Chapter 46 046 Entering the Tower Meow, meow meow meow, meow! ...
After a long and difficult wait for the tide of souls to pass, Yun Tianjiao and Zhiwei were finally able to leave the Ghost Realm.
However, as soon as Zhiwei stepped out of the barrier of the ghost realm, the jade pendant hanging at her waist lit up.
This is a communication jade tablet that all gods possess, but Zhiwei is a newly ascended god and rarely associates with other gods. This is the first time Yun Tianjiao has seen his communication jade tablet light up.
Zhiwei was clearly taken aback for a moment. She picked up the jade tablet and unsealed it. A voice came from inside the jade tablet: "The Celestial Venerable summons all celestial beings to immediately proceed to the Celestial Realm for an assembly."
At the same time, the gates of the ghost realm behind them suddenly slammed shut, and a series of urgent bell tolled from within, accompanied by the ghost generals shouting in unison, "Be on guard! Be on guard!"
Yun Tianjiao was startled and looked at Zhiwei: "What's wrong?"
Zhiwei calmly put away the jade token and said, "It's alright. It's probably because the Heavenly Realm is making some moves and is about to go to war with the Ghost Realm again."
Seeing Yun Tianjiao's tense expression, Zhi smiled and said, "Your Highness need not worry. The Ghost Realm and the Heavenly Realm are irreconcilable enemies. Such disputes often occur, but because they are not large in scale, they are not perceived by the mortal world."
Although Yun Tianjiao had never experienced the war between immortals and demons, judging from the ancient myths passed down orally, once the two realms went to war, it was the common people in the mortal world who suffered the most. Hearing Zhiwei say this, he felt somewhat relieved.
“However, I may not be able to accompany Your Highness to the Pagoda of Sorrow for the time being,” Zhiwei added, looking apologetic. “I will trouble Your Highness to return to the palace and wait for me for a while. We will proceed to the Pagoda of Sorrow once I return.”
Yun Tianjiao replied, "I don't know how long you will be gone from the Heavenly Realm. Didn't you prepare a protective treasure for me? I can go by myself. I can't rest easy until I hear news of Shen Qiongzhi."
Zhiwei pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Very well, then I will escort Your Highness to the entrance of the Pagoda of Sorrow."
After saying that, he began to draw a teleportation array on the ground.
Looking at the complex array patterns, Yun Tianjiao asked, "This array must consume a lot of divine power, right? Can you handle it?"
You know, back then he struggled to teleport her more than ten miles, so the location of the Sorrowful Tower, which he didn't know, couldn't be very close.
Upon hearing Yun Tianjiao's question, Zhiwei paused slightly in drawing the array.
"Your Highness, after the Ascension Ceremony, I have gained some followers, and many things are now possible."
He deliberately emphasized the word "can," as if to stress it out, and quickly finished drawing the magic circle.
The two entered the teleportation array and instantly appeared in front of a towering tower that seemed to reach into the clouds.
Zhiwei emerged from the formation and walked straight to the tower gate. She placed her long, slender, fair hand on the gate and gently pushed it open, causing the tower gate to open silently.
Yun Tianjiao: "..."
Is this the Tower of Sorrow, the legendary place where demons are imprisoned? How could it be opened so easily?
"Your Highness, please go in first to search for Miss Chen's whereabouts. I will come shortly." Zhiwei used her finger to pull out the small vajra pendant hanging around Yun Tianjiao's neck, making it visible.
Perhaps because he was already used to it, Yun Tianjiao didn't realize how intimate the gesture was.
"Go in peace, don't worry about me." Yun Tianjiao patted the True Word Blade hanging at his waist.
Zhiwei watched Yun Tianjiao enter the tower before teleporting away, seemingly completely unconcerned.
Bang!
The gates of the Tongbei Tower slammed shut the moment Yun Tianjiao stepped inside. At the same time, Yun Tianjiao felt gusts of cold wind sweeping around him, and dreamlike murmurs filled his ears.
"Oh dear, another newcomer. Let's see which unlucky fellow got locked up by those damn gods?"
"Haha, a newbie's here! A newbie's here! From now on, the job of emptying chamber pots won't be mine anymore!"
"Mmm, it smells so good! I think I can smell a living person?"
Despite her seemingly carefree demeanor, Yun Tianjiao was still undeniably nervous as she entered the demon's lair alone. Surrounded by so many demons and monsters in the pitch-black darkness, she instinctively drew her Demon-Slaying Blade and swung it horizontally.
This immediately triggered a cacophony of howls and wailing.
Amidst a chorus of curses and swears, candlelight suddenly illuminated the walls, lighting up the space inside the tower.
Yun Tianjiao stood at the gate with his knife in hand, while pairs of eyes peered over from all directions, filled with curiosity, scrutiny, and caution.
They stood facing each other in silence, resulting in a stalemate.
Then, one of the demons whispered, "Did you...see that?"
"Hmm, you saw it too?"
"Of course! I thought I was seeing things... Turns out you all saw it!"
As Yun Tianjiao listened to the demons and ghosts talking amongst themselves, he even wanted to ask, "What exactly did you see?"
However, the demons and ghosts then began a new round of cryptic pronouncements—
"Yeah?"
"Hmm... I guess so..."
"I think so too..."
"Who of you will go up and take a closer look?"
"Didn't you see that knife in her hand? She's not someone to be trifled with."
"How about we talk to her and ask her to stop cutting for now, so we can observe the situation first?"
Yun Tianjiao finally ran out of patience, coughed, and interrupted the "whispers" of these demons and ghosts.
"Actually, you can speak louder, I can hear you anyway."
The surroundings instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the demons and ghosts seemed to have been collectively struck by a mute spell, becoming utterly silent.
Yun Tianjiao waited a moment, then tried to take a step forward, which immediately drew gasps of surprise, as if she had done something terrible.
Whispers filled the air again.
"Why don't you go, Old Tang, and turn back into your original form? Aren't humans generally very friendly towards your original form?"
"Yes, yes, Old Tang, go take a look! You're so fluffy and cute!"
"Why make me go? Aren't you all originally furry?"
"Hiss..."
"Hey, you're the oldest here, even if you die, it won't be a waste of your time!"
Yun Tianjiao seemed to hear the sound of wild cats fighting, and then a round, orange-yellow fur ball rolled out from the shadows, or more precisely, it looked like it had been kicked out.
She gripped her demon-slaying sword warily, and only when she saw the furry ball reveal a pair of big, round, watery black eyes and a pair of fluffy, pointed ears did she barely suppress the urge to draw her sword and slash wildly.
"Um, well, cough cough... Meow?"
Yun Tianjiao: "..."
Princess was at a loss for words. After all, it was extremely strange to see a fat orange cat squatting in front of her, first speaking human language and then pretending to meow.
"Meow, meow meow meow, meow!"
The chubby orange cat seemed to have found its rhythm, meowing incessantly.
Yun Tianjiao drew his Ghost-Slaying Blade halfway out of its sheath, revealing a chilling glint, and said in a cold voice, "Speak!"
The chubby orange cat was startled, its fluffy, soft fur standing on end. It covered its head with its two front paws and curled up into a ball.
"No, no, no, heroine, please have mercy! I just... I just wanted to get closer to you so I could see you clearly, I meant no harm!"
"What do you need to see clearly?"
The chubby orange cat lowered one of its front paws, revealing one eye, and secretly glanced at Yun Tianjiao's neck. "You know, that little gold pendant you're wearing around your neck."
Yun Tianjiao looked down at the small Vajra Pestle on his body and asked, "What's wrong with this?"
Fat Orange asked cautiously, "Excuse me, is this pendant... a vajra?"
"good."
Fat Orange perked up immediately, no longer caring about being afraid of the mantra in Yun Tianjiao's hand. Using all four paws, it wiggled its chubby body closer, stretched its already short neck as high as it could, and stared intently at the vajra with its round cat eyes.
"Oh my, it really is! It really is!" With his exclamation, all the demons and monsters that had been pretending to be dead suddenly came to life, revealing themselves and forming a dark mass that surrounded Yun Tianjiao, peering furtively at the vajra pendant on her body.
Yun Tianjiao sensed no malice from these demons and ghosts, and relaxed slightly, asking, "You recognize this?"
He thought the demons and ghosts would give a positive answer, but to his surprise, when Yun Tianjiao asked, they all shook their heads like rattles and denied it outright.
"I don't recognize him! I don't recognize him!"
"Yes, I've never seen it before!"
"I have absolutely no idea!"
Yun Tianjiao: "..."
I heard Zhiwei mention that the lower the level of the Tower of Sorrow, the less dangerous the demons locked inside are. Could it be that those locked up on the first level are all idiots?
After the demons and ghosts clearly saw the Vajra Pestle around Yun Tianjiao's neck, they seemed to collectively lose interest in it in an instant, refusing to mention it again, and scrambling to awkwardly change the subject in clumsy ways.
"Heroine, your outfit looks beautiful!"
"Have you eaten today, heroine? Would you like to try some of my eggs?"
"Heroine, are you here to kill us? I'm afraid of pain, could you knock me out first before you start? Waaaaah..."
Yun Tianjiao was annoyed by their clamor, so he drew the Demon-Slaying Blade from its sheath. In an instant, the demons scattered and became as quiet as chickens.
"I'd like to ask you about someone. There's a girl who looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, with big eyes, an oval face, and her hair styled in double buns. She's about this tall. Have you seen her?" Yun Tianjiao gestured her approximate height, thought for a moment, and then described Shen Qiongzhi's attire on the last day of the Ascension Ceremony.
The demons looked at each other, and finally, without prior arrangement, they all thought of the same person.
"You're not talking about that crybaby, are you?"
Yun Tianjiao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is she?"
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