Free Web NovelChapter 584: Chapter 81: Lifelong Wish_2
This strict logic left Zhao Chenlu dumbfounded.
"Wait a minute, isn’t it worth celebrating after winning the Immortal Demon War? Honestly, I’ve been waiting for this day for so long. On the day of the decisive battle, my greatest regret before dying was not being able to participate in the victory banquet... Now that I’ve been resurrected, shouldn’t I reward myself for my contributions in the great war with a small banquet, and indulge a little? What’s wrong with that?"
Wang Jiu thought about it and admitted that Zhao Chenlu’s words were not without reason.
As one of the Jiu Immortal Venerables, she indeed made significant contributions during the Immortal Demon War. Besides her integrative role for the Myriad Immortals Alliance, she was an undeniable backbone on the front line battlefield. Until the decisive battle with the Demon Emperor, Zhao Yuming, who possessed Heaven Shattering Realm cultivation, was a source of nightmares for countless Demon Race members.
So as one of the surviving participants, she indeed has the right to request a victory banquet, even if it’s not for encouragement, but as a reward.
"Alright, when we return, we will hold a celebration banquet as you wish. But isn’t it a bit sparse with only the two of us attending?"
"Two people are just perfect!" Zhao Chenlu said decisively, "No need for a third person to mess things up!"
"Alright, since it’s your reward, you should decide. But for now, let’s focus on finishing the work at hand." Wang Jiu finished speaking and then turned the sword tip, pointing to the deeper part of the cabin.
Only then did Zhao Chenlu recall that they still had an important task at hand: exploring the Nether Sea.
Wang Jiu continued, "Since we’ve determined it’s unrelated to the Demon Race, we need to reorganize our previous logic chain. Xiao Bai’s talent is irrelevant to the Demon Race; it’s the mighty force of nature. What we need to do now is analyze this power, make it part of ourselves, and cultivate more Sword Dao geniuses. Thus, even if new alien threats come in the future, we can handle them more comfortably."
Saying this, Wang Jiu had already turned a corner ahead, delving deeper into the ship.
The ship still maintained its appearance from hundreds of years ago—everywhere were traces of the exploration team struggling for survival, walls, and floors covered with stains and fractures, the air still permeated with the desperation of the time.
In front of a cabin door, Wang Jiu saw a middle-aged woman slumped on the ground, holding a mirror in her arms, motionless. From Wang Jiu’s angle, he could see the reflection in the mirror, a youthful girl in the bloom of her twenties, with a delicate face currently with eyes closed, as if a princess frozen in an ice coffin. Yet the woman outside the coffin stared wide-eyed, her face filled with despair.
This contrast inside and outside the mirror was like a horror show. Moments later, Zhao Chenlu cautiously floated along and, seeing this scene, couldn’t help but sigh.
"Has the distortion and twist of time reached this level? If it’s said to be the mighty force of nature, it’s truly incredible."
"Yet to say it’s not the might of nature, it’s even more inconceivable."
If it’s not the force of nature, then it’s man-made. Who? The possibility of the Demon Race has been ruled out, and this time-space distortion divine technique wasn’t truly mastered even by the Jiu Immortal Venerables back then, so...
Zhao Chenlu sighed, "Alright, nature, I concede."
Then, even more incredible events happened one after another.
They saw the chief advisor of the expedition team, with a young face on the left and an old face on the right, each side of the body showing starkly contrasting characteristics, as if a brutal butcher had taken half of two live people and forcibly glued them together.
They also saw the supposed oldest, most qualified researcher of the team, yet lying in an infant state in swaddling clothes at death.
Along the passageway, both of them kept going downwards, magnificent scenes caused by time-space distortion were in abundance, even the ship itself was affected, internal spaces constantly appearing as crossover and disruption points, turning the originally simple-straight structure of the ship into a massive maze.
Throughout the maze, traces of despairing corpses were visibly everywhere, evidently many from the exploration team got lost in this maze during their final moments.
"Here... reminds me of the Demon Race’s playground."
Halfway through, Zhao Chenlu couldn’t help but say.
Wang Jiu responded, "It does resemble it somewhat."
In the early stages of the Immortal Demon War, the Demon Race’s attitude towards humanity was like a giant crushing ants; everything was routine work. The Demon Race wanted complete eradication, so neither leave survivors nor have the heart for cat-and-mouse games. However, as the war gradually stalemated and even reversed in the later stages, the Demon Race’s attitude became more complex.
On one hand, the Demon Race had to admit the upfront bulldozing strategy before opening the war was no longer feasible. On the frontline battlefield, the courageous blind fight led to unusually severe casualties for them, and the assassin teams that had repeatedly succeeded in the war to destroy Myriad Realms started being counter-killed by humans, even the Shadow Demon Legion faced total annihilation overnight. Based on this, the Demon Race had to change their policies, making a certain degree of compromise.
If they could break the enemy’s will to achieve victory, temporarily delaying the annihilation was acceptable.
Simply put, the Demon Race no longer engaged in cost-unconcerned slaughter but adapted to choose survival pathways for some humans, setting traps along these paths. Thus, the Demon Race need not face humans fighting desperately, but instead encountered escapees crowding in fleeing paths, turning backs to the enemy.
