Chapter 970: The Final Hour

At this moment, Yi Feng, after making a roundabout journey, had returned to the Nine Realms.

The wind rustled through the branches, creating a soft, whispering sound. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the uneven ground, creating a lazy, mottled pattern of light and shade.

Such an afternoon should have been quiet, with the wind and sunlight exuding a sense of idle tranquility.

However...

The wind and sunlight now seemed to be filled with laughter and joy.

Sweet, sticky words of love drifted through the air, and the playful banter between lovers was almost nauseating.

Yi Feng looked around in confusion.

How long had he been away from the Nine Realms? Why did it feel like everything had changed?

Just then, two people walked past him hand in hand.

One of them held a piece of pastry in their mouth, feeding it to the other.

"Stop it, I've already reached the stage of fasting!" the woman said coyly, lightly hitting the man.

"Fasting or not, this pastry is filled with my love for you," the man mumbled through the pastry in his mouth, smiling as he leaned in again toward the woman.

The woman shyly opened her mouth to accept it.

Yi Feng, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, watched the couple pass by so close to him, swallowing hard.

Then he rolled his eyes and turned his gaze elsewhere.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw two elderly people with white hair, leaning on canes, chasing each other.

Not only were they chasing each other, but they were also flirting and teasing...

Yi Feng quickly stepped aside to avoid them.

They looked like they were about to fall apart.

He didn't want to get caught up in that...

Yi Feng felt goosebumps rising on his scalp.

Not far away, couples were still being overly affectionate. Upstairs, there was whispering and giggling; downstairs, there was hugging and cuddling; on the street, there was playful flirting...

Yi Feng shuddered and quickened his pace to leave.

What had happened to the Nine Realms? It felt like a brothel now...

But at the moment, he had no time to worry about such things. The most important thing was to find the legendary Sage Bai Huang as soon as possible.

However, after asking around, he couldn't find any trace of Bai Huang.

Of course.

She was a revered sage, and there were plenty of people trying to gain favor with her. She wouldn't easily reveal her whereabouts.

It seemed that using ordinary methods to find her wouldn't work.

He would have to resort to more... unconventional methods.

Perhaps even a bit underhanded.

For example, could he find Bai Huang's ancestral grave and dig it up?

Or, like how he had kidnapped Piaomiao Hong, could he find Bai Huang's family and take them hostage?

If he did that, Bai Huang would come to him without him having to search for her.

Though it was a bit unscrupulous, once he achieved immortality, he could always make it up to her later.

Yi Feng silently praised himself for his cleverness.

...

Speaking of Piaomiao Hong.

According to her fate, her time of death was supposed to be three days from now.

With only three days left to live, and waiting for death in this Sword Burial Ground, most people would likely be filled with endless fear.

But Piaomiao Hong had watched countless members of her clan pass through this place since she was young, so she had long since come to terms with it.

Though there was some reluctance and unwillingness, this was the fate of the Piao family.

Since she couldn't resist, she might as well face it with equanimity.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the day of her predicted death arrived.

Piaomiao Hong looked around at the skeletons of her ancestors.

She had finally reached this moment.

However, while her fate dictated that she would die on this day due to the curse, she didn't know the exact hour.

Perhaps in the next moment.

When the curse's power erupted, she would become another set of bones added to the Sword Burial Ground.

Two hours passed.

Piaomiao Hong continued to wait.

Another two hours went by.

The curse's power still hadn't erupted.

As she waited, two hours turned into four.

Finally.

The last hour of the day arrived!