Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1412: 758: Big Pit, or Opportunity? (Part 2)

With that thought in mind, Zhao Sheng's eyes accidentally shifted toward Yang Jian Venerable, catching a glimpse of eyes brimming with amusement.

Right away, realization dawned in his mind: “As expected…”

Right then, the green-robed woman advanced and declared calmly: “Disciple of Yunqing Ancestor from Taiyi Spirit Palace, Xue Susu!”

Her words barely ended when Little White drawled lazily: “From the Spirit-controlling Immortal Sect’s Corpse Resurrection Immortal line, Wu Yue!”

Witnessing this, Zhao Sheng clasped his hands and stated: “I am Zhao Xi, from the Divine Artisan Zhao Clan, currently serving as the Guardian of A3 Virtual Realm Fortress. I have met both seniors!”

Just then, Yang Jian Venerable gave a small nod and announced: “Very well, since you three already know each other, it’s time to set off!”

Zhao Sheng felt stunned at these words, surprised by how pressing the matter was, demanding they leave right after introductions.

He remained clueless about the nature of their mission, and equally in the dark regarding his two “companions.”

“May I ask, Ancestor, where do we need to go? And what task do we need to complete?” Zhao Sheng quickly inquired.

To his surprise… Yang Jian Venerable replied: “Don’t ask too much, just listen to Niece Xue. Sometimes, knowing too much isn’t a good thing!”

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng's heart dropped, sensing once more that he'd been drawn into a scheme.

Yet the circumstances left him no choice, forcing him to obey.

Xue Susu bowed to Yang Jian Venerable and spoke respectfully: “Thank you, Master Uncle Ancestor, for your kindness. If Susu can fulfill her wish on this journey, I will certainly repay Master Uncle Ancestor’s kindness!”

Yang Jian Venerable instructed: “Go now! If you truly cannot defy fate, then return quickly! Do not fall into a dead land!”

“Susu, taking leave!” Xue Susu nodded, then cast a look at Zhao Sheng and Wu Yue, before departing the tower.

At the sight, Zhao Sheng promptly showed respect to the two Great Abilities and trailed after Xue Susu alongside Wu Yue.

…

One month passed, over twenty Constant Years distant from the Demon Suppression Star Domain. A streak of white tunneling light raced through the heavens at astonishing velocity, occasionally plunging straight into the Void Realm, only to burst out from the void several Constant Years further on.

This white tunneling light formed a disc-shaped spaceship, equipped for journeys between realms, transporting Zhao Sheng and his two companions.

The disc-shaped spaceship moved at a frightful pace; in merely thirty days, it covered eight hundred Constant Years for the group, approaching the outer edges of the Demon Suppression Star Domain.

Half a day afterward, the spaceship stealthily skirted various forbidden zones, slipping into the central star system of the Demon Suppression Star Domain.

Before long, an enormous planet loomed in front of the trio.

Zhao Sheng's face shifted subtly, sensing that the colossal planet ahead rivaled Taiyi Star in size. Viewed from afar beyond the realm, the whole planet lay wrapped in dark mist, akin to mighty demon suppressors, with shadowy demonic forms stirring inside the fog, now and then revealing huge black silhouettes.

This vast planet, designated for demon suppression, served as the primary star of the Demon Suppression Star Domain, the high-spiritual-energy world first seized by alien demons.

Demonic qi saturated the Demon Suppression Star Domain, yet the density on this Demon Suppression Star probably exceeded the outer realms by thousands or even tens of thousands of times.

“Since this is the alien demons’ lair, should we be more cautious?” Zhao Sheng turned to Xue Susu and questioned.

“I have my own plan, don’t worry.” Xue Susu responded gravely, and with that, the spaceship surged forward once more, swiftly plunging into the dense demonic qi enveloping the planet.

An hour passed, and three tunneling lights touched down in a mountain range on the Demon Suppression Star, a burst of light unveiling Zhao Sheng and his group.

Zhao Sheng scanned the surroundings, confirming the demonic qi here was overwhelmingly thick, with the natural spiritual energy nearly wholly tainted by it.

This spot lay at the mountain range's fringe, and peering out from there, one could faintly spot a colossal floating city perched amid the clouds.

Meanwhile, across this mountain range stretched innumerable massive nests.

“Wu Yue, is this the place?” Xue Susu pulled back her eyes and inquired.

“Senior Sister Xue, that floating city should be Mo Chang City. To my knowledge, that person should be in the city now.” Wu Yue answered.

At those words, Xue Susu morphed into a green tunneling light, soaring beyond the mountain range.

Zhao Sheng observed Xue Susu vanishing into the distance, still ignorant of their reason for arriving here.

This sensation of total ignorance proved deeply frustrating!

Still, he forced himself to bear it and stick to Xue Susu’s guidance.

Noticing Wu Yue dash after her, Zhao Sheng sighed inwardly and reluctantly pursued as well.

Soon enough, the three reached the remnants of a city, beholding from a distance the enormous floating city hovering far above.

Xue Susu quietly drew a Crystal Pearl from her chest, crushed it to dust with a squeeze, and then stood in silent anticipation.

Zhao Sheng first planned to probe for mission details, but Xue Susu’s intensely focused look made him hold back the urge temporarily.

In scarcely more than ten breaths, the space ahead of the three rippled, and a figure materialized from nowhere.

The arrival was a slender, bald elder clad in a flashy magic robe, his scant hair gathered into a high topknot, wearing a languid look with eyes barely open, as though still half-asleep.

“Ancestor Wen!” Wu Yue exclaimed in shock at the sight, his voice quivering.

Zhao Sheng's features altered too; this individual's abrupt emergence carried no warning, not a hint of presence, undoubtedly an Integration Realm Great Power.

His spirits fell, and his eyes snapped toward Xue Susu.

Xue Susu, in that instant, displayed utter composure, evidently unsurprised by the man's abrupt arrival.

“Oh, I was wondering who it was, turns out to be my little niece! I originally didn’t want to show myself, but thinking it over, I figured I’d better meet my dear little niece.” Wen Shifei yawned while rubbing his eyes, casting a idle glance at Xue Susu, his tone somewhat slack.

“Wen Shifei, after all this time, you are still incorrigible!” Xue Susu replied coolly, apparently dismissing this “Uncle Master” entirely.

“Little Susu, don’t say that. I just don’t want to die! By the way, could it be you’re here for Senior Sister Yunqing?” Wen Ancestor jested while eyeing Xue Susu closely.

“Where is the Master now? You should know best. Tell me now, and our grievances will be settled.” Xue Susu stated flatly.

“Oh, you can’t say that, after all, I’m your dear uncle, and Yunqing Venerable is my blood-related Senior Sister. This identity, I’m holding onto for life!” Wen Shifei abruptly flashed a peculiar grin, his form blurred, and he disappeared.

The next instant, he reappeared overhead of the three, flicking his sleeve, which ballooned massively, releasing myriad red lights that swallowed the trio beneath.

Zhao Sheng's pulse quickened; though fully on guard, he failed to respond swiftly and got caught in the swarm of legal red lights.

His frame seemed crushed beneath a mountain spanning ten thousand feet, rendering him utterly still.

Wu Yue fared worse, slammed flat to the earth like a limp rag.

Solely Xue Susu stayed upright, her form glowing softly green, holding off the legal red light.

“Nephew Xue, don’t blame me! Senior Sister Yunqing wouldn’t want you to risk your life. Even if you go, what can you do? In any case, Senior Sister can’t come back. Even if you recover one or two strands of Primordial Spirit, what good would it do? I mean well; one day you’ll understand.” Wen Shifei regarded Xue Susu with a faint, crooked smile, as if offering sincere counsel.

His speech unfinished, the red light from his sleeve pulsed again, and with a sharp “whish,” it drew the three inside.

Zhao Sheng's sight blackened, landing him in an unfamiliar realm where spatial forces bound his body entirely.

He unleashed a muffled growl, pouring mana and Divine Thought at full force, but nothing yielded, leaving him frozen in place.

Against a fearsome entity apparently at the Tribulation Crossing Realm, his power remained far too feeble.

“Nephew Xue, don’t blame me! Even Senior Sister Yunqing wouldn’t want you recklessly risking your life. If you…