"Of course!"
Yu Nanlin said. The young woman seemed as eager to talk as ever.
"Although the Demon-Locking Tower is a prison for Demon Fiends, it's also a trial ground for us Xuanmen disciples. If the Demon Fiends had no magical power, what would we be testing ourselves against? We say we're going in to interrogate them, but we actually have to fight them too."
As she spoke, she glanced at Yuchi Zhenyan.
"Yuchi follows the Bearded Immortal and is stationed at the Min Mountain Sword Pavilion. He deals with the Red Heart Cult all year round. This time, he's going into the tower to ask some questions. He probably felt he couldn't win, so he dragged me along."
Yuchi Zhenyan's face darkened again at that. What does she mean, I felt I couldn't win? I just wanted your company!
But that was hardly something he could explain, so he could only bottle up his irritation and stare at Feng Ji Hu preparing the medicine.
Feng Ji Hu seemed rather interested and asked another question.
"I've long heard of the famous Demon-Locking Tower in the Shu Central Region. How many Demon Fiends must be locked up inside?"
Yu Nanlin hesitated a little at that question.
"Well, I don't know the exact number. The Demon-Locking Tower was built in the early Tang, several thousand years ago. Altogether, no fewer than ten thousand Demon Fiends have been put inside. But those who've been in there for over five hundred years should all have died of old age by now. Some went in gravely wounded, and some had little lifespan left when they were captured. Others relied entirely on feeding on flesh and blood to sustain their cultivation. There's none of that in the tower, so most don't even survive that long.
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