Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1422: Chapter 763: Return to the Endless Tower, A Hefty Bounty! (Part 2)

Zhao Sheng deliberately teased Wu Yue, though his intentions were good. He feared Wu Yue might interfere with the Summoning Ceremony midway, so he used words to calm him first.

Wu Yue’s inability to enter the Space Immortal Heaven was his own issue, and Zhao Sheng wasn’t to blame.

Just after Zhao Sheng entered the Space Immortal Heaven, within a few breaths, the demon fog that filled the world suddenly became stagnant. Immediately, a huge face with pointed ears and a monkey’s cheeks akin to a Thunder God Face gathered in the extreme sky. Its eyes emitted a furious scarlet blaze.

Wu Yue’s body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly raised his head to look at the sky, his face instantly turning pale and bloodless.

At the moment he attempted self-detonation, the surrounding space abruptly solidified, and various immensely powerful Laws forcibly surged into his body, instantly binding his Primordial Spirit and all his Mana.

Self-detonation was prevented! Wu Yue instantly became utterly desperate, and an evil and brutal roar suddenly echoed in his mind: “Where’s the other ant? Quickly! Where did he go?”

Wu Yue, his head splitting with pain, struggled to remain conscious and shouted: “He, he—”

Before he could finish, a powerful and unimaginably evil Will rudely invaded his Primordial Spirit, destroying all his resistance in an instant.

Soon after, a thunderous roar resounded through the heavens and earth: “Damn ants! No matter where you hide, you won’t escape My Demon Empire’s grasp in the end!”

…

Endless Tower,

Upon a corridor in a certain level, a flash of light appeared, and Zhao Sheng materialized from thin air.

Before he landed, his Will Field surged expansively, sweeping across several dozen miles in an instant.

The bustling Human Clan Market fell silent in an instant, everyone turning their heads to behold the awe-inspiring Zhao Sheng with eyes full of reverence and envy.

Zhao Sheng’s gaze slowly swept across the crowd before he looked beyond the Endless Corridor, where the towering, sky-reaching White Tower slowly came into view, radiating the same dazzling light as it had for countless years.

He forced himself to calm his inner agitation, tear his gaze away from the Sky Tower, composed himself, and stepped into the market.

Wherever he passed, the crowd parted to either side, voluntarily making way for him.

With an indifferent expression, Zhao Sheng walked past stall after stall, ignoring the myriad treasures on display and the reverent gazes of those around him.

A few breaths later, he stopped in front of the largest stall.

“Senior, look—” the stall owner began to flatteringly smile, but didn’t finish before Zhao Sheng brusquely interrupted: “Move aside, I’ve commandeered this place!”

The stall owner’s face changed, and he hurriedly packed up his stall, nodding and bowing repeatedly: “Yes, yes, I’ll make room right away!”

Soon, the stall owner had packed a bundle taller than himself and darted to the edge of the market to set up his stall again.

Zhao Sheng, expressionless, walked to the center of the clearing. With a flip of his hand, a blood-colored flag several zhang high appeared in his hand, a Magical Treasure-level Ghost God Banner.

Bang!

He gripped the flagpole and forcefully thrust it into the ground, embedding its tip deep into the wooden boards below. Thus, the flag stood in the center of the market.

Releasing his right hand, Zhao Sheng joined his index and middle fingers to write swiftly on the flag’s surface.

Fist-sized spiritual texts soon appeared before everyone’s eyes: “Heavy Treasure Reward: Techniques to escape or kill a Unification Realm cultivator… If accepted, a generous reward shall be given!”

After writing the last word, the flag rose high, the spiritual text emanating a unique Will Wave, slowly enveloping the entire market, becoming unmistakably conspicuous.

On entering the place, every eye was drawn first to this soaring flag.

Zhao Sheng stepped back to reread the flag’s content, nodding slightly before casually waving his hand.

Clatter!

Numerous strange treasures, cultivation jade scrolls, and Dao Pill treasures cascaded to the ground like a waterfall, soon forming a small mountain.

The Pocket World Jade was among them, though not the most noticeable, as more precious and rare treasures were plentiful!

The cultivators in the market had never seen such a grand display and were astounded, their minds filled with greed and desire.

Zhao Sheng paid no regard to anyone, closing his eyes and sitting cross-legged, waiting for anyone destined to arrive, while pondering solutions in silence.

After all, he couldn’t remain in the Endless Tower forever—eventually, he would “return” to the Lower Realm.

Before being repelled, if he couldn’t conceive a method of escape, the consequences would be unimaginable!

However, Zhao Sheng had a final trump card, though he wouldn’t reveal it unless utterly desperate, for the consequences were beyond his anticipation.

Before long, a courageous elder in a yellow robe approached, cautiously inquiring about the situation.

Zhao Sheng opened his eyes and surreptitiously transmitted his current plight to this person.

After listening, the elder’s bushy eyebrows twisted into a knot, pondering painfully before apologetically admitting his incapability and wishing for forgiveness.

Zhao Sheng harbored no excessive expectations, thus held no grudge, merely gesturing for the elder to leave swiftly.

Relieved, the elder quickly saluted and hurriedly “logged off.”

Others were spurred by this, and more came forward to inquire.

Patiently, Zhao Sheng explained his plight repeatedly.

Most listeners quickly extinguished their hopes and left disappointed.

However, some astute individuals hurriedly returned to the Lower Realm, consulting their sects or family elders for solutions.

This was precisely what Zhao Sheng hoped for, as he’d long anticipated this possibility!

One Immortal Ruin, a fleeting moment!

The Human Clan Cultivators in the market were replaced, yet no one could offer even a remotely viable solution.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng waved his hand to collect the treasure mountain into the Sumeru Space, then headed towards the staircase.

In the blink of an eye, he entered the stairs, proceeding to other Immortal Ruins Guests’ gathering places.

However, the reward flag remained in the market center, drawing every Immortal Ruins Guest’s gaze.

For over a dozen Immortal Ruins, Zhao Sheng visited every gathering place he knew, including Three Demons Square, Flame People, Cold Ice Demons, and other Alien Race Markets.

In each market, he left a reward flag and waited from half an Immortal Ruin to a full one.

As time passed, news of the reward spread wildly among major gathering places, its influence rapidly reaching All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds through the mouths of Immortal Ruins Guests.

Some Immortal Ruins Guests, located in the Constant Sand World, were powerless, but those in major Spirit Realms had astonishing networks and influence due to their special status!

Through their narratives, numerous Unification Realm Great Powers and even Tribulation Crossing Venerables in various Spirit Realms heard of this “oddity.”

A “day” in the Space Immortal Heaven typically equaled months or even longer in the Lower Realm.

Due to differences in time flow and world prestige, an Immortal Ruin converted to Lower Realm time varied but mostly ranged from months to years.

Zhao Sheng resided in the Endless Tower for over a dozen Immortal Ruins, nearly equating to over a decade in the Lower Realm.

This extended time sufficed to spread the matter widely, also long enough to anticipate the “solution” eagerly awaited.

Surprisingly, the swiftest responder was a “familiar demon.”

The visitor, bald and with large eyes, with a horn upon his nose, was from the Pi Xi Clan—Qi Wu Yan.

Initially, upon acquaintance, their cultivations were similar. But by now, Zhao Sheng was already a “high cultivator” in the Late-stage Returning to Void.

In contrast, Qi Wu Yan had just recently broken through the Demon King’s limit, barely reaching the Demon Emperor Realm.

Thus, upon reunion, Qi Wu Yan was visibly uneasy, his speech tinged with a subtle estrangement and reverence.