Chapter 77 A Brief Chat at the Door
Nezha was still looking around when, to his surprise, the daring young girl beside him suggested after following him for a bit, somewhat impatiently, "Shall we go over and have a look?"
Naturally, "go over and have a look" meant to take a closer look at the palace.
Although one did not need to look to know that this place was strange in every aspect, since they were already here, and because both the existing signs and the spiritual intuition Nezha had cultivated did not perceive any danger from beginning to end.
He felt that this was where the danger lay; if he couldn’t even sense what the danger was, then he really wouldn’t know how he died when it came to it.
He glanced again at the ground beneath his feet, grabbed a handful, and felt its warmth. In front of his eyes, it was a layer of fine iron sand.
"What are you here to find, exactly?"
Deng Chanyu asked again, as the scenery, though bizarre and spectacular, didn’t reveal anything new after a while, so the young girl turned her thoughts back to the cultivator of the same age before her.
Hearing her question, Nezha inwardly exclaimed that she indeed deserved to be the amazing woman from the Divine Enthronement narrative, possessing such courage at a young age. If it were him in his previous life, at the age of seven or eight, he would still be sniffling with Grandpa Dean.
He chuckled and said, "You really are brave, suddenly following me to such a strange place without fear."
Deng Chanyu snorted lightly and said, "What’s there to be afraid of? Are you not a cultivator?"