Chapter 295: The So-Called Deterrent Force

Although Grandmaster Dama did not believe Su Han would poison him.

He likewise did not think any poison could affect a grandmaster, yet Grandmaster Xiao Ma's sudden change in demeanor after finishing his meal was utterly bizarre.

It sent chills down his spine.

And on the other side.

After murmuring a sigh, Grandmaster Xiao Ma completely ignored Grandmaster Dama and resumed savoring the food.

His voice was calm, carrying a hint of complexity.

"Previously, I was puzzled why Grandmaster Su refused to ascend to the High Tower!"

"Now I understand—such a tranquil life, served by a maid with such extraordinary culinary skill! Grandmaster Su's life is truly worthy of awe and envy."

Earlier, Grandmaster Xiao Ma had been considering whether he should advise Su Han during the meal.

Whether he could persuade Su Han to join the state.

But now, that thought had vanished entirely.

Perhaps because he too envied Su Han's way of life, or perhaps because the food's flavor stirred memories of his own childhood happiness, making him unwilling to broach such matters now.

Although Su Han urged him several times midway, Grandmaster Dama, resolute in his will, refused to touch a single chopstick.

Su Han did not press the matter, for after all, it was Grandmaster Dama's own loss.

You dare underestimate my maid's culinary skill? Soon, Grandmaster Dama asked Su Han for details of the battle.

And Su Han naturally selected certain parts to recount—for instance, the limitations and restrictions of the Spirit Communication Art.

Su Han did describe part of the battle.

But he did not elaborate too much.

And both Grandmaster Dama and Grandmaster Xiao Ma fully understood—after all, a battle might reveal one's ultimate techniques or finishing moves.

These... ultimate techniques and finishing moves are vital to oneself, so naturally, one avoids disclosing them.

Yet as the conversation drew to a close, Su Han's expression flickered slightly, hesitated, then spoke softly.

"I have a question I wish to ask you—could you both answer me?"

"Please ask!"

After finishing his meal, Grandmaster Xiao Ma's earlier... sensation, like ice melting, vanished entirely; he once again became solemn.

"If Grandmasters from the Underground Realm have their cultivation base suppressed upon entering the real world, then if we enter the Underground Realm, will we also be suppressed?"

Grandmaster Dama chuckled wryly and explained seriously, "It depends on how you enter the other world."

Su Han raised an eyebrow; Grandmaster Dama did not conceal anything.

"Forcibly breaking through the boundary affects both sides equally—if you forcibly breach into the Underground Realm, you will certainly suffer grave injuries."

Grandmaster Dama paused slightly.

"But... upon this world, there exist passages into the Underground Realm capable of accommodating Grandmaster-level cultivators."

"There is only one such passage in all of China—located in the capital."

Grandmaster Dama pointed upward, his tone carrying a hint of profound meaning.

"Why does the capital harbor the most elite cultivators? Because these masters are stationed there to guard the passage through China's heartland that allows Grandmasters to pass through."

"Conversely... Underground Realm Grandmasters can also use that passage to enter our real world unharmed—this is why both sides have deployed heavy forces there... mutually restraining each other."

Su Han frowned, pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"What if I told you I now possess coordinates of the Underground Realm—could I use those coordinates to enter the Underground Realm unharmed?"

At these words, the entire room fell silent.

Calm and composed Grandmaster Xiao Ma instantly lifted his head, fixing Su Han with a piercing stare, emotions of shock and disbelief flashing across his face.

Grandmaster Dama felt his scalp prickle, nearly leaping to his feet.

Yet even though he did not rise, he now stared at Su Han's face in utter disbelief.

"... Is there a problem with that?"

Seeing the two grandmasters' expressions, Su Han realized the coordinates in his mind might be problematic.

"No problem—no, rather, this is good.

A tremendous good!"

Grandmaster Dama's face lit up with excitement; he slammed his palm onto the table with a loud thud.

His voice trembled.

"The coordinates of the Underground Realm cannot permit someone of your caliber to enter directly.

But you could carve your own tunnel, sending in grandmaster-level cultivators... or allowing younger disciples to slip silently into the heart of the Underground Realm.

After organizing his thoughts, Grandmaster Dama forcibly suppressed his inner excitement and fixed Su Han with a serious gaze, speaking slowly and deliberately.