Meanwhile, inside the underground dungeon where Song Yun was held, a large group of people barged in.
At their head was a fair-skinned, plump man.
His name was Chen Hui. Chu Feng knew him.
Back when Chu Feng had participated in the Seven Realms Sacred Palace's entrance trial, he had encountered Chen Hui, and the two had gotten to know each other since then.
Chen Hui had left a decent impression on Chu Feng.
After that entrance trial had ended, Chu Feng had even gone looking for Chen Hui, only he couldn't find him.
But the Chen Hui of the present was wearing the robes of the Prison Sect.
The group of people following behind him were all at the Prison General level.
When Chu Feng arrived before the gates of the dungeon where Song Yun was imprisoned, the guards on duty hurriedly spoke up, though their tone was somewhat unsteady: "Young Master Chen Hui, you cannot—"
"Scram."
With just that single word from Chen Hui, the Prison General guards immediately scattered.
Upon pushing the door open, Song Yun was simply sitting inside. She wasn't bound, nor was she injured.
The seemingly eerie and terrifying prison cell had an exquisitely crafted table and chair set inside it.
Song Yun leaned back in the chair, her pale, slender legs crossed elegantly.
She was nibbling on pastries from the table while reading a martial arts scroll.
She looked perfectly at ease.
"Yun'er, are you all right?" Chen Hui asked.
"Do I look like I'm not?" Song Yun put away the scroll and gave a sweet smile.
"I heard that—"
Before Chen Hui could finish, Song Yun said, "It's all true."
"How could you be so foolish? If you wanted to help Chu Feng, you could have found another way. Why take the death sentence upon yourself?"
Chen Hui was panicking. The sect's rules were strict—if the charges were finalized, he wouldn't be able to help Song Yun either.
"I told you, everything you heard is true," Song Yun emphasized.
"You really killed them?" Chen Hui asked.
"Mm."
"But it's fine, I can't die anyway. The Demon Prison Tower—we've already scouted it before. The current me has confidence," Song Yun said.
"How much confidence?" Chen Hui asked.
"Ten percent," Song Yun replied.
"..." Chen Hui was speechless.
Ten percent? How was that any different from throwing her life away?
"So... were you looking for an excuse to challenge the Demon Prison Tower, or were you trying to help Chu Feng?" Chen Hui asked.
"Both," Song Yun said.
"The Demon Prison Tower—if you want to challenge it, you don't need to carry this charge to do so."
"And if it's about helping Chu Feng, that was completely unnecessary."
"Because Lord Nine Demons has already issued a kill order against Chu Feng."
"You taking on this charge seems like the noble thing to do, but it's completely pointless," Chen Hui said.
"Wait—Chu Feng actually killed members of the Prison Sect?"
Song Yun was surprised.
She knew that Lord Nine Demons wouldn't issue a kill order against Chu Feng for the sake of the Immortal Slaughter members. Without a Prison Infant in their bodies, they didn't count as true members of the Prison Sect. Pursuing someone like Chu Feng on their behalf would be unjustifiable.
Since Lord Nine Demons had gone after Chu Feng, something else must have happened. Either Chu Feng had genuinely killed members of the Prison Sect and the charges were legitimate, or he had tried to save Xianhai Yuer and been exposed.
"Chu Feng killed members of the Prison Sect, and it happened after you were locked up."
"However, I sent people to investigate, and it doesn't seem like something Chu Feng would do. Something's off about this," Chen Hui said.
"What do you mean?" Song Yun furrowed her brows.
"When someone's determined to pin a crime on you, they'll never lack for reasons."
"Someone is trying to deal with Chu Feng," Chen Hui said.
"Framing him, then? But that's hardly surprising. Setting that aside, capturing Chu Feng would let someone secretly claim a reward from the Seven Realms Sacred Palace."
"Chu Feng himself also has plenty of things worth coveting."
"He's already a legendary possessor of the Bloodline of the King, and now he's obtained the Origin of the Meridians."
"That's just what the public knows. Who knows how many other things he has that no one's aware of?"
"Honestly, even I'm envious."
"But that Lord Nine Demons—trying to use our Prison Sect to fulfill his own selfish agenda?"
"Someone I'm protecting, and he dares to touch him?"
"Tsk, tsk. Very well."
"I'll make sure he learns just how long Song Yun's grudges last."
Song Yun's tone when saying this carried a hint of a smile, but there was not the slightest trace of one on her face.
Instead, her beautiful eyes radiated a suffocating coldness.
But Chen Hui seemed long accustomed to Song Yun's gaze like this.
He had known for a long time that this little girl from the Nine Souls Galaxy was no simple character.
And he happened to like exactly that sort of unordinary Song Yun.
BOOM— Right at that moment, the earth trembled violently.
Then the trembling began to subside, but it turned into a continuous, low vibration.
Seeing this, Chen Hui walked out of the doorway of Song Yun's prison cell, and Song Yun followed right behind him.
"Miss Song Yun, you cannot—"