Deep within Demon King Valley, beneath a certain Underground Palace, Chen Jingjing and Zhang Rumeng awoke from their cultivation, opening their eyes at the same time. With fair, exquisite faces and raven hair flowing to their waists, either of them would surely become a beauty renowned throughout the land if they went outside. Yet for more than three years, they had never left their seclusion. Until she possessed the strength to shake the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Chen Jingjing would not easily step out of Demon King Valley.
"Jingjing, something major seems to have happened in the Heavenly Court Realm lately. Everywhere, people are talking about a young Devil King who rose to fame in a single battle in the west. Shall we go in and take a look?" Zhang Rumeng asked.
"No, Rumeng. I'm going to check on Sister Xian'er. Ever since she came back injured last time, although she has recovered, her vital energy seems to be growing weaker and weaker. It's as though she's been poisoned by some strange toxin. Sadly, no matter how we ask, she refuses to say a word." Chen Jingjing frowned slightly and shook her head.
"Sigh, if Brother Iron Ox hadn't told us, we probably wouldn't have known that Sister Xian'er went to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to search for Brother Chen Fan's remains. But that Ten Thousand Swords Sect is too hateful. Not only did they destroy Brother Chen Fan's remains, they even injured Sister Xian'er. Once our cultivation succeeds in the future, we will absolutely make them pay the price." Zhang Rumeng clenched her delicate little fists and swore solemnly.
Chen Jingjing nodded faintly without saying anything more, then rose and walked toward the door.
Watching Chen Jingjing leave, the hopeful light in Zhang Rumeng's eyes gradually dimmed. She