Chapter 871: Chapter 205: Yin Yang Realm
Fang Che quickly put away the registration part and took the table back.
His goal was achieved, so there was no need to keep offending people indefinitely.
He naturally moved into the room the shopkeeper had just registered for him.
He’s not leaving; yes, he’s snuck in. Though his skin is a bit thick, it’s not an issue.
Two full suites, one large hall, one small hall. The place is extremely spacious.
Fang Che settled down here, which brought a slight smile to the lips of Feng Yun and Yan Beihan.
Both felt: I guessed right.
"Why don’t you go to your room to rest? Nothing’s going on; it’s better to sleep here, right?"
Fang Che saw Dongyun Yu actually follow him into his room and was immediately displeased.
I’m going back to my room with my wife, why are you following?
Dongyun Yu was stunned, glaring, said: "Damn... burning bridges so quickly, you’re really the first one! What, use me and then want to ditch me?"
"Who used you... like a horse who doesn’t know its face is long." Fang Che showed disdain: "Go rest, don’t follow me."
Dongyun Yu reluctantly went into his own room and slammed the door hard.
Damn it, back when I was with Jun Hefang, Hua Kaixie, Wu Zhibing, and others, I was never treated like this.
This Fang Che is truly bad-mannered!
And to think I helped him so much!
Entering the room, Dongyun Yu immediately closed the door.
Fang Che finally felt his heart calm down a little.
Just now, it truly scared him out of his wits, his scalp still tingling.
Ye Meng was a bit surprised: "Staying here? Not going home?"
"Yeah, temporarily staying here to watch the spectacle, isn’t that great."
Fang Che answered naturally: "Besides, didn’t you see the platform outside is meant for fights? Just right for the two of us, who just broke through, to watch, learn, and consolidate at the same time, isn’t that great fun?"
Ye Meng bit her lip, looked at the bed, somewhat hesitant.
"No worries, make do, if you think it’s not clean, I’ll have the shopkeeper change the bedding in a bit."
Ye Meng bit her lip and said: "This is already new, hasn’t been used. You can tell, it must be a requirement from the Heavenly Palace. But our home is right here..."
"Listen to me, there are reasons to stay since we’ve chosen to stay here."
Fang Che transmitted: "Does this even need an explanation?"
"Alright."
Ye Meng didn’t actually mind staying here; she was afraid Fang Che might do something at night among all these experts in the Four Seas and Eight Desolate Tower...
Ye Meng naturally tidied the room, while Fang Che sat alone at the table, holding his head, slowly sorting out his thoughts bit by bit.
Right now, everything is a tangled mess. He couldn’t even find the thread end.
Heaven, what are you trying to do?
Why have these Sects come? The purpose is still uncertain.
Right now, Feng Yunqi, Duan Xiyang, Yan Beihan, Feng Yun... are all here.
Fang Che thought more and more, feeling a headache.
...
Up on the ninth floor.
Duan Xiyang turned to glance at Yan Beihan: "Finished registering?"
"Finished registering."
"Do you think he recognized you?" Duan Xiyang asked.
"Recognized me?" Yan Beihan furrowed his brow, carefully thought about it, and shook his head: "Probably not?"
"He recognized you."
Feng Yunqi and Duan Xiyang spoke simultaneously, both laughing.
"Why?" Yan Beihan widened his eyes.
"After you registered, that guy was originally very calm, but suddenly his heart started pounding rapidly. In addition, his Divine Sense fluctuated violently."
Feng Yunqi chuckled: "So not only did this kid recognize you, but he probably also guessed who this ’always friendly’ grandpa of yours is."
Duan Xiyang’s face turned dark, glaring at him.
This old guy is looking for trouble!
Yan Beihan wondered: "How could he notice?"
Feng Yunqi drew a line on the table with his finger, saying: "This is a person’s Divine Sense, generally, it’s flat."
Yan Beihan and Aunt Hong both paid attention.
Then a line with constant fluctuations: "This is during a battle."
Then after a flat line, a slight rise: "This is when one sees unexpected people or events."
Then after a flat line, a sudden sharp spike, remaining high for a while then dropping: "This is when one sees a ghost and is shocked."
Feng Yunqi stroked his beard, pointing to the last line, and said: "That’s how this kid’s Divine Sense was just now." He looked over at Duan Xiyang.
"So he recognized my grandpa," Yan Beihan cleverly deduced.
Duan Xiyang’s face darkened: "So your grandpa is a ghost, huh."
Yan Beihan stuck out his tongue, not daring to speak.
Feng Yunqi chuckled: "To him, you’re scarier than a ghost."
Duan Xiyang snorted, then asked: "Why do you think the Heavenly Palace gathered people from the Outer World Mountain Sect here? Do you know?"
Feng Yunqi said: "If it weren’t for their purpose this time, I wouldn’t have come either."
"Oh?" Duan Xiyang raised a brow.
"Yin Yang Realm."
Feng Yunqi said faintly: "And this time, it’s not just organized by the Heavenly Palace; it’s a joint effort with the Underworld."
Duan Xiyang mused: "Yin Yang Realm, huh, I’ve never been there before."
"Then you’ll never get the chance in this life. Your cultivation has long surpassed it."
Feng Yunqi said: "If people of your cultivation could enter, the Heavenly Palace and Underworld would have exhausted the Yin Yang Realm’s benefits long ago, after so many years."
Duan Xiyang asked: "What exactly is the Yin Yang Realm?"
"The Yin Yang Realm is a strange place; I’m not entirely clear on the specifics either."
Feng Yunqi sighed: "You know the grudges back then, Dongfang dragged me in, causing me to offend the Outer World Mountain Sect people. It cut off one of my paths... so I’m just collecting information on the Yin Yang Realm through hearsay. It’s not comprehensive and may not be accurate; take what I say with a grain of salt."
