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The Next Day, we were sitting in the hall waiting for the Elder. Senior Ghost was sitting across from me, and I was still reflecting on yesterday's events, feeling a bit awkward and not lifting my head for a long time. Silver Moon Senior beside me frowned in thought, and I had no idea what he was thinking. White Soul and Flower Tears were naturally quiet, waiting patiently.
Finally, the voice of the rebellious one echoed at the door: "Sorry, I'm late. I was discussing with the Elders for a long time." He walked towards us briskly, a bit excited.
"Where are the Elders? Why didn't they come?" After his arrival eased the atmosphere, I casually asked.
"There are still a few Dragon Clan brothers that need treatment. We discussed what we needed to yesterday, so the Elders won't be coming today."
"In that case, let's get started," Silver Moon said with a smile.
"Alright."
"As I mentioned before, most Demon Dragons live in groups based on their species. Therefore, our current situation is quite advantageous. Here, only a few species are difficult to persuade. The Centipede Hidden Dragon has the best speed among all Demon Dragons; its drawback is its weak attack power. Although there aren't many of them, no Dragon Clan here can subdue them. Stealth and teleportation are the Centipede Hidden Dragon's signature skills."
"No wonder; that's a life-saving skill. Here, no matter how strong the attack power is, it can't compare to this skill. It's somewhat challenging," Silver Moon commented quietly, and everyone agreed with him. Indeed, both Divine Dragons and Demon Dragons possess immense dignity; a Dragon Clan that runs away every day must be tired of it by now. They flee not because they don't want to fight but because they can't win. So persuading them to join might not be too difficult. I then shared my thoughts with everyone.
"Yes, Xi Meng has a point. Only brute force cannot fully convince an opponent; perhaps approaching it from another angle would be easier," Flower Tears seemed to agree with my statement and smiled at me. After spending some time together, I felt like she was gradually accepting me.
"Indeed, I also agree with what Xi Meng just said. However, for the next type of Dragon Clan, we can only rely on fighting. The notoriously aggressive Raging Ironclad Dragon is the only one in Dark Corner whose strength is comparable to ours. They have volatile blood flowing through them and have been known for their ferocious battles since Ancestor times. For them, strength is everything. Thus, Raging Ironclad Dragon is our biggest obstacle in reclaiming the Demon Dragons."
"Let's not rush; we'll deal with them last. Once we subdue more Dragon Clans, perhaps the situation will change," Silver Moon's calm voice rang out as if he were confident about everything.
"Well, that's all we can do for now. Next up is the Purple Mist Poison Dragon. They are the least numerous, with only 35 individuals led by Five Elders living in the southernmost part of Dark Corner where almost only their species survives. They live quite quietly and haven't been reported to actively attack other Dragon Clans. The problem is that for hundreds of years, no other Dragon Clan has dared to provoke them first. So their poison must be extremely terrifying."
After the rebellious one finished speaking, everyone fell into contemplation again. "If it doesn't work out, I'll go; the ring Third Elder gave me should protect me from their poison." Yes, I'm probably the only one who can avoid this poison; if everyone else goes, it would only lead to death.
"No way!"
"No."
As soon as those words were spoken, there were immediately two strong objections. They were Silver Moon Senior and Senior Ghost.
"Xi Meng, that ring can detoxify, but the situation isn't certain. What if the poison is something the ring can't handle? Moreover, the Purple Mist Poison Dragon is not just waiting for you to attack; there are also the Five Elders, who won't be easy to deal with either."
"Silver Moon is right; we are a team, and no one should take risks," said Reverse Heaven.
Senior Ghost, sitting across from me, fell silent after that one objection, merely glancing at me before drifting away.
"However, there must be some issues we haven't addressed. Logically speaking, such a significant advantage must come with substantial constraints on them. Reverse Heaven, you need to investigate further; this might be our only breakthrough."
"Okay, I understand."
"The last dragon tribe is the Earth Dragon."
"That's a strange name." I couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed; that name was rather odd.
"Hehe, don't underestimate them. The Earth Dragon is the only species that has adapted to the Dark Corner. Their attack power isn't strong, and they don't have any special skills, but their regeneration ability is terrifying. They are the most numerous among all dragon tribes here, with about fifty thousand of them. They are small in size and less than ten meters long when transformed. In short, they are the only species that won't go extinct." One could imagine that although ants are tiny, their overwhelming numbers and extraordinary adaptability are their greatest advantages. Even the strongest beasts cannot withstand an army of ants.
"Indeed not simple; however, such a group needs a powerful leader," Silver Moon succinctly commented. Indeed, the Queen Ant is the leader of the entire ant colony. Breaking through this point shouldn't be too difficult.
"Then let's start with the Centipede Hidden Dragon. But there's no rush; our strength isn't strong enough yet. Even with the Five Elders, it's more practical for us to spend some time cultivating first." To gain others' support, we must first assess our own level.
"Let's do as Xi Meng suggested; however, time is limited—fifty years at most can be waited," Silver Moon said.
Siyimo, what kind of strength does that ghost possess now? How can I surpass her? How do I resolve this confinement? Fifty years... too short...
Time in the underworld passes swiftly, and perhaps due to the heavy burdens we bear, everyone has been unusually silent over these fifty years.
I have been contemplating whether I should change here. The power of Pure Sound is indeed formidable, but that nameless Dark Aura makes me feel comfortable and allows for rapid progress. It confuses me; Dark Aura is very alluring, yet I do not understand what it truly is. If this is a trap, will I fall into darkness? I promised Yu that I would never become a demon, and Snow Spirit—wasn't it my own purity that allowed me to connect with it? And then there’s Prisoner; if I cannot return, I will never see him again.
However, I am not a ghost. The speed of cultivating Pure Sound in the underworld is simply too slow. Fifty years are almost up. What should I do?
Sighing, I got up and walked out of the room. Perhaps a stroll would help. During this time, aside from me and Flower Tears, everyone else has been progressing rapidly in their cultivation. They were already geniuses, and with the elders leading them in constant battles to absorb inner cores, they couldn't help but advance quickly. I had tried this method before, but inner cores were completely ineffective for me; it felt like throwing them into an abyss. So I gave up; it was faster to cultivate in my room.
What is that? A mass of black mist appeared in the wasteland not far away. Yes, it’s that familiar Dark Aura. As I approached it, the surrounding energy felt intense. What is happening? I had never noticed anything like this during my time here. Cautiously extending my hand, as soon as I touched its edge, a strong pulling force drew me in.
“Welcome, little one.” In my daze, I seemed to hear a voice—somewhat familiar, yet I couldn’t recall where I had heard it before.
“Who are you? Show yourself.” I nervously looked around.
“Don’t be anxious; don’t you recognize me?” The voice changed again; it was all too familiar—it was my own voice. As the black mist dissipated, there stood someone who looked exactly like me.
“Why are you here? Where is this place? What do you want?”
“Why are you so impatient? Take your time; this is my palace.” As soon as the words left her mouth, the surroundings transformed instantly. It became terrifyingly cold, with sharp ice pillars visible everywhere; everything here was made of ice, emitting an eerie glow.
“Alright, can you answer my question now?”
“I don’t want anything; I just wanted to invite you to sit in my palace. Hehe.”
“Who exactly are you?”
“Haven't I already said? I am you.”
Huh, this is really ridiculous. Where on earth am I? Everything is a mess. I stood silently in place, fine, let's see what you want to do.
"Speak up, why are you so quiet?" The person in front of me actually put on a pitiful look. Oh my god, I can't take it anymore.
"I mean, can you change your face? It's really uncomfortable for me to look at."
"I think it's pretty good, and right now you can only see me like this." After saying that, she looked at me awkwardly.
"Excuse me, why did you bring me here?"
Silence, chillingly cold. "Do you want to become stronger?"
Although she didn't say the answer I wanted, those words made my heart tremble involuntarily.
"I do, very much." I answered instinctively.
"Hehe, then you've come to the right place."
I didn't respond and looked at her with confusion. "I can make you stronger."
"Why help me?"
"I know everything that's happening to you. You're confused about that aura inside you, right? Let me tell you, it's 'Nether Energy', the most powerful force from the underworld. Hehehe, it can restrain the power of Demon Spirits. It's different from Soul Energy; no matter how strong Soul Energy is, it's still individual. Nether Energy comes from the underworld and is inexhaustible."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a bit shocked. "Why is it in me?"
"I have been searching for someone who can help me. No matter who you are, as long as you can endure this kind of aura, it means you've passed the test. For thousands of years, you've been very lucky, and so have I; I've finally found you. Do you remember that score of 'Dark Song'? I intentionally spread out many things like that, but unfortunately, they all lacked the ability."
I don't care about any of that; I only want to know, "What do you want me to do?"
"Don't be nervous; I won't hurt you. If we succeed, you will get everything you desire. What you see of me now is just a fragment of my Soul Energy. What I need is for you to help me break the seal here and completely liberate the Dark Corner!"
Heaven, unconsciously trembling, could it really be possible to break the seal of the Dark Corner? If so, then the Rebellious Home and all those Demon Dragons would no longer be oppressed. Excitement surged; we have hope!
"I know you're happy, but this will require a difficult process. Do you accept?"
"I accept." Without hesitation.
"Good. A promise made years ago has led to so many mistakes; it's time for me to atone." Her voice was equally excited. "So, the first thing you need to do is to transform and create a completely different version of yourself."
"What does that mean?"
"Inside you, there is something that doesn't belong here; it will limit you."
"Are you talking about Pure Sound?"
"Yes, that's it."
"No way! I promised its master that I would cultivate Pure Sound properly; I can't become a demon."
"I'm not saying you should give it up. I understand your situation. I'm asking you to create another avatar; that avatar will cultivate my techniques using Nether Energy."
"How do I create an avatar?"
"That's not difficult; I'll help you. Also, Dark Song—when your avatar is fully formed, practicing it will be easier than before. Here, take this."
As she spoke, a scroll appeared before me, instantly bringing a powerful sense of oppression, with an endless flow of Nether Energy emanating from it.
"This is completed with nearly half of my Soul Power. This scroll is equivalent to a mini space, and I call it Mihong. Once you enter, you will receive guidance. Trust me, as long as you can come out, you will already be a strong person."
"How long do I need to cultivate inside?"
"It's hard to say. It could be ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, or perhaps... you may never come out. Are you afraid?"
I was afraid, afraid that I would never see Prisoner again. Every time I faced the most difficult moments, I recalled those eyes, filled with a calm sadness. I longed to stay by his side for this lifetime, just this one lifetime. Why can't I understand your heart... I want to untie your knot.
"I am willing to go in."
"Very well, I believe you will succeed. In the end, you will see me, my true self. Hehe. Go ahead, little girl, you are free now."
"Wait, what do you mean 'free'?" Wasn't I supposed to stay in the scroll for a long time?
"Don't you know? You have been under external surveillance. Although I don't know who it is, I can sense that he is very powerful. However, he definitely does not belong to the Netherworld, so the heavier the Nether Energy in your body, the less he can monitor you."
Who is watching me? If he doesn't belong to the Netherworld, could it be Prisoner? If it were Prisoner, then how could he be monitoring me? He must be protecting me. Thinking of this made me smile; yes, Prisoner said he would always watch over me.
"It's okay; that's my Guardian Deity. Hehe."
She shook her head and did not respond further, and I did not press the matter.
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