Chapter 1191 1151: Chen Fei's Preparations

Chen Fei pursed his lips, his eyes fierce and filled with killing intent. The so-called candidate for the Saintess title, to put it nicely, is still a Saintess, but to put it bluntly, she should completely be considered a human plaything meant for attracting and gifting to others?

Chen Fei's face grew a lot colder, and he took a deep breath. His pitch-black eyes, as clear as glazed glass, lifted to meet the gaze of the other, and he slowly said, "Thank you for the reminder, elder, I understand..."

"Is that all? You don't have anything else to say?" Nine Wild Serpent Madam's aged eyebrows twitched as she said flatly.

"Say?" Chen Fei laughed self-deprecatingly and said lightly, "To speak seems of little use, doesn't it?"

According to what the other party said, the Flower God Sect is the top force in the latter half of the Inner Region, second only to the Five Great Ancient Sects. And these are the type of figures or sects they need to curry favor with...

Such a level is too far out of reach for him at the moment.

"So, are you thinking of giving up? If that's the case, it seems I misjudged you." Nine Wild Serpent Madam said coldly.

"Give up?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fei smirked slightly, lifting his head to seriously gaze at the face of Nine Wild Serpent Madam.

"Elder, though I say this in front of you now, you might think I'm a frog in a well, arrogant and ignorant. That's why I didn't want to say it earlier. But since you want to hear it now, fine, I'll just tell you..."

Chen Fei's dark, glazed-like eyes blinked, and for a fleeting moment, a crimson and brilliant color exploded, causing Nine Wild Serpent Madam's pupils to slightly shrink.

"Wann Qing is my wife. She was before, she is now, and she will be in the future! So, since she's in your Flower God Sect, I hope you can take good care of her, not let her suffer any grievance, or else if one day I hear anything that displeases me, perhaps I'll just turn your Flower God Sect upside down!"

"Elder, do you believe me?"

The words from a madman, insane words, landed in Nine Wild Serpent Madam's ears, making her ancient eyes squint slightly. The color within them gradually grew colder to the extreme.

"Countless people have said those words before, but now they are all just a pile of yellow earth, buried underground."

She looked at Chen Fei and said coldly.

"So many people have said these words, but surely one of them says it truthfully, right?" Chen Fei said disbelievingly, lightly.

Nine Wild Serpent Madam was slightly taken aback, then coldly gazed at Chen Fei.

Crack.

The twisted area in the void began to dissipate, as did Nine Wild Serpent Madam's face.

However, before disappearing, that cold voice echoed once more.

"At most three years, the Inner Region will definitely have an earth-shattering battle. If by then you haven't arrived, it'll be too late, understand?"

Nine Wild Serpent Madam didn't know why she left such a message.

She knew well the sharpness of young people, and she had seen too many so-called geniuses, yet up till now? Up till now, most of those geniuses are dead! They all perished along the way.

And like Chen Fei, daring to brazenly provoke their Flower God Sect to the point of madness, not a single one has survived.

But still, she left those words, not even knowing why herself.

"Three years? That should be enough, or maybe even less will do…" Chen Fei whispered softly, his eyes fixed on the area where Nine Wild Serpent Madam's imprint had disappeared, finally clenching his fist hard.

Within three years, I must reach the True Monarch realm as quickly as possible!

Chen Fei set a strict goal for himself within his mind.

"Yin Lie."

"Lord Mansion Master." Yin Lie walked in from outside the teahouse with an astonished expression, his eyes unconsciously glancing around.

"Handle the surrounding area, make sure no one notices anything strange or suspicious. I'll find you in a few days for some matters, but for now, you all can move freely."

After speaking, Chen Fei left the teahouse.

"…Understood. Alas." Watching Chen Fei's departing figure, Yin Lie clearly sensed the change in his mood, shaking his head with a light sigh, he no longer spoke.

Though with his current strength he could stand at the pinnacle of Ghost Wolf City, compared to an existence as terrifying as Nine Wild Serpent Madam, he was still far too weak. It was like comparing an elephant to an ant, completely incomparable.

So even though he knew why Chen Fei was holding back anger due to this, and why he was emotionally stirred, he could only keep his mouth shut, unable to speak.

...

And so, three days later, an unexpected guest arrived at Chen Fei's doorstep.

Covered in fur, with heavily muscled and powerful body under a black robe, bright and sharp eyes; seeing this person, Chen Fei couldn't help but be surprised.

"Elder Batian?"

"Patriarch Chen, long time no see." Batian smiled and raised his hand.

"What brings you here?" Chen Fei asked, puzzled as he looked at him.

"I've come with a purpose to find you this time." Batian's expression tensed slightly.

"Oh?" Chen Fei said with a more serious expression, "What's the matter?"

"Someone has placed an order in our Dark Demon Tower—to take your life." Batian pressed his lips together, speaking slowly.

"Hmm?" Chen Fei narrowed his eyes coldly. "Who?"

"Originally, according to our records, the person should be a wandering cultivator surnamed Lu with quite formidable strength, a Peak of Fourth Heavenly Layer of True Person Realm expert. However, recently, when our men followed him to Earth, they discovered something else..."

At this point, Batian paused slightly, delivering some mystery.

"Surname Lu?" Chen Fei furrowed his brows, thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "People from the White Snake Sect?"

Batian's eyes widened with surprise and he nodded. "Indeed. Later, our investigation revealed that his true name is Lul Yuanshan, the Supreme Elder of the White Snake Sect in Earth Giant Spirit Secret Realm... Unexpectedly, this small world actually conceals a World Within a World? And not only that, the forces within this World Within a World seem to be the ones that mysteriously vanished outside one or two hundred years ago..."

"You know all that. Your investigation really is thorough." Chen Fei smiled.

"Haha." Batian also laughed, saying, "After all, our Dark Demon Tower's business relies on this; how could we possibly manage without professionalism?"

"Then since that's the case, have you investigated the Falling God Valley within the Giant Spirit Secret Realm?" Chen Fei softly asked.

"Falling God Valley? What's that?" Batian frowned, evidently unaware.

"The final battlefield where two Great Heavenly Pill Realm cultivators fought to death. Ultimately, both died there, and moreover, the Falling God Valley hides something even more precious than the remains of the two Great Heavenly Pill Realm existences."

Chen Fei smiled mysteriously.

"What?"

Batian's gaze shrank, his complexion changed, he was utterly shocked, a place of the final battle of two Great Heavenly Pill Realm cultivators?

And something even more precious than the remains of two Great Heavenly Pill Realm existences!?

"What is it!?" He couldn't help but blurt out.

"Nirvana Blood Pool," Chen Fei said calmly.

"What!?"

Batian was struck as though by lightning, his eyes fixed upon Chen Fei, speechless for a long time.

"Ni-Nirvana Blood Pool?" After a long while, he rasped at Chen Fei incredulously.

For those who make a living off intelligence, how could they not understand the rarity of Nirvana Blood Pool, a sacred relic!?

Chen Fei remained silent, merely smiling at him.

Batian naturally looked at Chen Fei with disbelief, unable to hold back from asking after a long pause, "Patriarch Chen, you actually just told me such precious information straight out?"

"Yes." Chen Fei shook his head, smiling lightly, "Originally, I intended to keep it a secret, but since you've come to inform me of that news, and I'm someone who believes in reciprocation, it's merely a piece of information, it's not much."

"But, but..." Batian stood speechless, staring at Chen Fei, still unable to comprehend why he would reveal such information that others would surely try to conceal?

Batian couldn't understand. Truly, he was somewhat unable to understand.

"Senior Batian, you don't actually need to look at me like that. The reason I'm willing to tell you this information also has its cause." Chen Fei continued to smile as he spoke.

"What cause?" Batian asked.

"First, although the Falling God Valley may hide the Nirvana Blood Pool, it's also something that needs to be fought over. I'm confident that your Dark Demon Tower should not be able to outcompete me." Chen Fei confidently raised a finger.

"Outcompete?" Batian laughed speechlessly, shrugging. "Patriarch Chen, I admit that I'm indeed currently not your opponent. However, if this matter becomes known to the whole tower and your strength is compared to our Dark Demon Tower's myriad forces, do you really think one person could be stronger?"

"Yes." Chen Fei laughed, nodded without hesitation.

"You..." Batian was left speechless, not knowing what to say.

"Moreover," at this moment, Chen Fei raised a second finger, "There's another matter your Dark Demon Tower might not know. Within the Secret Realm, there is a sect called Wind Thunder Sect, and within that sect, there exists a Minor Heavenly Position Yuan Dan Realm figure."

"What!?" Batian's expression changed completely now. Below True Monarch Realm, that would be nothing as they believed their Dark Demon Tower could triumph, perhaps even sweep over them. But once it involved a Primordial Core True Lord Realm figure, that's a different nature.

Just like the former old City Lord of Ghost Wolf City; he alone oppressed them in such a way that the entire Dark Demon Tower languished for nearly a century, living in shadows like rats unable to raise their heads at all.

"Wait..." This time, Batian's huge eyes suddenly narrowed, muttering with some speculation, "Could it be that those sects vanished outside one or two hundred years ago because of Falling God Valley?"

"Correct." Chen Fei nodded, speaking calmly, "That Wind Thunder Sect has a True Monarch Realm figure, which is quite troublesome. However, I am determined to attain the Nirvana Blood Pool, so I wish to cooperate with your Dark Demon Tower, to make a trade."

"What trade?" Batian asked in a daze.

"The Nirvana Blood Pool will belong to me, and you must help deal with others. In exchange, I will assist your Pavilion Master in breaking through to the Realm of the Fourth Grade Demon King."

Chen Fei spoke slowly.

"What, you can help our Pavilion Master break through to the Realm of the Fourth Grade Demon King? How is that possible!?"

Batian jumped at the news, staring at Chen Fei in disbelief.

The Fourth Grade Demon King Realm is equivalent to the Primordial Core True Lord Realm of human cultivators, and reaching it is as difficult as ascending to heaven. But now?

But now Chen Fei claims he can help their Pavilion Master reach it, this, this... It's not just Batian finding it unbelievable, who else would dare believe such a thing?