Chapter 44: The Mystery of the Celestial Dance (Eighth Update)

Chen Changsheng naturally had no idea what was happening deep within the Ten-Thousand Mountains. At this moment, he was in the orchard, observing the seeds he had planted not long ago.

“Hm, what kind of seeds are these? They’ve grown so tall in just a few days.” Chen Changsheng stared at the newly sprouted seedlings, utterly astonished.

“These are divine herbs! My heavens, how could such a top-tier divine herb exist on this barren continent of Yin Xue?” The voice of the Blood Demon Ancestor cried out from the necklace worn by Chen Die’er.

“Old man, you recognize these seedlings my father planted?” Chen Die’er picked up the small wooden puppet hanging from her necklace and asked in a crisp voice.

“Of course! This divine herb is called the Firebath Phoenix. When it matures, its form resembles a phoenix reborn from the ashes. Even in the Realm of the Gods, it is exceedingly precious.” The Blood Demon Ancestor exclaimed excitedly, “Incredible, truly unbelievable! Logically, in a place as barren as Yin Xue, it should be impossible to grow such a divine herb. Young Master Chen, how did you manage this?”

Father and daughter’s eyes lit up with brilliance. Judging from the old demon’s words, it seemed… they had found a treasure.

Yet, Chen Changsheng sighed inwardly. He was merely a mortal—what use was even the most supreme divine herb to him? All because of that useless system; if only it had helped him enter the path… forget it, talking about it only brings tears!

“By the way, old demon, since you know of the Realm of the Gods and this Firebath Phoenix divine herb exists there, does that mean your memory has recovered?” Chen Changsheng suddenly thought of this and couldn’t help but ask.

“My memory?” The Blood Demon Ancestor was stunned. After a moment, he whispered, “Hm, it seems some memories have indeed returned. Remarkable! My memory, which should have been erased, is somehow coming back bit by bit… ah!”

“Old man, what now? Always jumping and shouting—can’t you just say what you mean?” Chen Die’er complained, “Keep this up, and I’ll make you chop fifty more bundles of firewood.”

“Mercy, little mistress!” The Blood Demon Ancestor was instantly terrified.

She had only recently made him chop fifty bundles; now, another punishment? The worst part was, even in the Realm of the Gods, he had been a figure of some renown, but now he was being ordered around by a little girl—his dignity was utterly lost.

His sudden cry had come from the realization of why his memory was gradually returning. It was because he spent every day with this father and daughter, breathing the dense spiritual energy here, and feeling their terrifying natural Dao. His lost memories were only able to resurface because of this.

What on earth were these two, that they could be so terrifying? The Blood Demon Ancestor’s heart trembled violently.

“Old demon, since some of your memory has returned, do you now recall what the Realm of the Gods is like? And how one might enter it?” Chen Changsheng asked.

His only dream now was to one day take Die’er to the Realm of the Gods, to see if they could find a way to achieve immortality.

Die’er’s lively eyes blinked gently, curiosity shining as she looked at the little puppet.

“I seem… yes, I recall some things,” the Blood Demon Ancestor mused. “The Realm of the Gods is vast. This barren Yin Xue realm is probably not even a ten-thousandth of its size.”

“So enormous…” Chen Changsheng’s heart quivered, and he took a deep breath.

He did not know how large the Yin Xue realm truly was, but it must not be small. Yet it was less than a ten-thousandth of the Realm of the Gods! Frightening!

The Blood Demon Ancestor continued, “There are countless powerful factions in the Realm of the Gods. If I am not mistaken, the woman whose imprint lies deep in my soul was the one who brought me from the Realm of the Gods to Yin Xue. Her name is Tianwu.”

Father and daughter listened quietly.

“But from what I recall, Tianwu is not only beautiful but also kind-hearted. Why would she erase my memory and send me to this barren Yin Xue realm?” the Blood Demon Ancestor wondered. “It makes no sense. I am so handsome and elegant, suave and dashing—”

“Enough!” Chen Changsheng shuddered. He hurriedly cut the old demon off, saying, “I’m not interested in your looks. What I want to know is, is there a way to enter the Realm of the Gods from Yin Xue?”

“Of course.”

“How?”

“Ascension.”

“Ascen…sion?” Chen Changsheng was dumbfounded.

Ascension was the path of cultivators. How could a mere mortal like him ascend? All because of that useless system; if only it had helped him enter the path…

Forget it, talking about it only brings tears!

“Cough, cough!” Chen Changsheng cleared his throat, rubbing his brow. “Aside from ascension, is there any other way to enter the Realm of the Gods?”

“Young Master Chen, is that what you want?” the Blood Demon Ancestor asked.

“Didn’t you say the Realm of the Gods is also called the Realm of Immortality?” Chen Changsheng replied seriously. “I am just a mortal with no grand ambitions—only hoping to see if Die’er and I can enter the Realm of the Gods and gain immortality. Old demon, think carefully—besides ascension, is there any other method?”

The Blood Demon Ancestor trembled. Even in the Realm of the Gods, these two would be regarded as formidable figures. If they truly entered, the Realm of the Gods would surely be thrown into turmoil.

The infuriating part was that Young Master Chen was already extraordinary, yet he remained oblivious!

It was enough to drive the old demon mad!

“Let me think carefully.” The Blood Demon Ancestor’s memory had only partly returned. After a long silence, he finally spoke again, “Besides ascension, there is indeed another way to enter the Realm of the Gods.”

“What way?” Chen Changsheng’s eyes immediately shone.

“The Gate of the Void.”

The Blood Demon Ancestor explained, “The reason I ended up here in Yin Xue is because Tianwu brought me through the Gate of the Void. So I am certain that a Gate of the Void exists in Yin Xue.”

“And where is this Gate of the Void?” Chen Changsheng asked.

“How should I know? I was unconscious at the time,” replied the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Indeed, when he was sent to Yin Xue, it was Tianwu from the Realm of the Gods who had manipulated him.

Chen Changsheng smiled faintly, his eyes now blazing with hope. Now that he knew a Gate of the Void existed in Yin Xue, things would be much simpler.

One day, all he had to do was find that Gate of the Void.