Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 344 - 343: News of Princess Iron Fan, the Rakshasa Race’s Run of Bad Luck [Second Update]
"So, why are you inquiring about her?" The Celestial Demon Emperor seemed puzzled.
Lin Heng immediately recounted the story of the Black Rakshasa.
"After all, the Black Rakshasa saved my life."
"This small request, I must put in some effort for it."
The Celestial Demon Emperor nodded upon hearing this: "You Daoist, you have some conscience!"
"When we venture outside, we must distinguish between gratitude and resentment!"
"No matter if the other party is good or bad, if there’s grace, it must be repaid!"
"However, I’m not really sure about Princess Iron Fan’s whereabouts, I need to ask the old vulture."
As the Celestial Demon Emperor spoke, he waved over to the Immortal King standing straight like a guard not far away.
The old man arrived in an instant.
"Young Master, what are your orders?" He bowed slightly, his tone extremely respectful.
If he hadn’t previously displayed overwhelming pressure, who would have thought this was an Immortal King head?
An existence of Immortal King level, yet in front of the Celestial Demon Emperor, he seemed like a loyal old servant.
It must be said.
The reputation of the Celestial Demon Emperor in the Upper Realm is truly impressive!
No wonder this guy, when in the Human World, sees everyone like mere dirt dogs.
"Nothing much, just asking if you know the whereabouts of Princess Iron Fan of the Ancient Rakshasa Country?" the Celestial Demon Emperor said.
"Princess Iron Fan?"
The Immortal King old man was stunned and sighed:
"It seems like there’s been no news of her in the Upper Realm for tens of thousands of years..."
The Celestial Demon Emperor slightly frowned: "What, something happened?"
The Immortal King old man smiled bitterly: "Young Master might not know, after you accidentally descended to the Lower Realm, 300,000 years ago, a grand tribulation swept across the four Immortal Realms."
"Princess Iron Fan’s whole family was caught in the tribulation."
"Her husband, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Bull Demon King, was captured by the Ancient Celestial Court and after the Celestial Court disintegrated, his whereabouts became unknown."
"Her son, Red Boy, was taken in as a child under a Bodhisattva."
"As for Princess Iron Fan?"
"She probably left Flame Mountain not long after that."
"Some say she was seen at the ruins of the Ancient Rakshasa Country in the Western Immortal Realm."
"Others say she went to the Northern Immortal Realm and became a Rakshasa Queen in the Northern Continent."
"And some say she got close to the Great Qin Celestial Court for revenge."
"But these are all news from tens of thousands of years ago. In recent millennia, it seems no one has seen her whereabouts."
The narration from the Immortal King old man surprised the Celestial Demon Emperor.
After returning a hundred years ago.
He naturally heard about the grand tribulation during his absence that altered the Upper Realm’s landscape drastically.
It was due to this tribulation.
The Celestial Court disintegrated, and the orthodox tradition collapsed.
The Western Buddha Country took the opportunity to expand.
Additionally, the Great Qin Imperial Court seized the opportunity to ascend to the Great Qin Celestial Court.
Becoming one of the few top forces currently able to confront the Western Heaven Buddha Country.
"In the last grand tribulation, the supreme being of the Rakshasa Country was among the unfortunate ones in the tribulation."
"During the Journey to the West’s grand tribulation, Princess Iron Fan was again entangled in the tribulation?"
"This Rakshasa Race is truly unfortunate..."
The Celestial Demon Emperor couldn’t help but lament.
The Grand Thousand Upper Realm is abundant with Spiritual Qi, containing longevity materials, making the Small Thousand World yearn for it.
But the Grand Thousand Upper Realm also has its drawbacks.
That is the cycle of Heavenly Dao, often bringing tribulations!
Every grand tribulation’s advent brings a major change in structure.
Much like the Phoenix Immortal Sect.
Tracing back to the early archaic period, it was called the Phoenix Immortal Race, one of the main protagonists in the world, a truly top force.
However, during a great tribulation involving the Dragon and Han Dynasties.
The Phoenix Race, the Qilin Lineage, and the True Dragon Race.
All became part of the tribulation.
Since then.
Pure-blooded Phoenixes have become extremely rare.
Even in this million years, apart from the Celestial Demon Emperor, there hasn’t been another pure-blooded Phoenix from the Phoenix Immortal Sect!
So much so that he might actually be considered to have a life span of a million years.
But within the Phoenix Immortal Sect, he still represents the future and hope as the Young Master!
Thus it can be seen.
The Phoenix Race is now in such a state of desolation and decline.
As for the Qilin Lineage and the True Dragon Race, even more so.
Pure-blooded Qilins are basically gone.
And those with impure bloodlines and low cultivation are mostly captured by Immortals and Buddhas as mounts.
As for the Dragon Race?
Perhaps every force fears the resurgence of the Dragon Race.
So they are the most miserable.
Those with True Dragon bloodline are confined to a corner of the North Sea, suppressed by a Grand Array.
And those with impure bloodlines mostly became the food of Immortals and Buddhas.
So generally speaking.
The Phoenix Race still barely maintains a lineage.
Compared to the Dragon Race and the Qilin, they are not as miserable after the Dragon and Han tribulation.
Drawing back thoughts, the Celestial Demon Emperor spoke to Lin Heng: "You’ve heard the last three pieces of information about Princess Iron Fan."
"The ruins of the Ancient Rakshasa Country."
"The Northern Continent."
"The Great Qin Celestial Court."
"I anyway am heading to the Northern Continent, so I’ll inquire for you in the meantime."
"The rest, you’ll have to investigate yourself."
Lin Heng nodded upon hearing this and said:
"Thank you."
The Celestial Demon Emperor grinned and then took his leave.
The group of Celestial Immortals from the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect, hearing he was leaving, hurriedly approached and inquired about the alliance matter.
To this, the Celestial Demon Emperor was straightforward.
"Anyone can ally for all I care, but this emperor will not."
This sentence left the nine Celestial Immortals looking like they had lost a relative.
However, the next moment the Celestial Demon Emperor continued: "But don’t worry, our Phoenix Race has deep connections with your sect’s Ancestral Beast, the Vermilion Bird Lineage."
"So even without an alliance, if the Vermilion Bird Immortal Sect truly faces a crisis, we’ll help if we can."
"If it’s something beyond help, then there’s nothing that can be done."
He was direct.
However, it was this directness that brought excitement to the faces of the nine Celestial Immortals.
"Thus, we can report back to the Sect Leader."
"Thank you, Young Master Phoenix!"
The nine people bowed, immensely grateful.
The Celestial Demon Emperor smiled.
"I’m off."
With that, he, under the gaze of everyone, gracefully left with the Immortal King servant.
After the Celestial Demon Emperor departed.
Lin Heng naturally wouldn’t linger.
He bid farewell to Yan Tong.
The nine Celestial Immortals appeared to have some concerns, but Lin Heng’s previous combat prowess made them fearful, so no one dared to say much.
They could only continue watching him until he disappeared from the boundary of Spirit Peak, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
The death of Venerable Tianxuan.
Remains a bothersome predicament.
But fortunately, with the promise of the Young Master Phoenix.
Everyone felt some reassurance.
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On the other side.
After leaving Flame Island, Lin Heng headed towards the Eastern Immortal Realm.
Though this was destined to be a protracted journey.
No choice.
It would take nearly twenty days just to cross one Southern Heaven Continent.
And in the Southern Immortal Realm, there are hundreds of places like the Southern Heaven Continent!
Of course.
Before leaving, there was still something to solve.
"Sir, come out."
Lin Heng, sword flying through the sea of clouds, suddenly stopped.
He spoke calmly, his gaze never turning back.
"Come out for what?"
Long Kui and the Black Bear Spirit seemed a bit confused.
Just then, a voice came from behind.
"Interesting."
