Supreme of Seven Realms

The Law Enforcement Elder had been beaten up, so naturally, no one dared to spread the word around with their mouth wide open. However, there was no wall that was impervious to the wind in this world. There were still whispers.    

    

After Sun Yuquan had gone back to report this matter, all the elders of the Blue Sky Academy came to Ling Tianyu's courtyard to check it out. In the end, nothing had happened.    

    

Furthermore, Pu Dongheng had said that he wouldn't allow anyone to disturb Ling Tianyu's cultivation in the future and that he didn't need to hand in his things.    

    

When the Sun family's couple and Fu Yuansheng heard this, they even had thoughts of dying. Sun Batian and Fu Yuansheng were fine, but Sun Yuquan could not bear it any longer. He resigned and returned to the Sun family.    

    

At the Drunken Immortal Tavern, Ling Tianyu and Ling Shuiyao were preparing to grind a meal here. This was because the smell of the place was truly memorable.    

    

Of course, there was also Sayo, but Ling Tianyu did not want to attract anyone's attention so he bought a larger set of clothes for her and hid her wings.    

    

Without her wings, Sayo was a cute five-year-old girl.    

    

"Hey, have you heard? A strange thing happened recently."    

    

Just as Ling Tianyu and the other two were about to pay the bill and leave, a man sat at a table not too far away from them.    

    

"What strange thing?" The people on the surrounding tables hurriedly asked.    

    

That person paused for a moment, took a sip of his wine, and then said, "You should know of Yan Wu City, which is not far from the capital."    

    

Everyone nodded. Martial City was a big city under the rule of the Empire of Feng Yun. There were dozens of smaller cities around it, as well as many villages and small towns.    

    

The man continued, "Below the Yan Wu City, there is a small town called Lonely Mountain Town. "But just a few days ago …"    

    

At this point, that person started drinking again. It could be seen that this person had good appetite.    

    

Everyone's mouths were open as they waited for that person's explanation.    

    

"Hehe, this Lone Mountain Town has at least a thousand people, right? But just a few days ago, in one night, they all mysteriously died."    

    

"Hiss …"    

    

After hearing this, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.    

    

Ling Tianyu was also stunned. How was it possible for thousands of people to die in a single night?    

    

If one were to say that tens or hundreds of people had died, then it was understandable. However, if all the people in a town had died, then such a huge event would have already spread far and wide.    

    

Thinking about the seven countries in the East, although each country had more than a dozen cities, their territories were pitifully small, especially in terms of population.    

    

However, a thousand people had died in one night. What kind of concept was this?    

    

"Friend, over a thousand people have died. This is a very important matter, and this happened a few days ago. Why is it that we do not know about this?"    

    

It was an old man. Clearly, he did not believe in this matter. The others were at a loss as well. Indeed, they didn't know of this news.    

    

That person shot a glance at him. He didn't respect him just because he was an old man. Instead, he drank another mouthful of wine and laughed, "It's normal that you guys don't know because this news has been sealed off."    

    

Sealing up the news? Since it was so airtight, only the imperial family had the power to do so.    

    

However, over a thousand people had died. It could be said that they had massacred the entire town. Why would the imperial family seal this place down? Shouldn't they find out the reason and announce it to the world to pacify the people?    

    

This question was naturally raised by someone. The old man said: "Currently, Emperor Feng is guarding the mountains and rivers. He is doing this for the people, so how could he not investigate the reason and seal the news?"    

    

Everyone echoed him. The old man was right, the Wind Emperor was indeed a wise king.    

    

However, that person disdainfully said, "What are the reasons for the investigation? Let me tell you, these thousand people were all killed by ghosts."    

    

Ah?    

    

Everyone was surprised for a moment before they burst out laughing.    

    

"Bro, you don't need to make up a story like that, right? You're too unskilled."    

    

"That's right, haha, if you were to say that it was a bandit or something like that, then I would believe it a little bit, really."    

    

"Tsk …"    

    

The onlookers shook their heads and scattered, continuing to return to their seats.    

    

"Hey hey hey, why don't all of you believe it? I just came from Yan Wu City. " The person quickly shouted with a serious expression, but no one paid any attention to him now.    

    

Killing ghosts?    

    

In the world of cultivators, it was naturally impossible. Ling Tianyu and the others also shook their heads as they walked out of Drunken Immortal Tavern. Their goal was the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion, to refine the Bone Ablutionary Dan.    

    

"Little Yu, you don't believe ghosts kill people?" Sayo suddenly asked as the three were walking away.    

    

"Could it be that you believe it?" Ling Tianyu asked.    

    

"I don't believe it, but what that person said should be true." Sayo shook her head and confirmed.    

    

Ling Tianyu and Ling Shuiyao were both stunned. As they looked at this five-year-old girl in front of them, they couldn't help but wonder if what she said was true.    

    

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sayo paused for a moment, then said in an aged voice, "Forget it, I'll give you an explanation."    

    

"You should know that there is a Netherworld in the Seven Realms …"    

    

The Nether Realm was different from the other six realms. There was no spirit energy there, only an eerie atmosphere. Legend has it that after a person dies, their soul will be reincarnated. Naturally, it was the Nether Realm.    

    

Passing the Bridge of Helplessness, drinking Grandma Meng's Elixir, and then being reincarnated from the Reincarnation Altar, all of this was done under the will of the heavens.    

    

However, drinking Grandma Meng's Elixir naturally meant that they had to forget their past lives. Some powerful martial artists who were unwilling to forget their past life would open up their own cultivation methods and go against the will of the heavens.    

    

He had finally embarked on a path of soul cultivation, which is to say ghost cultivation. When he reaches a certain level of ability, he can reconstruct his physical body and become a human once more.    

    

However, the heavens were fair. If one were to bestow something, they would definitely lose something. Since the cultivators of the Underworld cultivated with nether fog, so what if they became human?    

    

They could not walk out of the Nether Realm unless you could adapt to the laws of the world from other interfaces. Only by reaching the Heaven realm could they jump out of the restrictions of this rule.    

    

However, there were still some geniuses who managed to leave the Nether Realm after countless years of experience. They were no different from the people of the Mortal Realm.    

    

However, they cultivated in Yin energy, and the mortal world did not have it. Thus, they used a different method to extract a person's soul for cultivation.    

    

However, such a method was outrageous. As long as one discovered that it was definitely a group attack.    

    

A thousand years ago, the Million Wraith Sect was a typical example.    

    

"Are you saying that it's possible that the people from the Nether Realm are cultivating?" Ling Tianyu frowned. If that was the case, then this matter was truly extraordinary.    

    

Sayo shook her head and said, "Nether Realm people wouldn't come to such a small place. I think someone from the Mortal Realm must have obtained a cultivation technique from the Underworld!"    

    

Ling Tianyu and Ling Shuiyao shuddered slightly as they thought of that small hole in the Crosscut Mountain Range where only one person could pass through.    

    

Could that person have stolen the inheritance of the Myriad Ghost Sect?    

    

If that was the case, then this matter must be resolved as soon as possible. Otherwise, even more people would die.