Xiao Lin lived in the Jiu You Pavilion. Therefore, when Long Chen was guarding the place, he would occasionally come and talk to Long Chen. Of course, there were times when Long Chen was alone. Long Chen realized that every time he was alone with Xiao Lin, it was an opportunity for him to use the Soul Control Technique.
However, Long Chen was not in a hurry. He wanted to be absolutely familiar with Xiao Lin. He would only use the Soul Control Technique when Xiao Lin was not on guard against him. Otherwise, even if his Martial Spirit was strong, he might fail in the end. If he failed, not only would it be dangerous, but all his previous efforts would be wasted.
Coming to the Nine Serenities Mourning Soul Grounds was a rather dangerous thing to begin with. However, in order to save Long Yue, Long Chen had thrown caution to the wind. He knew that there were still many people standing there waiting for his good news, so he definitely could not cower.
First, three days had passed. Then, a total of seven days had passed. During these seven days, Long Chen had been stationed here for half of the time. During this period, Xiao Lin had come by a few times. Every time, he would chat with Long Chen.
In reality, Xiao Lin was already very old. No matter how much he cultivated in this lifetime, he would not be able to break through in the end. Therefore, he basically did not cultivate anymore. As he grew older, he knew how to enjoy life. Therefore, he lived his days leisurely.
Among the three great Martial Emperors, Long Chen had a good impression of her. Moreover, in the Martial Emperor City, there were not only evil people. Mo 'niang, for example, was a pitiful woman.
After seven days, Long Chen and Xiao Lin were completely familiar with each other. Normally, when he was guarding the place, Long Chen did not waste time. He was cultivating. He was pretending to be at the first level of the Earth Martial Arts Realm. Therefore, when Xiao Lin came, he was also practicing the second level of the punching skill. In fact, he was already familiar with the second level of the punching skill.
However, with his ability, he could totally pretend that he was not familiar with it.
Hence, Xiao Lin was so excited that he almost couldn't help but give pointers.
Long Chen listened to Xiao Lin's pointers as he improved his fist technique. Time passed quickly. Long Chen knew that this conversation would last for a long time. It was a rare opportunity. Moreover, he had already gained Xiao Lin's trust. If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know when he would get another chance.
In the process of talking with Xiao Lin, Long Chen used the Soul-Controlling Technique of the Soul-Devouring Demonic Pupil as he spoke. At the beginning, his words were irrelevant chatter. This Soul-Controlling Technique took a particularly long time. Xiao Lin's consciousness had condensed into a Martial Soul, which was quite sturdy. It was not as easy to overcome as Long Chen.
Therefore, he could only use a long time to kill.
Long Chen only knew that he had succeeded when Xiao Lin's eyes revealed a perplexed look during their conversation. Of course, it was only the initial success of controlling the soul. It was still a rather thrilling process before he could ask the questions he wanted.
The Soul-Controlling Technique was not unlimited.
Long Chen's current cultivation was even lower than Xiao Lin's, so the probability of failure was quite high. Moreover, he had only almost hypnotized him. If Long Chen suddenly used Genuine Essence to kill him or made him feel some energy fluctuations, he would immediately wake up.
At that time, the Soul-Controlling Technique would fail.
Only when it came to people who were weaker than him could Long Chen completely control their thoughts. He could even make them commit suicide.
"When did you reach the Earth Martial Arts Realm?"
At the beginning, in order to avoid the fluctuation of Xiao Lin's thoughts, Long Chen could only choose the simpler questions. These questions should be quite normal in Xiao Lin's eyes at the moment.
"When I was 27 …" Xiao Lin's eyes were perplexed and he said subconsciously.
Following that, Long Chen's questions got more and more into Xiao Lin's private matters. Long Chen had already planned these questions in private. He would gradually increase the intensity of the questions. This way, he wouldn't suddenly touch upon Xiao Lin's deepest secrets and startle him.
At the end, Long Chen suddenly asked, "According to the rumors, once you enter the Ninth Hells Mourning Place, you can't come out. However, I seem to have heard that you know a way to come out. I wonder if the Martial Emperor can tell me. I really want to know …"
Xiao Lin's eyes were perplexed as he said, "Indeed … I know. Do you want to know?"
"Please tell me, Martial Emperor," Long Chen said in a slightly pleading tone. This tone was easier for the other party to accept.
"In the Ninth Hells Mourning Place, you first have to find a small mountain that is ten meters tall. Then, you have to dig down a hundred meters from the highest point of the mountain. You have to find a compass. Follow the direction indicated by the compass, and in the end, you can …"
"Mo Feng greets the Martial Emperor." At that moment, Mo Feng walked over. After seeing Xiao Lin, he hurriedly bowed.
Long Chen's heart was in his throat.
Xiao Lin's eyes, after hearing Mo Feng's loud shout, instantly became clear again. He looked at Long Chen with some confusion. Just as he was about to speak, Long Chen looked at him gratefully and said, "Thank you, Martial Emperor, for your guidance. I feel that I have made progress towards the second level of the Earth Martial Arts Realm."
"Guidance." Xiao Lin felt that his brain was a bit confused. It was as if he had just slept and just woken up.
Of course, he wouldn't have thought that there would be something like soul control in the world that could ask the deepest secrets in his heart. So, he shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "I'm old and my mind is a bit absent-minded. You guys talk, I'll go back and have a good rest."
After saying that, Xiao Lin left.
That was close.
Long Chen's heart started beating rapidly. Luckily, at the last moment, he asked about the way to get out of the Ninth Hells Mourning Place. Otherwise, his meticulous preparation would have been in vain.
"Brother-in-law, why is Martial Emperor acting strange?" Mo Feng asked in confusion.
"I don't know. He was teaching me punching just now." Long Chen said casually and continued to practice his punching skills.
Mo Feng didn't ask any more questions. After chatting with Long Chen for a while, Long Chen left the Ninth Hells Pavilion and returned to his mansion.
"I just got the information, so I can't go to the Ninth Hells Mourning Place right now. I'll wait for a day or two and then find a chance to go there."
After a day or two, Long Chen finally decided to take action. Before that, he controlled Mo 'niang's soul again to make her believe that Long Chen was her husband. That way, when Long Chen went to the Ninth Hells Mourning Place, there wouldn't be any trouble.
On this day, it was Long Chen's turn to guard the entrance to the Ninth Serenity Mourning Soul Grounds. He could stand in front of the entrance without any worries and use his Spirit-Devouring Demon Eyes to survey his surroundings. After confirming that there was really no one around, he walked forward and gently pushed open the door to the wooden hut.
Before Long Chen could react, a huge force pulled him into the wooden house. The door closed gently and Long Chen, who was playing the role of the Hundred Battles Martial Emperor, disappeared from this world once again.
Long Chen could only apologize to Mo 'niang. Her husband's death had nothing to do with Long Chen. Long Chen had only given her a chance to live. This woman had a cousin who was a Martial Emperor, so her life wouldn't be too miserable. There were definitely many people in this world who had it worse than her.
A strong suction force directly sucked Long Chen into the Ninth Hells Mourning Place.
A gray light flashed past and Long Chen found himself in the Small Cosmos World. He opened his eyes and lifted his head to take a look. He was instantly shocked.
This was a vast and empty gray wilderness. Everywhere was gray and not a single blade of grass grew. The sky was filled with gray clouds that constantly rolled and filled the entire horizon. Traces of desolate cold wind swept through this endless wilderness.
"This is the legendary Ninth Hells Mourning Place."
Long Chen surveyed his surroundings, and sure enough, he discovered two very important problems. First, when he looked around, he discovered that the scenery in every direction was the same. This Nine Serenities Mourning Soul Land was like a gigantic maze.
The second reason was that the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi here was extremely sparse. Even a place like Baiyang Town could not compare to it. After arriving here, Long Chen discovered that the circulation of his Quintessential Essence had become much slower. Moreover, it seemed like he could not replenish his Quintessential Essence.
Long Chen had obtained about a thousand Monarch Crystals from Martial Monarch Yang Ningfeng. In addition to his own eight hundred Monarch Crystals, Long Chen now had about two thousand Monarch Crystals. The Monarch Crystals contained a huge amount of Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth. Even a Martial Emperor might not have as many Monarch Crystals as he did.
Most of these Monarch Crystals came from the Distant Fire Realm.
Fortunately, Long Chen had these Monarch Crystals, so he did not have to worry about the consequences.
However, he could imagine that those without Monarch Crystals would quickly weaken their bodies when they came to this place that was lacking in Spiritual Energy. Moreover, he heard that it was impossible to find the way to the Ninth Hells Mourning Place. Most of them would probably die in despair after coming here.
This was probably the reason why the Martial Emperors had turned this place into a prison.
This place was too cruel.
It was desolate.
"First, I have to find Big Sister. Then, I have to find the compass."
Long Chen confirmed his target, but he still bitterly smiled. This was a desolate land, a piece of nothingness, just where should he find Long Yue, and where should he find the small mountain? If it was a small mountain, this was a flat wilderness, and it would be easier to find it, but if it was Long Yue, where would she be? The most important question was whether she was dead or not.
Long Chen didn't dare waste any time. After determining a direction, he started to display his speed and dashed in that direction. A gray shadow was moving forward in the gray wilderness.
Because he did not know if he still had to use the identity of the Hundred Battles Martial King, Long Chen did not change his appearance back.
"Eh?"
Long Chen had been rushing for a long time, but he did not see anyone. It was as if he was the only one in this world. Suddenly, he found a few footprints in front of him. He ran over to take a look and found that they were his.
His brows immediately furrowed.