Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 773: The Falling Whale King

Chapter 773: The Falling Whale King

The black and white paper figures froze for a moment. Several familiar faces within?

Even the green-headed sea turtle, who had been focused on swimming, paused, looking surprised.

"It's fine to release the Nascent Souls temporarily, but since they've lost their physical bodies, they can't remain in the outside world for long. If they encounter some heavenly phenomena, like violent winds or thunderstorms, they could completely dissipate," the white paper man explained.

Fang Chen nodded. Given the calm weather on the sea and the absence of violent winds or thunderstorms, he opened the lantern. One by one, the Nascent Souls inside began to fly out.

These Nascent Souls all looked confused, whether human or demon.

They had thought their end would be tragic—either refined into pills or devoured alive. They never expected to suddenly be released. Though still in shock, they retained their rationality and did not flee immediately. After all, they were in the Immortal Demonic Sea, and a lone Nascent Soul would hardly survive long.

"The Mad... Mad King?" exclaimed one of the Nascent Souls.

This Nascent Soul was only about an inch tall, but its expression was almost indistinguishable from that of a living person. It looked utterly astonished.

The small Nascent Soul's voice trembled. "Is it really the Mad King...?"

"Wonderful! We're saved!" another Nascent Soul exclaimed.

"Yang Qing from Nine Deer Valley pays respects to Mad King!"

"Fang Ze from Jade Toad Palace pays respects to Mad King!"

"Ding Wan from White Moon Island pays respects to Mad King!"

"Du Kong from the Prajna Sect pays respects to Mad King!"

The other Nascent Souls were stunned.

"Wait... they actually recognize him!?"

Some of the demon Nascent Souls had already noticed the green-headed sea turtle beneath Fang Chen's feet. After recognizing its origin, they were even more shocked.

"Fellow Daoist..."

"Return you? It's too difficult, the journey is long, and I don't have that much time to waste." Fang Chen shook his head. "You have two choices now: leave now, or stay in this Nascent Soul Lantern until the right time to leave."

Although disappointed by Fang Chen's refusal, the cultivators felt a sense of relief. If someone had ill intentions, they would have readily agreed, trying to extort their remaining value. Instead, the fact that Fang Chen outright rejected them gave them a sense of trust in him.

As for the rest, since they were from the Central Continent Empire originally, they believed they would be able to return home safely with Fang Chen.

With this thought in mind, Yang Qing curiously asked, "Mad King, how did you end up in the Immortal Demonic Sea? Where are you heading?"

Fang Chen smiled. "Me? To the Pitu Ruins. You all have been there, right? Could you tell me what to watch out for?"

The four of them gasped, and even the dead-silent Meng Tianshu turned to look at Fang Chen, his eyes almost hollow.

"Mad King, I advise you not to go there..." Yang Qing said with a bitter smile. "We initially went there because we heard the Pitu Ruins contained living celestial beasts, and we thought we could each catch one, so we set out together. But now, as you can see, this is how we've ended up...."

Fang Ze from the Yuchan Palace added, "The Pitu Ruins fall under the jurisdiction of the Golden Immortal Sect of Northern Dipper. This sect is both righteous and evil, acting on their whims. Unlike some other ruins that have rules prohibiting deadly conflicts, there are no such rules in the Pitu Ruins. It's a place where anything goes.

Yang Qing's face was bitter. He added, "If the person who enters doesn't find anything of worth, they'll be fine. But if it was found they got their hands on anything, they'd be hunted down. Someone might even kill you if they just don't find you pleasing. Only the cultivators from the Northern Dipper have it a little better. For those of us from the Central Continent Empire or even people from Celestial Heaven, it's the same, they can kill us without reason."

White Moon Island's Ding Wan tried to persuade Fang Chen. "Mad King, it's better if we return to the Central Continent Empire. If we don't have an elder from our sect to help us in our current state, we might die and never have a chance to reincarnate."

"This journey has already been set, it would be difficult to turn back. You all might as well tell me more about the Pitu Ruins," Fang Chen said, seemingly unfazed.

At that moment, the silent Meng Tianshu finally spoke. "Brother Fang, you say you're heading to the Pitu Ruins... but this isn't the direction to the ruins."

The sea turtle suddenly sank back into the sea again, and soon, waves surged as a massive city slowly rose from the depths of the ocean.

The green-headed sea turtle wore a smug look as it kneeled at a woman's feet and started kissing them.

There were many demonic cultivators surrounding the woman, their numbers seeming endless. Their demonic aura was so overwhelming that it covered a vast area, dimming the previously clear sky into an ominous shade.

"That's him, Falling Whale King. It's that kid," the green-headed sea turtle said with a sinister smile.