Chapter 2499 - 1449:
Now staying here, we have almost walked around the entire Immortal Castle.
There’s nothing much to look for.
Because the capabilities of the personnel from their families aren’t that high, sometimes they would avoid those large Demonic Beasts.
Can’t beat them, can’t they hide?
Why insist on fighting?
They are not foolish, they are here for divine tribulation, not to intentionally get beaten.
Isn’t picking up loose ends delightful?
Indeed, it’s because they used some tricks to raise those simple-minded Demonic Beasts, suffering many losses in the dark.
Encountering the beasts with awakened intelligence, they met cultivators far superior in skills.
It’s considered lucky that people from their families are relatively fortunate, as they always win fights, although these victories come with caveats.
Anyway, they won.
Occasionally in their leisure time, they would refine Pills and practice Artifact Refining by leveraging the essence of the sun and moon.
They have already become invisible, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, drawing all the Spiritual Energy from the Formation in this area.
Even though the Formation conceals their Qi, it still exposed their presence here.
They devised a type of Formation that won’t be affected by Magical Treasures even at night.
These families enjoy tranquility here, but keeping an eye on their enemy Huang Chen dampens their moods.
Huang Chen looks at a place within a Magical Treasure with hatred.
He knows these people are hidden here, aware of their invisibility, yet unable to organize a team to have them punished.
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Huang Chen spots Luo Yaxuan, Lai Jianlin, and the Jiang Family Head, familiar figures from these families, seeing them undergoing divine tribulation here.
He can already imagine how miserable his family would be without joining the Saint Sect.
Joining a mighty organization brings benefits to the family.
Huang Chen sometimes feels resentful, questioning why fate is so unfair?
Why can’t he kill Jiang Tang, someone weaker than him, despite undergoing the same divine tribulation?
Fortunately, he encountered a fortuitous event, even seizing a Magical Treasure from his master.
Even though he knew this Magical Treasure originally didn’t belong to the master.
Huang Chen turned against his master; that evil spirit master seized his belongings, didn’t he?
Though that evil spirit master is already dead.
However, the hatred he left behind is plentiful.
Perhaps these people were all provoked by that master.
Huang Chen knows his family will undoubtedly decline, hoping they can stand firm in the Cultivation World by other means.
Huang Chen speculates if his family has migrated?
However, migrating a family is not so easy, unless by selling assets at a low price, which will likely incur significant losses in the process.
Huang Chen can’t utilize his family’s resources now; he wasn’t an Alchemist before, hence has no means to refine Pills.
Though he has Spirit Grass, he cannot refine them into Pills, as there’s been no supply for years. As a ghost, he once saw his grandpa and obtained some protective items from him.
Especially Pills that can solidify a ghost’s body.
Huang Chen dreams brightly, that even if he has turned into a ghost, with diligent cultivation and time, being still young, he will one day reach great heights and become human again.
He actually considered Body Seizing but found that this time everyone’s abilities surpassed his.
His soul is protected; the moment he leaves this Magical Treasure, he could be discovered, and then not even the Magical Treasure can protect him.
Huang Chen is self-aware, knowing although he’s a bad seed, his apparent evil differs from the hidden one.
Within just a few years, he has thought a lot, now encountering fellow villagers yet unable to meet them.
This is living uneasily.
Staying hidden he can be forgotten.
Revealing himself could bring calamity upon him.
Isn’t he miserable enough, what more calamity could occur?
Not wanting to be obliterated, he contemplates a lot; encountering villagers he cannot tearfully meet, only redness of eyes and a gaze filled with resentment.
Huang Chen feels his soul changing.
It seems like a force is absorbing, absorbing his Soul Power.
He feels distressed, really distressed.
Mouth agape, wishing to utter something?
Realizes he cannot utter a word.
Feels like someone gagging him, unable to make a sound.
Huang Chen is despondent.
No one else notices Huang Chen’s sudden issue.
Because the villagers from several families have not noticed Huang Chen.
Could Jiang Tang not perceive Huang Chen’s despair?
Just treats this person as transparent.
This person might have led to many suicides, engulfed in sin.
If Jiang Tang took matters into his own hands, this person would’ve been dead long ago.
Allowing him to live a few more years now, silently feeling the warmth and cold of the Mortal Realm.
Feeling the melancholy of retribution for harming others.
There is no one to accompany him here, no good friends, or audacious edge.
Jiang Tang believes this nemesis is already vanquished; perhaps one day he may cultivate into a solid form anew.
By then, others and he may have already formed a divine team combining brilliance.
Insignificant Huang Chen is not worth glancing at.
Observing, sensing Huang Chen’s timidity, harboring an eye of resentment, yet unable and unwilling to act.
They have already spent over a month in the Hell Palace, amidst their family’s anticipation.
The Artifact Spirit of the Hell Palace intentionally brought these cultivators together at the end when they were ready to leave.
The Artifact Spirit of the Hell Palace purposefully separated them, its operation dispersing these cultivators, each forming their teams for struggle.
Now, they are allowed to gather together; many no longer fight, we engage more in rest.
The ghosts no longer provoke as much, for once wounded they need recovery.
The Demonic Beasts indeed suffered a lot, having been tormented by Human Cultivators for over a month.
Without healing Pills, they rely on recuperation for recovery, only relying on Spirit Grass, though those Medicinal Herbs for recovery are available, they are less effective than Pills.
As for the victorious Human Cultivators, they appear invigorated.
The family of Feng Qingcheng lost many battles, but later won some and is no longer as gloomy.
However, having consumed numerous items, they eventually obtained some Medicinal Herbs, albeit few, before leaving.
When constantly defeated, other teams have already reaped much harvest.
Among these many families, many Human Cultivators, Sisi’s team got the least, being from Feng Qingcheng’s family.
However, they keep silent for embarrassment and lack of face.
Feng Qingcheng can finally see Su Chang’an, gazing at him with a wistful look.
Missing him for over a month, now that he’s appeared, all past grievances wish to pour out.
Looking pitifully at Su Chang’an, disregarding those around.
Su Chang’an senses eyes on him, recognizing who so shamelessly stares.
Previously ignoring and disregarding it.
With so many people present, Feng Qingcheng probably won’t act recklessly.
Su Chang’an talks to kinsmen and other team members, without noticing that Feng Qingcheng quietly relocated.
Feng Qingcheng truly doesn’t care this time, disregarding the consequences of his behavior for others.
Thinking, one’s happiness needs pursuit.
Pursuing a man, is it that easy?
So hard to pursue, others cannot sway him; if persistent, it means this man isn’t swayed by others.
If capturing this man, wouldn’t it drive him crazy for her?
Feng Qingcheng falls into her self-woven fantasy, without care.
Disregarding the troubles it may cause others.
Only wishing to pour out the grievance of this time to Su Chang’an.
"An, over this month I missed you so much. Where did you go?"
Feng Qingcheng dares not embrace him publicly, just quietly approaches Su Chang’an, intending to catch his sleeve.
As Feng Qingcheng’s voice reaches him, Su Chang’an stiffens, reacting.
Before she grabs his sleeve, he has already drifted away.