Chapter 722: Let’s Discuss It calmly

A faint smile always lingered on Zong Yi’s face. Generally, such a smile could be interpreted as composure, indifference, or even extreme coldness and heartlessness.

Su Che had no idea what kind of riddle Zong Yi and Zhuo Feng were playing. As the host here, he could only invite Zong Yi, “Since such an esteemed guest has come, let’s go inside and talk.”

Thus, the four of them entered the shop through the back door, only to see Yuan Yuan, the Golden Immortal attendant of the Treasure Shop, coming toward them.

Yuan Yuan floated over. Upon seeing the four of them, she instinctively wondered, “Didn’t Old Ghost Zong Yi just leave? Why has he returned? And through the back door… Right, when was this back door built?”

Immediately afterward, she realized that this Zong Yi was not the same as the original—there was a clear difference…

Body theft?

Yuan Yuan instantly grasped the seriousness of the situation but pretended nothing was wrong. She gave Su Che a gentle smile, walked past them with calm demeanor and graceful posture, and casually headed to the reception hall to chat with Fei Yun for a while. Then, even more casually, she left the shop, turned around the corner, and sent a message talisman using extremely stealthy methods.

As the branch owner of Tianbao Ruixiang, it was her responsibility to report such a serious matter to Emperor Feng Lin Xian as soon as possible.

Because she could tell that the “Zong Yi” she had just seen was by no means just a Great Luo Golden Immortal—he was likely at the level of an Emperor Xian. This situation had gone beyond what the entire Haoyuan Tian Market could handle, and Emperor Feng Lin Xian must be informed immediately.

Perhaps only Emperor Feng Lin Xian’s intervention could save Su Che.

“I just don’t know if Emperor Feng Lin Xian is willing to get involved in such trivial matters…”

The message had been sent, but Yuan Yuan really couldn’t predict how things would unfold next.

Inside the shop, Su Che invited Zong Yi to the VIP room, where he had “had a friendly conversation” with another Zong Yi just over an hour ago.

After sitting down, Su Che asked directly, “Why did you come looking for me?”

“Why did you try to escape?” Zong Yi replied calmly, “Are you sure I would do you any harm?”

“I sensed some danger,” Su Che replied calmly. “Just now, you yourself said you prefer to solve problems with violence. So what I sensed must be your habit of using violence.”

Zong Yi glanced at Zhuo Feng and then asked Su Che, “What about now?”
“Now?”

Su Che shook his head and replied, “I don’t sense anything now. Perhaps it’s because the senior hasn’t yet decided how to deal with me.”
“That’s right.”
Zong Yi nodded and said, “I’m considering how to treat you. It depends on whether you’re willing to tell me the truth from now on.”
Su Che nodded. “I will definitely tell you anything I can, for my own safety.”
Whoosh!
With a flick of his wrist, Zong Yi poured out the 1,999 top-quality immortal artifacts from his storage ring, piling them into a small mountain of magical treasures in front of Su Che and the others.
As for the black-and-white “Hand of Annihilation,” it remained completely hidden in his palm, not yet taken out.
“I want to know the origin of these magical treasures.”
His tone was quite low. Undoubtedly, if Su Che didn’t tell the truth, he would soon face Zong Yi’s violent tendencies, which were hard to change.
Before Su Che could respond, the old monkey stood up and said, “Um… I’m going outside for a while. Call me if you need anything.”
The old monkey knew that Su Che’s answer would surely reveal some of his personal secrets. As a subordinate of Emperor Feng Lin, he should stay away.
Although they were still friends for now, fundamentally, the old monkey had to be unconditionally loyal to Emperor Feng Lin. If he didn’t know something, it was fine, but once he did, he couldn’t hide it from Emperor Feng Lin.
Su Che understood these principles, so he didn’t stop his kind gesture.
Zhuo Feng also looked at Su Che, wondering if he should leave too.
If it weren’t for concern for Su Che’s safety, he would have left on his own without hesitation.
Su Che shook his head slightly, making it clear that Uncle Zhuo Feng didn’t need to stay back.
He had to tell Zong Yi the truth about what happened next; otherwise, he would face violent interrogation. Since Zong Yi could hear the truth, why not Uncle Zhuo Feng!
With only the three of them left in the room, Su Che said softly, “Actually, there’s nothing secret. All these magical treasures came from the Immortal-Demon Battlefield.”
Hearing this answer, Uncle Zhuo Feng remained outwardly calm, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Zong Yi nodded slowly before revealing the “Hand of Annihilation” and saying, “You’re quite wise for not lying. This magical treasure was crafted by me personally and given to my son. It was buried on the Immortal-Demon Battlefield 70 million years ago.”

Su Che and Zhuo Feng finally understood the whole situation. The real Zong Yi must have encountered great misfortune halfway through and it was entirely because of this magical artifact that he suffered catastrophic disaster. The real Zong Yi was almost certainly dead! After realizing this, Su Che felt somewhat relieved: his child had died in the war between immortals and demons, not due to his own actions, and there was no enmity between the two sides. So, there was room for negotiation regarding the other matters.

“What does the battlefield between immortals and demons look like?” Zong Yi asked.

“It’s vast and desolate. There are countless huge rocks floating in the sky. I think each rock represents the grave of a fallen true immortal…” Su Che described it in great detail, speaking for nearly fifteen minutes. During that time, Zong Yi remained silent, showing great patience, seemingly truly eager to know what his son’s resting place looked like. Only after Su Che finished did he speak in a deep voice, “So, you also don’t know which grave this Annihilation Hand was dug out of, right?”

“Yes, I have no idea,” Su Che replied, shaking his head. “I guess even those of the Origin Demon Clan are confused about this and find it hard to trace.”

Zong Yi slowly closed his eyes, as if mourning his child. But Su Che and Zhuo Feng thought the matter couldn’t be that simple. His son had been dead for seventy million years, and the cause of his death was quite clear—due to the war between immortals and demons. Moreover, it wasn’t just his son who died that year; tens of millions of true immortals perished as well. There was no personal grudge involved; the conflict between immortals and demons was a matter affecting the entire immortal realm. Dying in the line of duty wasn’t something to be overly upset about. Therefore, Su Che and Zhuo Feng believed there must be another reason.

Sure enough, Zong Yi slowly said, “My child was very mischievous. The last time we parted, he secretly took away something that was extremely important to me. I need you to help me retrieve it.”

So that’s how it is! Su Che thought to himself. That makes sense! He spoke indirectly, talking about mischief and secretly taking something… But in reality, it was probably some treasure that caused a conflict between father and son—the son stole it, and the father searched everywhere for him. Unluckily, the son got involved in the war between immortals and demons and died there. Now, the father just wants to get that thing back! What kind of treasure could make him worry for seventy million years?

Su Che was also someone accustomed to big scenes and would not be tempted by some treasure whose effects and functions he didn’t even know about—he was merely a bit curious.
Zong Yi could see Su Che’s curiosity and said directly, “This item is only useful to my son and me; it’s of no use to you all.”
“What use it has isn’t important,” Su Che replied obediently, nodding. “Since this item originally belongs to the senior, it only makes sense to return it to its rightful owner.”
“That’s great if you can think that way,” Zong Yi said. “Since you can enter and exit the Immortal-Demon Battlefield freely, it would be best if you could take me in so I can find it myself. You don’t know which one is my son’s grave, but that’s fine—I can sense its presence.”
Su Che didn’t object directly but reminded him, “That place is the domain of the demons—there are several Golden-Winged Demons Kings, thousands of Silver-Winged Demons, and countless Copper-Winged Demons…”
“Not a concern!” Zong Yi replied indifferently.
Su Che nodded slightly in agreement. Although he was somewhat reluctant to send such a person into the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, it wouldn’t cause him any loss in reality. Clearly, this person had no interest in those so-called immortal artifacts; he just wanted to retrieve the one thing that mattered most to him.
Besides, the entire Immortal-Demon Battlefield could hold countless Origin Demons—surely it could accommodate one immortal like him? If he went in and fought the demons, whatever chaos ensued had nothing to do with him; it wouldn’t harm him in the slightest. On the other hand, if he refused to cooperate, this mysterious powerhouse clearly wasn’t someone easy to deal with and would have ways to torment him.
Thus, Su Che once again showed his straightforward and bold personality, standing up immediately and saying, “Let’s go. We need to return to the backyard. I’ll take you in right away.”
Zong Yi stood up as well and said to Zhuo Feng, “You’re right. Working with him is quite comfortable.”
Zhuo Feng nodded with a smile and followed Su Che as usual.
For now, it seemed the two parties were getting along well, with no conflicts or disagreements. But once they reached the backyard, Su Che casually activated a teleportation portal only to find that he couldn’t bring Zong Yi in no matter what.
“Huh?”

Su Che was quite surprised himself, so he said to Zong Yi, “It’s possible. We need to try a different approach. Please, senior, enter the interior space of any immortal artifact so I can see if I can bring this one in. To be honest, this is the first time I’ve brought someone inside since arriving in the Immortal Realm.”
Zong Yi didn’t doubt anything. After nodding, he took out an immortal artifact he could control and immediately entered its magical space.
Su Che held the artifact and rushed toward the teleportation portal, but the portal suddenly exploded with a loud bang, and a massive force sent the artifact flying as well.
Whoosh!
Zong Yi emerged from the artifact and instantly appeared in front of Su Che, asking coldly, “What’s going on?”
His expression turned extremely ugly, clearly suspecting that Su Che was pretending to cooperate while secretly plotting something!