Chapter 112: I Want to Go to Your World

Kunsha smiled and said, "I am glad you young friends are finding yourselves comfortable here!" He nodded at Yang Fan and his companions, then continued, "I will not beat around the bush. I wish to go to your world. Do you have any way to make that happen?"

Yang Fan and the others exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock.

Was he really being this blunt? Was there no preamble whatsoever?

Yang Fan looked at Li Xianyi, and Li Xianyi looked at Yang Fan. In each other’s eyes, they saw the same surprise, confusion, and fear.

This was not merely a question of whether Kunsha could travel to Earth; it was a matter of whether Earth had the capacity to withstand the arrival of someone of Kunsha’s strength.

If it were just Kunsha, a Rank Ten powerhouse, it might be manageable. But it wouldn't just be him. The Kunlun Secret Realm had a vast population, and Kunsha was certainly not the only powerhouse among them. If Kunsha could enter Earth, what about the others?

Over the past few days, Yang Fan and his group had learned a bit about the Kunlun Secret Realm. There were eighty-nine major tribes, each with its own experts, and hundreds of smaller tribes. While the smaller ones were not as formidable as the major ones, their sheer numbers could not be ignored.

What if all these powerhouses and tribes flooded into Earth? Yang Fan dared not imagine it. Earth was already struggling in a war against the Dark Realm and was currently on the losing side. If these people poured in—well-intentioned or not—Earth would be caught in a pincer attack.

Yang Fan never thought too highly of human nature. Having weathered the storms of life, he had seen too much of its ugliness; what would people not do for the sake of profit?

Seeing their silence, Kunsha continued, "Do not overthink this, my young friends. The great world outside, as you describe it, is filled with experts; my meager strength should be nothing compared to them! I only wish to see the outside world and experience the feeling of a complete world."

Kunsha gazed deeply at them. Ever since the Envoy of the Forbidden Land had arrived, he had made up his mind: he would enter the outside world, no matter the cost. It was vital for his own growth, the capital for his revenge, and the potential advancement of his entire tribe. He could not abandon this plan.

Yang Fan and the others were at a loss for words. It was all too sudden, and this was not a decision they had the authority to make.

After a long pause, Yang Fan said, "Senior, you wish to enter our world, but we juniors have no say in the matter. We lack the authority to decide whether you may enter, and frankly, we do not even know how to return to our own world ourselves."

Kunsha smiled. "I know you lack the authority to grant me entry, and I do not expect you to take me there directly. I am asking if you can send someone back to carry a message to the powerhouses of your world to see what they have to say. As for how to leave, the Envoy of the Forbidden Land mentioned that one must return the way they came. We have already located the spot where you arrived."

Just as he finished speaking, a dozen more people walked through the door. Yang Fan and his group looked over and saw that they were all foreigners—blond hair, blue eyes, white skin. They were undoubtedly Europeans.

"These are the second group of people from overseas," Yang Fan thought to himself.

Upon seeing Yang Fan’s group, these people acted as if they had seen long-lost family, chattering away in a flurry of noise that Yang Fan could barely understand. Li Xianyi stepped forward to communicate with them.

Afterward, Li Xianyi turned to Yang Fan. "They are part of the second group. Like us, they were attacked by exotic beasts upon entering the secret realm. They were rescued by the Kunpeng tribe yesterday, but due to the language barrier, they were not treated very well."

Watching the interaction, Kunsha remarked, "Their appearance is very similar to the Bird-Human tribe here. Yesterday, our tribesmen mistook them for scouts from that tribe. Since we could not understand their babbling, we thought they were feigning madness, so we used some... measures. Young friend Li, please convey my apologies to them."

Li Xianyi relayed the message. At first, the Europeans were quite indignant, but once Li Xianyi explained the extent of Kunsha’s power, they immediately turned docile, nodding and bowing with sycophantic smiles, as if the furious shouting from moments ago had never happened.

Watching from the side, Yang Fan felt his teeth itch. It was absurd; they were all just bullies who feared the strong and picked on the weak. Ignoring them, Yang Fan asked Li Xianyi, "Do they remember the entrance?"

Li Xianyi continued to converse with the Europeans. After a while, he turned back and said, "They remember. They can lead us out."

Yang Fan felt a wave of joy, but his expression soon fell. There was still a Rank Ten Martial Emperor in the room, and their departure depended entirely on him. Judging by his tone, he had no intention of letting them all go; he would surely keep some as hostages.

At best, they would be allowed to send a few people out to deliver the message.

Yang Fan sighed inwardly. The situation was forced, and there was no other way.

Seeing them finish their conversation, Kunsha cleared his throat and said, "My young friends, I believe we are done here. I wonder, are you willing to help me with this request?"

He placed a clear emphasis on the word "willing." Yang Fan and Li Xianyi felt helpless, while Hu Dao and the others looked dejected. Everyone understood that Kunsha would not let everyone leave; he would definitely keep some behind.

Those who would be allowed to leave would likely be Yang Fan or Li Xianyi, as they had the most significant backgrounds and could speak with authority. Moreover, the person guarding the gate to the Kunlun Secret Realm was Zhang Daoyi, a Rank Ten Martial Emperor and the principal of the Magic City Cultivation Academy, where both Yang Fan and Li Xianyi were students.

Yang Fan nodded at Li Xianyi and said to Kunsha, "Senior, we understand your request. We are willing to help, but we cannot guarantee that our world will agree to your terms."

Kunsha nodded. "As long as you are willing to help, that is enough. I will provide sufficient tokens of goodwill." He stood up and added, "Since you have agreed, wait a few more days. I will prepare some things for you to take with you."

With that, Kunsha turned and left, paying them no further mind. Kunli looked at the group and said, "You should go back and rest. If you are bored, feel free to tour our tribe’s city. Take whatever catches your eye; put it all on the account of the Chieftain’s Residence. You must take something back with you after coming all this way."

Yang Fan and the others nodded, sighed at the bewildered Europeans, and began to take their leave.