Dimensional Hotel
Chapter 381: Quelling the Chaos

Chapter 381: Chapter 381: Quelling the Chaos

As the seal of the Demon Suppression Tower was repaired, the channels leaking from the Containment Zone to the outer space were finally completely blocked, and no new black rifts appeared in the sky above Qianfeng Ling Mountain.

Various battles, large and small, continued as the "prisoners" who had escaped were rapidly being dealt with.

Outside Queyun Palace, smoke rose as the Mountain Guardian Disciples, with the assistance of the Thunderbolt Titans and the Kingdom Army, held the most pressured line of defense. After slaying a large number of fierce beasts rushing the mountain path, Xuan Che began to lead the search for those sporadically escaping containment objects along the mountain.

Near Shifang Pavilion, True Man Yuanhe and hundreds of Inner Sect Disciples guarded in front of the gigantic mechanism known as "Mountain Guardian Pass." This device, which controlled the great array of the entire Qianfeng Ling Mountain, stood tall like a giant bell on a stone platform. Spiritual light flickered across its surface, and from within it emitted a low, solemn ringing. In the plaza surrounding the "Mountain Guardian Pass," lay hundreds of dead fierce beast bodies, as well as many living demons and indestructible activated entities, which were chained and awaited return to the Demon Suppression Tower after being resealed.

In the dense bamboo forest halfway up the mountain, a black wolf pack, like phantoms, moved through the shadows. They coordinated with the mountain patrol guards dressed in white Daoist Robes, searching all suspicious hidden corners.

A scouting drone swarm controlled by Dorothy traversed the mountains, confirming whether there were any hidden leakage points in the Cloud Sea, while Spirit Mountain cultivators flying on Flying Swords weaved through the swarm, examining the Mountain Protection Barrier enveloping the entire Qianfeng Ling Mountain.

On the mountain path between Cloud Viewing Platform and Queyun Palace, although many sporadic battles had not yet ended, the victory music was already playing.

Ethereal celestial music descended from the clouds, echoing through all the forests—

"By order of the Acting Deputy Sect Leader, the Demon Suppression Tower is secure, and the cultivators in each area must meticulously search the mountain forests...

"The mountain sealing continues, with the opening time to be notified separately.

"...All fierce beasts and Category A containment entities that have escaped should be killed without mercy.

"...Intelligent monsters and Category B containment entities or prisoners who surrender or are unable to resist should be captured and returned to the Demon Suppression Tower, while those who continue to resist stubbornly should be killed without mercy.

"...If any bizarre entities or unknown ’variants’ are discovered, cultivators must not directly contact them. Report and await retrieval by the Demon Suppression Tower.

"...Report the list of deceased, retrieved demons, prisoners, and entities to Queyun Palace..."

Yu Sheng rode on Hu Li’s back, carrying an Erin on each shoulder, heading towards Queyun Palace where Xuan Che was located.

Luna walked beside him and Hu Li like a loyal knight.

A flying pumpkin carriage floated low outside the mountain path, with Cinderella sitting inside the carriage, looking out at the forest in the distance where smoke was still rising. Zheng Zhi sat at the front of the carriage, wide-eyed and observing the surroundings.

The long-haired princess also sat on Hu Li’s back beside Yu Sheng, looking up at the pumpkin carriage’s nephew: "Hey, how’s the rift situation?"

She was not referring to the leakage rifts that appeared in the sky above the Cloud Sea and led to the Containment Zone of the Demon Suppression Tower, but rather the enormous black crack that Zheng Zhi first saw, seemingly splitting the entire Qianfeng Ling Mountain.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zhi widened his eyes, observing the direction of the Demon Suppression Tower. After a while, he spoke with some concern: "It’s still visible, a vast black chasm like it split the entire mountain, but the good news is it seems stabilized now—there used to be a lot of branching like a spider web spreading out, now those branches are gone."

The great rift was still there.

Hearing Zheng Zhi’s words, Yu Sheng didn’t speak, only furrowed his brow thoughtfully, while the Erin (Reinforced Steel) on his shoulder immediately looked up and chirped: "Hey, nephew, your ’vision’ seems a bit overpowered, doesn’t it? I feel like your condition can’t just be described as ’high sensitivity’ anymore?"

Zheng Zhi scratched his head: "I don’t know, I just finished basic training last week..."

"To be honest, it’s a bit weird," remarked the long-haired princess sitting next to Yu Sheng after hearing Erin’s comments, nodding seriously, "I’ve been a Spirit Realm detective for years, seen high-sensitivity individuals, even seen those who grew tentacles just by looking at an anomalous entity, but I’ve never heard of a ’High Sensitivity Low Stability’ case like yours. Your eyes seem like they’re always seeing through things... Hey, do you normally see people through a frame?"

Zheng Zhi was stunned for a bit, then finally understood what she meant by "through a frame," and then was utterly amused: "No, it’s not that exaggerated... But my condition is indeed more severe than before. I used to only occasionally see some strange shadows and occasionally take wrong turns down odd paths, but after my uncle’s incident..."

He paused suddenly, then sighed softly.

"Ever since my uncle’s incident, I came into contact with the ’Angel Umbilical Cord,’ and my symptoms worsened immediately. I can see things more clearly, and when I get lost, it’s not just that I take a wrong turn; I can even end up in the Exotic Realm."

"What did the experts in the bureau say?" The long-haired princess asked curiously.

"What can they say? They were surprised, mainly shocked that I’ve lived to grow this big, and amazed that my symptoms were so severe since childhood, yet they have further deteriorated. They say they’ve witnessed the potential of humanity," Zheng Zhi said with a bitter face. "But later, they also said it’s within reason—essentially a change after being exposed to angelic contamination.

"According to the experts, this change is abnormal, but since it relates to the Dark Angel, it’s quite normal.

"Moreover, they said I’m actually lucky; most ordinary people experience much more than a sharp increase in Spiritual Vision after contact with angelic contamination, and almost none remain in human form."

Listening to the never-ending grumble, the long-haired princess couldn’t help but look at Zheng Zhi sympathetically, then confirmed, "Is that rift still there? Has there been any change compared to before?"

"...No change," Zheng Zhi raised his head and glanced toward the Demon Suppression Tower, "It’s completely stabilized—if that counts as good news."

"I suppose that’s good news," Yu Sheng finally broke the silence, sighed, and frowned, "As long as the thing doesn’t expand, at least there won’t be new leaks in the Demon Suppression Tower."

Master Yuan Hao’s voice came from beside, "Do you have any idea what that rift truly is?"

"No clue, but at least I think that thing isn’t just an ordinary ’spatial fissure,’" Yu Sheng shook his head, "I’ve seen spatial fissures, even touched them. I can sense them without looking, but the rift Zheng Zhi ’sees’... should be more complex and abstract."

As he spoke, he glanced up at Master Yuan Hao.

This handsome number one (with Xuan Che as the second) of Qianfeng Ling Mountain was currently flying on a sword, hovering behind Cinderella’s pumpkin carriage.

Honestly, Yu Sheng wasn’t surprised by Sword Flight—he had been interacting with these "Immortals" of Qianfeng Ling Mountain for some time. Though Xuan Che and his master mostly transformed into radiant light to fly around, Yu Sheng occasionally saw Xuan Che or other Spirit Mountain disciples flying on swords for convenience. He was used to it by now, though a bit envious of this skill for showing off.

But flying a chain-saw sword was indeed a different matter...

Yu Sheng couldn’t help but glance at the bottom of Master Yuan Hao’s feet, observing the hard-lined casing of the flying sword, its chain teeth, the trigger structure on the hilt, and the faintly visible steel stamp. He hesitated for a long time before he couldn’t hold it anymore: "...Your sword doesn’t look local?"

Master Yuan Hao laughed upon hearing this, "This sword is indeed not the product of Qianfeng Ling Mountain, but something I acquired by chance during my early travels beyond the region when my Immortal Boat broke down..."

Yu Sheng, just hearing the beginning, waved his hand immediately: "Alright, we know the rest."

Master Yuan Hao smacked his lips, somewhat unsatisfied, "Ah, I have a long story to tell afterward."

As they spoke, the group had already left the mountain path connecting the back mountain. After passing a fragmentary platform emitting blue smoke, Yu Sheng beheld the towering hall of Queyun Palace.

The previous "leak" had caused chaos in many areas of Qianfeng Ling Mountain. Walking all the way from the Cloud Viewing Platform, what Yu Sheng saw was the destruction caused by the released entities and demon beasts. Fortunately, as one of the five major sects on the Taixu Spirit Hub, all the crucial facilities of Qianfeng Ling Mountain had independent and strong protection systems. Besides the overall "Mountain Protection Array," each palace and pavilion in this Immortal Mountain had its own separate "Barrier," which protected the lower-tier disciples with weaker combat abilities at critical moments, creating layers of defense from top to bottom and preserving essential structures, including Queyun Palace.

So at this moment, despite the devastating sights of the surrounding plaza, mountain paths, and pavilions, the grand hall of Queyun Palace still sparkled under the daylight.

Hu Li, taking small strides, stepped over the edge of the shattered plaza and came to Xuan Che, who was organizing junior brothers and sisters in cleaning the battlefield. Yu Sheng peered over Hu Li’s head and glanced down at Xuan Che: "How’s the situation here?"

"Mr. Yu, and Master Uncle," Xuan Che cupped his fists in a greeting, a smile on his face, "Thanks to the assistance of a few Divine Power Giants and many mages, the defensive line in front of Queyun Palace remained intact until the end. We suffered many injuries, but with the protection of the Barrier, there were no fatalities, which is truly fortunate."

Just as these words fell, Yu Sheng heard a wailing voice from a corner of the plaza: "You all didn’t lose anyone—so can you let me die instead! I’d rather die! Ah! How can you be so heartless, you bunch of rogue Daoists..."

Yu Sheng was stunned by the noise. Looking up, he saw a seven-headed giant serpent, over ten meters long, tied into a dead knot by someone, lying on the plaza while cursing...