bestfiction Chapter 212 Past Events
Chapter 212 Past Events
Xuan Kun didn't know what had happened to the Monster Hunting Great Wall, but he saw that without the gate at the bottom of the city, one cultivator after another flew to a high place, crossed the high wall and entered the city.
The monks who went out of the city to hunt monsters also went down from the city into the monsters' territory.
Seeing this scene, Xuan Kun thought to himself, "Entering and exiting the Great Wall is like this now. I imagine that the war must have been very brutal."
"I'll go into the city and ask around. I just don't know if the Bingxue Lingting shop is still there, and if Yuan Qinghui is still there. Now that I've broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, I don't need the materials anymore, but I still have to go and take a look."
After thinking about it, he disguised his cultivation level, suppressed his realm to the early stage of Jindan, and then shot towards the Monster Hunting Wall.
Xuan Kun flew to the top of the Monster Hunting Wall and immediately saw that the houses in the city had changed and were no longer the same as when he left twelve years ago.
Obviously, the casualties caused by this battle were enormous. The Monster Hunting Wall was breached, and the buildings in the city naturally could not escape the fate of being destroyed.
After determining the direction, Xuan Kun shot towards the shop of Bingxue Lingting.
This area is also newly built, and it is obvious that the battlefield has also affected this store.
Xuan Kun held the token given to him by Xueyan and entered the familiar reception room under the guidance of the reception staff.
Sitting on the chair, not long after, a beautiful woman in a light blue dress appeared. The woman spoke coldly as soon as she entered the room.
"So it's you guys! You haven't come to pick up the materials you ordered for over ten years. I thought you died in the turmoil back then."
When Xuan Kun saw this person and heard these cold words, he laughed.
"Haha, Fairy Qinghui, what a joke! I haven't seen you for over ten years. I returned to the Monster Hunting Great Wall, but I noticed some changes in the city. I thought you had also returned to the Ice and Snow Spirit Court."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qinghui walked forward and sat opposite Xuan Kun, with her usual cold expression and tone, and spoke in a cold voice.
"Humph, I naturally don't want to come to this damn place, but this is a mission from my master, so I have to stay here. Otherwise, do you think I'm waiting for you? And this thing of yours, I've kept it for you for so long, but I have to charge a storage fee!"
As she spoke, a storage bag flew out from her body and landed on the table. Apparently, this contained the breakthrough materials that Xuan Kun had ordered twelve years ago.
Upon seeing this, Xuan Kun gave a bitter smile, retracted the hidden magic on his body, released all his cultivation, and said with a bitter smile.
"I think I won't need it anymore. I've already entered the Nascent Soul stage."
Yuan Qinghui immediately sensed the aura of the early Nascent Soul stage cultivation. She was stunned and hesitated.
"Hmm! You've already made a breakthrough. Could it be that you've spent the past twelve years searching for a place to achieve a breakthrough through seclusion?"
He asked with a hint of anger.
"So, do you want this material to tease me, or to avenge me for testing you last time by relying on my higher cultivation level?"
The cultivation of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was released again, extremely powerful. The reception room was suddenly freezing cold, and a little frost spread around Yuan Qinghui's body.
"Don't think that just because you've recovered to the early Nascent Soul stage, you can be my opponent. The gap between the early and middle stages of the Nascent Soul is huge."
Her words were very cold. Obviously, if Xuan Kun dared to say that he was just teasing her, there would definitely be a fight between the two of them today.
Xuan Kun smiled bitterly when he saw this. He had never tricked her in the first place. Everything was just a coincidence. He couldn't say that he had visited the demon tribe!
He also relied on his relationship with your Ice and Snow Spirit Court to obtain benefits from the demon clan, and only then was he able to recover his Nascent Soul cultivation.
Xuan Kun smiled bitterly and said, "Fairy Qinghui, calm down. This is just a coincidence. The material thing is true. After all, I was indeed at the peak of the Jindan stage at that time! You can see that. Now it's just a coincidence that I have just recovered my Nascent Soul cultivation. It took twelve years. I came back this time to find you and explain this matter, right?"
Yuan Qinghui stared at Xuan Kun with a pair of slightly angry eyes. After looking at him carefully, she snorted coldly.
"Hmph, I bet you wouldn't dare lie to me, otherwise it wouldn't be this simple. Now, tell me what you want from me this time. I don't believe you're looking for me for materials."
After he finished speaking, the aura of his cultivation faded away, but the frost in the reception hall had not dissipated at all, and a sense of coldness emanated from them.
Xuan Kun smiled awkwardly, thinking, "As expected, I'd better not tell her about the demon clan. Otherwise, I don't know how she'll control me. I'm afraid the spirit stones in my pocket will be much less. I'd better talk to Xueyan later."
He also said, "Fairy Qinghui, you are so smart! But you really misunderstood me. I came here to apologize. This spiritual material is indeed my fault."
Yuan Qinghui just said "oh" when she heard that, a little surprised.
"Oh! Are you really alright? This spiritual material isn't a big deal, just a small matter. Let me ask again, are you really alright?"
Seeing this, Xuan Kun chuckled and said, "It's indeed a small matter. What exactly happened twelve years ago? This city and the Monster Hunting Wall have changed a lot!"
After hearing this, Yuan Qinghui remained silent and spoke in her usual cold tone.
"You still say it's okay, but I know you're not that naive."
She pondered again, "This isn't really a secret. After all, everyone who survived or witnessed the battlefield knows about it."
"Twelve years ago, the demon tribe suddenly launched a massive attack on the Demon Hunting Great Wall. The leader was a demon king, a demon king. Did you know?"
As she spoke, she looked at Xuan Kun, as if to say, "You definitely don't know." Xuan Kun was about to blurt out, "The demon race's incarnation! Who doesn't know?"
Just as the words came to his lips, he chuckled and shook his head, "I don't know. Please explain, fairy."
Yuan Qinghui curled the corners of her mouth, and a faint smile appeared on her cold and expressionless face.
He explained, "The demon king of the demon race is equivalent to a divine cultivator of our human race."
Xuan Kun cooperated by showing an expression of shock. Yuan Qinghui was very satisfied with this and the corners of her mouth curled up even higher.
He continued, "That demon king led countless demon tribes to attack the Demon Hunting Great Wall. Naturally, the Divine Transformation cultivator stationed inside the Great Wall could only lead the righteous cultivators to fight against them."
"This battle lasted for three days and three nights. Countless cultivators were killed or wounded on both sides. It was more terrifying than a tidal wave of demonic beasts. For some reason, the Righteous Alliance's teleportation formation was unusable, and no reinforcements arrived."
"The battlefield was changing rapidly. Who knew the demon race had hidden a second powerful demon king, who also joined the battle? The two demon kings joined forces and injured the human's divine cultivator, who simply abandoned the city and left."
"Without the restraint of the Divine Transformation cultivators, the demon race broke through the Demon Hunting Great Wall that had stood here for countless years."
"Once the Great Wall was breached, the buildings in the city were destroyed, countless people were killed and injured, and almost no cultivators above the Jindan stage survived. Only a few cultivators survived."