Chapter 107: 107 Nine‑Day Otherworld – 62K Subscription Request, Second Update Later

When Wang Wu looked up, what he saw was not a pitch‑black night sky.

Only countless eyes, a sky whirling at high speed, and ships that curved like waves, rotating along with the sky.

This was clearly beyond even Situ Jin's expectations. Upon seeing the scene, Wang Wu was already certain.

So he immediately issued a warning ahead, though he probably already knew it was too late.

He wasn't panicked, because he had the most solid backing, he possessed…

At that moment the world began to turn, stretched into twisted "lines" that spiraled in one direction, and at their center was the singularity Wang Wu had first seen upon entering the city.

"Don't go over!!"

When the words were shouted, everyone around turned their gaze to Wang Wu, eyes filled with doubt.

Mouth agape, he placed a hand on the shoulder of the person ahead, staying perfectly still.

Wang Wu remained in that dazed posture, unmoving, staring ahead.

Only after two or three seconds did Wang Wu withdraw his hand.

The night had vanished without a trace, replaced by a world glittering with golden light under the setting sun.

Ding—

"……%%￥*（）?"

First came a bell chime identical to before, followed by a series of crackling noises.

This made the now‑alert Wang Wu pause again, and when he looked to his side he saw the faces gathered around had completely changed, strangers he neither knew nor had ever seen.

They stared at him in surprise, and the person whose shoulder Wang Wu had touched also turned around, stunned to see him.

"&*&……?"

He looked at Wang Wu, his expression wary, and asked.

"Zi Yuan? Shu Niang? Er Niang? San Niang?"

Facing the completely unfamiliar faces around him, Wang Wu hurriedly used a dedicated communication device to contact the people inside the fortress.

After an upgrade, the old walkie‑talkie had been phased out; now they had a more advanced, convenient method that worked over far greater distances.

But the call wouldn't connect.

And a failed connection meant that Wang Wu and Zi Yuan and the others were more than ten thousand kilometers apart.

Because the spherical fortress's built‑in communication system maxes out at five thousand kilometers, the cost for a module that reaches ten thousand kilometers is minimal—only three hundred yuan.

So Wang Wu thought about it and added.

But now, even ten thousand kilometers couldn't be reached, which spoke for itself.

He feared he had been transported by that singularity to an unknown place.

Just as he first entered the Heaven-penetrating City and the strange world unfolded before his eyes, he had still been chatting with the girls inside the spherical fortress.

Back then the communication had also briefly cut out, but Wang Wu paid it no mind, since he was listening to the other side.

Later Zi Yuan asked if he hadn't heard, and Wang Wu thought he had just zoned out, so he didn't pay attention.

But now it seemed the communication truly had a brief interruption.

Wang stepped back a few steps, and Wang Wu lifted his gaze to the sky above.

There, the nine suns hung in the air, bathing the world below in golden hue, everything bathed in the sunset's golden light. Compared with his home, it seemed so peaceful and serene.

"（*&）%%??"

At that moment, since Wang Wu gave no response, the expressions on their faces grew increasingly wary.

They also stepped back, hands resting on the hilts at their waists.

But Wang Wu only gave them a glance, then retreated again until he was completely out of the crowd.

It seemed to be a merchant convoy transporting goods, with several wagons, a few horse‑riding escorts, and a group of foot soldiers.

In total twenty‑four people.

The spherical fortress's built‑in communication system was offline, but Wang Wu wasn't in a hurry; he still had other means.

He fished a cellphone out of his clothes, dialed a number, and called.

He had also installed a landline inside the spherical fortress, just in case…

Actually it was a landline given when swapping SIM cards, allowing him to dial his own number to reach the landline.

Wang Wu didn't think his phone would lose its effect; after all, the device could call directly from this universe to another, and a phone isn't a walkie‑talkie, so its range was certainly vast.

Sure enough, after about a dozen seconds the call was answered.

Immediately, Zi Yuan's slightly urgent voice came through:

"Wu Lang, Wu Lang!??? Where did you disappear to??? We're not above you, and we haven't seen anyone else. And that intercom—can't get through either!!"

"It's fine, it's fine," Wang Wu soothed. "I was transported to an unknown place and got separated from the others. But don't panic; I have a way back. Keep an eye on Shu Niang, San Niang, and Er Niang, and make sure they don't impulsively go looking for me."

"I understand," Zi Yuan said on the other end. "I just went out looking for you, but didn't see anyone. Luckily you called, that really scared me…"

"Um…" Wang Wu was silent for a while.

He had originally thought Zi Yuan would be the most calm and steady among the girls—first it was Er Niang, then San Niang, and later Zi Yuan.

But none of them were.

Still, there's nothing wrong with her going out; Zi Yuan can indeed move freely in this region, so she truly is calm.

"Thank you, Yuan'er. But don't go out for now," Wang Wu said. "I'll return after I find the others. I have an all‑terrain motorcycle; I can set the auto‑navigation and come back."

"Mm." Zi Yuan nodded on the other side.

Zi Yuan wasn't worried, because they'd already witnessed how impressive the all‑terrain motorcycle was.

"Food and drink are sufficient inside, right?" Wang Wu asked again, though he already knew they were more than enough.

The fortress's provisions would last them at least a year, and water could be drawn without limit.

"I don't know how long it'll take to find them; if it truly fails, I may have to come back on my own," Wang Wu said to the phone.

"At the latest before next year, I'll set out to return."

"Fine."

"Oh right, tell Shu Niang and the others that if they're feeling lonely, they can patch together my clothes; I recall I still have a few garments that haven't been washed."

Having said that, Wang Wu hung up the phone.

On the other end of the line, Zi Yuan's face also flushed upon hearing Wang Wu's words.

Because she had also used Wang Wu's clothes, though Wang Wu didn't know.

Less than ten seconds after hanging up, Wang Wu's phone rang again, this time a call from the fortress.

"Wu Lang, does the place you're currently in have any distinguishing features?" Zi Yuan's voice sounded again.

"Features?"

Ignoring the group ahead that had already begun shouting, Wang Wu stepped back a great distance, instantly retreating several hundred meters away.

His sudden move startled the caravan considerably, and they immediately began gesturing wildly toward him, as if to apologize to Wang Wu.

Wang Wu merely glanced that way, then lifted his head to look at the sky above.

"Nine suns hanging in the sky, the world looks normal, the sun is about to set, now it's …"

He glanced at the time on his phone, "I don't know if the time is accurate, but it shows 5:30 PM now."

"The sundial in the cave dwelling… um, the clock shows the same… um, is this five?"

From afar, Zhu San Niang's voice came: "Yes, it's now five thirty."

"So, Zi Yuan, do you know where this is?" Wang Wu asked.

"I don't know either …" Zi Yuan's tone on the other end carried a hint of disappointment; Wang Wu heard it and gently comforted, "It's fine, not knowing is fine. I'll hang up now; you all rest early tonight, and I'll set out early to look for others."

"Mm."

After hanging up again, the caravan had already gone far. Wang Wu had no intention of seeking them, as the language barrier was total; the problem he needed to solve now was the language issue.

"Cough …"

At the moment he hung up, Wang Wu looked up at the sky again.

But there was nothing there, only nine blazing golden suns. Yet he was certain that when he hung up, he heard a sound.

It sounded like a dying creature's heavy gasp.

He kept staring at the sky for a long, long time, seeing nothing and hearing nothing.

Only the wind, and occasional whispered murmurs from the distant caravan as its members occasionally turned their heads toward this side.

About twenty minutes later, the caravan had completely disappeared, and Wang Wu, still having sensed nothing, gave up staying.

He decided to keep walking while continuing to devise a plan and observe his surroundings; perhaps the answer would emerge as he walked.

Ten more minutes passed, and he arrived at the outskirts of a village, one whose style was completely different from that of Great Zhou.

There were no thick timber walls, no massive water towers or pipes, and no well‑equipped patrol militia that could even don iron armor.

Only low cottages and golden wheat fields; everything looked so ordinary, like the period dramas his hometown had shown.

People work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

However, at the village entrance there was an inn, and outside the inn, just like the one in Horse King Village where Wang Wu had stayed before, a few tables were set up with a group of people drinking.

When he saw one of those people, Wang Wu was startled.

But before he could speak, the other side called out to him first:

"Daoist brother Wang!"

A familiar voice came from that side, and its owner was a acquaintance of Wang Wu: Yao Qing of the Green Duckweed Sect.

Still possessing that icy temperament, sharp and sword‑like. Yet upon seeing Wang Wu, though the voice remained cold, a hint of joy could be heard within it:

"Brother Wang!!!"

Beside her, an exceptionally handsome young man also greeted Wang Wu.

But Wang Wu didn't recognize him.

Not only him; there were three people beside Yao Qing, two men and a woman, and Wang Wu recognized none of them.

He couldn't even understand the words spoken by that man, but he could understand Yao Qing's.

"&……!!!"

Nevertheless, despite not understanding, Wang Wu could feel hostility in the other's gaze toward him, the same as that of Yao Qing's junior disciple…

He looked up at the sky; nine suns had set five, leaving four still in the heavens.

For some reason, Wang Wu suddenly recalled a legend from his hometown: the story of Hou Yi shooting the suns.

But in that tale, there were ten suns in the sky, and nine were shot down by the descendant.

The village was about four kilometers from where Wang Wu had appeared, and he spent half an hour reaching it. He wasn't moving quickly, as his mind was occupied.

At this moment Wang Wu was full of doubt, yet he still walked toward that side.

"Daoist comrade, where did you go before?"

After sitting at the table, the inn's waiter placed a wine bowl before Wang Wu and filled it to the brim.

Looking at the cloudy liquor inside, Wang Wu didn't touch it.

The productivity of this world was clearly inferior to that of Great Zhou; the craftsmanship of this wine was rough, far worse than the wine Wang Wu had drunk at the inn in Horse King Village.

And the inn itself was equally simple: a two‑story building, visible from the doorway, with a wooden frame and rammed‑earth walls that could likely be toppled with a push.

"Don't you remember what happened earlier?"

Wang Wu looked at Yao Qing and asked.

And when he uttered those words, everyone's expression at the table changed instantly.

The young man seated beside Yao Qing, upon hearing Wang Wu's voice, instantly rose and drew a long sword from his waist; a aura Wang Wu had never felt before burst from his body, enveloping his silhouette.

Immediately thereafter, he thrust the sword forward.

But before Wang Wu could dodge, Yao Qing already acted. A flash of cold light streaked by, and a metallic clang rang out, and the man's long sword snapped in response.

Not only him, but also…

"Senior sister!!!"

The man stared in disbelief at the broken long sword in his hand, then turned his gaze toward Yao Qing:

"Senior sister, you…!"

"He's already lost his mind! Senior sister!!!"

"You still want to protect him!???"

Wang Wu didn't understand what the man was saying, but that didn't stop him from silently speculating… no, inferring from the man's body language.

"He saved me." Yao Qing stared at Wang Wu, a flash of sorrow passing through her eyes, then she looked at her junior brother, "If it hadn't been him that time, I might never have seen you again, junior brother."

"But now he's already lost his mind; why do you keep protecting him!?? Senior sister!???" Yao Qing's junior brother said emotionally, "Senior sister, this is no time for gratitude or not!!!"

"If we don't kill him now, we will all die!! We'll all become like him!!!"

"I know." Yao Qing cut off the junior brother who was about to continue, and nodded.

"I will deal with him personally."

After speaking, Yao Qing came to Wang Wu's side, looked at him and said, "Come with me."

Wang Wu glanced at the three people at the table, then at Yao Qing before him, didn't hesitate much, and walked toward Yao Qing.

After Yao Qing and Wang Wu departed, the one who wasn't the junior brother of Yao Qing's junior brother had his gaze turn extremely venomous at that moment.

"Never mind, Brother Duan, he's already lost his mind." The male companion of the man surnamed Duan noticed his gaze and offered comfort.

"Moreover, he himself has no such feelings toward your senior sister, and your senior sister feels nothing for him either; there's no need to be so nervous."

"Yes, yes." The female companion echoed, "Besides, he's already about to die."

"We'll follow." Facing his friends' consolation, the man surnamed Duan said after a moment of silence.

At this time, less than three minutes had passed since the era when there were still four suns in the sky, yet another sun had already slipped away silently.

Now, in the heavens above, only three suns remained.

And the sky dimmed over those brief three minutes.

Yao Qing's strength seemed unaffected, and judging by the intensity of the aura emitted by her several 'companions', they were all roughly at the True Realm level.

However, what piqued Wang Wu's curiosity was that these people—whether the young man or his other two companions—seemed to employ no identical power system.

"You can understand what I'm saying, right?"

Following behind Yao Qing, Wang Wu asked.

"I can understand."

"What about them?"

"I don't know; perhaps they can understand, perhaps not."

"That man is actually not your junior brother; your junior brother is someone else." After chatting with Yao Qing for a couple of lines, Wang Wu added

"I knew you would say that."

The Yao Qing ahead paused, turned around, and asked, "Do you still intend to say that we are not from here, that we actually come from another world?"

Having said that, she quietly stared at Wang Wu, saying nothing further.

"Ah…"

Seeing her like that, Wang Wu understood.

"Forget it." He shook his head and sighed, "There's nothing I can do; you are probably beyond saving."

Wang Wu's reply made Yao Qing pause in surprise, then she shook her head and let out a light sigh.

"Let's stop here."

As the words fell, Yao Qing's gaze hardened, an incredibly sharp aura surged from her, like a series of sharp swords thrust at Wang Wu, making his face sting.

Geng Metal Qi surged within Wang Wu's body; like Yao Qing, a massive aura erupted from him, instantly repelling Yao Qing's true qi and continuously pressing toward her.

But soon, after a brief suppression, Yao Qing's aura surged again, forcefully pushing Wang Wu's Geng Metal Qi back.

For a moment, neither had the upper hand.

Yao Qing's attack power was extremely high, even slightly surpassing Wang Wu's normal attack, and her speed was also outstanding; though not reaching Wang Wu's ultimate normal speed, it was not far off.

Her only shortcoming compared to Wang Wu might be defense, where she lagged considerably.

But the problem is, Wang Wu's human-form strength here is only at an early True Realm level, though all his stats are very high—a typical demonic cultivator with super-high values plus a polygonal warrior.

Meanwhile, Yao Qing is in the mid-to-late True Realm, not far from the late stage… no, the Great Perfection.

But she is not a polygon; she does have a shortcoming.

For Wang Wu, Yao Qing is the kind of "formidable opponent" his master spoke of.

"Clang—!!"

A crisp clashing sound rang out; even with true qi reinforcement, Wang Wu's waist-mounted precious sword was still a mere mortal weapon, naturally no match for Yao Qing's Sword Palace famed sword.

"I'll give you a satisfying one, Daoist friend."

The precious sword was broken, and Yao Qing would not miss the chance. At that moment, she seemed to become an entire sharp long sword, its cold light flashing, pure and chilling.

But the next instant, her pupils dilated sharply.

Because Wang Wu's palm was already thrust toward her face.

"Senior sister!!!!"

At that moment, a startled shout rang in the ears, distracting Yao Qing, whose peripheral glance turned to the side.

The high temperature baked the surrounding air into distortion, and a wave of heat assaulted the nose.

The next moment, her face showed astonishment, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen, and she was instantly knocked to one side.

That was Wang Wu's other hand, while his main hand was now firmly pressing against the air a little to the side of where her head had been.

Golden light exploded, heat waves rolled, time briefly slowed, then instantly resumed normal speed.

"Get out of the way!!"

At that moment, Wang Wu's voice reached Yao Qing's ear. Immediately after, the Heaven‑Demon Heat Wave Palm struck the air a little to the side of where Yao Qing had just been.

There, a human face suddenly appeared, and Wang Wu's Heat Wave Palm slammed onto it.

In an instant, the face was engulfed by golden light, then began to burn.

It let out a sharp screech and vanished from the air in an instant.

"Damn it, what the hell is this place?"

Wang Wu watched the thing disappear into the air, and his mind grew uncertain.

He had thought this was an alien planet; he and his teammates had been brought here by the strange bell sound from Tongtian.

But now he saw a "special creature" that only appears in Great Zhou—the demon.

Why would a demon appear here?

If it were just a demon, that would be easy to explain. But the problem now is that the face is extremely familiar to him.

It is one of the two real persons that the Ximen family had captured, the ones Ximen Pei seized.

Wang Wu remembered correctly; this face belongs to the female real person of the Ximen family, the one who decapitated Ximen Pei.

"Wait…"

Wang Wu suddenly recalled Si Tu Jin; that woman was clearly very familiar with the terrain of Si Hun Shan and with Tongtian City.

Si Hun Shan is a forbidden area of South Province; ordinary people who enter, whether in true realm or broken delusion, without thorough preparation are almost certain to die.

And yet she knows the mountain and Tongtian City so well; if one had to guess the reason, it would be simple:

Someone was scouting.

And the identities of those scouts…

The Ximen family's real person's face resurfaced, and Wang Wu already had an answer in his mind.

"Senior sister!!!"

From afar came the shout of the man surnamed Duan; he shouted toward this side:

"Senior sister!! Forget him!! Let's hurry back to the village, the sun has completely set!!!"

"Hurry back!!"

"If we wait for the moon to rise, there will be no chance!!!"

"Senior sister!!"

The rescued Yao Qing looked at Wang Wu; the coldness on her face vanished, replaced by a very complex emotion.

"Go with them," Wang Wu said, looking at her. "I'll find a way to make you remember."

"If it really doesn't work, I'll kill you so you won't be tormented here."

She gave Wang Wu a deep look, said nothing, then leapt toward the junior brother in the distance.

The night quickly fell; the last four suns set rapidly, and before long darkness had fully arrived.

When all the suns have set, the sky experiences a very brief 'pitch black' lasting about five minutes.

After that, light will return.

The night in this world is pitch black, yet dazzlingly bright.

Because beyond the Nine Heavens, ten suns hang in the sky.

(End of chapter)