Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times - Chapter 739: 249: So if You Lose, You Call Your Parents, Right?_2

Chapter 739: Chapter 249: So if You Lose, You Call Your Parents, Right?_2

“Master…”

“I hope I’m not disturbing you.”

The voice of the Seventh Prince, already extremely weak, knelt down on the weeds in a pitch-black dungeon, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger as he spoke in a frail and hoarse voice, “Disciple knows that people from the higher realm cannot travel to the lower realm, and even if you, Master, were aware of my current plight, there would be nothing you could do but worry.”

“Disciple didn’t want to trouble you, Master, with such trivial matters.”

“But…”

“Even though I thought this way, as I am about to depart, I still wish to inform you, Master, I have not disgraced you. Disciple has become the number one Sword Cultivator in Da Xia Country and has successfully broken free from the prison of Da Xia Country.”

“It’s just… I can go no further, Master… Have I still brought shame upon myself?”

The voice of the Seventh Prince grew weaker and weaker, almost merging with the darkness of the dungeon.

At that moment—

“You never contact me when you enjoy the good life, but now that you’re dying, you remember to leave me your last words?”

A calm voice suddenly began to echo slowly within the dungeon.

The Seventh Prince, whose body was now too weak to stay kneeling and slumped on the ground, who had just resigned himself to await death with eyes barely open, was suddenly startled by the familiar voice he heard, causing his body to stiffen.

Then, summoning strength from who knows where, he looked up immediately. There was almost no light in the pitch-black dungeon, except for a faint glow from an oil lamp embedded in the outer corridor wall.

In that dim light, he saw a figure appear abruptly in the dungeon.

Although the face was not clear.

But that figure… that voice…

The Seventh Prince, who had resigned himself to death, suddenly felt tears welling up in his eyes, and in a hoarse and trembling voice, he said, “Master… how did you manage to come to the Lower Realm?”

Chen Qiu, standing in the center of the dungeon, glanced around at the surroundings before letting out a light sigh, then said in a soft voice.

“It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, and you seem to be lowering your standards for living conditions more and more.”

“About how I can come here, don’t ask such silly questions. Are you expecting me to start from the beginning and tell you how I made my way down here? Really… it does feel a little shameful. Didn’t we agree that you would not call me ‘Master’ until you made a name for yourself?”

“If others knew that my disciple in the Lower Realm was treated like this, it would indeed be embarrassing.”

He then threw a Storage Ring over.

“Inside there are some Healing Medicines, take them first.”

“Then, Master will take you to kill people.”

“Tell me, how did you end up in this state?”

“Yes!”

The Seventh Prince nodded vigorously, his eyes reddening as he swallowed a handful of Pills all at once, obviously looking a bit better. He then took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, “It’s a long story, Master, at first…”

“Get to the point.”

In the darkness, Chen Qiu shook his head and casually said, “Women, heavenly treasures, opportunity struggles, groundless hatred—choose one of these as the reason you’re being hunted.”

The grievances in the Cultivation World are complex to discuss. Everyone has a story to tell; they could tell tens of thousands without any repetition.

But in fact, they boil down to four themes.

These are the four main ones.

The least common is groundless hatred, followed by affairs involving women. Most of the enmity generally evolves from heavenly treasures and the competition for opportunities. Groundless hatred refers to that kind of pure dislike, the desire to meddle with someone for no reason.

This is not to say it’s nonexistent, but it’s rare.

“Uh…” The Seventh Prince’s eyes flickered with confusion as he replied subconsciously, “None of the above. It was your old enemy, who, after finding out you were my Master, made a move on me. They know people from the higher realms can almost never come to the lower realm.”

“My enemy??”

Chen Qiu’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and without hesitation, his Spiritual Energy swept up the Seventh Prince, breaking through the dungeon walls and disappearing in an instant. When they reappeared, they were high in the sky, his imposing aura blatantly unleashed, his Divine Sense locking onto every living creature below.

He was genuinely puzzled.

He couldn’t think of any enemies left on the Xuantian Continent—his foes had all been killed back then.

…

Chen Qiu, floating high in the sky, saw the name of this power written on the Mountain Gate.

“Chen Family.”

It was a family, established at the peak of a mountain.

He had no recollection of them, yet his Divine Sense had already detected that the strongest member of this power was at the Early Stage of Divinity Transformation, a force from the Lower Nine States close to the Central State.

“Come out, all of you.”

Chen Qiu’s voice slowly resonated above the entire mountain peak.

As his words fell.

The elder at the Early Stage of Divinity Transformation, who was previously pretending to cultivate in the back mountain, could no longer maintain his facade and flew nervously to face Chen Qiu, his face pale as he said in a quivering voice, “Chen… Chen Qiu, it’s all a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding.”

“Considering we are from the same family, I wonder if it’s possible to make a big issue small and let go of minor ones?”

“Any compensation that the Chen Family can offer, we will provide it all.”

When he felt that pressure and the lock of that Divine Sense, he knew things were finished. He didn’t understand how Chen Qiu, who had clearly gone to the Vast Continent, could still come down freely, but seeing the young man who had been imprisoned by them now standing quietly behind Chen Qiu, he knew the gravity of the situation.

It hadn’t been long; how had Chen Qiu’s cultivation grown so strong?

He couldn’t sense Chen Qiu’s Cultivation Realm at all; he only knew that with his own Cultivation Realm at the Early Stage of Divinity Transformation, he had to use all his strength to withstand Chen Qiu’s pressure; otherwise, he couldn’t even get close to him!

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