Chapter 11: Dark Plane, Ai Tutu and Mu Nujiao
Shayuan, the white palace.

Chen Cheng looked at the few materials in the Sumeru Space. Almost half of the materials needed to refine the Seven-Turn Soul-Returning Pill were still missing.

"True Dragon's Reverse Scale, Nine Nether Black Mysterious Bamboo, Purple Sky Vine, Cave Void White Gold Dew."

Many of these materials have long since become extinct in this plane, and there has been no trace of them since they were first seen ten thousand years ago.

"But speaking of the true dragon's reverse scale, I actually remembered a place."

The dark dragon in the Tyrant Mountains must have the dragon's reverse scale in its body. If we can get it, we will have the materials to refine the Seven-Turn Soul-Resisting Pill.

But soon, Chen Cheng dismissed this idea. Although the True Dragon's Reverse Scale was important, if it was not used within three days, the Reverse Scale would soon lose its effect after leaving the True Dragon's body.

Therefore, if Chen Cheng wants to refine the Seven-Turn Soul-Restoring Pill, he must first gather all the other materials.

"There might be some Purple Sky Vine in Tianshan, but the key lies in the Nine Nether Black Bamboo and the Void White Gold Dew. These two things, one is in the dark plane, and the other is in the summoning plane."

If it comes to breaking the void, if it were Chen Cheng a thousand years ago, he would have split the plane crack with a slap long ago. But now Chen Cheng's cultivation has reached the peak. He can do whatever he wants in the magic plane, and the heaven will turn a blind eye and let it go.

But if he wants to destroy the plane channel and disrupt the order, he will inevitably be restrained by the power of law. If the heaven plays tricks on him at that time, he will not be struck to death, but at least his cultivation will be reduced.

"This is difficult to deal with. We must not conflict with the Way of Heaven unless it is absolutely necessary. Otherwise, it will be hard to say whether we can ascend to heaven."

Chen Cheng pondered for a while, then looked up at the ancient king.

"Is there any way for you to enter the dark plane?"

“Emperor Master, to be honest, although I am the King of Hell, the road leading to the Dark Gate is controlled by the Dark King. Only those who are recognized by him or those who are cursed can enter the dark plane.” The ancient king’s deep voice sounded again, mixed with some helplessness.

"On the surface, there are indeed four dark kings in the dark plane, but the Evil Saint King has disappeared for many years, the Shadow King is in hiding, and the position of Pluto is coveted by the one from the Pyramid Empire." Ying Zheng sighed heavily, his tone quite helpless.

"So, the ruling power of the dark plane is now completely ruled by the Dark King alone?" Chen Cheng knocked on the blood throne, his tone calm.

If the Ancient King unified the Undead Empire and returned to the Dark Plane, he could indeed compete with the Dark King. However, his current strength is far from its peak and he cannot compete with the Dark King at all.

"Yes. If I can recover all my strength, I can certainly eradicate the Pyramid Empire and become the true Pluto." The ancient king stood respectfully beside Chen Cheng, as if the latter was the master of the White House.

"Okay, I understand. I will handle this matter. You just need to continue to recover your strength." After saying that, Chen Cheng stood up from the Blood Throne and slowly walked outside.

"Farewell, Imperial Master"

The ancient king bowed slightly with a humble attitude. The only person throughout history who could be so respected by the Lord of the Undead Empire was Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng took a step out of the White House, and then stepped across the Bridge of the Dead. At Chen Cheng's level, he no longer needed any fancy ghostly and phantom body movements. He had reached the state of returning to nature.

In the eyes of others, that is normal walking, but in Chen Cheng's eyes, ten thousand miles is actually no different from one meter.

This is the ultimate simplicity!!
"It seems that being too strong is not always a good thing." Chen Cheng sighed. The Heavenly Dao would not allow an unlimited existence to parade under its nose. If there was one, it must be suppressed. Otherwise, the order would be disrupted and the Heavenly Dao would be hurt.

"Dean Xiao should have a way to the dark plane, so why not go and ask him about it? As for the Purple Sky Vine, it won't be too late to go there later."

Using the technique of shrinking the earth into an inch, Chen Cheng took the next step and arrived in front of the magnificent Mingzhu Gate of Mingzhu Academy.

"Hey, have you heard? Not long ago, our Magic City Guardian, under the leadership of the Forbidden Spell Master, directly crossed thirty nautical miles to execute an emperor-level demon on the spot!"

"Of course, everyone knows this. It is said that even the corpse of that emperor-level demon is full of treasures. Last time, I went to the auction with my uncle, and it was really exciting!"

"Just a piece of Demon Spider King's skull was sold for a whopping 12 billion! Not only that, I also heard that the complete body of the King was sold for nearly 150 billion after it was disassembled."

Chen Cheng listened to the people around him discussing information similar to the White Spider Emperor of Demonic Ruins, but he did not have too many emotions in his heart.

"Excuse me, where is your Dean Xiao's office?" Chen Cheng smiled and walked up to pat one of them on the shoulder, asking gently.

"No, who are you and what do you want to see Dean Xiao for?" The blond man looked Chen Cheng up and down, then asked back with a disdainful tone.

"To be honest, it was Dean Xiao who asked me to be the Dean of the Dimension Department of our school, so."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a sneer. Chen Cheng looked back and saw two women behind him.

Among them was a tall and outstanding woman, who was wearing a black V-neck dress. Her stunningly beautiful face and charming figure attracted the attention of all the opposite sex present.

The latter is just the opposite. She is wearing a pink tights that perfectly outlines her plump figure, and her little face has a slightly chubby look. For some people who like loli, this is simply the most perfect creation.

“Sister Mu, this guy is so boastful. He is about the same age as us, but he fantasizes that he is the dean.” Ai Tutu hugged Mu Nujiao’s arm and shook it gently.

"Tutu, I told you not to talk casually outside, you..." Mu Nujiao tapped Ai Tutu's little head in annoyance, feeling helpless.

"Oh, you said you are the dean of the Dimension Department? Okay, since you said so, then I can take you to see Dean Xiao. Come with me." The blond man gave an auntie smile, then walked in front to take Chen Cheng to find Dean Xiao.

Seeing that someone was leading the way, Chen Cheng naturally would not refuse, so he followed.

When Ai Tutu, who was standing by, saw this, his gem-sized eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's great, Sister Mu. Today we have another gossip to share. Hey, I've already thought of the topic. It's called "A drunk man in Mingzhu claims to be the dean of Mingzhu"

Ai Tutu looked curious and pulled Mu Nujiao to go and take a look.

"Tutu, you again..." Mu Nujiao wanted to say something, but she didn't expect Ai Tutu to be so strong at the moment. She was pulled away by the other party before she could finish her words.

(End of this chapter)