Chapter 2381: Still Can't See?

Chapter 2381: Hai Kan Bu

With the annihilation of the Sixty-Four Emperors, Dong Shen's Quasi-Emperor Heavenly Tribulation finally came to an end. In the void, she swayed unsteadily, on the verge of collapsing, her battle having been unimaginably fierce. Her body was covered in bloody gashes that were shocking to behold, each one laced with the killing intent of the Emperor's Dao.

Ye Chen had already stepped forward and caught her as she fell, vanishing in an instant.

The other women, upon seeing this, turned and followed suit.

Most of the onlookers still stood there in a daze, reluctant to leave, having witnessed two Sixty-Four Emperors' Tribulations in one lifetime—a true stroke of fortune. And the fact that the two who triggered it were a married couple made it all the more astonishing and sigh-worthy. The people of the Sacred Body lineage were all defiers of heaven.

"From now on, when we go to Yunu Peak, we need to be on our best behavior." The talents of Hengyue murmured this while stroking their chins, though they grumbled as they turned to leave. Two young Quasi-Emperors—would that really make them behave?

"Come on, bro, I'll take you to Da Chu for some fun." The Kui Niu was full of bravado, dragging Long Jie along by the arm. Long Jie was extremely reluctant, afraid of getting beaten again, as Ye Chen always had his eye on him.

"Hey, what's this? Not giving face?" The Hengyue talents, who had already started walking away, turned back around. They didn't care if he was a bull or a monkey—they grabbed him and pulled him along, their demeanor enthusiastically devious.

The elders of Da Chu stood aside, stroking their beards with meaningful expressions.

It seemed the various heavenly gates were about to get lively.

The folkways of Da Chu remained as robust as ever, even after ten years. Anyone who went to Da Chu for a stroll—whether willingly or dragged there—had over a ninety percent chance of getting beaten. They might enter standing up, but whether they'd leave the same way was another story.

With the grand spectacle over, the people gradually dispersed, having captured plenty of images to review later.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen had already arrived in Da Chu, heading straight for Tianxuan Gate.

Ji Ningshuang, her body riddled with bloody wounds, was placed into the immortal pool. The pool's water shimmered with waves, enveloped in misty rain and brimming with vast essence—it was a sacred place for healing.

The other women soon arrived, each casting spells and offering their own origins to help erase the Emperor's Dao killing intent.

This proved that having a large family had its advantages—more people meant greater power.

It wasn't until nightfall that Ye Chen and the others finished. The killing intent had been completely wiped away, and Ji Ningshuang's wounds were fully healed. Next, she just needed to consolidate her realm in the haze.

Under the moonlight, Ji Ningshuang looked like a fairy from a dream. Now a Quasi-Emperor, her aura was even more majestic, shrouded in immortal radiance with a luminous glow all over her body, wisps of Emperor's essence flowing forth.

Beyond that, she had manifested visions, the Visions of All Things, quite similar to Ye Chen's. One followed the Dao of All Things, the other the Dao of Chaos, diverging from the start yet converging in the end.

"So strong." The women's smiles were full of joy. Their ninth sister-in-law's aura was in no way inferior to Ye Chen's, and even they were curious about who would prove stronger between the two.

"Come on, come on." Ye Chen squeezed in, holding an immortal garment in his hand.

At a glance, it was clear he intended to help Ji Ningshuang change her clothes. Having survived a Quasi-Emperor Tribulation, her current immortal garment was still stained with fresh blood, and Ye Chen couldn't stand the sight of it.

Thus, he was being so thoughtfully considerate.

But then, this guy was kicked out by the women. How shameless! Playing the rogue in broad daylight— if anyone was going to help change her, it should be us. Go cool off somewhere else!

The bloodstained clothes were changed, but Ye Chen didn't catch a single glimpse of the alluring scene.

Instead, Chu Xuan and the others were quite proactive and in the mood, taking care of a few other things while changing her, like capturing some keepsake images.

It was a good thing Ji Ningshuang was still in a deep sleep; otherwise, she'd surely be looking for a hole to hide in. What are you doing? We've all got the same, so what's there to see? Are you that curious?

The night was peaceful by the immortal pool, with everyone lingering around, each occupied in their own way.

Ye Chen was especially dedicated, keeping his Six Paths Reincarnation Eyes open without pause. It was rare for all his wives to be gathered, so he peered at each one in turn. Whether they were clothed or not didn't really matter, though his eyes ached a bit—there were always a couple of exceptional wives wrapped in immortal light that blocked his view, leaving him seeing stars.

The immortal pool was tranquil, but Da Chu was buzzing with activity at night.

Countless people had been "invited" by the Da Chu talents for a visit, and what started as friendly chatter quickly turned into brawls—not one-on-one, but full-on group fights.

The elders of Da Chu simply ignored it all.

In the dead of night, figures like the Sovereign, Divine General, and Sword God gathered at Hengyue, heading to Zixuan's peak to check on the slumbering Emperor Huang. Maybe together they could rouse him.

"Heaven and earth age, the other shore flowers bloom."

They had barely arrived at the peak when the group of Quasi-Emperors heard these words from Emperor Huang's mouth. Even a fully realized Sacred Body could talk in his sleep, which was a novelty no matter how you looked at it.

What followed was quite entertaining: most of the old fellows had their hands clasped behind their backs as they circled Emperor Huang, peering up and down like he was some curiosity.

That was nothing unusual, but a few bold ones kept scheming to draw a bit of his blood, even justifying it to themselves as a custom: this was tradition.

This custom dated back ages, from previous eras, where anyone with a special bloodline would have some drawn for study. This tradition and the rugged ways of the heavens were well-known; many visited Da Chu to experience it, though most ended up crawling out.

"I think feeding him some Da Chu specialties would be more reliable." The Holy Venerable stroked his chin, clearly excited about Da Chu's local products. Giving them to a fully realized Sacred Body might just work.

Zixuan heard this with a blank expression, but she had already mentally recorded the Holy Venerable's words for the day Emperor Huang awoke, so she could share them with the Holy Sovereign and have a chat.

The Holy Venerable was oblivious, still chuckling to himself and pondering the idea of specialties.

The other Quasi-Emperors were more discreet, at least not speaking so openly. They knew better—the Female Emperor's remnant soul was right there. One wrong word could be fatal; a single slap from a fully realized Sacred Body would be the end.

It wasn't until late at night that the group departed, having gained no real insights.

In the days that followed, the Quasi-Emperors visited daily, and along the way, they'd stop by Yunu Peak. But the Female Sacred Body was unyielding, refusing to answer any questions about secrets.

"Ten years have passed, and the Zhuxian Forbidden Curse is truly terrifying." Donghuang Taiyi frowned, glancing back even after walking far away, at the beauty under the old tree quietly carving wood.

It wasn't just her; figures like the Sovereign and Divine General were equally shocked. They had tried peering into the curse multiple times, but with their level of cultivation, they couldn't decipher it. To seal a Female Sacred Body who was infinitely close to full realization for over ten years showed just how dreadful the Zhuxian Forbidden Curse was.

Something like that would require Emperor Huang to handle.

Another peaceful night arrived, with bright moonlight bathing the immortal pool and adding a touch of serenity to the already dreamlike realm, as if hiding ancient legends within.

By the pool's edge, Ye Chen was hunched over, rubbing his eyes, having been dazzled again by some improper sights. With so many beautiful wives around, all he could do was look—quite the pity.

"Still watching?"

"Take a break."

"Isn't this something you've seen before? Why bother sneaking peeks?"

Ye Chen didn't reply, instinctively standing up and gazing toward the distance, his starry-eyed vision bursting with brilliant divine light—for he had spotted a light of karmic tribulation.

That's right, it was the light of karmic tribulation from Ren Wang, who had successfully passed his ordeal.

Without a second thought, he turned and disappeared.

Soon after, a thunderous boom echoed from South Chu.

Looking far off, it was a spiritual mountain that had been smashed to rubble, with angry shouts echoing through the heavens—mostly from people in the mountain who had been buried alive in their sleep.

The one who smashed the mountain was an unidentified object.

"What's this thing?" Crowds gathered from all directions, mostly the survivors of the burial, each clutching their sore backs and covered in dirt, their expressions odd as they surrounded the object in layers.

The so-called unidentified object was actually a glowing stone.

Earlier, that stone had been what collapsed the spiritual mountain.

Ye Chen descended, and the Quasi-Emperors of Tianxuan Gate arrived one after another, all baffled by the scene. They had expected Ren Wang, but instead, it was just a stone.