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Thunder Sound City was the last settlement before reaching Extreme West Land. After passing through the Blissful Mountain Range, one would arrive at Extreme West Land. However, this very Blissful Mountain Range had claimed the lives of countless cultivators, including those of Nascent Soul Ancestors.
Zuo Dao had stayed at Thunder Sound Manor for a few days and successfully acquired the Thunderstone. For Zuo Dao, it was merely a transaction, especially since what he offered in exchange was not an ordinary item but a scroll of cultivation insights. Although it was somewhat incomplete, it was precisely what Nian Leiyin needed, resulting in a mutually satisfying agreement.
Nian Leiyin, eager to establish goodwill, gifted Zuo Dao a map of the Blissful Mountain Range—an item that had never appeared on the market and was thus incredibly valuable. Zuo Dao gladly accepted it and casually promised to visit often, which delighted Nian Leiyin greatly.
After bidding farewell to Nian Leiyin, the group resupplied within the city and set off directly toward Extreme West Land. They had a month to traverse the Blissful Mountain Range before meeting up with Yan Zhen and others.
The dangers of the Blissful Mountain Range stemmed from the myriad of bizarre beasts that inhabited the mountains. There were even rumors of encounters with spirit beasts within the range. Bizarre beasts were distinct from spirit beasts; the latter referred to those extraordinary creatures that had developed intelligence.
Once these bizarre beasts gained intelligence, they could cultivate. Their cultivation differed from that of humans, and powerful spirit beasts could even awaken inheritances—an existence akin to immortals. Only bizarre beasts possessing ancient celestial bloodlines could undergo such transformations, yet no one knew how to distinguish them.
As soon as Zuo Dao stepped into the Blissful Mountain Range, he felt a refreshing and ancient aura envelop him. The entire range was interconnected in a way that could only be described as "extraordinary," with its unique mountain shapes and meanings.
The peaks varied in height and resembled clouds, objects, or even people. Zuo Dao had never imagined that mountains could exhibit such diverse forms. The interplay of distance and elevation created a captivating landscape.
Leading the way were Fengzi and Mozi; their earth attributes served as navigational aids within the mountains, while their companion was directionally challenged and lost all sense of direction upon entering the range. This provided much amusement for everyone.
During their time in Thunder Sound City, Nian Wuyin had shared many secrets about Extreme West Land with them and vaguely mentioned that her master had perished prematurely due to severe injuries sustained in the mountains.
After several days in the mountains, Zuo Dao finally encountered his first bizarre beast—the Windstrider Bloodwolf.
This creature had no remarkable traits aside from its incredible speed; its medicinal and culinary value was low. Zuo Dao found it uninteresting. When Second Ancestor unleashed his aura, the blood wolf, which ruled over a ten-mile radius, was so frightened that it fled with its tail between its legs. "The Blissful Mountain Range doesn't seem as dangerous as they say," Zuo Dao mused, feeling somewhat disappointed as he had expected more excitement. After passing through several areas and consuming plenty of wild game, he still hadn’t found what he sought.
Extreme West Land—Paradise—was now welcoming five young cultivators: Zuo Dao's senior brothers and sisters.
As Yan Zhen and the others arrived, they were stunned by their surroundings.
They were aware that there were no cities in Extreme West Land before coming here, but witnessing this scene was overwhelmingly shocking.
On a vast plain estimated to span over a thousand miles, countless tents stretched endlessly into the distance. A myriad of colors danced before their eyes while numerous sounds echoed around them.
Around them were various cultivators in strange attire, moving back and forth.
"My senior brother, is this really Extreme West Land? Are you sure you didn't take a wrong turn?" Ping expressed his disbelief at what he was seeing.
"Are you looking for death? Even if my senior brother makes a mistake, Dragon Brother wouldn't lead us astray. Right, Dragon Brother?" The first part of the statement was directed at Ping by Yan Hong, while the latter was aimed at the sword on Yan Zhen's back.
Talking to a sword and calling it "Dragon Brother." If Zuo Dao were here, he would recognize at a glance that the sword on Yan Zhen's back was the Celestial Artifact—Great Dragon Sword.
"I didn't mean it that way." Ping panicked; as long as it involved "Dragon Brother," he would definitely lower his stance a hundredfold. He had suffered enough during those unbearable training days.
"Alright, let's find a place to wait for the ambulance to meet up with us." With that, Yan Zhen lifted his leg and walked into the crowd, and everyone hurriedly followed.
Paradise was the only patch of greenery in Extreme West Land; everywhere else was vast yellow sand. Even a Golden Core Cultivator wouldn't dare to walk on this sand for long, as the dangers here surpassed even those of the Extreme West Mountains.
Paradise also had an unwritten rule—only the strong could survive. There were no rules here; everything revolved around strength. At the same time, Paradise produced some rare materials and treasures that the cultivators living here relied on for their cultivation.
There were no minerals in Paradise; herbs became the mainstream resource of this land.
As the five walked through the crowd, they noticed this peculiar phenomenon but remained silent. They felt many unfriendly gazes wandering around them.
Regarding Paradise, the Drunken Old Man didn't say much to them, only uttering one sentence.
"Do your best to keep your lives safe and meet up with Zuo Dao."
This brief statement clarified many things. The five were now on high alert, and even talkative Yan Hong obediently followed her sister closely.
Suddenly, Yan Zi led her sister aside to dodge a sneaky hand trying to grope them. She merely glanced at it without much concern. Yan Zhen frowned slightly at this scene.
"Hey, not bad! You guys are pretty quick, aren't you?" A burst of laughter rang out.
Taku Mukai happened to be bored today and had come out with a group of friends looking for some fun. Since he still had some influence in this area, he felt emboldened to act recklessly.
Having grown accustomed to the rough and bold women of Paradise, he was suddenly struck by the sight of two pure and adorable girls before him; it felt like a refreshing drink of ice-cold brew on a hot day.
The opponent's group of five people were not very high in cultivation, but they were only in the early stages of the All-Colored Golden Core. With his own mid-stage Golden Core strength, it’s not easy to catch him. He didn't care that "salty pig hand" didn't succeed. "I wonder where these two girls come from? Next, Taku Mukai is quite famous in this area. I wonder if there is anything I can do for you two." Taku Mukai tries to be as elegant as possible. But his tall and thick figure and rat-like eyes completely betrayed him. Looking at the disgust and fear in the eyes of the people around them, the five of them didn't know the character of the self-proclaimed Taku Mukai in front of them. Yan Hong was too lazy to answer, picked up Yan Hong and left. Teng Chong Heping had already moved in front of Shuang Shu. "Thank you Mr. Tuo for your kindness. We have nothing to do with you." Ping said coldly, suppressing the anger in his heart. "Did I ask you? Who do you think you are? I'm asking the two girls." Taku Mukai felt very unhappy. Although Teng Chong was not handsome in height, he was born in a famous family, and his temperament was definitely not Taku MukaiThis kind of nouveau riche can have. The more he looked at it, the more unhappy he became. Just as he was preparing to speak, he heard a colder voice ringing in his ears. "Get out or die?" ()
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