Reclaiming What Was Important

Sang Ying did not expect that her Spirit Transformation Lightning Tribulation would attract strange phenomena from heaven and earth.

Indeed, the sudden bell sound was a strange celestial phenomenon. Fortunately, this phenomenon didn't travel far, only appearing in the sect and Pingge City at the foot of the mountain, so it didn't cause too much trouble.

Pingge City wasn't originally called that. It was only because the city witnessed so much of the history of the great war between good and evil, and was rebuilt after being almost destroyed, that it was given the name "Pingge".

Remembering the care that the Flowing Light Sword Sect had given to Pingge City, and also because of the convenience that Sang Ying had provided to Pingge City over the years, the people in the city had always had a very good impression of Sang Ying. Whenever she went down the mountain to move around, both ordinary people and Rogue Cultivator would take the initiative to give her something.

Presumably, they have their own preferences, and it's possible they could temporarily conceal this strange phenomenon.

However, Sang Zheng had already taken the initiative to arrange this matter, so it wasn't his own daughter's place to worry about it.

The matter was quickly suppressed, and almost no one mentioned the strange phenomenon that day. They only knew that the female cultivator surnamed Sang from the Flowing Light Sword Sect had successfully advanced to the Spirit Transformation stage, and her sect was about to hold a grand banquet to celebrate the birth of the new Spirit Transformation cultivator.

Sang Ying had no particular thoughts on this. Over the years, she had helped Fang Chi and Hai Tingzhou revitalize their sect and Lineage, and led many fellow disciples to travel to every corner of the Twin Orchid Realm, trying their best to repair this ravaged land.

But Sang Ying never forgot that there was someone lurking in the shadows, eyeing the Lower Realm with predatory intent, who might suddenly appear and deliver a devastating blow.

Therefore, Sang Ying dared not rest for a moment, and even cultivated more diligently than before. Even so, it took her several hundred years to cultivate to the Spirit Transformation.

Although this level of cultivation isn't the highest, it's enough for Sang Ying to do some things she's been preparing for a long time.

"What?! You're going to the Hidden Nether Realm?!" Upon hearing this news, Sang Zheng nearly jumped up from his chair.

Although these words came from his own daughter, Sang Zheng subconsciously looked at Jiang Zhuoxue. He knew very well that although his daughter hadn't given him a formal title, their relationship was practically on the verge of being officially acknowledged.

Moreover, Jiang Zhuoxue's identity was no ordinary one. It was only after he became the sect leader and retrieved the old record book from the city lord's mansion that he remembered the Devil Dragon pressed down at the bottom of the cliff.

The notebook where I originally took notes has been stained, and the last two characters are completely illegible; only the first character, "Jiang," remains clear.

Sang Zheng wasn't stupid. The Jiang Dragon Race was a black dragon with a history with the Flowing Light Sword Sect. Recalling how Sang Ying had been taken away by a black dragon, he immediately realized that Jiang Zhuoxue, who was now by his daughter's side, was the legendary Blood-Robed Devil Dragon!

This news really startled him. Fortunately, Sang Zheng had been through a lot, and even with a Devil Dragon surrounding his daughter, he... well, he was still a little worried.

Fortunately, throughout these hundreds of years, Jiang Zhuoxue stayed by Sang Ying's side without ever showing any dissatisfaction or resistance towards the Human Race. It can be said that he did whatever Sang Ying asked him to do, and even went so far as to search for many good things for him and his dao companion Wen Miaoshu out of love for Sang Ying.

Jiang Zhuoxue's actions slightly eased Sang Zheng's initial wariness of her, and also made Sang Zheng secretly decide to help conceal the fact that she was the Blood-Robed Devil Dragon.

These relatively peaceful and stable days have continued until now.

Sang Zheng had thought that his family of three would continue to live peacefully, but now it seemed that his daughter was planning to disrupt this rare tranquility.

Sang Zheng didn't refuse immediately. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Tell me your thoughts. You were doing well in the Twin Orchid Realm, so why do you suddenly want to run to the Hidden Nether Realm?"

As far as he knew, the Hidden Nether Realm no good place these days, and even if they were searching for treasures or improving their cultivation, they shouldn't be going there.

Sang Ying made no attempt to hide anything from him and quickly replied, "Jiang Zhuoxue left something there; we're going there this time to retrieve it."

The eyes are in the Immortal Spirit Realm, the scales and teeth are in the Black Tortoise Realm, and the blood, nails, and dragon horns... all the remaining good things were left in the Hidden Nether Realm.

Now it's time for them to take these things back.

Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue had already discussed it. Once Jiang Zhuoxue had found all the treasures she had left behind, they would set off for the Upper Realm to return the Dragon Abyss Sword.

These later points couldn't be revealed to outsiders, so Sang Ying only explained the less important parts of the explanation to her father.

Hearing this, Sang Zheng, who had originally intended to persuade them to stay, found himself completely unable to bring himself to say it.

Things are a bit chaotic in the Hidden Nether Realm, but something that can make my daughter and Jiang Zhuoxue care so much is probably no ordinary trinket.

Sang Zheng thought about it and agreed, but he still asked a few more questions, "Are just the two of you going? How long do you plan to stay?"

"It's just Sang Ying and me going, Uncle. Don't worry, we won't waste too much time there and will definitely come back as soon as possible." Compared to three hundred years ago, Jiang Zhuoxue no longer had the cynicism she once had.

His appearance was still as stunning and unforgettable as before. But his eyes had softened and lost some of their coldness.

As he said this, he secretly squeezed Sang Ying's calloused fingers with his hand hidden under his sleeve.

Sang Zheng pretended not to notice his subtle movements and nodded. "Then you may go. Just remember that you will always be disciples of the Flowing Light Sword Sect and Ten Thousand Daos Born. If you encounter anything you can't handle, feel free to ask the sect for help. We will never let you suffer."

This statement already subtly implied that he considered Jiang Zhuoxue one of his own, and Jiang Zhuoxue, understanding this implication, secretly smiled.

They were both very efficient; they had packed almost all their luggage by the second day after they decided to travel.

Fang Chi is doing a good job as the Palace Master of the Layered Heavens Palace now, and he has even taken on two excellent disciples to teach. The former Palace Master, who is still unconscious, has not yet woken up, but it is said that he has regained some consciousness and may wake up at any time.

As for Hai Tingzhou, with the support of the Hai Household head, he had long ago led his clansmen to rebuild Haizhou City and also took over the position of family head from his own father.

In all calculations, he had it easier Fang Chi. Over the years, he had pushed the affairs of Haizhou City onto his own father, while he himself went to the Layered Heavens Palace to find Fang Chi.

His intentions were so obvious that Fang Chi had come to understand them to some extent over the years.

Unlike Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue, who had already set a date to become dao companion, they probably wouldn't have much time to spend together in the future.

Her former companions had either gone to other small worlds to gain experience or had long since taken on responsibilities, making it impossible for them to travel far with Sang Ying. However, Gu Shu had already cultivated to a certain form, had always stayed by Sang Ying's side, and this time was no exception.

The two stood Sword Qi on the Teleportation Array, quietly waiting for the brief dizziness that would occur after the Teleportation Array activated.

Flying atop Sang Ying's shoulder, Gu Shu, looking like a translucent little doll, was still grumbling, "Oh dear, you're running off again! Didn't you promise to cultivate diligently so you could ascend to immortality as soon as possible? You've only just reached the Spirit Transformation and you're already heading to the Hidden Nether Realm? At this rate, when will you ever ascend...?"

The incessant chatter didn't reach Sang Ying and the other girl's ears; after a moment of darkness, all that remained was a hazy gray sky.

A foul stench wafted to their noses on a gust of wind, and the familiar feeling of suppressed Spiritual Qi energy returned once more.

This land, filled with despair and gloom, is the Hidden Nether Realm!

A note from the author:

That's all for today, thank you everyone, see you tomorrow!