At his words, Yu Ji grew even more frightened, even less willing to keep the thing. She tried to decline, saying she should offer it to Mr. Nongzhu or something... Yue Qianchou waved a hand and said flatly, "Keep it! Don't lose it."
As they spoke, another disturbance suddenly arose within the Nine Nether Cave. Yin winds howled wildly. Yue Qianchou's gaze flashed as he shot into the Nine Nether Cave, speeding down the passage with a ball of violet fire clenched in each palm. With his current cultivation, coupled with his immunity to the yin winds and Killing Intent inside the nether cave, he traveled almost completely unhindered, racing straight to its very end.
After bursting into the Netherfire Sea, he swiftly surveyed the area. At last, he hovered before the Netherworld Gate. Looking at the ghost gate, now shut so tightly not even water could seep through, he drew the violet flames in his palms back into his body.
He had checked all the way here without seeing a single person. Clearly, everyone who had broken in had entered through this gate. This was precisely what he had wanted to see. Having sent off this pack of plagues, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As for whether any remnants remained in the human realm outside, it no longer mattered. They might be frightening, but they were only a few clowns hopping about on the stage. With the ferocity of his violet fire, he was confident he still had ways to deal with them. By now, he regarded the human realm as his own territory and would not allow outsiders to trample over it at will.
With cultivation and methods having reached his level, his powerful confidence had unknowingly brought his thinking somewhat in line with Bi Changchun's.