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Wei Chen pondered for a moment and finally understood.
No matter what level of Spatial Plane one cultivates in, once a martial artist reaches the twenty-second rank, they can directly go to the Hua Xia World or the Nine Immortal Realm. Comparatively, those with stronger abilities go to the Nine Immortal Realm, while those with slightly lesser abilities go to the Hua Xia World.
Essentially, the Hua Xia World and the Nine Immortal Realm are both sixth-level planes; however, due to the selfishness of the Nine Immortal Realm, they have forcibly isolated the Hua Xia World from it.
"Demon Lotus Emperor, my grandfather's realm, right?" Wei Chen quietly asked the Demon Lotus Emperor within his soul.
"That's correct," replied the Demon Lotus Emperor. "Think about it: if one had to cultivate through each plane individually, in a low-level plane like Soul World, to reach Hua Xia World would require cultivating through five planes. The heavens have their own balance; they wouldn't allow cultivators from Soul World, which is too lowly, to endure such torment across multiple planes. After reaching the twenty-second rank, martial artists can go to Hua Xia World; essentially, there is no situation where one would go to the Nine Immortal Realm. The Nine Immortal Realm despises outsiders; they are already overcrowded and cannot absorb more outsiders. Countless individuals from low-level planes break through their shackles each year seeking the Nine Immortal Realm for ultimate cultivation, but they are often not accepted."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen suddenly thought that both the Demon Domain and the Nine Immortal Realm were overcrowded. Therefore, the war between them was likely just a means of population control!
"Demon Lotus Emperor, the battles between the Demon Domain and the Nine Immortal Realm can't be that simple, can they?"
"You guessed correctly; it is indeed a war of attrition between them with an unspoken understanding to reduce their populations. Neither the Demon Domain nor the Nine Immortal Realm has any need to consume each other's strength."
After hearing the Demon Lotus Emperor's explanation, Wei Chen felt a heavy weight in his heart.
The brutality of war was unimaginable, but the intentions behind it were even more chilling.
The Demon Lotus Emperor sneered. "Wei Chen, don't be foolish. This has been the rule for hundreds of thousands of years. If they didn't do this, both the Demon Domain and the Nine Immortal Realm would become overcrowded and lead themselves to extinction. Currently, both realms are at a critical population threshold; if exceeded, war will erupt with billions dying in conflict. Whenever battles occur between the Demon Domain and the Nine Immortal Realm, it is always the weak who charge into battle first. The true elites either do not participate at all or hide far behind to watch. Only elites receive protection. The law of survival of the fittest is vividly displayed in both realms."
"But you need not worry; no matter what happens, you won't be on the battlefield. Your grandfather won't let you take risks since you are the only bloodline of the Black Magic Clan."
"What about the others from the Dark Magic Royal Family?"
"As far as I know, the Dark Magic Royal Family has been passed down through generations. Beyond that, I am not informed; you should ask the Dark Mage."
The Demon Lotus Emperor ceased to pay attention to Wei Chen's questions and quietly focused on cultivating within Wei Chen's soul.
"Grandfather, should I continue to cultivate the Three Souls and Seven Spirits realm?" Wei Chen asked.
The Dark Mage hesitated for a moment, exchanging glances with Muen and the others.
After a long pause, he nodded heavily and said, "Yes, you must! The Three Souls and Seven Spirits realm is your only advantage. Your Martial Soul is exceptionally strong, which makes your Three Souls and Seven Spirits more robust than those in the Demon Realm. You have built your foundation step by step, giving you a greater edge compared to those in the Demon Realm. Take Ginger Guest for example; he did not cultivate the Three Souls and Seven Spirits and started directly from the eleventh level, lacking the solid foundation you possess. Once you reach the same Magic Realm as him, he will no longer be your opponent."
"Alright, I will do my best."
With the Three Trials still unresolved and the Seven Killing Sword not yet fully cultivated, Wei Chen faced numerous challenges ahead.
Strength does not come easily; even someone as talented as Wei Chen could not expect to break through many realms in a short time.
He felt troubled. In the Soul World, he was already among the strongest, but here, it seemed anyone could easily defeat him!
The road ahead is long and arduous; Wei Chen could only strive little by little.
"I still don't know how Cang Mountain is faring. Have the Soul Clan's people breached it?"
"Will Thunderstorm's Thunder Clan take action? Will Ji Pokong's Sea Tribe intervene?"
"Even if they all act, with the battlefield at Cang Mountain, it will be difficult to hold it! What will happen to Peach Blossom Island's foundation?"
"Sister Wei Rou, Snow Cicada, and Mu Qingyan are still waiting for me. Ni Junlin and Ji Mei have some means of self-protection, so I don't need to worry about them for now. But Zhao Yu has been taken to the Southern Region, and I have no idea when I'll hear from them."
"That old man Han Mang is probably trapped in the Magic Stone Space and can't get out. Who in the Peach Blossom Sect can hold things together?"
Thinking of this, Wei Chen felt a wave of frustration. After finally arriving in the Demon Realm, was he really going to have to turn back so soon?
The key issue was that it seemed incredibly difficult to return...
Wei Chen's face showed signs of anxiety as he asked, "Grandpa, I still have many things to do in the Soul World. Now that I'm in the Demon Realm, what will happen to my friends and family?"
The Dark Mage fell silent for a moment before replying, "Child, do you need me to send troops to help? I'm just afraid that doing so would provoke the Nine Immortal Realm and lead to war in the Soul World! If that happens, the entire Soul World could be destroyed."
The Soul World is a subordinate Spatial Plane of the Nine Immortal Realm. If people from the Demon Realm enter the Soul World and start a war, it would be inevitable.
"Child, to be honest, going to the Soul World is also very difficult. I can only send my troops into your Magic Stone Space; their time in the Soul World cannot be too long—only one hour each time."
"One hour? Won't that be noticed by the Nine Immortal Realm?"
"It's unlikely, but as long as they don't linger in the Soul World, the Nine Immortal Realm won't care."
"Grandpa, what's the situation like in the Soul World right now?"
"When you were in the Soul World, I could still see some of its conditions because of our bloodline connection, which provided me with some special means of surveillance. But now that you're in the Demon Realm, my monitoring of the Soul World has completely vanished."
The Dark Mage looked at Wei Chen with a hint of regret. His own grandson had been wandering outside for so long, and he felt helpless not being able to assist Wei Chen much. The Dark Mage felt a sense of frustration building within him.
"Grandpa, I'm in the Soul World, and there are many things I need to handle. If I don't go back, my relatives and friends will be in trouble. Can I return for a while after the Demon Arena in the Demon Realm? Once I've sorted things out over there, I'll come back," Wei Chen said, looking at the Dark Mage with a tentative expression.
The Dark Mage shook his head and replied, "Child, there's no need to rush. The dimensional level of the Soul World is simply too low. When you convert time, it’s almost like a hundred years in the human world equals one day here. The Demon Realm is what you might call 'above,' while the Soul World is akin to the human realm. Although the ratio isn't that exaggerated, one year in the Demon Realm is roughly equivalent to just one day in the Soul World. Focus on your cultivation here for a while before returning; by then, you'll be an invincible presence in the Spatial Plane."
Hearing this, Wei Chen felt a surge of joy. A few delays at Cang Mountain wouldn't matter much; he and Han Mang disappearing for a while might not attract much attention at Cang Mountain or Peach Blossom Sect. In the Demon Realm, however, that could mean several years. A few years would be enough for him to cultivate to a powerful level. By then, when he returned, what threat would the Soul Clan pose?
"Grandpa, if I go back to the Soul World, I won't be considered an outsider, right? Will the Nine Immortal Realm notice my presence?"
"They won't. You have lived in the Soul World and cultivated with Soul Power. Even if you cultivate demonic power in the Demon Realm, you can disguise it with Soul Power when you return to the Soul World."
With this reassurance, Wei Chen felt completely at ease.
"Grandpa, how long can people from the Demon Realm naturally live?" Wei Chen asked.
The Black Demon Clan replied, "About ten thousand years."
"That long?" Wei Chen was shocked. They could actually live for ten thousand years?
The Dark Mage chuckled and said, "Child, guess how old I am."
"You look like you're in your seventies or eighties."
"Hehe, actually I'm over eight thousand years old; I've entered my twilight years in the Demon Realm," said the Black Demon Clan.
Wei Chen was stunned. Over eight thousand years?
The high-ranking members of the Black Magic Clan couldn't help but chuckle at Wei Chen's shocked expression. After all, which of them wasn't thousands of years old?
"Grandfather, what about my biological parents? Could it be...?"
"That's right, your biological parents are both dead. You are the last descendant of our Dark Magic Royal Family. At my age, I can no longer have children, so you are the only heir. I thought I would never find you, but unexpectedly, you appeared in the Soul World, and I sensed your presence," said the Black Demon Clan leader.
The Dark Mage's face turned sorrowful as he continued, "Child, your parents were killed by the Dragon Clan. At that time, I was leading troops to fight against the Nine Immortal Realm and couldn't attend to everything. The Dragon Clan struck and attacked your parents. Your father died in battle, and your mother had nowhere to escape. With you in her arms, she tore through the void and fled to the Soul World. This is what I know; however, I have no information about what happened to your mother after she arrived in the Soul World. But since you were adopted, it is likely that your mother also perished."
"How could the Dragon Clan dare to do such a thing? Since you know it was them, why don't you take revenge?" Wei Chen asked angrily.
At this moment, Muen interjected, "Young Mistress, we all know it was the Dragon Clan who did this, but we have no evidence. However, we did retaliate against them by secretly assassinating several younger members of the Dragon Clan royal family. The Dragon Clan has many branches; losing a few princes won't significantly impact them."
The Dark Mage nodded in agreement. "It's clear that it was the Dragon Clan's doing, but without evidence, we could only vent our anger by killing a few princes from their family. That brought the matter to a close."
"When I was four thousand years old, I married and had children—your father. He devoted himself to cultivation and ignored worldly affairs; he only married after reaching four thousand years old. We Dark Magic Family members share a common trait: we are obsessed with cultivation and loyal in love, remaining faithful to one partner for life. This is our pride but also our flaw! If it weren't for this trait, how could the Dark Magic Royal Family be so thinly populated?"
Hearing the Dark Mage's words, Wei Chen felt a mix of anger and shame. He had wanted to seek revenge against the Dragon Clan but now realized that he didn't quite fit into their mold of devotion and obsession with cultivation at all.
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