Netherworld Boat Ticket

"This wooden box actually contains lingering demonic energy, but it's not the aura of Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon. Could it be something left behind by local Devil Race?"

On Miaomiao Mountain, Chu Feng carefully examined the box in front of him, muttering to himself.

The Profound Heaven Continent was once inhabited by Devil Race, Devil Race ruled this continent for countless epochs.

However, the rule of the Devil Race was eventually overthrown by cultivators of all races, and a situation of common dominance among all races was formed.

The totem engraved on the box was one he had never seen before.

You should know that he has read all the books in the Miscellaneous Dao Institute; he dares to say that he is well-read.

Could this thing not be from this era?

Impossible. How could a secular force like the Severed Emotion Valley possess things from the previous era?

"Master, I chose this box precisely because I discovered the residual demonic energy within it."

Chu Caiyi said respectfully.

After bringing her two children back to Dao-Seeking City and settling them down, she immediately went to pay her respects to her master and presented him with the wooden box she had found in the Severed Emotion Valley.

This is a box sealed by a restriction, even after tens of thousands of years.

The carvings on the wooden box are still lifelike.

"I'm curious about what's inside."

Chu Feng put down the box in his hand and looked at Chu Caiyi, saying, "You don't mind if I open it, do you?"

"Please, Master."

Chu Caiyi didn't think it was a big deal.

Without his master, he would never have had the chance to meet his two children, let alone achieve his current status.

"Good."

With a casual wave of his hand, Chu Feng easily broke the Nirvana Restriction on the box.

He slowly opened the box, and inside was a parchment scroll.

Without thinking much, Chu Feng reached out and took out the parchment scroll. The moment his hand touched the scroll, a demonic aura emanated from it.

Hmm...

Chu Feng emitted rays of Dao Light from his hands, instantly suppressing the demonic energy.

He slowly unwrapped the parchment, and saw that it was filled with demonic and eerie energy.

This amount of demonic energy was nothing to Chu Feng.

With a casual wave of his hand, the demonic and eerie energy dissipated, revealing a ship emerging from the parchment scroll.

It was a lifelike ghost ship. Why is it called a ghost ship?

It's because although the ship was clearly just a painting, there were ghosts moving inside, and the demonic and eerie aura emanated from these ghosts.

"It feels like a Netherworld Boat Ticket."

Upon hearing this, all the cultivators present showed puzzled expressions and cast curious glances at Chu Feng.

The Great Sage Golden Wing suddenly blurted out, "Is it a ticket for that never-ending Netherworld Treasure Boat?"

"Good."

Chu Feng laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to have such insight."

Great Sage Golden Wing chuckled, "Hehe, brother, don't flatter me. This is all from my bloodline inheritance."

It is said that as long as you hold a ticket to the Netherworld Boat Ticket, you can board the Netherworld Treasure Boat and gain eternal life on it.

The only pity is that no one who boarded that ship ever disembarked.

Chu Feng: "Immortality through imprisonment?"

Great Sage Golden Wing shook his head. "I don't understand."

Chu Feng put the Netherworld Boat Ticket away in a box and pushed it in front of Chu Caiyi.

"I've already answered your question. Keep this safe; you never know when you might need it."

Chu Caiyi shook her head. "Master, this is a gift from your disciple. I hope you will accept it."

"OK."

Chu Feng didn't refuse. "I really like these quirky little things. Have you made arrangements for your children?"

Chu Caiyi: "Reporting to Master, this disciple has already made arrangements for them."

"I'll bring them up the mountain sometime so I can see them," Chu Feng said casually.

"Promise."

Chu Caiyi responded.

Chu Feng said, "You must be tired from your trip. Go and rest first."

"This disciple takes his leave."

After the three women finished speaking in unison, they turned and left.

Chu Feng then opened the box again and carefully examined the ticket.

"Brother, would you like to go and see the Netherworld Treasure Boat?"

Upon seeing this Great Sage Golden Wing instinctively asked a question, almost as if to say, "Please take me with you."

Chu Feng nodded. "I'm somewhat interested, but now is not the time. We need to find a suitable opportunity."

When would be a good time?

The Great Sage Golden Wing then asked.

Chu Feng laughed and said, "When the time comes, you'll find out. Don't be scared out of your wits by what's on the Netherworld Treasure Boat then."

Great Sage Golden Wing paused for a moment, then straightened his back and said, "Brother, who do you look down on? As long as I follow you, I dare to go anywhere."

"Hehe."

Chu Feng chuckled but didn't offer any further comment.

Just then, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Uncle-Master Chu, your disciple Little White has come to request an audience."

"Enter."

Chu Feng looked towards the door and saw Elder Little White Xiaobai walk in with a smile, accompanied by a handsome young man who was looking around.

Elder Little White seemed to have noticed the young man's suspicious behavior and quickly scolded him, "I told you not to look around like that, why won't you listen?"

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately lowered his head.

Chu Feng turned his gaze to the young man and asked, "Elder Bai, who is this?"

Elder Little White replied, "Uncle-Master Chu, his surname is Bing, and he is a descendant of Elder Bing."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng realized that he had never asked Bingyan about her family situation, even though he and Bing Yan had been sleeping together for so many years.

It seems I brought all the good habits from my past life with me. Luckily, Elder Bing wasn't a fairy from my previous life, otherwise I would have been branded a scumbag.

Upon hearing this, Bing Yan slowly turned her gaze to the young man and said coldly, "Didn't I say that I have no connection with the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor?"

Before he could finish speaking, the young man knelt down with a thud and stammered, "..."

"What you say is absolutely right, but when you left the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor, you promised the Ancestor that you would help three times if the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor were in trouble."

Having lived two lives, Chu Feng knew from their conversation that Bing Yan's relationship with her family was not good.

"Take out the Ice Feather."

Bing Yan said coldly.

"Promise."

The young man quickly took out a feather radiating coldness from his storage ring and handed it over.

Bing Yan took the ice feather and casually cast a spell, and soon a pattern appeared on the ice feather.

"It is indeed the ice feather I left behind back then. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

The young man said, "Grandma, the Ancestor wishes to have you participate in the Sexagenary Battle on behalf of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor."

"Snort!"

Bing Yan snorted coldly, "It seems that the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor is not far from its destruction. They actually thought of having an outsider like me participate in the Sexagenary Battle. Tell me, when is it?"

The young man quickly replied, "In half a month."

"Can."

Bing Yan agreed without much thought, then said, "Get out of here."

"Promise."

The young man responded and scrambled away from the courtyard, leaving Chu Feng and the others looking on with bewildered expressions...