CHAPTER 547: CHAPTER 324: THE DAY LIU XIANZI ALSO COMPLAINS_2

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The more you act courteously with him, the more he will reciprocate with courtesy; the more you act stubbornly with him, he could use his arm to break your thigh. He doesn’t fear others watching him, nor does he worry about accidentally revealing information.

He is more worried about his own curiosity.

Some matters, if he doesn’t know, he won’t dig deeper, just like if he hadn’t gone to the Library Pavilion today, he wouldn’t know anything. But once he knows about it, a seed is planted in his heart.

Whenever there’s a slight disturbance in the future, he will subconsciously link the two together, possibly even risking danger to satisfy his curiosity.

"Such a choice..."

"I certainly need to know this matter, sooner or later, but now knowing these things is a bit premature. Although Senior Sister appears to have regained calmness, can her heart truly be at peace?"

"Ah, this damn human desire for knowledge."

Sighed.

The woman slightly opened her eyes, and under Liu Xianzi’s gaze, Jiang Feng unhesitatingly turned and walked out the door.

Creek—

The door was pushed open.

Without turning back.

Watching Jiang Feng leave, Liu Tangxi’s plain yet pretty face showed no surprise; rather, this was the most correct approach.

Not knowing naturally posed no danger, but still, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Not disappointment, but sadness. People are like this; when encountering pressure that even they can’t bear, even Liu Tangxi couldn’t help wanting to find someone to talk to, to pour out grievances.

Many things, questions, doubts have troubled her heart for decades, and the person who could answer them stood right before her.

The junior brother probably didn’t know about the so-called "sacrifice," but he surely knew about the thing hidden beneath the East Sea Extreme Island. After all, that so-called "manual" was something the True Immortal Monarch brought out from underground with his life.

She was curious about what the so-called "Gluttony" really was.

Her intuition told her that the junior brother could give her an answer, at least a satisfactory response. It’s just a pity that he was unwilling...

Bang!

Her eyelids twitched.

She was about to drift off in her thoughts when the sound of the door closing made her subconsciously open her eyes.

Upon closer inspection, it was the junior brother holding a tray walking straight in. On it, besides various foods, there were two familiar-looking bottles of wine.

It seemed to be the green plum wine Jiang Feng specially procured from Country Liang on this trip.

He directly dragged the bedside table over and placed it on top.

"Alright, these things should be enough for us to squander."

"Judging by your stance, it seems a few hours might be needed to clarify; just don’t start telling from the creation of the world by Pangu."

"You’ve been busy all day without a break, I bet you barely ate dinner. I brought over everything I could from the kitchen, and I hardly ate tonight anyway."

"Three pounds of braised beef, a plate of peanuts, two cucumbers sliced, I even fried two eggs, two dishes of green plums to clear the palate, and two bottles of green plum wine."

"Let’s start somewhere decent, come, Senior Sister, where should we begin? The creation of humans by Nuwa or the world opening by Pangu, or perhaps the establishment of Purple Cloud Palace by our ancestors?"

Plopped into a chair, poured the wine, shaking his head as if the conflicted person earlier was not him.

Throughout the process, Liu Tangxi merely stared blankly at the junior brother’s face, her expression somewhat strange, but a hint of warmth flashed in her eyes. This is why she liked Jiang Feng the most.

The junior brother would never let anyone down.

She had said that Jiang Feng had a man’s pitiable yet boring pride, but such pride wasn’t necessarily a bad thing; at times, it turned into an advantage.

Could the youthful boy in front of her be unaware of her thoughts?

No, he certainly knew.

He was merely indulging her in a clumsy yet responsible manner, trying to alleviate her pressures, not knowing if he could bear them.

But as long as she spoke, he would certainly try to carry it.

"You."

Slightly smiled.

Every time Liu Tangxi was most feminine was when she felt tired. Between them, there were no formalities; she directly reached out with chopsticks to grasp delicious food. She had reached a realm where she could survive without food, but she couldn’t change the habit.

The junior brother’s skills were indeed great.

She liked Jiang Feng very much, and regardless of who asked her about it, Liu Xianzi would graciously admit it, but her liking for Jiang Feng wasn’t of the physical desire between men and women.

It was a spiritual admiration.

Simply put, she felt very comfortable staying with Jiang Feng, not only making her happy but also putting her at ease.

"Let me think, where should I begin this story."

"Hm... let’s continue with the earlier topic, starting with the great battle experienced by the True Immortal Monarch thousands of years ago."

Her gaze sank into memories.

A plump and smooth vinegar-marinated peanut stayed perfectly still between her chopsticks, showing just how fearsome her control over her body was.

"In the Cultivation World, every few hundred years, a war breaking out shakes the entire world of cultivation, the sky rips apart, the earth collapses, boiling mud akin to blood stains the world crimson."

"The last battle affecting the entire Cultivation World was six hundred years ago, during our master’s era. Heroes rose, masters stood tall; there were countless masters, and many geniuses also fell."

"Going further back, a thousand years ago, the Cultivation World seemed to have a customary rule, where such a war breaks out every certain period."

"Junior brother, you once asked me how long it had been since the last great battle, my answer was it ended just decades ago. I think you should have guessed that the death of Demon Night True Monarch marked the end of the Cultivation World’s chaos last time."

"In that battle, various sect forces contributed; two Demon Lords from the Demon Race were dispatched, three Immortal Monarchs from the Human Clan participated, even the Demon Monarch of the Demon Clan personally visited."

"Divinity Transformation cultivators were as common as dogs, Void Refinement experts everywhere, only Body Integration Mahayana could qualify to confront the Demon Lord."

"Even more than ten Transcendance Tribulation Stage experts were dispatched. Though I didn’t participate, I observed from afar for seven days and nights. I even saw something in the torn sky not belonging to this world."

"The battlefield stretched for thousands of miles, left in ruins, rivers and mountains utterly destroyed. Even today, more than fifty years later, within a hundred miles around the battlefield, it’s still like Hell, a tomb built from countless cultivators and blood."

"Can you imagine how gruesome that battle was?"

Impossible to imagine.

Though he already had some understanding of the Demon Lord, upon hearing that dozens of Mahayana and even Transcendance Tribulation masters were dispatched, he couldn’t help but feel his heart race.

Body Integration Realm experts only had the qualification to stand before him and take a closer look; such dominance, such glory was unimaginable.

"In that battle, various sect forces contributed; two Demon Lords from the Demon Race were dispatched, three Immortal Monarchs from the Human Clan participated, even the Demon Monarch of the Demon Clan personally visited."

"Divinity Transformation cultivators were as common as dogs, Void Refinement experts everywhere, only Body Integration Mahayana could qualify to confront the Demon Lord."

"Even more than ten Transcendance Tribulation Stage experts were dispatched. Though I didn’t participate, I observed from afar for seven days and nights. I even saw something in the torn sky not belonging to this world."

"The battlefield stretched for thousands of miles, left in ruins, rivers and mountains utterly destroyed. Even today, more than fifty years later, within a hundred miles around the battlefield, it’s still like Hell, a tomb built from countless cultivators and blood."

"Can you imagine how gruesome that battle was?"

Impossible to imagine.

Though he already had some understanding of the Demon Lord, upon hearing that dozens of Mahayana and even Transcendance Tribulation masters were dispatched, he couldn’t help but feel his heart race.

Body Integration Realm experts only had the qualification to stand before him and take a closer look; such dominance, such glory was unimaginable.