Shanglin Heavenly Palace, the dark prison.
Xie Kanhua leaned against the wall, closed his eyes slightly, and hummed a little tune.
"My brother, I have been in the prison for so many years. You are the prisoner in the best mood I have ever seen. You hum songs and practice martial arts every day. What's the matter that makes you so happy?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.
Xie Kanhua suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and walked to the prison door, looking into the depths of the Nether Prison: "I have been here for so long, but I just discovered that there are other people in the Nether Prison. Who are you, senior?"
“When asking someone’s name, shouldn’t you tell your own name first?” the man sneered.
"Xie Kanhua!" Xie Kanhua said readily with a fist salute.
"Oh, this name is quite poetic." The man's tone was still calm.
Xie Kanhua raised his eyebrows: "Senior, don't you know me?"
"What? Are you famous?" There was finally some curiosity in the man's voice.
"Senior, how long have you been in this dark prison?" Xie Kanhua asked.
The man sighed, "Ten years? Fifteen years? I don't remember. I only remember the year I moved in, which was the eleventh year of Tianyuan."
"The eleventh year of Tianyuan?" Xie Kanhua was stunned.
"What?" The man heard the surprise in Xie Kanhua's tone.
"Tianyuan is the old calendar, and it is already the twelfth year of Longshi. Twenty-seven years have passed since the eleventh year of Tianyuan!" Xie Kanhua said with emotion, "Senior, you were imprisoned here before entering the world of Shanglin Heavenly Palace."
"Twenty-seven years..." The man was silent for a long time, "So much time has passed."
"May I ask your name, senior?" Xie Kanhua became somewhat curious about this person.
The man did not answer him, but just asked: "How is Su Heyu?"
Xie Kanhua frowned slightly. Su Heyu was Su Han's father. When he and Su Han met, Su Heyu was already dead. He thought for a moment and replied, "In the eighteenth year of Tianyuan, Senior Su fell seriously ill and unfortunately passed away."
"He's been dead for twenty years." The man muttered. Finally, only the sound of chains falling to the ground was heard. No one spoke for a long time. Xie Kanhua also sat down cross-legged. After a long silence, he tentatively called out, "Senior?"
No one responded.
"Senior?" Xie Kanhua called out again.
"What's the matter?" The man finally responded, "Twenty-seven years have passed. I'm sure the world has long forgotten me. It's better not to mention my name."
"No, senior. I want to ask you, do you want to eat roast chicken?" Xie Kanhua asked with a smile.
"Roasted chicken?" The man laughed dryly. "I have been in this hell for so many years and have never seen a piece of meat. Where can I get roasted chicken?"
"Yes, yes." Xie Kanhua licked his lips, "I guess it will be available in the next few days. Why do you think I'm so happy these days? Because I've been thinking about this bite."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gate of the Nether Prison was opened. The Nether Prison was the largest prison at the bottom of the Shanglin Heavenly Palace, where the most important prisoners were held. Ordinary disciples could not enter at all. Even the heads of the four academies could not come without Ning Qingcheng's order. However, the people who entered the Nether Prison at this moment were the few who could ignore these rules.
"Helian, you are finally here." Xie Kanhua said with emotion.
Helian Xiyue, the owner of Chunfeng Tower, stood at the gate of Youyu. The guard at the gate had an unpleasant look on his face, but Helian Xiyue had a distinguished status in Shanglin Palace, second only to Ning Qingcheng and Bai Jile. He did not belong to any faction in Shanglin Palace and was the one that everyone wanted to win over.
"I want to go in." Helian Xiyue expressed his request very simply.
“Please don’t make it too difficult for me.” The guard pleaded with his head lowered.
"No." Helian Xiyue stepped into the prison and walked towards Xie Kanhua's cell, holding a basket in his hand.
"Why did you come just today? Do you know how bad the food is in this hell? Three meals a day are just steamed buns and leftover vegetables, and even the water is rotten. I'm Xie Kanhua, the owner of the Wuyu Tower, a handsome man who was once famous in the world. Even if you don't consider me, you have to consider yourself who is as famous as me, right?" Xie Kanhua complained repeatedly.
"Eat." Helian Xiyue put down the basket.
"Let me see what you brought. Did you bring me any roast chicken? I'm telling you, in the years since I left Shanglin Palace, I didn't think about anything else but the roast chicken in this palace. It's truly the best in the world! Wow, there really is roast chicken." Xie Kanhua licked his lips, stretched out his hand and tore the roast chicken into two halves, then held one half in his left hand and put the other half back on the plate. He gently pushed the plate into the depths of the Nether Prison, and then there was a sound of the plate hitting the iron bars, "Senior, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
"If I can get out of here in the future, I will help you kill someone." The man replied.
"Anyone can do it?" Xie Kanhua took a bite of chicken leg.
“Anyone,” the man said, chewing his chicken.
Helian Xiyue frowned slightly, turned around and looked into the depths of the Hell.
"Don't you know that there is another person imprisoned in the prison?" Xie Kanhua asked in confusion.
Helian Xiyue took three steps forward.
"Don't come over." The man pushed the plate back to Helian Xiyue's feet. The plate was empty. Presumably, the man swallowed the bones directly.
Helian Xiyue wanted to move forward, but a stream of true energy came from the depths of the Nether Prison and attacked him directly. He used the Spring Breeze Skill and waved his sleeves lightly, trying to disperse the true energy, but the true energy was far more vast than he imagined, and it forced him to retreat three steps. Helian Xiyue steadied his pace and exchanged a glance with Xie Kanhua.
"Not bad." The owner of Chunfeng Tower in Shanglin Tiangong could only say "not bad" in this person's words.
"Senior, this amount of true energy is worth another pot of wine!" Xie Kanhua said with a smile, and threw another pot of wine in the basket over.
"I didn't expect that I could drink wine again in this life. With this pot of wine, I can help you kill ten people." There was a hint of smile in the man's hoarse voice.
"Senior, I have a very good reputation in the martial arts world and I'm not a murderer. How about this, our agreement be changed to you helping me save people, then you will owe me eleven people. How about we make a separate plan for the wine and meat in the future?" Xie Kanhua asked tentatively.
"Except the one with the surname Su, it's no problem for you to ask me to save anyone," the man replied readily.
Xie Kanhua scratched his head and said, "What a coincidence, the person I want you to save the most is a boy named Su. Let's not talk about this anymore, senior, just drink your wine. I need to have a chat with my friend now."
Helian Xiyue said calmly: "Bai Jile, go down the mountain."
Xie Kanhua smiled slightly: "I have been prepared for this. I want to know how my apprentice is doing now? Many people think that he is just a silly scholar, but I am the only one who knows that he is actually full of bad intentions!"
Helian Xiyue smiled and said, "Same as you."