Chapter 029: Me and My Unfair Father and Brother (Twenty-nine)

“…Just kidding.”

In the end, Chen Wenjian just perfunctorily dealt with it with his usual lazy smile.

There is no need to explain, and the more he explains, the more it appears that his intentions are impure.

"Is it funny?" Chen Yunli's eyebrows were tied into a knot. If it weren't for his physiological structure, the knot would have formed nine links.

"Not funny?" Chen Wenjian avoided his gaze and looked at Chen Qiaoyun.

Chen Qiaoyun uttered the word "good" reflexively, but was glared back at by Chen Yunli halfway through. Only the first half of the sound of the word "laugh" remained, turning into a funny "hee".

He saw Chen Yunli raise his foot and run over his father's toes, and gritted his teeth and said, "Even if the king of heaven comes, this is not funny."

Chen Wenjian shrugged with a pale face, so Chen Qiaoyun also shut up.

No one asked Chen Wenjian the reason for this inappropriate "joke". Just then, the third manager of Yuyang Tianzong came over, and they immediately started a new topic tacitly.

"How's the situation?" Chen Qiaoyun regained his serious demeanor as a leader of the righteous sect. "How long has Sect Master Qian been holding out?"

"It's been a whole night. Although the expansion of the Demon Abyss has been greatly curbed, but..." Manager Qingchen looked solemn.

"No problem, I'll go help him." Chen Qiaoyun turned around and said, "Wenjian, Yunli, you two wait here for a moment."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for the three to react, he drew his sword and flew into the air. The moment he landed beside Qian Yuejiu, he swung his sword to cut at the four directions where the demonic veins were invading. The sword light was like a cloud, nailing the veins that were still stubbornly extending forward to the spot, destroying them with ease.

Then, thousands of beams of light burst out from the bottom of the abyss, interweaving into a dense network of thorns, firmly blocking the lava flow that had been exposed on the surface.

Qian Yuejiu and the other disciples, who were struggling to maintain their sanity under the influence of the Demonic Abyss, felt a sense of relief at the same time. The hands that were tightly gripping the weapons subconsciously tightened their grip, and belatedly they felt the soreness, swelling, and numbness in their muscles protesting.

Their heads were buzzing, and the sudden relaxation after excessive tension brought them intense dizziness and fatigue. Many weaker disciples instantly fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

What Qian Yuejiu had worked so hard to achieve, Chen Qiaoyun achieved with just one sword, and he did it even more steadily and without leaving any room for maneuver.

Chen Yunli looked at the four seemingly still Demonic Abyss veins, and was afraid that they would remain in this state for a long time.

"So strong!" He looked at Chen Qiaoyun again, his eyes full of shining light.

Chen Wenjian looked at him and muttered, "A mere trifle."

In mid-air, Qian Yuejiu put away his sword and took a deep breath. Suddenly, he covered his face with his sleeve and spat out a mouthful of blood. The pain in his chest was slightly relieved.

"Thank you Mr. Qiaoyun for your help."

"You're welcome. Go down first." Chen Qiaoyun helped him land on the ground and happened to meet Chen Wenjian's gaze, who gave him a sidelong glance.

How did I offend my father?

Chen Qiaoyun was puzzled, but when she turned around and saw Chen Yunli's slightly admiring look, she suddenly understood.

"Brother!" Chen Yunli rushed in front of him and put his hands on his arms, "That move you just made was really powerful!"

Chen Qiaoyun smiled and ruffled his hair: "I'll teach you again when I have time, as long as you are willing to learn."

Chen Yunli nodded hurriedly.

Although the items and skills in the virtual space cannot be brought into reality, it is a rare opportunity. If you can experience the joy of cultivating immortals, it will be worth the trip.

Qian Yuejiu looked back and forth at the two of them and suddenly asked, "Are these two Mr. Qiaoyun's new friends?"

Chen Qiaoyun nodded: "Yun Li and I call each other brothers, and Wen Jian... is considered our senior."

"I see." Qian Yuejiu bowed and said, "Nice to meet you."

Chen Yunli quickly returned the greeting. Chen Wenjian had initially ignored him, but after Chen Yunli pulled his sleeve, he reluctantly nodded in response.

After a brief acquaintance, Chen Qiaoyun and Qian Yuejiu confirmed that there would be no more trouble in Moyuan for the time being, so they went to a temporary wooden house built nearby to rest and discuss their next actions.

After entering the room and taking a seat, Qian Yuejiu didn't waste a moment and asked Chen Qiaoyun directly: "Sir, you are the most powerful and knowledgeable person in the current cultivation world. I wonder if you know how to destroy the Demon Abyss?"

"Heh." Before Chen Qiaoyun could say anything, Chen Wenjian sneered, "How old is he? Two hundred years old? Is he older than you?"

Qian Yuejiu was stunned: "This..."

Chen Yunli held his forehead with his hand. "Don't blame me, Sect Master. This guy just said something harsh, but he didn't mean any harm. Let me translate what he meant. Legend has it that the Deep Demonic Abyss was the body of an ancient demon. Related records, apart from scattered folk legends, can only exist in the collections of major sects. Mr. Qiaoyun, however, is a well-known independent cultivator. With his experience and status, he probably wouldn't have access to such things."

"Uh... is this what you mean?" Qian Yuejiu was stunned again.

Chen Wenjian said three short sentences, all of which were rhetorical questions. How could they contain so much profound meaning?

Chen Wenjian raised the corner of his lips: "Yeah, almost."

Qian Yuejiu laughed dryly, "Well, Mr. Wenjian has a point. But the original major sects in the cultivation world have been wiped out by Chen Wenjian, and not a single one of the five major sects that were most likely to have recorded the events of the Deep Demon Abyss remains alive. The Yuyang Tianzong was founded less than a hundred years ago, and doesn't have many such documents and texts."

Being singled out for "criticism," Chen Wenjian didn't even blink: "Chen Wenjian only destroyed the sects and factions, but left the things of the five major sects untouched. The destroyed mountain gates of the five major sects are their least valuable parts. The small secret realms within the sects contain many precious collections. Weren't those things taken away by you survivors?"

Qian Yuejiu was speechless, her breath was lost for a moment, her chest ached and she started coughing softly.

Chen Yunli was speechless: "Could you speak a little more gently?"

"Hmm." Chen Wenjian changed his tone and said, "I know those things must have been taken away by you. If we go back and search the warehouse, we will definitely find something."

Qianyuejiu coughed even louder.

"...Thank you all for waiting here. I will send a message back to the sect and have my junior brothers and sisters go look for it."

The leader of a generation of sects chose to flee before coughing out his internal organs.

"How shameless." Chen Wenjian rubbed his chin. "I, whose loot was stolen, am not angry. Why is he embarrassed?"

Chen Yunli rolled his eyes heartily: "Shut up."

Although Chen Wenjian's words were unpleasant to the ear, they clearly pointed the way forward for the Yuyang Tianzong. Not long after, Qingluo personally escorted a large number of ancient books and texts to the wooden house.

Qian Yuejiu regained his dignity as a clan leader and asked Chen Yunli and the other two to help him search through the books for clues. This was exactly what they had come for, and except for Chen Wenjian, who was reluctant, Chen Yunli and Chen Qiaoyun all readily agreed.

There are many ancient books, some of which are extremely old and use complex and abstruse ancient characters. Not only do you have to translate them word by word, but the content is also difficult and obscure, making your eyes and head ache.

Chen Yunli couldn't stand it after reading only half of the book, so he covered his forehead and went out to get some fresh air, otherwise he was worried that he would vomit on the spot.

He stood outside the house for a moment, and Chen Wenjian also pushed the door open and walked out.

"Why did you come out?" Chen Yunli pursed his lips. "Hurry up and go back to help big brother find clues. I'll be in soon."

"No, they can find it. In fact, the answer has long been laid out before their eyes." Chen Wenjian had inexplicable confidence in them. "But it's useless even if they find it. They can't use it. The cultivation world today is no longer what it was during the heyday of the five major sects."

"How dare you say that." Chen Yunli hugged his shoulders, "You destroyed the five major sects with your own hands."

"Fool." Chen Wenjian knocked on his forehead, his bent knuckles like a crescent jade pendant, making a crisp sound when it collided with his forehead bone.

Chen Yunli covered his forehead and glared at him.

"If you keep glaring, your eyeballs will pop out." Chen Wenjian smiled and pinched his face again, until he was on the verge of exasperation before continuing, "The five major sects I'm talking about were at their peak a thousand years ago. Back then, the sects produced countless talented people, and each generation had a leading figure, just like the sun god charioting after the sun, driving the cultivation world forward continuously."

"But the sun sets, and the five great sects are also declining. Those five mountain-suppressing formations were jointly set up by the most outstanding disciples in their heyday. By the time I destroyed them, they didn't even have the ability to activate the formations."

Chen Yunli listened intently. Chen Wenjian never bothered to defend himself; what he said was indeed the truth.

Moreover, Chen Yunli also knew the method to seal the deep demonic abyss.

It is the mountain-guarding formation of the five major sects. The formation diagram, formation deployment method and formation materials are all in the most obscure ancient books, and are very detailed.

But they have lost the ability to form a formation.

The decline of the cultivation world actually began a long time ago. Probably after the change in the realm of cultivation, it began to fall in a direction from which there was no turning back.

The current realm of cultivation is actually missing a level: the legendary realm of immortality. From a certain point on, no one could break through and transcend to become an immortal. Gradually, practitioners only knew about these five realms, and were unaware of the existence of immortals in the mortal world.

Even Chen Qiaoyun, the number one cultivator in the world today, only briefly broke through this bottleneck that was like a natural chasm at the last moment of his fight with Chen Wenjian. The only one who truly reached the realm of immortals in ancient times... or the realm of demons was Chen Wenjian in his prime.

"Then what should we do?" Chen Yunli murmured. "With my strength, I can only temporarily contain the expansion of the Demonic Abyss. Over time, they will break free from their shackles and merge into a complete Demonic Vein. The Demonic Abyss is already difficult to deal with now. I can't imagine what kind of predicament we will be in then."

"If the problem can't be solved, letting it take its course is also a good idea." Chen Wenjian smiled, his dark eyes flashing with excitement. "If everyone becomes a demon, then there will be no demons in this world, right?"

Upon hearing this, alarm bells rang in Chen Yunli's heart.

Is this guy going to cause trouble? No! Things are so urgent now, and his attitude is related to his mission. Don't lose your temper now!

Chen Yunli thought about it and racked his brains to find a way to persuade him to calm down, and finally the pointer pointed to himself.

Chen Wenjian went crazy the moment he became possessed by the devil. Now he doesn't even care about himself and only gives Chen Yunli some special treatment.

But Chen Yunli was still observing. He was not sure whether Chen Wenjian's special treatment was just a momentary joke or a genuine concern.

Never mind, it’s a knife anyway, so try it on yourself!

Chen Yunliu suddenly turned his head, raised his hand and slapped Chen Wenjian on the forehead, turning the excitement in his eyes into astonishment.

"The process of falling into demonism is no different from the reshaping of the soul. Not everyone has your determination." He put his hands on his hips, his face full of seriousness. "If I also fell into demonism, then I would no longer be myself."

Chen Wenjian looked at him, and he looked at Chen Wenjian.

Chen Wenjian blinked, and he blinked too.

Just when Chen Yunli was feeling uneasy and even his heart was beating faster because of his silence, he reached out and pinched his nose bone, and exhaled a long, deep breath from his nose.

"I take back what I said earlier. Everyone turning into a demon is like meat rotting in a slop bucket for three days. Even a dog would shake its head at the sight." His indifferent tone lingered with murderous intent, a mere conjecture with no real evidence. "Actually, besides recasting the five major sects' mountain-guarding formations, there's another way to completely eradicate the Demon Abyss."

Before he could finish his words and react to Chen Yunli's weird metaphor, the door of the cabin was hastily opened, and Qian Yuejiu and Chen Qiaoyun stared at him with two pairs of eyes.

"I'd love to hear more!"

"The Deep Demonic Abyss is the body of a Heavenly Demon. We can simply reshape them back into Heavenly Demon bodies." Chen Wenjian's words were shocking, and the method he proposed was as crazy as he was. "Specifically, we need to find a demon cultivator with strength comparable to that of a Heavenly Demon, absorb the power of the Demonic Abyss, and then kill him."

“This, this…” Qian Yuejiu was dumbfounded. “The Heavenly Demon is an existence comparable to an Immortal. How could there be such a demon cultivator in the world?”

"Isn't that Chen Wenjian?" Chen Wenjian sold himself without any worries.

Qian Yuejiu's expression changed drastically, and she couldn't help but blurt out, "He's dead!"

Chen Wenjian glanced at him, finding his reaction rather dull. He then looked at Chen Qiaoyun, "Even after death, the body still exists. Mr. Qiaoyun, the body of the Heavenly Demon is indestructible. You can't destroy it. Where is it hidden?"

Chen Qiaoyun fell silent with a complicated expression.

The two looked at each other quietly, but Chen Yunli and Qian Yuejiu were shocked - the former was shocked that Chen Wenjian's body was still there, and the latter was shocked that Chen Qiaoyun would actually hide Chen Wenjian's body.

Although the reasons were different, the expressions on their faces were exactly the same.

"Releasing Chen Wenjian's body is very dangerous." Chen Qiaoyun stared at Chen Wenjian and said something that only Qian Yuejiu didn't understand. "Yun Li, Wen Jian, you understand what I mean."

Chen Wenjian smiled slightly: "Heh."

Chen Yunli reacted quickly, looking Chen Wenjian up and down, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart.

Yes, he understood.

The new body that Chen Wenjian is using now is actually the shackles that Chen Qiaoyun uses to imprison him. Once his soul returns to his body, according to his immortal physique, he will definitely be resurrected on the spot, and at least half of the practitioners will be scared to death.

By then, no one, not even Chen Qiaoyun, could stop him. Saving the world or destroying it was all up to him.

Everyone present, including Chen Yunli, did not think that he would choose the former.

Thinking of this, Chen Yunli felt a chill down his spine.

The atmosphere around was solemn, and the wind passing by was filled with a sense of solemnity.

Qian Yuejiu looked at the three people in the tense atmosphere with a bewildered look on her face, like a badger jumping up and down in a melon field but unable to see or eat.

Understand what?! What on earth did you understand?!