Chapter 264

The head of the Wen family, named Wen Juanhai, was a person who looked quite scholarly.

Usually, someone who looks like this is either doing business in the bunker or hanging out in the Tower of Desire.

However, Wen Juanhai was the second person in the Wen family to climb the Slaughter Tower. He also had a seat in the top fifty of the Slaughter Tower Heavenly Ladder Ranking.

Compared to others, the Wen family head Wen Juanhai knew relatively more.

Whether Wen Zhaohua's plan, or what he sought, could actually get the support of the Wen family members, actually depended on Wen Juanhai.

If he, the head of the family, didn't support it, the Wen family might be in a different situation.

Now, except for the two brothers Hua and Shu, the entire Wen family could be said to have been slaughtered, but Wen Juanhai didn't think his direction was wrong.

He firmly believed that one day, even if he reached the nether hell, he would hear of Zhaohua's deeds.

But even he hadn't expected that before Zhaohua's deeds had been heard, the first thing he heard was the deeds of the fool Xishu.

Wen Tingyun came to Wen Juanhai's side and recounted part of what he had experienced today.

"Are you sure it's not the Zhaohua Divine Sect... but the Xishu Divine Sect?" Wen Juanhai was still surprised.

Wen Tingyun said:

"Uncle, the prejudice in people's hearts shouldn't be so deep."

Wen Juanhai nodded:

"Among the younger generation, you are the one who likes Little Shu the least... If even you are speaking up for Little Shu, it seems Little Shu has really made something of himself."

Wen Tingyun said:

"Don't be surprised yet, there is something even more surprising, even a bit horrifying."

"Little Shu might have come to the Underworld in the form of a living person."

Wen Juanhai subconsciously wanted to touch Wen Tingyun's forehead, wondering if this child's brain was burned out.

But the dead don't have fevers.

Subsequently, Wen Tingyun recounted his guess.

After these words, Wen Juanhai's expression changed repeatedly.

Death makes some memories disappear; Wen Juanhai didn't remember the scene of his own death.

But he remembered some things he had said to Wen Zhaohua.

That was an absurd conversation; now it seemed that if he wasn't crazy, then Zhaohua was crazy.

But when such a crazy conversation came out of Zhaohua's mouth, he still believed it.

Because... the interests involved were too important, and the future associated was also too important.

"Dad, what we are going to do... is to slaughter our compatriots in the Slaughter Tower; this is part of the plan."

"The Wen family members are very likely to become sinners."

Wen Zhaohua looked at Wen Juanhai calmly at the time.

It could be said that the Wen family's status was raised by Wen Zhaohua alone; now, Wen Zhaohua's plan seemed to be dragging the Wen family into hell again.

"You haven't yet glimpsed the highest level of the Mysterious Tower, let alone compared to Principal Albert; even Xun Hui and Wen Renjing... they are above you, child."

"Having never reached the ultimate, having never seen the battlefield at the top, you dare to bet everything on this?"

Wen Juanhai remembered asking this, and also remembered Wen Zhaohua saying:

"The Mysterious Tower is very special; it's not that if the level is low, you definitely can't get valuable things..."

"And opportunities are really rare; I must make a decision. If there is no such thing, humanity has no hope."

Wen Juanhai was unwilling:

"Is there no other way?"

Wen Zhaohua was silent for a long, long time; he finally said:

"Yes. It's just that it will be very long, it's just that I will die. It's just that I have to hand all this over to those who come after."

Wen Juanhai didn't speak, and Wen Zhaohua said again:

"Dad, I don't trust those who come after. Before the Mysterious Tower appeared, the Great Devouring of the Slaughter Tower could rely on the principal, but after the Mysterious Tower appeared, even the principal, facing the Great Devouring, could hardly say he had a chance of winning."

"Furthermore, on the Three Towers battlefield, there are still some existences that transcend teachers."

"We... can only fight, bet, even if we fall into hell, fall into the abyss, this opportunity must absolutely not be lost!"

Wen Juanhai said:

"If it succeeds, to what extent can you do it?"

Wen Zhaohua said:

"I can make humanity's future no longer desperate, I can make the rules of the Three Towers no longer bind me... or Little Shu. No, even more than just the Three Towers; the more it is used, the stronger its ability. This is an opportunity that transcends gods."

"In fact, I have already briefly experienced this."

"Next, I will do extremely crazy things in the Tower of Desire to ensure that the relevant causality is directly extinguished by me in the Tower of Desire."

"And in the Slaughter Tower... it requires the Wen family to commit a crime comparable to treason."

When Wen Juanhai heard treason, he knew how bad this matter had to be.

"Is it worth it?"

"It's worth it!"

"Even if you are left without family? Even if the lives of your parents and brothers are gone, you still want to do it?"

Wen Zhaohua was still a bit hesitant when facing this sentence, and finally just said softly:

"I have to go."

Wen Juanhai sighed:

"Since that's the case, then do it. If you can really do that, humanity will also have a better future, right?"

"Yes!"

"Then do it! The sin is in the present, the benefit is for a thousand years! Let our Wen family bear this kind of sin!"

In fact, Wen Juanhai also didn't know where the so-called god was divine.

The Wen family was soon slaughtered; after all, no matter how powerful this family was, they had no chance of winning if they wanted to slaughter the heroes of the Heavenly Ladder Ranking in the Slaughter Tower.

But before that, Wen Juanhai did indeed hear one thing...

Zhaohua committed astonishing slaughter in the Tower of Desire, where killing is not allowed.

"Uncle?" Wen Tingyun waved his hand, interrupting Wen Juanhai's memories.

The surprise on Wen Juanhai's face gradually dissipated:

"Did Little Shu come to the Underworld alive?"

After this recollection, he actually didn't doubt this absurd fact much.

Break the rules, break through the constraints.

In the end, what Zhaohua wanted to do back then was these eight words. Now, it seems Little Shu has done it.

He suddenly smiled:

"Really good... really good!"

Wen Tingyun said:

"Do you... believe my analysis?"

Wen Juanhai said:

"Naturally I believe it. What the Hua and Shu brothers can do is naturally hard for ordinary people to imagine; no matter how absurd, I believe it."

Wen Tingyun said again:

"Then do we need to do anything? Little Shu came to the Underworld... it doesn't look like he's coming for our Wen family."

Wen Juanhai said:

"In the realm of the netherworld, what does our Wen family count for? We can't do anything. Don't do it."

"We just shouldn't hold him back. But you should bring some merit tomorrow and give it to him."

"By the way, he didn't expose himself, didn't acknowledge you?"

Wen Tingyun nodded:

"Yes, Little Shu didn't acknowledge me."

Wen Juanhai said:

"Then don't acknowledge him either; just treat it as sponsoring a friend. And be smart about handling things, don't be targeted by others, don't bring trouble to Little Shu. Also, I'm the only one who knows about this; don't reveal it to other Wen family members."

"Although everyone has let go, why only the two brothers could survive in the end, they will definitely be happy for the achievements they have made, but..."

"A living person coming to the land of the dead is definitely a taboo. If the law enforcers find out, it might bring trouble to people."

Wen Tingyun responded:

"Don't worry."

The conversation between the two was over.

Wen Juanhai actually thought about contacting Wen Xishu; if necessary... the Wen family wouldn't mind dying one more time for these two brothers.

But in the end, he stopped himself.

Death is the greatest parting; the Wen family has already made its contribution.

Next, it's time to trust those two brothers. You have to keep your spirit to listen to the stories of the future, right? Otherwise, how stifling would that be?

In the city center building of the land of the dead.

Wen Xishu had been waiting here for two days. He was so unconfident that he wondered if the dream-visitation had failed.

But the female horse-headed person clearly indicated that the other party had agreed very cautiously and seriously in the dream. Generally, in this situation, the delivery rate of dream-visitation is absolutely up to standard.

But after all, it was just dream-visitation, and there were still too many instabilities.

So Wen Xishu was also unsure.

Fortunately... on the morning of the third day, Wen Xishu finally saw a familiar face that was not from the Wen family.

When that person pressed the number for the thirteenth floor of the elevator, Wen Xishu immediately stuck to him.

The elevator was still crowded.

In spirit form, there is no such thing as a heartbeat.

But when Wen Xishu saw that person's face, he still felt as if his heart was racing.

Jin Zhenyuan!

He was really here; he saw Mr. Jin.

But the problem was, the temperament of this Mr. Jin seemed to have changed.

Temperament is something very mysterious; some say it's supported by money, some say it's supported by makeup and clothing. As long as you know how to pose, anyone can have temperament.

Wen Xishu didn't quite believe in temperament either, just like someone can foolishly say "to be meaningful is to live well, to live well is to be meaningful," and can immediately change their temperament to say "both high and low are divided, and life and death are decided."

However, at this moment, Wen Xishu indeed felt that this Mr. Jin was no longer as... immortal as he had seen in the bunker.

Instead, there was a sense of sneakiness.

When Mr. Jin entered the thirteenth floor, Wen Xishu followed behind Mr. Jin and suddenly shouted:

"Elder Liu Zhizai!"

The Mr. Jin in front was shocked and immediately turned his head.

He was a ghost now, in spirit form; to people, he was a ghost.

But at this moment, he didn't seem like a ghost, but more like someone who had seen a ghost.

"Damn it!"

This thought suddenly appeared in Elder Liu Zhizai's mind.

How could he meet Wen Xishu here?

Seeing the other party's expression, Wen Xishu also knew his guess couldn't be wrong.

Elder Liu Zhizai had lived for eighty or ninety years after all... he wouldn't be easily scared, but his shout of Elder Liu Zhizai immediately shocked the other party, which was enough to show that the three words Elder Liu Zhizai involved a secret.

Elder Liu Zhizai suddenly realized that this was a trap!

Wen Xishu didn't know what method he used to make himself gain a large wave of merit, and then he received the news and came to collect the merit, only to find Wen Xishu guarding him here!

They didn't get along while alive, so why not let him go even after death?

Elder Liu Zhizai wanted to run, but Wen Xishu had already blocked the elevator door.

"You are hiding a secret; you wouldn't want the law enforcers to come, would you?" Wen Xishu said.

Actually, Wen Xishu was more afraid of law enforcers than Elder Liu Zhizai, but he was very clear now that he had broken through a carefully arranged secret.

A death scam!

The one who was feeling guilty now was Elder Liu Zhizai.

Regarding Mr. Jin's death, he only needed to interrogate well and pry open Elder Liu Zhizai's mouth to know part of the secret behind it.

Wen Xishu said:

"I made your merit; don't thank me. For an old senior who died heroically in the Slaughter Tower, all this is what I should do."

"But you can collect it later; shall we chat next?"

Elder Liu Zhizai said:

"You died too?"

Wen Xishu shrugged:

"Yeah, I died too. Senior, you died on the front foot, and I died on the back foot."

Elder Liu Zhizai suddenly laughed, laughing very wildly:

"Hahahahahaha... died well, died well!"

"What bunker legend? What Mysterious Tower number one person, died well!"

"Wen Xishu, since you are dead too, then this old man is no longer afraid of you."

In fact, Elder Liu Zhizai shouldn't have been afraid of Wen Xishu in the first place.

Regardless of status or strength, logically speaking, he was still above Wen Xishu.

But Wen Xishu's shout of "Elder Liu Zhizai" just now caught him off guard.

Because he wasn't Elder Liu Zhizai after all.

So subconsciously, he was thinking, could it be that Wen Xishu knew something?

Why was he still haunting him here?

Thinking this way, his innate momentum weakened.

But now, Elder Liu Zhizai came to his senses; this is the Upper Spirit District, not the Lower Spirit District. Here, there is no conflict between spirits.

Even if you Wen Xishu are guarding me here, what can you do?

"I have nothing to chat with you about. You are now just like me, a dead person. The dead should let go of their obsessions."

Everyone is dead, and no one can do anything to anyone, so Elder Liu Zhizai became tough.

Wen Xishu said:

"I need to know why you are wearing Mr. Jin's appearance, and there is no name of yours on the death register, but Elder Liu Zhizai, why are you here?"

Elder Liu Zhizai was no longer afraid, frowning and saying:

"Nonsense, I don't understand what you are saying at all. I am Jin Zhenyuan, what Elder Liu Zhizai."

Wen Xishu clapped:

"Good, good, good, you think I can't do anything to you?"

Elder Liu Zhizai said:

"Do you think this is the Mysterious Tower or the bunker? This is the Underworld! Even if it's a god, even if it's that god who draws the bow and arrows, if I blaspheme him here, he can't do anything to me, let alone you?"

Wen Xishu didn't say much, suddenly arriving at Elder Liu Zhizai's side.

Then he patted Elder Liu Zhizai's shoulder; this pat contained force, but in the eyes of outsiders, it looked like old acquaintances catching up.

Elder Liu Zhizai was shocked; he actually felt a certain power!

This is impossible!

Something beyond his cognition happened. He stared wide-eyed, looking at Wen Xishu in disbelief.

Wen Xishu smiled:

"Don't make a sound, otherwise I don't mind letting your spirit shatter. Do you know that after death, you can die one more time? If you die again, there will be nothing left."

Elder Liu Zhizai didn't dare to say more.

Wen Xishu broke the rules of the Underworld?

How is this possible?

Things beyond common sense made Elder Liu Zhizai's brain a bit chaotic.

When he reacted, Wen Xishu had already taken him outside the building.

Subsequently, under Wen Xishu's duress, Elder Liu Zhizai was forced to come to a basement with few spirits.

Wen Xishu said:

"I'm still not sure if you died heroically or were a victim of some conspiracy, so I haven't been too disrespectful to you."

"But you also know that I can hurt spirits. I can make souls shatter."

"Understand?"

Elder Liu Zhizai hadn't recovered from this strangeness; he still couldn't believe it. Wen Xishu was simply more strange than the existences in the Mysterious Tower.

This is the Underworld!

Wen Xishu said:

"Now, you must answer my questions. If you don't want your soul to fly away and scatter, if you still want to collect that merit and be a carefree dead person in the Underworld, it's best to answer every one of my questions truthfully."

Elder Liu Zhizai really wanted to refuse, but when the words reached his lips, he still said:

"You... what do you want to know?"

Wen Xishu said:

"Tell me, is Jin Zhenyuan dead or not?"

Elder Liu Zhizai didn't hesitate, actually blurting out:

"Dead, Mr. Jin is dead, he went to the Lower Spirit District!"

The Lower Spirit District is really dangerous; Wen Xishu knew very well that if he went to the Lower Spirit District, he really wouldn't be able to come back.

If the Demon King went there, kicking the bucket would be a matter of minutes.

So Wen Xishu didn't dare to go to the Lower Spirit District.

"The opener of the bunker went to the Lower Spirit District? So many people respect him, how could he go to the Lower Spirit District?"

"And, Mr. Liu, you answered my question too unhesitatingly, so much so that I think there's a problem."

Wen Xishu said:

"Do you know, actually in the Tower of Desire, I have a very special technique for inquiring about news."

"It just so happens that this technique also applies to the Underworld."

(End of chapter)