Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 192 - 193: Opening of the Heritage Site (3rd Update) (Please Favorite, Tip, and Recommend)

Chapter 192: Chapter 193: Opening of the Heritage Site (3rd Update) (Please Favorite, Tip, and Recommend)

In this land of inheritance, it was impossible to utilize Spiritual Power.

The people present also did not continue speaking.

Boasting about one’s eloquence for a moment ultimately had no significance.

"It seems that Chu Ning and Cheng Tiangong still harbor thoughts of obtaining the Emperor of Fertility’s stele, and have not spoken out about the stele being on me."

Chu Fengmian thought to himself.

Now, the fact that Chu Fengmian possessed the Emperor of Fertility’s stele was unknown to the people present.

Seeing that Chu Ning and Cheng Tiangong also showed no inclination to speak out, it seemed they both wanted to obtain the Emperor of Fertility’s stele from Chu Fengmian.

That was why they had not spread this news.

Now, with Chu Fengmian’s strength, coupled with the Emperor of Fertility’s stele, within this Holy Land, although not invincible, Chu Fengmian was confident he could confront anyone and retreat intact.

However, if the news of the Emperor of Fertility’s stele being on Chu Fengmian really spread, it would indeed become a troublesome issue.

Because the Emperor of Fertility’s stele represents not only the inheritance of the Emperor of Fertility but also a supremely powerful heavenly Spiritual Artifact.

Once it spread out, there would definitely be endless troubles seeking him.

Chu Ning and Cheng Tiangong still wanting to seize the Emperor of Fertility’s stele from Chu Fengmian’s person actually helped Chu Fengmian keep this secret.

"Someone else has arrived."

Yan Nan suddenly spoke out.

A white figure suddenly emerged from the cave.

Seeing this white figure, Han Yueli hurriedly called out,

"Sister Mo."

Upon finishing, Han Yueli also softly spoke into Chu Fengmian’s ear,

"This is Mo Ruoxue, my senior sister, the foremost among the younger generation of Cold Snow Pavilion."

"Oh? Sister Han, you are here as well."

Seeing Han Yueli, the face of the white figure also showed a touch of surprise.

However, when her gaze fell on Chu Fengmian, who was supporting Han Yueli by her side, her eyebrows furrowed slightly and a hint of hostility appeared in her eyes, but it quickly returned to calm.

This glance lasted only a moment, but Chu Fengmian still caught it.

"Does this Mo Ruoxue have a grudge against me?"

Chu Fengmian was somewhat surprised in his heart; he and Mo Ruoxue were supposedly meeting for the first time, so why did Mo Ruoxue show hostility towards him?

However, even if there was some hostility, Chu Fengmian was not interested in quibbling with Mo Ruoxue, as long as she did not come to trouble him, he was too lazy to care.

"How did your body come to suffer such serious cold poison?"

Mo Ruoxue observed Han Yueli briefly, then suddenly realized why Han Yueli was being supported by Chu Fengmian.

Right now, Han Yueli’s body was severely weakened by cold poison, and without Chu Fengmian’s support, she was barely even able to stand.

"No wonder you need to rely on the strength of others; it turns out you have been subjected to such serious cold poison. Don’t worry, once we leave the Holy Land and return to the sect, we will certainly find a way to cure your cold poison."

Mo Ruoxue said, then looked at Chu Fengmian and calmly began to speak.

"Since I’m here now, let me take care of Sister Han instead, that way no one else will take the opportunity to cause trouble."

Mo Ruoxue spoke in a tone that was neither salty nor warm, but the implications of her words lacked even a trace of gratitude.

On the contrary, the last sentence was quite pointed.

This caused Chu Fengmian’s expression to turn slightly colder.

He really had no interest in entangling with this Mo Ruoxue, but since Mo Ruoxue was so sharp-tongued, Chu Fengmian was not someone to be easily provoked.

"You’re taking care of her? If you take care of her, I’m afraid she wouldn’t survive three days before the cold invades her body and kills her."

Chu Fengmian sneered.

"What right do you have!"

"What? A little brat, quite the bold talker, I’m not qualified to take care of her? It’s just a mere cold poison, we at Cold Snow Pavilion have many ways to handle it."

Hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, Mo Ruoxue turned to Han Yueli and said,

"Come with me, senior sister will take care of you. Don’t listen to this boy trying to scare you; he just wants to use this opportunity to get close to you."

"Senior sister Mo, I appreciate your kindness."

Han Yueli glanced at Mo Ruoxue and spoke.

Although she didn’t say it outright, her attitude was something everyone could understand.

Chu Fengmian’s words were not wrong; Han Yueli’s life was saved by him.

Today, the pills that could suppress the cold poison in Han Yueli’s body were personally concocted by Chu Fengmian, and every three days, he needed to use Sword Intent to devour the cold poison inside her.

Once she left Chu Fengmian for three days, the current Han Yueli would undoubtedly die.

"Sister Han, you..."

Mo Ruoxue didn’t expect such an answer and wanted to say more, but Han Yueli spoke first.

"Thanks for your kindness, senior sister."

"Hmph!"

Hearing Han Yueli speak so decisively, Mo Ruoxue had nothing more to say. She looked at Chu Fengmian, her voice cold,

"Kid, although I don’t know what means you used to make sister Han trust you, you must understand that she is not someone you can afford to be involved with."

"I advise you to leave quietly to avoid bringing disaster upon yourself."

The last sentence was a blatant threat.

On hearing this, a trace of murderous intent flashed through Chu Fengmian’s eyes.

He, Chu Fengmian, hated threats from others the most, but he forcefully suppressed this murderous intent.

"Then there’s no need for Fairy Mo to trouble herself."

Chu Fengmian spoke in an even tone, completely ignoring her words.

"When is this legacy site going to open?"

Yan Nan spoke impatiently.

They had been waiting here for nearly half a day.

"It should be soon."

Chu Fengmian murmured softly to himself, as he had already noticed that the aura inside the tomb had almost faded away.

Those people probably didn’t qualify to come to this legacy site.

These individuals had been mysteriously selected to be here.

The assessment for the Emperor of Fertility’s legacy had begun the moment everyone entered the tomb. Those who weren’t qualified could gain some treasure and then leave, just like those chambers outside.

But those who were truly qualified were all gathered here now.

"Boom!"

Just as the last Martial Artist aura faded inside the tomb, a loud noise suddenly erupted.

Before everyone, a stone bridge abruptly appeared out of nowhere, and on the bridge, an old man stood.

This elderly man, with just one glance, emitted a regal demeanor, a majestic aura akin to that of a founding monarch.