My Sexy CEO Wife

Chapter 287 - 286: Everyone Dislikes You

Xuan Jizi felt extremely frustrated!

Very frustrated!

Especially frustrated!

He was on the verge of dying from frustration!

There's no justice at all! What's wrong with me? Why does Small Thunder Temple reject me? I won't accept this!

"Alright, stop pulling a long face," Gao Fei consoled, "Once I fully comprehend the Immortal Buddha Finger, I'll teach it to you. I'm a man of honor; if there's any benefit, I'll definitely share it with you."

"Really?"

"Of course, it's true! When have I ever lied to you?"

"With your words, I'm relieved." Xuan Jizi grinned, instantly sweeping away his frustration.

After sorting things out with Xuan Jizi, Gao Fei turned his attention to the meditation cushion, "Could it really be as you said? I can't lift it because my cultivation is too low?"

"That's the most reasonable explanation," shrugged Xuan Jizi.

"So you're saying... I can't open the third wooden door today?"

"Definitely can't open it."

"That's really annoying," Gao Fei expressed his disappointment.

"Cultivate diligently. Once your cultivation improves, you'll be able to open the third door," Xuan Jizi said.

"I'm an impatient person. When I see something good, I want to get it immediately..." Gao Fei sighed, "Immortal Buddha Finger... just the name alone tells you it's powerful. That's an Immortal Spell that can increase combat power tenfold. If I learn it, I could walk sideways in Elysium, who would dare to provoke me? Jia Yunfeng?

Jin Chaoyang? I could blow them away with a breath!"

"Enough, stop bragging and let's get out of here," Xuan Jizi could no longer listen, "Don't forget, there's still a Demon Sky Tower waiting for us to explore."

"Who's bragging? I'm speaking the truth!"

"Fine, fine, fine, you're speaking the truth! You're not bragging! I was wrong just now, I apologize to you, okay?"

"Your attitude doesn't seem sincere."

"Not sincere? What else do you want?"

"Kneel down, kowtow, pour tea, admit your mistake!"

"..."

"Don't glare; I'm just kidding! Hehe... let's go, let's get out of here." Gao Fei turned and walked towards the outside.

"Smug brat," Xuan Jizi muttered under his breath, and then followed Gao Fei out of Small Thunder Temple.

The pair took a short rest before entering the Demon Sky Tower.

Inside Small Thunder Temple, golden light shimmered, beautiful beyond compare, whereas inside the Demon Sky Tower, black fog swirled menacingly, both contrasting starkly against each other.

One represented justice, the other, evil.

Gao Fei carefully counted, and there were a total of eleven layers in the Demon Sky Tower; the first layer was a hall, with its four stone walls engraved with picture after picture. Gao Fei only glanced once and was captivated... In a trance, he heard roars of rage...

A man draped in a cloak led a group of minions in a fierce battle against a clan of monks dressed in robes.

The fight was incredibly intense.

At every moment, someone fell to the ground dead...

The battle lasted for a long time, and in the end, the Demon Clan lost...

The man in the cloak stood on a rock holding his spear high, howling in fury at the sky. His howls contained a sense of unwillingness and grief. As he watched his clan members die one by one, he felt immense sorrow and rage.

"Baldies! You've gone too far!" the cloaked man roared, "I'm going all out today against you!" Brandishing his spear, he charged at the monks opposite him.

It was merely a painting, but Gao Fei could hear the voices! That's right, he heard them! Loud and clear! Absolutely clear!

The battle was still ongoing, with corpses everywhere, a ghastly sight to behold.

In the end... only the cloaked man from the Demon Clan was left, all others had died in battle! Their bodies littered the ground! Blood had pooled into rivers!

The casualties on the Buddhist Sect side were also severe. They deployed tens of thousands of men and only a few thousand remained; the rest died in battle. Even though they had won, it was a pyrrhic victory! The cost was too great!

"Hahaha..." The cloaked man laughed uproariously, tears sliding down his cheeks. All his clan members were dead; his sorrow was beyond words, "I'm useless! I couldn't ensure the safety of my clan! I'm a waste! A waste!!"

Thousands of monks surrounded the cloaked man, each with a serious expression.

"You've won," said the cloaked man, looking at the monks with contempt, "But I don't accept it! If we fought one on one, not a single one of you would be my match! You win by overwhelming numbers; even if you win, you have no honor!"

The thousands of monks remained silent.

"Shameless, despicable!" continued the cloaked man, cursing, "You always say that our Demon Clan is the dregs of society, the symbol of evil, and that eradicating us is doing heaven's work! Now I have something to tell you: to hell with you! A bunch of thieving Baldies, your words are as good as farts! In terms of being despicable, shameless, and faceless, our Demon Clan can't compare to you!

You're just a bunch of hypocrites with sanctimonious faces!"

"The world has been deceived by you!"

"I hate this so much! So much hatred!!!"

"The Demon Clan will never be wiped out, never! Sooner or later, the Demon Clan will rise again, and we'll kill all of you Baldies!"

"Come on then! Fight! Killing one breaks even, killing two is a profit! If you want me dead, you'll pay a grievous price!"

The cloaked man shook his spear and then charged towards the monks. This time, he was prepared to die.

"Crackling and snapping..."

"Bang bang bang..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The battle resumed, and it wasn't long before a victor emerged.

The cloaked man was dead, body riddled with bloody holes, he had bled to death!

His death was tragic. His death was fierce. His death was a pity!

...

"So tragic..." Gao Fei sighed.

"Indeed, very tragic," Xuan Jizi nodded.

"Huh?" Gao Fei turned his head, "You saw it too?"

"Saw it! Saw it clear as day, the cloaked man died tragically!"

"Why did it come to this? These are just a few paintings, why would they..."

"I'm not sure..." Xuan Jizi shook his head, "It must be some kind of spell... capable of transmitting messages through paintings..."

"That cloaked man was formidable, probably at the Tribulation Crossing Stage Cultivation, right?"

"Tribulation Crossing? Probably beyond that!"

"What? Even more powerful than the Tribulation Crossing Stage?"

"Don't forget, I'm at the Tribulation Crossing Stage Cultivation, and even at Tribulation Crossing Period Great Perfection... Compared with the cloaked man, I'm far behind."

"Hiss..." Gao Fei took in a breath of cold air, "That means the cloaked man is... an Immortal... oh, wait, should it be a Demon Immortal?"

"Probably," Xuan Jizi wasn't sure either, "Just based on the painting, it's difficult to discern his Cultivation Realm... but for sure, he was powerful." He added, "Surely more powerful than either of us."

"One from the Demon Clan, one from the Buddhist Sect, their hatred for each other... runs deep... seems like they won't rest until one is dead..."

"Since ancient times, the Demon Clan has been considered an evil force, to be exterminated by all; and the Buddhist Sect represents righteousness. For the sake of reputation and interest, they too must confront the Demon Clan."

"Is the Demon Clan really that evil? Committing all sorts of misdeeds?"

"That... I don't know... I've never encountered the Demon Clan..."

"Here's what I think," Gao Fei expressed his opinion, "Whether it's the Demon Clan or the Buddhist Sect, there are good and bad people in both. One shouldn't generalize; we should judge each individually."

"I agree with you," Xuan Jizi nodded, "Even within the so-called reputable sects, there are scumbags who commit acts that are an outrage to gods and men."

Having seen the paintings, the two men had a lot to reflect on.

In this world, there is no absolute good, nor absolute evil; it all depends on perspective. Opinions can vary greatly based on where one stands.

How to distinguish between good people and bad people is a complex problem that has baffled humanity throughout history.

"Alright, enough talk, let's hurry up and find the treasure," Xuan Jizi said.

"Other than a few paintings, there's nothing here."

"There's a staircase over there, let's check it out."

"Let's go."

The two, one after the other, arrived at the bottom of the staircase and proceeded to ascend. Shortly after, they came upon a door, a Stone Gate.

Gao Fei was just about to reach out and push the Stone Gate when Xuan Jizi stopped him.

"Let me do it! The Little Thunder Temple repelled me, but the Demon Sky Tower shouldn't, right?" Xuan Jizi walked over with his fists clenched in eagerness, took a deep breath, then reached out to push the Stone Gate, once, twice, thrice... No matter how hard he tried, the Stone Gate wouldn't budge.

"Can't open it?" Gao Fei furrowed his brow.

"Very heavy," Xuan Jizi said, grimacing, "Completely unmovable!"

"Let me try," Gao Fei walked over, taking Xuan Jizi's place.

"If I can't do it, there's no way you can... huh... how can this be?" Xuan Jizi cried out in amazement.

Gao Fei reached out his hand, and with a gentle push, the Stone Gate opened.

"Damn! Is this for real?" Xuan Jizi swore, "This is bullying! I used all my strength and couldn't move it, yet you barely touch it and it opens? Is there no justice in this world?"

"Heh heh..." Gao Fei laughed, "Looks like the Demon Sky Tower is also rejecting you."

"Damn it!" Xuan Jizi was so frustrated he didn't know what else to say, "Am I really that bad?"

"Alright, cool down," Gao Fei soothed, "No matter what treasures I find in the Demon Sky Tower, I'll share them with you."

"Remember your words, no take-backs, or I won't let this go," Xuan Jizi warned.

"Rest assured, my word is as good as gold; I absolutely keep my promises! I'm all about loyalty and generosity towards friends!"

After a few words, Gao Fei stepped through the doorway.

Xuan Jizi hurriedly followed, curious to see what lay beyond the Stone Gate.

On the Second Layer of the Stone Tower, there was a stone table, upon which lay a piece of black jade, smooth as new, with no inscriptions or patterns.

In that vast space, there was nothing but a stone table and the black Jade Token; nothing else.

"What's this thing?" Gao Fei walked over, picked up the black Jade Token; it was surprisingly light, almost weightless.