Chapter 1629: Chapter 1629
After pausing for a moment, allowing Sun Da Ren to remember clearly, everything disappeared and there was no sound in the Burning Hillock.
Sun Da Ren revealed a bitter smile: "I understand now, it was not the Burning Hillock that granted me this gift, but rather, I am supposed to obtain this treasure from the Demon Clan’s royal family. I was too weak before and unable to complete this task, so they helped me increase my power."
With a bow of gratitude towards Burning Hillock, Sun Da Ren turned around and left.
In the vast Riverside, a section of the riverbank has long been designated a forbidden area. Although no clear orders have been given, the Summit Metropolitan Office has been placing guards within a hundred miles of the area for years. If they encounter cultivators trying to intrude, they would kindly persuade them to leave. If they discover unique cultivators, they would pretend not to see them.
Most cultivators would "comply with goodwill", but some troublemakers would either break through with force or retreat on the surface and sneak past the sentries. The Summit Metropolitan Office did not care about these people; if they were so eager to become ghosts, it would be hard to persuade those who deserved to die.
This area within a hundred miles had already become a part of the Miniature Underworld territory.
After dusk, the area surrounding the Miniature Underworld was filled with a chilling, gloomy wind. Some impatient merchants, not waiting for the night to fall completely, had already rushed out to take the best spots for their stalls, making the Miniature Underworld lively in an instant.
Regardless of how the Miniature Underworld expands and undertakes various construction projects, the place near the Riverside remains a quiet and peaceful area. Unlucky Butcher Maxwell has long forgotten how long it has been since he last returned to his "home". Drowned Ghost Princess, one of the four big shots of the Miniature Underworld, occupied the place, and even the Lord of the Skeleton Sea, who highly favored Butcher Maxwell, was driven back by her spitting.
During this period, Drowned Ghost Princess has been working especially hard, and with the help of the Miniature Underworld, her cultivation level has seen multiple breakthroughs, almost reaching Tier-7 now. The awkward thing is that she still ranks the lowest among the four giants.
Not to mention competing with those generals in the Ghost Soldier Camp, even the Treasure Ghost Judge has surpassed her today.
However, Drowned Ghost Princess didn’t mind. Instead, she spent her days in melancholy, wandering around the riverside every night and even humming some ancient tunes. The unique cultivators of the Miniature Underworld were in misery, after all, she was a Tier-6 peak master, and her singing had a significant bewitching effect on the lower-ranked cultivators. Some unique cultivators would suddenly be affected by the song and instantly behave in a manner similar to a resentful and infatuated ghost. Although they would wake up a few Shichen (2 hours) later without any real harm, it would cause them social embarrassment.
Today, Drowned Ghost Princess was again humming by the riverside, thinking to herself that the Honored Lord and the Young Master hadn’t visited for a long time, and she truly missed them. After a while, she began fantasizing: the Honored Lord would definitely grow stronger with age, and the Young Master would have the strength of youth. It was hard to choose whom to serve.
If she could serve both of them together, how happy that would be... Ah, just thinking about it made her wish she could melt into the Riverside river.
Suddenly, Drowned Ghost Princess sensed something and stopped singing. She stared blankly at the Young Master, who had suddenly appeared before her: When did the Young Master arrive?
No, that’s not right—how long had the Young Master been standing there? She didn’t notice him at all!
"Young Master, you’ve reached Tier-8!" Drowned Ghost Princess exclaimed and bowed: "Congratulations, Young Master." Her delicate body trembled slightly, her thin clothes and the River Water swaying together.
Sun Da Ren raised his hand: "Get up and call everyone."
The King of Souls and the others rushed over, ready to formally pay their respects, but Sun Da Ren directly revealed the Rebirth Bridge Tiles from his All-Encompassing Small World. The four giants immediately froze and stared at the treasure without moving!
"Is this...?" The King of Souls asked with excitement and hesitation. Sun Da Ren cut to the chase: "This is a broken tile from the Rebirth Bridge; it emerged during the Time of Heavenly Track Reversal. Its main function is to serve as a Taoist Marker. With its guidance, you can find the way to the Underworld Abyss that once was. Are you willing to venture into this journey? "
The four giants finally prostrated themselves and swore: "We will face death without fear!"