Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 487: Kunlong Battle General’s Physical Body is Gone?

Upon returning to his chamber, Fang Chen noticed several cultivators following him. Even when he went inside and shut the door, those cultivators stayed nearby, keeping an eye on him.

As expected, these cultivators were associated with the group of people he had dealt with earlier, all belonging to a gang of pickpockets. Che Yuxuan had dodged this topic when he spoke with him, indicating there was likely some connection between these cultivators and the ship's owner.

"It's still more than four years until we reach Taichu. Being watched by thieves all day isn't ideal," Fang Chen muttered to himself as his divine soul phased through various chambers.

All the rooms below the sixtieth level were considered Human-level rooms, while those from the sixty-first to the ninetieth belonged to the Earth level. The top ten levels were Heaven-level rooms, with around twenty rooms in total.

After scanning through the Human-level and Earth-level areas in an instant, Fang Chen's divine soul finally arrived at the Heaven-level area. In a certain chamber, he finally spotted his target.

The Heaven-level room was filled with dense spiritual energy, ten times more than the Human-level rooms. Sitting calmly in the room was a young man with a faint expression.

The young man's aura clearly indicated he was at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm. On either side of him sat two female cultivators who seemed eager to throw themselves on him.

Kneeling in front of the young man was a Foundation Building Realm cultivator. The cultivator's head was lowered fearfully.

The young man suddenly spoke. "Old Wang, how many years have you been following me?"

The Foundation Building Realm cultivator trembled slightly, hastily replying, "Young Master, it has been thirty-eight years."

"It’s been so long..." The young man sighed with some emotion. "You've been following me for thirty-eight years, and yet you haven't still understand this lord's temperament?"

Fear crept into the Foundation Building Realm cultivator's eyes, cold sweat breaking out as he didn't know how to respond.

"You said someone killed my men. If you return without bringing this person's head to me, how can I trust you with leading the team in the future?" The young man sighed lightly. "Many people look down on our profession, but in reality, this lord was able to advance to the Golden Core Realm by tirelessly seeking cultivation resources over the years.

"It's through this continuous effort that I could condense my Golden Core. This process wasn’t always smooth sailing; there are troublesome issues to deal with. How should we solve them? I have my experience. I’ll kill and keep killing until they tremble in fear."

Pausing for a moment, he continued, "In doing so, they will understand not to provoke us, and they'll come to know what consequences they'll face if they do. Only then can our livelihood be stable and resilient, standing firm against the winds. Can't you grasp this reasoning?"

The Foundation Building Realm cultivator hurriedly responded. "Young Master, I understand now. I will definitely bring this person's head and show the others what fate awaits those who oppose us, reclaiming our lost dignity!"

The young man chuckled softly. "You're not completely useless after all. I heard this person paid a fine of five thousand low-grade spirit stones without batting an eyelid? It seems his quite wealthy."

"The ship will dock to resupply in a month. Find a way to get him to the shore and deal with him there," the young man instructed.

The Foundation Building Realm cultivator asked cautiously, "Master, what if he doesn't come ashore and continues hiding in the cabin?"

The young man frowned slightly. "Then just break into the cabin and kill him. Do I need to teach you that?"

"But what about the owner..." the Foundation Building Realm cultivator hesitated.

"They'll turn a blind eye as long as you keep it clean and don't make a scene." The young man chuckled lightly. "As long as everyone doesn't make a fuss, they won’t care too much."

"I understand," replied the Foundation Building Realm cultivator, eyes flickering.

He then bowed respectfully before leaving the cabin.

Frowning, Fang Chen muttered to himself, "Break into the cabin and kill me? It seems the Golden Core Realm cultivator has deep ties. If the ship's owner can tolerate stuff like that, it indicates a profound web of interests between the two parties."

Just as the cultivator left, the cabin door was suddenly pushed open again, and a carefree young man walked in, smiling at the young man. "Chen Sheng, it's time for this month's tribute, isn't it?"

The young man's face lit up with a warm smile. "Fellow Cultivator Zhou, the spirit stones are ready."

With a wave of his sleeve, a thousand low-grade spirit stones appeared in front of him.

Greed flickered in Zhou's eyes as he quickly stored the spirit stones in his storage ring.

"By the way, I heard you messed with someone troublesome. It's best to handle this cleanly, or it will be hard for me to explain to my uncle," the youth who came said casually before leaving.

After he left, Chen Sheng's smile disappeared, replaced by a grim expression.

"Master, this Qi Refining Realm cultivator is so arrogant, daring to address you directly by name," a female cultivator said, looking somewhat annoyed.

Chen Sheng replied calmly, "It's because he has a powerful uncle. If we want to continue our livelihood here, we have to maintain good relations through him."

Pausing for a moment, he continued, "Have you searched everywhere for the person we were instructed to find? Is he not on this ship?"

The other female cultivator quickly replied, "Master, we've searched everywhere for several months, but we still haven't seen that person. However, many cultivators are using disguises, making it difficult to find them based on appearance alone. How about you personally intervene and have them remove their disguises?"

Chen Sheng sneered. "Do you even know who this person is? He kills Golden Core Realm cultivators like chickens. Why would I seek death by intervening personally? You just need to investigate discreetly. If you can't find him, that's even better. I just want to peacefully earn myself a bit of spirit stones here. I don't want to get myself entangled in any trouble."

The female cultivator's expression turned serious, and she quickly lowered her head. "I understand."

"They're looking for someone?" Fang Chen pondered.

It seemed that the Golden Core Realm cultivator had someone behind him. With that in mind, Fang Chen followed the cultivator named Zhou to another Heaven-level room.

Zhou respectfully handed over a thousand low-grade spirit stones to the middle-aged man in a blue robe. "Uncle, this is Chen Sheng's tribute for this month."

The middle-aged man in the blue robe glanced lightly and stored the spirit stones in his storage ring, leaving fifty low-grade spirit stones for the youngster. "I heard that Chen Sheng had five subordinates killed today?" the middle-aged man in the blue robe asked casually.

Cultivator Zhou, with a gleeful expression, replied, "Yes, the killer resides in a Human-level room. Didn't expect him to be so wealthy, even paying a fine of five thousand spirit stones."

"Next time you see Chen Sheng, remember to tell him not to make too much noise. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to the boss. If it damages the boss' reputation, the losses would be too much for him to bear," the middle-aged man in the blue robe added.

Cultivator Zhou quickly nodded, then asked in confusion, "Uncle, actually, we can handle this business ourselves. Why do we need to involve others?"

"Chen Sheng's background is a bit complicated. Since the boss is turning a blind eye, let's not think too much about it. Just collect the tribute every month," the middle-aged man in the blue robe said, waving his hand to dismiss Zhou.

"One thousand low-grade spirit stones per month, that's at least three thousand six hundred spirit stones a year. Truly the best way to earn without investment," Fang Chen sighed with some emotion.

At the same time, he kept in mind what the middle-aged man in the blue robe had said about Chen Sheng's complicated background.

After a while, Fang Chen withdrew his spiritual sense.

However, his attention was caught by a conversation among the Killing Spiritual Division members.

Good news! Heard that the Kunlong Battle General was beaten to pieces by several experts from our Killing Spiritual Division, only his Nascent Soul managed to escape!

I heard about it too. Those fellow cultivators of ours must be feeling proud.

It's a pity, if only we could have captured the Nascent Soul as well, letting it escape gives it a chance at survival.

Kunlong Battle General's physical body was completely destroyed?

A faint smile appeared in Fang Chen's eyes. After several months, that was the best news he had heard.