Chapter 1298 1257: Refusing the Toast, Drinking the Penalty Wine?

After obtaining the Yin River Scorpion from the Hundred Knowledge Palace in the Ancient City of the Heavenly Capital, Chen Fei returned with the Nine Nether Palace higher-ups to the Outer Domain Earth Martial City, entering the Nine Nether Palace's Secret Realm to fulfill his promise.

For others, the process of transforming someone into an Earth Corpse may be tedious and complex, with a high risk of failure from even the slightest oversight. But for Chen Fei, with the support of high-level Cultivation World inheritances, it wasn't a significant issue.

In less than half a month, Chen Fei successfully transformed the Blood Fiend Spirit Body of the Nine Nether Palace into an Earth Corpse.

Deep within the Nine Nether Palace, there is an expanse of wilderness that appears extremely desolate. Large areas are covered with yellowed weeds and chaotic, rocky hillocks scattered throughout. At this moment, Chen Fei and a group of people carrying a coffin are standing in one part of this wilderness, in a place with crumbling walls and decayed soil filled with a thick aura of ancient time, eerie yet full of nostalgia...

"Dragon vein cultivation for millions, to extend life by three to five years!" After a brief moment, Chen Fei raised a specially made gray-white talisman and shouted. Immediately, he took out the one-legged Yin River Scorpion, attached the talisman to it, and tossed it towards the sky.

Boom! A thunderclap roared, deafeningly! It tore through the heavens and the earth, stunning everyone! They trembled and turned pale...

"This, this is..." The speaker was the Great Heaven Rank elder of the Nine Nether Palace, but even he was startled. If he hadn't been mistaken, that lightning could have struck down thousands like him...

"Alive and wanting to live longer, how can it be so easy?"

Chen Fei shook his aching hand, at the site where the Yin River Scorpion, with the gray-white talisman affixed, had somehow been turned to stone. Chen Fei respectfully placed the petrified Yin River Scorpion sculpture into the coffin, then squinting his eyes slightly, said: "Reviving from death usually takes at least a thousand years, and even then, the success rate is less than one percent... But you now want a shortcut, don't blame me for not warning you beforehand. Although this method takes less than a hundred years, its success rate is not even one in a thousand. Do you truly understand?"

"I understand, I understand it all." A low hoarse voice sounded from inside the coffin, speaking slowly: "One percent, one in a thousand, it makes no difference to me. Since it's all about taking a risk, why not do it more straightforwardly? Anyway, thank you."

"Thanks?" Chen Fei shook his head and said: "No need to thank me." With that, Chen Fei swiftly closed the coffin lid, then sealed it with eighty-one layers of seals, spending nine days and nine nights!

Finally, the coffin was buried underground by Chen Fei.

Dragon vein cultivation for millions, to extend life by three to five years!

Whether the Blood Fiend Spirit Body of the Nine Nether Palace would succeed, Chen Fei didn't know, but he had no interest in it now.

"The favor is repaid. Everyone, I shall take my leave." Chen Fei then prepared to leave.

"Wait, wait..." The Great Heaven Rank Ancestor of the Nine Nether Palace extended a hand to stop Chen Fei, preventing him from leaving.

Chen Fei squinted his eyes slightly, looking coldly at the opposite party, saying: "I don't know what this means?"

An imposing aura burst forth, causing the Strong Expert of Great Heaven Rank's pupils to shrink, his face to change dramatically. Then, his somewhat embarrassed face flushed as he said: "No, Brother Chen, that's not what I mean. Rather..."

"Caw! Caw!" At this moment, two clear crow calls echoed from afar. Before long, a sizeable black shadow flickered forth, appearing before Chen Fei and the others... Boom! A giant single leg landed, followed by a zip as a pair of pitch-black wings spread open, demon Qi permeating, blocking out the sky and the sun.

"It's truly you." Chen Fei looked at the figure, slightly squinting his eyes, and said lightly.

"Looks like you discovered me long ago?" The black shadow folded its wings, yet the terrifying demon Qi still spread in the air, intertwining, suffocating, and frighteningly.

This black shadow was none other than the one-legged Crow, who had appeared in a previous battle.

"Let me introduce myself. I have no name because I'm someone else's pet, but you can just call me Crow..."

The one-legged Crow paused and said slowly: "Also, I come from the Polar Demon Palace in the Inner Region."

"Polar Demon Palace?" Chen Fei was slightly taken aback, then his expression turned slightly peculiar. Polar Demon Palace, if he remembered correctly, they seemed to be going through hard times recently. He heard that the Ancient King was almost dying, so how could they have the time to come to the Outer Domain?

"Hmm." The one-legged Crow nodded, then suddenly flew high up, heading towards the distance.

Seeing this scene, Chen Fei squinted his eyes slightly but did not immediately follow. Instead, he turned to the somewhat embarrassed and panicked people of the Nine Nether Palace nearby and asked: "What is your relationship with them?"

"Our Nine Nether Palace's founding ancestor came from the Polar Demon Palace." The Great Heaven Rank elder of the Nine Nether Palace explained with a dry smile, as if afraid Chen Fei might turn against them over a trivial matter.

"I see." Chen Fei shook his head helplessly, then soared into the sky, swiftly shooting out towards the distant one-legged Crow. With his current strength, the opponent may be strong, but he had no real fear, so he wasn't worried.

Soon, the two flew one after the other, exiting the Nine Nether Palace, and quickly left even the range of Earth Martial City.

A small mountain peak about dozens of miles outside Earth Martial City, unimpressive but with a very natural, clear stream flowing down slowly from its top. The one-legged Crow stopped by this stream, quietly drinking water.

Before long, Chen Fei landed not far from him. He asked softly: "Is there something you need from me?"

"Are you an Alchemist?" The one-legged Crow raised its head, its sharp eyes coldly glancing at Chen Fei, and said.

Chen Fei frowned slightly, seemingly a bit opposed to the other's strong attitude. But he still nodded lightly and said: "Yes, I am an Alchemist..."

"Then will you save someone?" The One-legged Crow asked again, eyes sharp.

"Save who?" Chen Fei said.

"My master." The One-legged Crow replied.

"Your master?" Chen Fei raised an eyebrow, frowning deeper as he asked, "Who is your master?"

"The Magic King of Mount Heng!"

"The Magic King of Mount Heng?" Chen Fei's brows furrowed tightly. This name seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but his memory was hazy...

"My master is the Ancient King of the Polar Demon Palace!" At this moment, the One-legged Crow spoke coldly, causing Chen Fei's face to change abruptly with shock.

"What?" Chen Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing at the other party. He certainly knew what an Ancient King was. In this Qiannan Ancient Kingdom, people of Mystic Heaven Position were called Kings! Mighty in their realms. And those at the higher Supreme Heavenly Position, the Emperor of True Monarch Realm, were referred to as Ancient Kings, meaning Kings throughout history! Their status and level were far greater...

"Someone of such status is injured, yet you come to seek me. Isn't that inappropriate?" Chen Fei shook his head, evidently unwilling to get involved in such a mess, which was also of no benefit to him.

"You can't help?" The One-legged Crow frowned tightly, speaking coldly.

Chen Fei's eyes narrowed slightly again, feeling that the other party's pressuring tone was a bit domineering... Then he fell silent.

"You aren't saying you can't help, which means you can!" The One-legged Crow slowly said, then fixated his sharp demon eyes on Chen Fei, saying, "Come with me." The tone felt as if, when he spoke, others couldn't refuse.

"Go? Sorry, I'm not interested!" Chen Fei's eyes sank, decisively refusing, making the sharpness in the One-legged Crow's eyes momentarily stiffen, but it was only for an instant.

"Compared to others, I'm indeed not very good at persuading people." The One-legged Crow looked at Chen Fei indifferently and said slowly, "However, I think you should also be aware of our Polar Demon Palace's status in the Inner Region, in the Tianye Plains, in the Chaos Capital! As long as you have a way to heal my master, whatever powerful skills, divine spells, treasures you desire but find unattainable, our Polar Demon Palace can give you! Is that enough!?"

"Sorry, I'm not interested!" Yet, Chen Fei, without hesitation, shook his head in refusal again, undeniably, causing the One-legged Crow to be taken aback. Then the dangerous glimmer in his demon eyes contracted slightly.

"You won't drink the toast but insist on drinking the penalty wine?" He said coldly, staring at Chen Fei.

This was a complete threat!

Upon hearing this threat, Chen Fei's eyes also narrowed slightly, and he said calmly, "So what if I do?"

He was never someone who yielded to force. Threats? He truly wasn't afraid of them!

"Boom!"

"This is beyond your control now!"

Demon Qi soared into the sky! The One-legged Crow actually resorted directly to force. Then all that could be heard was a piercing crow call, as a sharp black claw came directly towards Chen Fei! His expression changed slightly, as he punched out, bang! With a resounding impact, fist and claw both retreated, each bearing thank-you blood droplets...

"You actually?" The One-legged Crow soared into the sky, feeling the aching and the blood scent on his sole claw, his sharp demon eyes showing a hint of surprise. He was a Peak Demon King of Great Heaven Rank, yet now, Chen Fei had exchanged blows with him without yielding?

This physique might be somewhat remarkable!

"You have a way to save my master, so I don't want to fight you!"

Then the One-legged Crow fixed his gaze on Chen Fei, saying, "I'll give you one more chance to choose, come with me, and I won't do anything to you."

The sole Ancient King gravely wounded will indeed make their days at the Polar Demon Palace tough.

Moreover, the Magic King of Mount Heng was his master, a matter of life and death for him. If he died, the One-legged Crow wouldn't survive either, so his impulsiveness was like clutching at straws, hoping Chen Fei would return with him to save the Magic King of Mount Heng.

But unfortunately, he really wasn't good at inviting people, persuading people.

His attitude in asking for help made Chen Fei very uncomfortable, very displeased.

"As long as you can keep me, what's the harm in accompanying you once?" Chen Fei provocatively pointed at the One-legged Crow, speaking calmly, making the expression in the One-legged Crow's eyes finally turn completely cold. Very indifferent.

"Are you serious?" He stared at Chen Fei with hostility in his cold voice. At the same time, dreadful demon Qi gradually spread from his body, filling the sky...

The atmosphere abruptly solidified at this moment! Extremely terrifying.