched.

Ye Jiuyou reached out to pinch him somewhere: “You went against me on this matter, I haven’t settled with you yet, and you’re pinching me? Just for that Spirit Clan fox spirit?”

The two pinched each other for a while, both arching their bodies.

Zhao Changhe first surrendered, loosening his grip a bit: “You should be glad it got sabotaged by us at that time, otherwise at that moment your power might not be able to control this existence. Ye Wuming’s warning should also be for this reason. Now the question is, what does the Sword Emperor want to do?”

Ye Jiuyou also let go of him: “Based on the inscriptions and your guess, we can roughly infer this may very well be a foreign powerhouse, sealed by the original Heavenly Dao within the Heavenly Book. Such existence wouldn’t be completely annihilated; it should have a normal resurrection mode, triggering some conditions to awaken. What the Sword Emperor wants to do should be awakening it in a normal way, and whether to seek further advancement from it afterwards or to cooperate with it to break this cage, these should be everyone’s different demands.”

Zhao Changhe blurted out: “Vermilion Bird and White Tiger converge in the wilds of Southwest.”

Ye Jiuyou was taken aback: “What’s that?”

“This is the maxim within the Spirit Clan, found in Spirit Clan’s ancient texts. Normally, the Spirit Clan doesn’t have the concept of Vermilion Bird and White Tiger; this phrase should relate to resurrection, but whether Vermilion Bird and White Tiger refer to locations or time, or represent Star Intent… or people, I’m not sure.”

“Time, location have already matched. What’s left we’ll see when we get there, anyway with Vermilion Bird and White Tiger present, experimenting isn’t difficult.” Ye Jiuyou solemnly said: “Now the question is, do you want its resurrection?”

Zhao Changhe remained silent.

Such an existence comparable to Heavenly Dao, the consequences of a true resurrection are unforeseeable.

The first apparent effect would be the direct destruction of the environment the Spirit Clan relies on for survival, fortunately, everyone is well prepared for this, Sisi has been gradually migrating, moving the Spirit Clan to the Miao Region, and by now should be almost done.

Secondly, is such existence capable of communication and cooperation? If it raises a butcher’s knife, what kind of damage will it cause? If it becomes an enemy instead, how will Sisi and her peers react?

By the way, what is Lie doing? Is he maneuvering this event?

Shouldn’t the Sword Emperor and Wubing know about this? What’s their plan towards this matter?

What is Ye Wuming thinking?

“No matter what, we must go take a look, only after seeing the situation can we draw conclusions.” Zhao Changhe’s mood sunk, watching the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, his mind simulating various scenarios, remained silent for a long time.

Ye Jiuyou leaned against him, accompanying him to watch the scenery outside, seeing his long contemplation, suddenly smiled: “You should be glad about one thing.”

“Ah?”

“Ye Jiuyou is now yours, standing on your side. Otherwise, hmph, your headache would intensify threefold now.”

Zhao Changhe laughed bitterly, indeed if among this, Ye Jiuyou was a scheming villain BOSS plotting to turn this thing into a Corpse Puppet, things would be more chaotic and troublesome. Previously in this matter, she planned extensively, now should’ve still buried some preparations, if she were ruthless, the trouble stirred up could really balloon one’s head three or four times over.

But now the most troublesome BOSS has become an ally, his hand still holds her body’s most amusing part, the recent dwell on matters made him forget to move.

Ye Jiuyou, somewhat lost in thought watching the blue sky outside, softly said: “I originally wanted to control this Corpse Puppet, intending to slaughter all beings, and annihilate heaven and earth. No excuses, I truly meant it… Do you find me sinister?”

Zhao Changhe said: “That’s your setting, or modified one. According to the original setup, the world was derived from you, you have no reason to massacre beings.”

“I have.” Ye Jiuyou said calmly: “Long ago before the last epoch, I perceived everything lacked the value of existence, even my own existence was valueless. Even if awakened, even if truly enlightened, without you by my side, I’d just feel I stand in a cage, heavens like a pill furnace, refining us into expected forms. I would be more extreme than Ye Wuming and White Tiger, Ye Wuming may be willing to maintain the mortal world, but I would destroy all.”

I don’t know the heights of the blue sky, or the thickness of the yellow earth… I only see the cold moon and warm sun, cooking human longevity.

Suddenly, such sentences emerged in Zhao Changhe’s mind, inexplicably feeling it fits Jiuyou well.

Jiuyou is indeed the most typical, but who isn’t?

Ye Wuming is, Piaomiao is too. Piaomiao full of hatred, Ye Wuming seemingly serene like Pinghu, but how isn’t there turbulent undercurrents buried within his heart.