Murder with a borrowed knife
After pondering for a long time and digesting the information he obtained from Demon Yahya, Ning Qi faintly asked, "Which layer of heaven will the Netherworld cultivators take the dead existences of the Central Mainland to?"
"According to the rules of the Heavenly Dao, it should be in the nearest place. If it's in the Central Continent, then it should be in the First Heaven."
Devil Ye looked at Ning Qi with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.
"I have another question. If the Underworld is so powerful, why did you take the risk to come to the Central Continent? As far as I know, if the laws of the Heavenly Dao discover your existence, you'll definitely die a miserable death. "
Ning Qi looked at the devil indifferently.
"Hehehe …"
Demon Ye let out a cold laugh, and a hint of unwillingness to admit defeat flashed in his eyes. "If you live in a place where even if you reach an incredibly high level of cultivation, you will still be controlled by the laws of the Dao of Heaven, against your will. You will become a slave of the Dao of Heaven. Once someone dies, you will come to all sorts of worlds filled with all sorts of temptations and capture their souls, and you will only be able to stay in those worlds for the span of a few breaths. You will not even be able to stay for fifteen minutes." Then, you will understand why I had to flee from the Abyssal World. Even the existences in the ninth echelon of Heaven should be the same as me. They will constantly want to break free from the Dao of Heaven in the Abyssal World and head to the land of Immortals, which is said to be the most tolerant and freest of all according to the legends! "
The continent of the Immortals was the most tolerant and freest?
Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly. From Demon Ye's words, he seemed to have seen the general situation of the Netherworld cultivators. In this world, there were probably countless places like the Central Continent, and the number of living beings had reached an uncountable level. If every living being died, their soul would be retrieved by the Netherworld cultivators. From the looks of it, the Netherworld cultivators were indeed slaves of the Heavenly Dao. Just like those people who worked overtime for thirteen to fourteen hours in an extremely poor environment, who did not want to escape from such a place?
"In that case, all of you were forced by the laws of the Heaven Dao to capture the souls of the dead, and you had no choice?"
Ning Qi said lightly.
"You could say that."
Demon Ye nodded.
The scene of Wang Xue's soul returning appeared in Ning Qi's mind. The owner of that hand was definitely not forced by the Heavenly Dao. From the few words he left, it was obvious that he was like his beloved toy being robbed. He took the initiative to chase after Wang Xue and took away her soul!
To be able to proactively come from the Netherworld, although only one arm could descend, it was enough to prove that this fellow's strength definitely far surpassed the Nine Tribulations Masters of Creation!
Perhaps he was the strongest existence in the First Heaven of the Underworld, one of the clans of the Eight Great Families. Thinking of this, Ning Qi let out a sigh of relief. He wasn't afraid that his enemy was very strong; he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find this enemy. Now, the scope had shrunk a lot. One day, when he went to the Underworld, he wouldn't have to search for that guy like a headless fly.
"Sir, since you've asked me so many questions, may I ask you one?"
Devil Ye said calmly.
"Ask away."
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
"Why do you want to kill me? I have nothing to do with the Asura Clan! "
Devil Ye stared at Ning Qi.
"Someone asked me to kill you. As for his surname, I don't know. I only know that his surname is Meng."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Someone asked you to kill me? Wait, could it be him … "
Devil Ye was slightly stunned. Then, as if he suddenly recalled something, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes as he looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.
"What have you guessed? Tell me. "
Ning Qi looked at Devil Ye with interest. If he could find out Meng Tianshu's true identity and origin from him, it might be a gain.
After being in the Central Mainland for so long, other than Dao Yan Celestial Emperor whom he had never met, only Meng Tianshu gave him the most terrifying feeling.
"If I tell you, can you let me go?"
Devil Ye's eyes flickered.
"You don't have the right to bargain here. I'll give you another chance. Tell me."
Ning Qi said calmly.
"You have to promise me first before I can tell you!"
Devil Ye said.
"Then there's no need to say it. Maybe Meng Tianshu will tell me personally."
Ning Qi smiled.
"You …"
Devil Ye didn't expect Ning Qi to be so decisive. Without giving him a chance, Devil Ye disappeared from the Creation Territory. He could only look at the empty space and let out an extremely terrified roar.
Outside.
"He's so scared. It looks like he has guessed who Meng Tianshu is. Is he his enemy in the Underworld?"
Ning Qi's eyes flashed with a hint of contemplation before he flew in the direction of Cloud Rising Village.
He had gained a lot this time. He had learned a lot about the Underworld from Devil Ye. Since Meng Tianshu could scare him so much, his status or cultivation level in the Underworld must be higher than Devil Ye's, so he might know more details. After leaving this place of death, Ning Qi decided to test Meng Tianshu to see if he knew who the owner of that arm was.
Half a month later, Ning Qi returned to Cloud Rising Village from the Dragon Territory. What was different from before was that there were many cultivators around the village. They looked like they wanted to join Cloud Rising Village. However, without Ning Qi's order, Zhang Qinghua and the other two women wouldn't accept them, so they could only find a place to stay.
Returning to the village, Ning Qi spread out his Divine Sense and appeared in a courtyard. The Holy Concubine was chatting happily with Wang Lin and Fei Yuting.
Little Yue 'er and Zuo Ling' er called Wang Lin and Fei Yuting grandpa and grandma. From the smiles on their faces, they seemed very happy.
The little fox, Hu Cheng, was sitting silently in the corner. Occasionally, she would glance at Little Yue 'er and Zuo Ling' er with jealousy. She would pout and sulk.
"What are you angry about?"
Ning Qi reached out and rubbed Hu Cheng's head.
"Oh, big brother, you're back!"
Hu Cheng's face was filled with surprise.
When Ning Qi wasn't here, she had been teased by Little Yue 'er several times. Even with her wisdom, she was always no match for Little Yue' er, so she felt very frustrated.
"Young Master!"
"Bei Xuan."
"Good grandson, you're back!"
Fei Yuting was very happy.
"Little Yue 'er is telling me about the interesting things you did in the Qin Tang Empire. You're indeed my grandson. Even in that kind of environment, you can still become a genius. Dragon Slayer Marquis, haha, good!"
Fei Yuting pulled Ning Qi over and sat down next to her, her face full of pride.
Ning Qi smiled. Everything that happened in the Qin Tang Empire seemed like yesterday.
"Grandpa, Grandma, I've done what I came here to do. How did you end up in this desperate situation?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"Immortal King Pudu said that Big Grandpa and Jian Xilai were here, so your grandfather and I came to find them."
Fei Yuting said.
"Immortal King Pudu again?"
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