Chapter 296: Shang Xuan Peak
“Which peak?”
Facing this question, Mu Sanniang’s answer was without hesitation.
“Wherever my brother is, that’s where I’ll go.”
Chen An smiled; this was indeed the answer he had anticipated.
However, he still explained the pros and cons of the six peaks one by one.
Mu Sanniang listened quietly, her answer remaining the same.
Chen An stopped rambling.
Then, at the girl’s insistent request, Chen An took her directly to the Nether Prison.
The Nether Prison was located on Shang Xuan Peak, one of the six peaks.
Shang Xuan Peak focused on killing, its disciples’ combat power consistently strong, and the entire peak exuded a solemn and dignified atmosphere.
Along the way, the few Shang Xuan Peak disciples they occasionally encountered mostly had stern faces and moved about hurriedly.
No one interfered, running up to ask them why they were going to Shang Xuan Peak.
Chen An couldn’t help but think that his initial idea of not letting Sanniang come to Shang Xuan Peak was indeed correct.
They followed a small path within the peak, going deeper and deeper.
After walking for about half an hour, they finally saw a hall standing on a flat area.
The hall’s decor was not ornate, but very simple, only that the surroundings were empty and lacked any sense of life.
This was because the Nether Prison was a very special existence within the Tai Xuan Sect.
It was located at the intersection of underground Nine Yin Qi, bone-chillingly cold year-round, with biting cold air.
Unless absolutely necessary, ordinary disciples would not choose to come here to suffer unnecessarily.
Unless it was someone with strict self-requirements and a desperate desire to become stronger.
For instance, the girl beside Chen An now was an excellent example.
Although the Nether Prison had a harsh environment and was filled with fierce beasts, it was also the best place to temper one’s mind and improve one’s cultivation.
After all, constantly walking on the edge of a knife made it difficult not to progress rapidly.
However, even though that was the principle, when it came to oneself, how many people could persist in cultivating in the Nether Prison for a long time?
The vast majority, after hearing its reputation, would eagerly try it out.
But often, within half an hour, they would activate their life tablet and come out in disgrace.
And then never mention entering the Nether Prison again.
So when Chen An brought Mu Sanniang to find the supervising elder in the hall, the elder slightly raised his eyes and indifferently tossed a jade token to them.
As for any words of advice, he had long since lost the inclination.
In the end, one had to suffer a bit to learn a lesson.
“Infuse a strand of spiritual energy into the jade token to obtain a life tablet. After entering the Nether Prison with the life tablet, if you encounter a crisis, activate the teleportation array within the life tablet to return to the surface.”
He slowly finished explaining the precautions, then continued to lower his wrinkled eyelids.
His hair and eyebrows were already white, and as he sat on the chair, his entire being exuded a sense of decrepitude, as if he would leave this world at any moment.
Chen An and Mu Sanniang exchanged a glance without a word, bowed silently, and then exited the hall.
It was still early outside the hall, and it was summer, yet the two couldn’t help but shudder, feeling a chilling cold.
This kind of situation had barely happened to them since they became cultivators.
Recalling the last time they felt cold was in Liucheng.
Chen An’s thoughts raced, and he walked forward silently, side by side with the girl.
Beyond the hall, a dark opening appeared before their eyes.
The opening didn’t look big, and there were no other things obscuring it. It stood bare and solitary, enduring the erosion of time.
From the outside, only darkness could be seen.
Other than the chilling aura emanating from the opening, there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary.
Chen An stopped and looked at the silent girl beside him.
Her blue skirt swayed in the wind, and her dark hair was blown by the wind, lightly brushing Chen An’s face.
It was a little ticklish.
Chen An reached out to brush it away and earnestly admonished, “Each time you enter the Nether Prison, you will be teleported to a random area in the first three levels, and you can only enter alone. I…”
Mu Sanniang, perhaps understanding his meaning, shook her head and interrupted him.
“Brother, you don’t need to worry about me. I can take care of myself.”
The young man was stunned and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But Mu Sanniang had already looked up, her gaze firm.
She said, “If I have to rely on my brother to take care of me at every step, how can I truly progress even if I go to the Nether Prison?”
As Mu Sanniang spoke, she reached out and held her brother’s palm.
Her expression was very serious, “Let me go by myself, just like two years ago when I descended the mountain alone, okay?”
The girl’s words plunged Chen An into silence.
He stood in place, unable to speak for a long time.
Mu Sanniang did not urge him but simply stood with him, their palms clasped, fingers intertwined.
Just like back then.
After a long while, Chen An finally lowered his head and said softly, “Then sister, you must be careful.”
Mu Sanniang hummed in acknowledgment.
Chen An added, “Sister, you must also agree to one request of mine.”
Mu Sanniang looked up.
The young man scratched his head, seeming a bit hesitant, but finally spoke.
“Although it sounds a bit like tempting fate, it will take at most three days, or half a month, for my sister to come out once.”
“I will wait by the cave entrance every evening to wait for you, okay?”
Hearing this, Mu Sanniang’s long eyelashes trembled.
She nodded heavily.
“Brother doesn’t need to come every day. Let’s set it to once every seven days…”
This time, before Mu Sanniang finished speaking, she was interrupted by a slightly hoarse male voice.
“A useless person at Qi Cultivation Level 4 dares to talk about staying in the Nether Prison for seven days? How ridiculous.”
Chen An frowned at the words, looked up, and followed his sister’s gaze.
They saw a man in tattered clothes, covered in dust, who had appeared by the cave entrance at some point.
He did not hold a sword in his hand, and the uniform symbolizing a Shang Xuan Peak disciple was also ragged, barely recognizable.
The man had spoken casually, but now seeing them look over, he also raised his eyes to meet their gaze.
Then, upon noticing Mu Sanniang’s face, the man seemed startled, and his tone inexplicably softened.
“Cough, cough, I suppose you are a junior sister who has just joined our Inner Sect. Coming to experience the Nether Prison is not a bad method of cultivation.”
As he spoke, his previously hunched body straightened up considerably.
“But even the lowest-level fierce beasts in the Nether Prison are not something you, at Qi Cultivation Level 4, can handle, let alone the constant leakage of yin energy that erodes one’s mind at all times.”
“If you can’t hold on, remember to activate your life tablet in time to preserve your life.”
The man kindly reminded them, but the girl paid him no heed.
She didn’t even bother to look at him, merely turned her head to look back at the young man beside her.
Such an attitude inevitably stirred up anger in the man, making him somewhat displeased.
However, he didn’t say anything further, only snorted coldly and turned to leave, limping with each step.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 296: Shang Xuan Peak
“Which peak?”
Facing this question, Mu Sanniang’s answer was without hesitation.
“Wherever my brother is, that’s where I’ll go.”
Chen An smiled; this was indeed the answer he had anticipated.
However, he still explained the pros and cons of the six peaks one by one.
Mu Sanniang listened quietly, her answer remaining the same.
Chen An stopped rambling.
Then, at the girl’s insistent request, Chen An took her directly to the Nether Prison.
The Nether Prison was located on Shang Xuan Peak, one of the six peaks.
Shang Xuan Peak focused on killing, its disciples’ combat power consistently strong, and the entire peak exuded a solemn and dignified atmosphere.
Along the way, the few Shang Xuan Peak disciples they occasionally encountered mostly had stern faces and moved about hurriedly.
No one interfered, running up to ask them why they were going to Shang Xuan Peak.
Chen An couldn’t help but think that his initial idea of not letting Sanniang come to Shang Xuan Peak was indeed correct.
They followed a small path within the peak, going deeper and deeper.
After walking for about half an hour, they finally saw a hall standing on a flat area.
The hall’s decor was not ornate, but very simple, only that the surroundings were empty and lacked any sense of life.
This was because the Nether Prison was a very special existence within the Tai Xuan Sect.
It was located at the intersection of underground Nine Yin Qi, bone-chillingly cold year-round, with biting cold air.
Unless absolutely necessary, ordinary disciples would not choose to come here to suffer unnecessarily.
Unless it was someone with strict self-requirements and a desperate desire to become stronger.
For instance, the girl beside Chen An now was an excellent example.
Although the Nether Prison had a harsh environment and was filled with fierce beasts, it was also the best place to temper one’s mind and improve one’s cultivation.
After all, constantly walking on the edge of a knife made it difficult not to progress rapidly.
However, even though that was the principle, when it came to oneself, how many people could persist in cultivating in the Nether Prison for a long time?
The vast majority, after hearing its reputation, would eagerly try it out.
But often, within half an hour, they would activate their life tablet and come out in disgrace.
And then never mention entering the Nether Prison again.
So when Chen An brought Mu Sanniang to find the supervising elder in the hall, the elder slightly raised his eyes and indifferently tossed a jade token to them.
As for any words of advice, he had long since lost the inclination.
In the end, one had to suffer a bit to learn a lesson.
“Infuse a strand of spiritual energy into the jade token to obtain a life tablet. After entering the Nether Prison with the life tablet, if you encounter a crisis, activate the teleportation array within the life tablet to return to the surface.”
He slowly finished explaining the precautions, then continued to lower his wrinkled eyelids.
His hair and eyebrows were already white, and as he sat on the chair, his entire being exuded a sense of decrepitude, as if he would leave this world at any moment.
Chen An and Mu Sanniang exchanged a glance without a word, bowed silently, and then exited the hall.
It was still early outside the hall, and it was summer, yet the two couldn’t help but shudder, feeling a chilling cold.
This kind of situation had barely happened to them since they became cultivators.
Recalling the last time they felt cold was in Liucheng.
Chen An’s thoughts raced, and he walked forward silently, side by side with the girl.
Beyond the hall, a dark opening appeared before their eyes.
The opening didn’t look big, and there were no other things obscuring it. It stood bare and solitary, enduring the erosion of time.
From the outside, only darkness could be seen.
Other than the chilling aura emanating from the opening, there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary.
Chen An stopped and looked at the silent girl beside him.
Her blue skirt swayed in the wind, and her dark hair was blown by the wind, lightly brushing Chen An’s face.
It was a little ticklish.
Chen An reached out to brush it away and earnestly admonished, “Each time you enter the Nether Prison, you will be teleported to a random area in the first three levels, and you can only enter alone. I…”
Mu Sanniang, perhaps understanding his meaning, shook her head and interrupted him.
“Brother, you don’t need to worry about me. I can take care of myself.”
The young man was stunned and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But Mu Sanniang had already looked up, her gaze firm.
She said, “If I have to rely on my brother to take care of me at every step, how can I truly progress even if I go to the Nether Prison?”
As Mu Sanniang spoke, she reached out and held her brother’s palm.
Her expression was very serious, “Let me go by myself, just like two years ago when I descended the mountain alone, okay?”
The girl’s words plunged Chen An into silence.
He stood in place, unable to speak for a long time.
Mu Sanniang did not urge him but simply stood with him, their palms clasped, fingers intertwined.
Just like back then.
After a long while, Chen An finally lowered his head and said softly, “Then sister, you must be careful.”
Mu Sanniang hummed in acknowledgment.
Chen An added, “Sister, you must also agree to one request of mine.”
Mu Sanniang looked up.
The young man scratched his head, seeming a bit hesitant, but finally spoke.
“Although it sounds a bit like tempting fate, it will take at most three days, or half a month, for my sister to come out once.”
“I will wait by the cave entrance every evening to wait for you, okay?”
Hearing this, Mu Sanniang’s long eyelashes trembled.
She nodded heavily.
“Brother doesn’t need to come every day. Let’s set it to once every seven days…”
This time, before Mu Sanniang finished speaking, she was interrupted by a slightly hoarse male voice.
“A useless person at Qi Cultivation Level 4 dares to talk about staying in the Nether Prison for seven days? How ridiculous.”
Chen An frowned at the words, looked up, and followed his sister’s gaze.
They saw a man in tattered clothes, covered in dust, who had appeared by the cave entrance at some point.
He did not hold a sword in his hand, and the uniform symbolizing a Shang Xuan Peak disciple was also ragged, barely recognizable.
The man had spoken casually, but now seeing them look over, he also raised his eyes to meet their gaze.
Then, upon noticing Mu Sanniang’s face, the man seemed startled, and his tone inexplicably softened.
“Cough, cough, I suppose you are a junior sister who has just joined our Inner Sect. Coming to experience the Nether Prison is not a bad method of cultivation.”
As he spoke, his previously hunched body straightened up considerably.
“But even the lowest-level fierce beasts in the Nether Prison are not something you, at Qi Cultivation Level 4, can handle, let alone the constant leakage of yin energy that erodes one’s mind at all times.”
“If you can’t hold on, remember to activate your life tablet in time to preserve your life.”
The man kindly reminded them, but the girl paid him no heed.
She didn’t even bother to look at him, merely turned her head to look back at the young man beside her.
Such an attitude inevitably stirred up anger in the man, making him somewhat displeased.
However, he didn’t say anything further, only snorted coldly and turned to leave, limping with each step.
(End of this chapter)
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