Chapter 470 Underworld Ferry Ticket
"This wooden box actually contains residual demonic energy, but it is not the aura of an otherworldly celestial demon. Could it be a relic of the local demon clan?"
On Miaomiao Mountain, Chu Feng carefully examined the box before him, muttering to himself.
The Xuantian Continent once had a demon clan, and the demon clan had ruled this continent for countless eras.
But the rule of the demon clan was eventually overthrown by the cultivators of the hundred races, leading to the current situation where the hundred races vied for supremacy.
The totem carved on the box was one he had never seen before.
He had read all the books in the Miscellaneous Dao Academy, and he dared say that the phrase "well-read" applied to him.
Could this item not be from this era?
Impossible. How could a secular power like the Valley of Heartless Affection possess an item from the last era?
"Master, it was precisely because I discovered the residual demonic energy within the box that I chose this box."
Chu Caiyi said with a respectful expression.
After bringing her two children back to Wen Dao City to settle them down, she had come to see her master at the first opportunity, presenting the wooden box she had found in the Valley of Heartless Affection.
This was a box sealed by prohibitions, and even after tens of thousands of years, the carvings on it remained lifelike.
"I am quite curious about what is inside this box."
Chu Feng put down the box in his hand and looked at Chu Caiyi, saying, "You don't mind if I open it, do you?"
"Please proceed, Master."
Chu Caiyi did not think this was a significant matter.
Without her master, she would never have had the chance to see her children in this lifetime, let alone achieve her current status.
"Very well."
With a wave of his hand, Chu Feng easily broke the nirvana prohibition on the box.
He slowly opened the box and saw a sheepskin scroll inside.
Without hesitation, Chu Feng reached out and took the sheepskin scroll. The moment his hand touched it, a burst of demonic energy emanated from within.
Eh...
Light radiated from Chu Feng's hand, instantly suppressing the demonic energy.
He slowly unrolled the sheepskin scroll, which was suffused with wisps of demonic and eerie energy.
This amount of demonic energy was nothing to Chu Feng.
With a casual wave, the demonic and eerie energy dissipated, revealing the image of a ship on the scroll.
It was a lifelike ghost ship. The reason it was called a ghost ship was that although it was merely a drawing, there were ghosts moving within it. The demonic and eerie energy were emanating from these ghosts.
"So it's an Underworld Ferry Ticket."
As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivators present all looked confused, turning their curious gazes toward Chu Feng.
Great Sage Jinchi suddenly blurted out, "Is this a ticket for that never-stopping Underworld Treasure Ship?"
"That's right."
Chu Feng said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to have such knowledge."
Great Sage Jinchi chuckled, "Hehe, Brother, please don't praise me. This all comes from my bloodline inheritance.
It is said that as long as one holds the Underworld Ferry Ticket, they can board the Underworld Treasure Ship and obtain eternal life aboard it.
The only pity is that no one who has boarded that ship has ever stepped off it."
Chu Feng: "An imprisonment-style eternal life?"
Great Sage Jinchi shook his head, "I don't understand that."
Chu Feng put the Underworld Ferry Ticket away, placed it back in the box, and pushed it before Chu Caiyi.
"I have solved your curiosity. Keep this item safe. It might be of use someday."
Chu Caiyi shook her head, "Master, this is a gift from your disciple. I hope you will accept it."
"Fine."
Chu Feng did not refuse: "I happen to like these rare little trinkets. Have your children been settled properly?"
Chu Caiyi: "In reply, Master, I have already made arrangements for them."
"Bring them up the mountain to see me someday." Chu Feng said casually.
"Yes."
Chu Caiyi replied.
Chu Feng said: "You must be tired from your trip. Go and rest first."
"Disciples take their leave."
After the three women spoke in unison, they turned and left.
Chu Feng, however, opened the box again and carefully examined the ferry ticket.
"Brother, do you want to go see the Underworld Treasure Ship?"
Great Sage Jinchi asked subconsciously upon seeing this, almost saying "please take me with you."
Chu Feng nodded: "I am somewhat interested, but the time is not yet right. I must find a suitable opportunity."
"And when will the time be right?"
Great Sage Jinchi asked further.
Chu Feng said with a smile: "When the time comes, you will know. Just don't you get scared out of your wits by the things on the Underworld Treasure Ship."
Great Sage Jinchi paused, straightened his back, and said: "Brother, who do you look down on? As long as I'm with you, I'll dare to go anywhere."
"Hehe."
Chu Feng chuckled without further comment.
Just then, a familiar voice came from outside the door.
"Uncle Master Chu, this disciple, Xiao Bai, has come to pay respects."
"Enter."
Chu Feng looked toward the door and saw Elder Xiao Bai walk in with a smile, followed by a handsome young man who was looking around curiously.
Elder Xiao Bai seemed to notice the young man's small movements and quickly rebuked him: "I told you not to look around, why won't you listen?"
Hearing this, the young man quickly lowered his head.
Chu Feng's gaze fell upon the young man, and he asked: "Brother Bai, who is this?"
Elder Xiao Bai said: "In reply, Uncle Master Chu, his surname is Bing. He is a descendant of Elder Bing."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Chu Feng then remembered that he and Bing Yan had been rolling in the sheets for so many years without ever asking about her family.
It seemed he had brought all his bad habits from his past life. Fortunately, Elder Bing was not the little fairy from his past life, otherwise, he would have shouldered the reputation of a scoundrel.
Hearing this, Bing Yan slowly turned her gaze to the young man and said coldly: "Didn't I already say that I have no connection with the Extreme Cold Mountain Villa?"
Before her words had fully settled, the young man fell to his knees with a thud and stammered:
"What Grand Aunt says is correct. However, when Grand Aunt left the Extreme Cold Mountain Villa back then, she promised the Old Ancestor that as long as the Extreme Cold Mountain Villa was in peril, she would intervene three times."
Having lived two lives, Chu Feng knew from their conversation that Bing Yan's relationship with her clan was not good.
"Bring out the Ice Feather."
Bing Yan said coldly.
"Yes."
The young man quickly took out a feather emitting a cold aura from his storage ring and handed it over.
Bing Yan took the Ice Feather and casually cast a spell. Soon, a pattern appeared on the feather.
"It is indeed the Ice Feather I left behind back then. Speak, what do you want me to do?"
The young man said: "In reply, Grand Aunt, the Old Ancestor wishes for you to participate in the Jiazi Battle on behalf of the Extreme Cold Mountain Villa."
"Hmph!"
Bing Yan snorted coldly: "It seems the Extreme Cold Mountain Villa is not far from destruction, to think of asking an outsider like me to participate in the Jiazi Battle. Tell me, when is it?"
The young man quickly said: "In half a month."
"Agreed."
Bing Yan agreed without much thought, then said: "Get lost."
"Yes."
After the young man replied, he scrambled and crawled out of the courtyard, leaving Chu Feng and the others looking completely bewildered...
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