As the two walked and grumbled, Wang Cai gradually became less afraid, though its curiosity remained strong. "So at least four people have already entered this Yang Valley and gotten weapons. Didn't we come too late? And those weapons of theirs—I feel like they work on the same principles as your Asura Battle Axe. The guy who forged your axe wasn't simple!"
Chu Han frowned. "Ye Mo is no longer in this world, but I have indeed noticed in many ways that the Asura Battle Axe resembles Xu Feng's weapons. At least the principles are similar. But they didn't come from Yang Valley, so there are still differences."
"Tut, tut, tut!" Wang Cai smacked its lips. "Xiao Qi was the one who lured you into taking that axe back then. Could Ye Mo be connected to the Xiao family?"
"Who the hell knows!" Chu Han fell silent after that. It was hot and stuffy here; thinking too much made his head hurt.
After they walked a little farther, the temperature noticeably dropped at a certain point, instantly making Chu Han feel refreshed all over.
"Nice! This Yang Valley is amazing!" Wang Cai marveled.
A strange smile curled across Chu Han's lips. "That's the yin energy of ghosts. You still think it's cool?"
Crack!
Wang Cai was so frightened that it did not dare speak.
"Haha!" Chu Han laughed loudly. "Eat, sleep, mess with Wang Cai!"
"Damn it! You tricked me?" Wang Cai flew into a rage.
"I didn't trick you. Can't you use your brain?" Chu Han looked utterly innocent. "Yang Valley is a graveyard, so why is it called Yang Valley? Yin Valley would obviously be more fitting, right? We're underground, close to the Earth's core, so heat is perfectly normal. Why would it suddenly turn chilly?"
"Yin and