Chapter 824: Teacher Zhou's Thoughts
Chapter 824: Teacher Zhou's Thoughts
"Are you going?"
Qin Liangyu was caught off guard by Chen Futu's decision. Chen Changsheng had not yet returned, and the empire could not be without its backbone.
"Don't worry, the Great Xia's foundation is there, there can't be any more accidents. Although I'm going to explore this way, I need to be prepared."
Chen Futu knew very little about the so-called upper realm.
My impression of the upper realm comes from various stories and anime works, but whether this is true or not remains to be seen.
Knowing she couldn't dissuade him, Qin Liangyu said softly, "Since my husband has made his decision, then go. My wife and the child will wait for you to come back."
Chen Futu arranged all affairs of the dynasty. Before Chen Changsheng returned, Zhuge Liang and the cabinet handled all state affairs.
"Your Majesty, have you thought it through? Why don't you count me in?"
Fu Shuang came looking for her; she had a strong interest in the so-called Upper Realm.
Chen Futu said strangely, "You need to think this through. That place is different from this one. If something goes wrong, it might not be a big deal for us Martial Gods, and we might not even have the power to resist. So, do you still want to go?"
“Of course I need it, otherwise why would I embark on the path of cultivation?”
Fu Shuang's attitude was very firm.
Chen Futu agreed after a moment's thought. This time, they would have to rely on Liu Longyue to get there. She had already made plans and estimated that she would be able to perfectly control her true spirit to connect to that path soon.
In addition, Chen Futu also needs to meet with Boss Zhou.
Many years have passed since the last catastrophe, and Boss Zhou's whereabouts have remained unknown. Chen Futu believed that she was trying to refine the corpse that was pressing down on the void, so he did not dare to disturb her.
This time, when I used the communication stone to call out to her, I was surprised to receive a reply immediately.
“Come on, I happen to have a lot to say to you.”
Mr. Zhou seemed to have a lot on his mind.
About a day later, Chen Futu met Boss Zhou on a lonely island in the southern part of the Central Region.
She has a different temperament than she did years ago. She has changed into an elegant outfit, her aura has become much calmer, and her cultivation level has reached the peak of the Martial God realm at some point.
Chen Futu asked in surprise, "When did you break through?"
Boss Zhou said, "It's not appropriate to say it's a breakthrough. It's more accurate to say that I've regained my memories. I told you years ago that I have a connection with people from ancient times."
"So, the Heaven-Refining Pot was originally yours? And you were the one who killed the envoy from the Upper Realm?" Chen Futu blurted out subconsciously.
"Yes, the Refining Heaven Pot is mine. My real name is Zhou Jingjing, but unfortunately I can't remember anything deeper. My condition is similar to Liu Longyue's."
"The past isn't that important, so what does Mr. Zhou want to tell me?"
Chen Futu felt that what she was about to reveal must be a huge secret.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jingjing's expression darkened. "Aren't you going to the Upper Realm? Perhaps ascending to heaven isn't as wonderful as people imagine."
"What do you mean?" Chen Futu was startled.
Whether on Earth or in this world, people have endless fantasies about ascending to immortality. Isn't that true?
Zhou Jingjing turned and paced along the coastline, muttering to herself, "Have you ever considered that if the Upper Realm is truly as wonderful as people say, why would it need to plunder a territory and cause endless carnage?"
"Ah, this..." Chen Futu choked.
Thinking about it carefully, that makes sense. Take Earth for example. Some countries are obsessed with expansion and colonization. Is it because they are inherently bad, or because they lack internal resources and urgently need to rely on external forces for development?
Perhaps the upper realm is not as sacred and transcendent as people imagine.
Zhou Jingjing turned around and smiled, "As far as I know, the Upper Realm is very strange. They only resorted to plundering because they didn't have enough internal resources. Moreover, I have a feeling that they will come to plunder again soon."
"Really?" Chen Futu clenched his fists. His wife and children were still here; he couldn't let them succeed.
"So I don't recommend you go there now. Or give me some time to think about the lost memories more carefully. There will be an answer eventually."
Zhou Jingjing's memory is worn out; she can't recall important events, but deep down she rejects the upper realm.
After careful consideration, Chen Futu nodded. It would still be some time before Liu Longyue reached the peak level and opened up that path with the help of the true spirit.
Finally, Zhou Jingjing handed over a ring. "The corpse is inside. I used the Heaven-Refining Pot to drain the filth and curses from his body. You can try to invade his remaining will and sense it. Perhaps you can get the answer."
Chen Futu took the ring, found a small island in the nearby sea, covered it with array patterns, and released the corpse.
The corpse, devoid of the curse's power, was unremarkable and appeared quite young, but it gave off a strange feeling, though one couldn't quite put their finger on what was odd about it.
Chen Futu adjusted his state and then invaded the other person's brain with his will. All he could see was endless emptiness.
Even a person leaves something behind after death, let alone such a powerful being.
At first, Chen Futu searched in the void of will but found nothing special. Until half a month later, Chen Futu suddenly had a chilling sense of déjà vu, as if he was being watched by something. This feeling was very real, just like watching a horror movie alone at home in the sweltering heat of June.
"That is……"
In the vast void, Chen Futu saw a trace of darkness, a fragment of lingering memory. Approaching it, Chen Futu witnessed a horrific scene: many powerful beings were slaughtered like lambs, and the sky was cracked open, from which flowed a yellowish-brown liquid with a foul and nauseating stench.
"What exactly is this?"
Chen Futu was shocked. He even saw images of this person being abused during his lifetime. He was whipped like a pig or a dog by unseen people, and even had his flesh cut out and offered as sacrifice.
Ding!
The system suddenly issued a notification: "Congratulations, host, you have glimpsed a sliver of the truth about the world."
"System, don't scare me. Is there some hidden secret in this world?"
"I don't know, the host needs to explore it on their own."
"Hmph, you're always so secretive, I think there's something wrong with you."
"The system is dedicated to serving the host and has no selfish motives."
"Guess whether I believe it or not."
Chen Futu didn't know what a system was, but everything that exists must have a cause and effect, so the system wouldn't come for no reason. Its existence must mean something, but unfortunately, he was not yet able to touch the ultimate mystery of its existence.
In the time that followed, Chen Futu continued to perceive the remaining memories, and the more he perceived, the more panicked he became, as if the upper realm was experiencing an unspeakable catastrophe, and the so-called great people were living like rats in the gutter, their resources exhausted in the struggle, and then they used other methods to plunder resources, so this world became their target.
This feeling is like the apocalypse described in a Chinese folktale, where people need to hoard resources to survive.
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