Chapter 6: Green Cloud Black Demon

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  Wang Gan walked on this unfamiliar continent, feeling very fresh. In his previous life, he lived in an era of technological explosion, where there were high-rise buildings and cars everywhere, and he had never seen such a purely ancient and elegant scene.

  He is now in a city called Mingfeng, five hundred miles outside the city is the Mingyu mountain range. According to legend, in the ancient past, a phoenix appeared here, so it was called Mingfeng City.

  The city was very large, nearly a hundred miles in circumference, with walls dozens of feet high. At a glance, the towering walls seemed to reach the clouds, leaving him secretly astonished. To think that walls dozens of feet high were equivalent to dozens of stories, and in this place without advanced technology, it was truly breathtaking. However, he reconsidered and no longer felt surprised, for in this world where cultivators existed, those with profound cultivation could cause mountains to crumble and the earth to shatter with a mere wave of their hand, making even the sturdiest city walls seem insignificant.

  The wide street, about 100 meters long, stretches straight to the distance, with beautiful ancient buildings standing on both sides, pedestrians are crowded, and the scene is prosperous.

  Looking at the scenes in front of him, Wang Gan finally had a feeling of being reborn as a human, with endless vicissitudes.

  He casually found an inn, ordered a table of dishes, and Wang Qian started eating alone. He hadn't eaten for a long time, and this time he had turned his life around and become human again, so he didn't want to deprive himself.

  The inn was bustling with activity, it wasn't just a place to stay. Inside the large hall, there were many rough and bold adventurers eating meat in big chunks and drinking wine from large bowls.

  "Brother, have you heard? Recently, the Muye Mountains not far from Muye City are bustling with activity! Within just three to five days, several groups of martial arts experts have entered. I've heard that in those mysterious mountains, a precious treasure has appeared, which can supposedly make one an immortal!"

  A man wearing a linen garment, sturdy as an iron tower, was bellowing in his thunderous voice in the dining hall, as if afraid that others would not know of his presence.

  The several men at the same table with him also had a dusty and exhausted look on their faces, not only were their eyes shining brightly, but they looked like they had skills in them.

  That burly fellow let out a loud roar and, as expected, attracted the attention of many people, who all cheered him on.

  "What? Is there really a treasure that can make one an immortal?"

  "Isn't that just boasting? The Upper Immortal is an existence of what level, it's the number one master of our Mingfeng City, Wu Guanzong, the Iron Blooded Hand. In the eyes of those flying and escaping Upper Immortals, he would be defeated with just one move!"

  "Huh, you guys don't know about it? I happened to be hunting on the outskirts of the Nether Mountains that day and saw with my own eyes a divine light streaking across the sky. In my opinion, that's an Immortal. Think about it, the treasure that even Immortals pursue can't be ordinary, right?"

  One after another, the voices of shouting and cheering rose, making the man who first spoke even more excited, his dark face showing a faint red color.

  Wang Qian ate the food on the table while listening to these men bragging, and sighed in his heart. These Jianghu figures were just practicing some external hard work or internal martial arts, compared to cultivators, what did they amount to?

  That black tower-like Han saw the atmosphere was even more intense, rolled up his sleeves and heavily slapped the solid wood table with a loud crash, which indeed overwhelmed other sounds.

  "Listen up, everyone! That Mountain of the Underworld, a few nights ago, under the starry sky, with divine light shining brightly... in my opinion, it's definitely not an ordinary thing. We're all heroes on this journey, and such an opportunity is right before our eyes - how can we bear to miss it? If you ask me, once we've eaten our fill and drunk enough, let's go take a look! Who knows, maybe we'll become immortals of the ages and no longer be ordinary humans!"

  The man said excitedly, and even more so with gestures, as if he had already become that immortal. With this encouragement, a large group of martial artists were indeed shocked and stirred up.

  "Hmmph!"

  At this moment, a cold hum, as if in the hearts of everyone, made people dizzy and hot, and suddenly the bustling dining hall became quiet.

  Everyone glared at the source of the sound, which was a young man in white robes sitting at a table by the window in the corner of the wall. His face was as white as jade and very handsome, but his eyes were piercingly bright, adding an air of majesty to him. Beside him sat a woman with bright eyes and white teeth, about twenty years old, with a mischievous and eccentric expression on her face. When she saw the crowd's gaze fall upon them, not only did she show no fear, but instead, her mouth curled up slightly as she let out a soft, flirtatious laugh.

  "Little one, what are you doing here? Are you also after the treasure? Afraid that there are too many of us and you can't compete, so you want to give us a warning shot first?"

  The speaker was that dark-faced man, his pair of bronze bell-like eyes stared, a strong grassy aura came rushing over, as if it were a fierce beast in the mountains, which could burst out and hurt people at any time.

  Wang Gan's eyes scanned, his consciousness stirred, and his gaze was astonished. He discovered that this man and woman were not ordinary people, but two cultivators of the truth. Their bodies had a subtle glow, unlike the internal energy aura emitted by ordinary martial artists. However, their cultivation was not particularly profound, only around the late stage of innate talent. Nevertheless, they emitted a powerful force from within, likely due to possessing a magical treasure.

  "Hey, my senior brother was completely kind-hearted, you didn't appreciate it and instead spoke ill words, really not a good person!"

  That senior brother hadn't spoken yet, but the girl beside him curled her lip and a clear voice rang out through the entire dining hall.

  "Hmph, you'd better speak up, how did he become so kind-hearted? We're just going to search for treasure on our own, what business is it of yours?"

  A martial man couldn't help but ask loudly.

  "With this little martial arts skill, you still want to go to Mingyue Mountain to find treasure? If you can't find the treasure, I'm afraid you'll be caught by those evil cultivators and refined into a treasure!" Hmph!

  That little girl had a coquettish face, although she looked angry, it was also quite beautiful.

  "Alright, junior sister, our mission down the mountain is now complete. It's time for us to return! What's the point of saying these things to these martial artists?"

  The girl was about to say something, but the handsome young man had already stood up and stopped her, pulling her out of the inn's entrance in one step, leaving behind a table of martial artists who stared at the corner where they had been in shock.

  "Heavens, am I seeing things? It vanished in an instant! What kind of qinggong is this?"

  "It was too fast, I didn't even see their shadow!"

  Wang Qian's mouth, which had been moving rapidly, suddenly stopped, and his eyes, gazing out the door, seemed to be deep in thought.

  "Huh? Just now on the way here, most of them were martial artists, how come I've already seen three in just a short while?"

  With doubts in his mind, he no longer had the heart to eat. He now urgently wanted to know some things about the cultivators and see what was going on with the Mingyuan Mountains, so when he met a cultivator, he naturally wanted to investigate further.

  Just as the two siblings had just left, Wang Qian discovered that there was a cultivator following them from the corner of the street outside the inn, seemingly stalking them.

  "Never mind, let's go and take a look, see what's going on in the Xiūzhēn realm first."

  He made up his mind to go and take a look, and Wang Qian no longer lingered over the food on the table. In fact, at this point, even if he had become an ordinary person due to the exercise of the life-and-death wheel, he could still abstain from food. Eating something was purely to satisfy his desires.

  Leaving the inn, Wang Qian followed the two siblings from afar, allowing him to compare his spiritual cultivation with that of human cultivators in the foundation-building stage. The three people naturally couldn't detect his presence.

  All the way through streets and alleys, they finally left the range of Mingfeng City and came to a dense forest thirty miles outside the city.

  "Huh? It seems those two senior brothers and sisters have noticed something."

  Wang Gan was also slightly surprised in his heart, because the place in front of him was densely forested and rarely visited by people, obviously not a prosperous and peaceful road. He had a move in his heart and knew that those two senior brothers and sisters had already discovered someone following them. However, he was very confident that his own tracks could not be detected by these Xiantian cultivators.

  "Come out! You've been following us all along, what kind of rat are you?!"

  That handsome senior brother now had a gloomy face, and with a cold hum, the surrounding void seemed to have entered the Cryogenian period, icy and cold, with a hidden killing intent.

  "Haha, as expected of the chief inner disciple of Qingyun Gate, you indeed have some skills to be able to discover my presence. Not bad, not bad, I originally thought you were just two foolish prey, but it seems I can have a good time playing with you!"

  A night owl-like sound echoed through the jungle, eerie and terrifying, as if a demon had emerged from the underworld, its tone was shrill and frightening.

  A gust of dark wind blew by, and in the midst of the dense forest, a figure suddenly appeared. He was dressed in black, with sunken cheeks and a slender build like a hemp stalk, tall and thin. Only his eyes gleamed green, unlike those of humans, as he stared fiercely at the two young disciples of Qingyun Gate, as if he had spotted some delicious food.

  "Who are you? Why have you been following me?" The handsome man's eyebrows furrowed, his expression growing even colder.

  "Hmph, Zhou Qing, your reputation as the master of the Green Cloud Sword has grown quite large over the years. At a time like this, you still have the leisure to chat idly? Don't tell me you haven't noticed that I'm from Black Magic Mountain. Be sensible and obediently offer up your soul, letting me refine the Black Magic Banner. Otherwise, don't blame me for making it difficult for you to survive!"

  The man in black smiled slyly, as if he had completely taken control of these two people.

  As expected, Zhou Qing's face changed drastically as soon as he heard this, and his heart was secretly crying out in distress. Although he had some guesses, now that the reality was laid out before him, he still felt a sense of being caught off guard.

  The Black Demon Sect of the Black Demon Mountain is the number one demonic sect in the Tianyuan Continent. The cultivators of this sect have always been ruthless and merciless, using any means necessary to increase their cultivation.

  Each of the disciples at their gate had refined a black magic banner, which was made from the essence and blood of a cultivator's body. The souls of those killed were trapped inside, and the more cultivators killed, the higher the cultivation level of the dead, the greater the power of the black magic banner. It could be said to be an extremely evil magic weapon. If it were just him alone, with his Qingyun Sword and Zhou Qing's cultivation, he wouldn't be without a chance to fight back. The key was that this time, he had also brought his junior sister apprentice, and her identity was not ordinary. In the Qingyun Gate, she was also the supreme princess, and no one dared to provoke her. If there were any losses this time, he couldn't imagine how much turmoil it would stir up in the Qingyun Mountains. As for himself, the consequences would be even more worrying.

  "Ah, so you're the leader of the Black Magic Sect? You really do look like a demon king. Brother, hurry up and kill him! Isn't it what Father always told me to do when I'm out training, to slay demons and eliminate evil?"

  A little girl in a light green dress, with a string of bells on her hand, was now dancing and shouting, pointing at the black magic cultivator, wanting to slay the demon and eliminate evil. The tinkling sound of the bells echoed through the desolate forest, eerily.

  At this scene, Wang Qian almost burst out laughing. He had walked all the way here and had also figured out a bit of the situation, but he hadn't expected that this little girl would be so cute. Seeing the extremely evil Black Demon Cult disciple, not only was she not afraid, but she was also loudly demanding that his senior brother slay the demon and eliminate the evil, it was simply naive to the extreme.