latelenovela Chapter 442
Chapter 442
The group gathered at a street-side shop, which was also bustling with activity. This place specialized in providing "potential treasures," although the accuracy rate was frighteningly low. The shopkeepers always used the excuse that someone must have gotten there first, but the place was still packed with people.
"Looking to buy! Latest intelligence: looking to buy one Fire Cloud Grass, at least 300 years old. Buyer willing to pay 100 military merit points."
"It is said that there is a Holy King Vine in the Valley of Death. Quickly, let's go and take a look."
"You son of a bitch, I recognize you! You're the one selling Death Valley maps, don't run away!"
Amidst the chaos, Zhong Ming glanced around and realized that there were quite a few places claiming to have "Sacred Monarch Vine".
"Brother Yue, are there any places that are close to our route?"
"It shouldn't be... The Holy Monarch Vine grows in places with abundant yang energy, so it shouldn't be in the Valley of Death."
"Alas, fellow Daoist, you are mistaken." A person suddenly appeared from the side, disregarding whether he was being presumptuous or not, and continued speaking, "The Valley of Death is filled with yin energy. As the saying goes, one should embrace yin and yang, for yin and yang coexist. Since the Valley of Death is filled with yin energy, there must be a small area of extremely yang energy... Hey, hey, hey, I'm speaking..."
He was kicked and shoved out by someone.
"Valley of Death..." Zhong Ming stroked his chin, knowing from the name it was no safe place. "Brother Yue, where is Valley of Death?"
"The road in Pingtung is the opposite of ours."
"That's all then. Have you noted down all these places? Let's go."
The four of them bought some basic supplies along the way and then boarded the transport airship.
.....
This is Yunshan Village, a large settlement with a considerable population.
Built against the mountain, the village has become integrated with the entire Miaoyun Mountain over the past few centuries. The terrain is precipitous, and the village houses are even more so.
This place is very close to the flying boat station. Of course, the flying boat station was not built according to the distribution of mortal settlements, but according to the distribution of cultivators' resource points.
This place produces a kind of magical cloud jade, which has a slight calming effect when worn. Legend has it that an ancient god fell here. His enemies were afraid that he would be resurrected by possessing another body, so they brought in a calming object and suppressed him for 99,999 years until his body was completely melted and dissipated by the calming object.
They thought it was the end, but little did they know it was the beginning of another chapter.
During this time, the treasure that was meant to ward off evil developed sentience. When those people tried to take it back, it began to flee, burrowing into the ground and heading south, carving out the entire Miaoyun Mountain Range. Its "master" was forced to deal with it, and fragments of it were scattered along the way.
Therefore, villagers in the surrounding area can often find this local specialty in the mountains.
When the cultivators believed this was a special mineral vein and invited powerful earth magic practitioners to explore it, five years of searching yielded no results. The earth magic practitioners' original words were: "These wondrous cloud jades only exist on the surface, as if they were scattered there by someone."
From then on, the people here had an exchange where they could exchange Miaoyun Jade for everything, and Miaoyun Jade became a second currency.
When Zhong Ming and his group arrived, a group of jade dealers were already eyeing them menacingly.
"Miaoyunyu~"
The moment these people shouted, Zhong Ming used his Flowing Cloud Movement Technique to dash away like a gust of wind.
In the blink of an eye, one of them vanished from their sight. The next moment, one of them, quick as a flash, grabbed his fellow villager and dodged to the side.
"Ouch~"
Xuan Jing, fully armored and carrying Chen Dahai, charged forward like a steel chariot. Those who faced him were so terrified by his imposing aura that their legs went weak and their courage plummeted, causing them to flee to the side.
Although the four moved swiftly, the Foundation Establishment cultivator stationed there glanced at them and then ignored them.
Zhong Ming clasped his hands behind his back, moving incredibly fast but with a relaxed and leisurely demeanor, clearly not using his full strength.
"What was our first task again?"
"Ahead, in Yunshan Village, their village chief said he saw monster droppings somewhere in a ravine and is a little scared, so he's called for help."
"Why don't we just ask someone at the airship station for help with this?"
"You see there are only a few people left at the station; they've all been transferred to the south and the Pingzhou coast."
As Yue Kaishan ran, he spoke, but Zhong Ming didn't understand at all. The exchange here looked quite prosperous. Why not just offer a few Mystic Cloud Stones to get the cultivators to help out?
After running for a short while, they saw a magnificent archway with a huge tree trunk as thick as two people could hug as a pillar, inscribed with the words "Yunshan Village Trading Center Gate".
"arrive?"
"No, it's still a long way off."
After passing through the gate and running for several tens of minutes, we saw an even taller archway that read "Yunshan Village Reception Center Gate".
"Run again!"
Running and passing by for a full hour, crossing two mountains of moderate size, we finally saw an old stone tablet that read, "Yunshan Village is thirty li away."
"No wonder it's called Yunshan Village, it really lives at the height of the clouds."
Zhong Ming looked up and saw towering mountains in front of him, with clouds rising and falling. Wooden walkways were faintly visible on the steep cliffs, and houses and caves were integrated into the cliffs. Carved statues were scattered among the mountains, giving the impression of a grand and powerful sect.
"Wow, this is really impressive! If you hadn't told me, I would have thought we had arrived at the Valley of Ten Thousand Soldiers."
"Cough cough, Wanbing Valley is more lively than here." Chen Dahai recalled some unpleasant memories, after all, his leg was still burning.
go.
Zhong Ming wished he could fly up on his sword as he walked this stretch of road, but he was afraid of getting lost.
The plank road here looks like it goes uphill, but you never know when it might turn and go downhill, flying straight to the houses. If the village's "guest elders" think you're an enemy, that wouldn't be good, since you have to follow the rules when you're in someone else's territory.
At midday, the sun shone brightly.
The village chief was so worried that he couldn't eat lunch.
"Village chief, the bounty we posted has been answered. There are four immortal masters."
"Come on, please come in."
The village chief disregarded all etiquette and rules. The old man picked up his cane and ran, so fast that one might think he was carrying a weapon to defend against the invaders.
Zhong Ming and his companions were arranged to rest in an elegant courtyard. The courtyard was complete with artificial hills, flowers, streams, and stone bridges. It was no easy feat to create such a place in the valley. If the mountain mist were flowing in the early morning, this place would truly be like a fairyland.
In the small pavilion, Yue Kaishan "drank" a cup of tea and shook the teacup with dissatisfaction.
"The tea is good, but there's too little of it."
He picked up the teapot and gestured, "It's not even as big as my rice bowl."
"Immortal Master~~ Immortal Master~~~"
The old village chief ran very fast, swinging his cane and staggering as he rushed over.
The servants dared not walk in front of him, and when they reached the door, they dared not go in. This was the place where immortals rested, and they did not even have the right to show their faces.
Zhong Ming was about to get up to greet him when the old village chief ran to the pavilion, tripped on the steps, cried out "Ouch!", and immediately prostrated himself in a deep bow.