Chapter 231
Chaos World.
Chu Feng gazed silently ahead. Beside him, Luohu, dressed in a black dress, had an icy expression, exuding a chilling demonic aura, and her eyes revealed an undisguised domineering nature.
A little further away were Yang Mei, dressed in a Daoist robe, with an ethereal and uncertain aura, and Daoist Shichen, whose body was surrounded by faint ripples of time.
The four followed a faint golden thread, traversing the boundless chaos for an unknown period of time.
That thread is the embodiment of the law of cause and effect, and it is their only clue in searching for that mysterious Karma Demon God.
One moment it was clearly visible, radiant with golden light, the next it dimmed to the point of almost disappearing, as if it might break at any moment.
Something's not right.
Shichen spoke first. She controlled the Time Law and was most sensitive to such passage and change. "The aura of cause and effect is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, without any pattern. Could it be that we are going in the wrong direction? Is it deliberately leading us in circles?"
Yang Mei, he swept his gaze across the depths of chaos and said in a deep voice, "With the power of the Karma Demon God, if she doesn't want to see us, we won't find her even if we go to the very end of chaos."
Chu Feng remained silent, silently sensing the pulse of the causal threads, trying to deduce more information from them.
Luohu, however, had already lost patience.
Her cold snort contained boundless demonic power, causing the surrounding chaotic air currents to freeze.
"Hiding your head and showing your tail, what kind of skill is that! Cause and effect, your old friend has arrived, why don't you show yourself!"
Her voice transformed into rolling sound waves, carrying destructive Devil Dao laws, sweeping outwards from all directions of chaos.
However, chaos remained chaos, offering no response other than the ripples caused by her voice.
The golden threads of cause and effect dimmed even more after that roar.
The atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.
"It seems she's determined not to see us."
He raised his Yang Mei and sighed.
A cold glint flashed in Luohu's eyes, and a smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"She cultivates the law of cause and effect. She will sense anything in the world that is involved with her in cause and effect."
Our calling her by her name was the biggest cause; her failure to appear and respond ended the relationship. If she didn't want to see us, there was no point in forcing it.
She turned to look at the crowd, her tone resolute. "Let's go, back to my Demon Realm. She can hide for a while, but she can't hide forever."
Chu Feng, Yang Mei, and Shichen exchanged a glance, instantly understanding.
Luohu's words, seemingly an act of giving up, were in fact a test.
The Karma Demon God avoids contact is also a form of statement.
Since that's the case, there's no point in continuing this entanglement; it's better to retreat and make other plans.
"Alright."
Chu Feng nodded. "This matter is not urgent."
The four of them did not linger. Luohu tore open a spatial rift, and dense demonic energy rushed towards them. They stepped into it, and their figures disappeared into the chaos.
Long after they left, in another distant, chaotic region, a warm white light slowly began to illuminate.
In the light, a hazy figure appeared and disappeared. She gently shook her head and let out a helpless sigh, "So many years have passed, and Luohu is still the same person who explodes at the slightest touch. It's really... annoying..."
Within the Chaos World, in the Demon Realm.
As soon as everyone landed, Luohu couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath, "Damn karma! One day, I will twist all your karmic threads into an inescapable knot!"
Yang Mei and Shichen exchanged a smile but did not reply.
Just then, several streaks of light flew from the distant Demon Palace and landed in front of Chu Feng.
The woman at the head of the group, clad in a seven-colored feathered robe, possessed unparalleled beauty; she was none other than Yuanfeng.
Her beautiful eyes were full of concern as she softly asked, "Husband, was the trip safe? Did you encounter any danger?"
Behind her, the majestic and domineering Ancestral Dragon and the dignified and composed First Qilin also bowed and greeted her, "Greetings, my husband."
Chu Feng smiled gently and shook his head, "There was no danger, just a wasted trip with nothing to show for it."
Chu Feng didn't elaborate on the details of searching for the Karma Demon God, only informing them of the results.
Hearing that there was no danger, Yuanfeng visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
She stepped forward and gently took Chu Feng's arm. "Husband, we... I want to go back to the Primordial World."
"Yes, my husband,"
Ancestral Dragon echoed, "This Demon Realm may be wonderful, but it's not our home. We also want to return to the Primordial World to see our people."
The First Qilin nodded repeatedly.
The three of them stayed in the Demon Realm for countless years in order to follow Chu Feng.
Now, that longing for my homeland can no longer be suppressed.
Seeing the expectation in his three wives' eyes, Chu Feng felt a warmth in his heart and nodded without hesitation. "Okay, let's go back to the Primordial World now."
Upon hearing this, Yuanfeng's face broke into a bright smile.
She turned to Luohu beside her and bowed respectfully. "Sister Luohu, my husband and I are preparing to return to the Primordial World. Thank you for your care over the years."
Luohu remained indifferent, merely nodding slightly. "Alright, you may go. I will not return. I will take this opportunity to go into seclusion in the Demon Realm and thoroughly review the laws of the Devil Dao path."
Chu Feng and Luohu exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's meaning.
He bid farewell to everyone with Yuanfeng and the other two, then transformed into a divine light, tearing through the void and heading towards the Primordial World.
After Chu Feng and the others left, Yang Mei and Shichen also prepared to find places to cultivate.
"Fellow Daoists, please wait a moment."
Luohu called out to them.
Upon hearing this, the two stopped and looked at Luohu.
Luohu's voice was cold and clear as he said, "Although cause and effect are evasive, she must still be in chaos."
During my seclusion, I trouble you two fellow Daoists to keep a close watch on her whereabouts. There's no need to alert her; just pinpoint her general location."
Yang Mei and Shichen exchanged a glance, instantly understanding Luohu's plan.
This isn't giving up; it's clearly a shift from the light to the shadows, a long-term strategy to catch a big fish.
"Rest assured, fellow Daoist."
Yang Mei and smiled, "I just happen to be practicing the Space Great Dao, traveling through the chaos. I'll keep an eye out for it."
Shichen quickly chimed in, "The River of Time is everywhere; any trace of existence will leave its mark. If she makes any unusual moves, I won't be able to hide it from her."
"Very good." Luohu nodded in satisfaction.
The three reached a consensus, then said no more, each transforming into a stream of light and entering into deep seclusion.
The mortal realm.
After Yang Jian achieved mastery of his cultivation, he descended the mountain to gain experience.
Dressed in a long robe, he respectfully kowtowed three times before the mountain gate.
"Your journey into the mortal world is fraught with peril. Your act of saving your mother is an act of utmost filial piety, yet it also defies the Heavenly Rules. Remember, follow your heart in all things, but also be cautious in all matters."
The voice of Yu Ding Zhenren echoed in his mind.
Yang Jian stood up, resolutely turned around, and stepped into the rolling clouds. His mother was suppressed under Peach Mountain, and as for where Peach Mountain was, and how vast the human world was, he could only inquire as he went.
As we walked down the mountain into the dense forest, it was getting dark.
Yang Jian found a sheltered rock and was about to sit down and rest when he heard several deliberately low footsteps and the slight rustling of branches and leaves in the forest.
Without making a sound, he sensed with his keen senses that the newcomers were hostile; at least five people were quietly closing in from different directions.
Sure enough, three breaths later, several dark figures darted out of the forest, each wielding a weapon.
The leader was a burly man with a face full of scars. He grinned and brandished his nine-ringed broadsword. "Kid, you look so delicate, you must have a lot of money on you, right? If you know what's good for you, hand it over obediently, and we brothers will make sure you suffer less."