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Chapter 448: The Golden Horned Dragon's Sanctuary (Part 2)
Chapter 448: The Golden Horned Dragon's Sanctuary (Part 2)
It's best to hand it over willingly, or else, bear the consequences."
Jiang Bi Huang let out a huff, "Feng Yun, you're being too arrogant. The rules of the Yin-Yang Realm are clear—whoever finds something gets to keep it. You want it? Are you dreaming? Do you think this is the Only Righteous Sect?"
As soon as he spoke, Feng Yun immediately recognized his voice. "Jiang Bi Huang, I know it's you. You're not going to give it to me, right? Fine, fine, fine. After we leave, it's not just about that herb anymore. Remember that."
Without waiting for Jiang Bi Huang's response, Feng Yun disappeared into the darkness.
The other party consisted of five people, and they were from the Heavenly Palace, familiar with the Yin-Yang Realm. They specialized in distinguishing friend from foe in the darkness and possessed a powerful combined sword formation.
He was no match for them.
There was no need to persist in fighting.
There would be other opportunities.
Feng Yun left.
Jiang Bi Xiao was a little worried. "Brother, it seems like the Only Righteous Sect's Feng Yun is planning to get back at us."
Jiang Bi Huang smiled faintly. "Do we, the Heavenly Palace, fear the Only Righteous Sect? Besides, the Yin-Yang Realm has its trial rules. I've never heard of someone threatening others by revealing their identity. Feng Yun is taking himself too seriously."
Several disciples of the Heavenly Palace nodded in agreement.
Indeed, that was the case.
The Yin-Yang Realm had its trial rules.
If everyone acted like Feng Yun, wouldn't it be enough for the Heavenly Palace disciples to just reveal their identities during disputes with others?
Wanting others' things and expecting them to be handed over just by mentioning their names? That's not how the world works.
Feng Yun had already reached another location.
His eyes were clear, showing no signs of anger. Naturally, he was aware of the Yin-Yang Realm's rules.
But... he was making plans for the future.
After leaving, there would be negotiations with the Heavenly Palace.
At that time, it would be a reason for conflict—the people of the Heavenly Palace had taken his things.
This reason could be big or small, a step forward or a step back.
They could be magnanimous or pushy. As for what was taken and the circumstances at the time, wouldn't it be up to him to decide with a single word? Although the Only Righteous Sect didn't need to be reasonable, they would definitely deploy high-level elders, and which elder wouldn't want to save face?
No matter how poor Feng Yun's excuse was, at that time, it would be a reason to take action—for the sake of face!
Feng Yun had a perfect plan for this.
Do you think I came here just for the benefits?
Wrong!
I came here with countless purposes. Obtaining some heavenly materials and treasures is just the tip of the iceberg...
It wasn't just Feng Yun.
Yan Bei Han, Yin Yunxiao, Lan Xinxue, and others were also doing the same thing.
If they found something, they kept it. If others found something, they went to take it.
After all, this was also part of the rules.
Whoever found something got to keep it.
In the darkness, there weren't many people talking, but there were quite a few engagements.
After all... the heavenly materials and treasures emitted a shimmering white light, making them easy to spot.
There were guardian spirit beasts, but for some reason, they didn't seem very strong, and they appeared rather lazy, making them easy to deal with.
The greatest danger came from the other trial participants.
In a short time, aside from a few unlucky ones killed by the Demon Wolf King, many disciples from various sects had already perished inside.
When everyone took action, they did so silently.
Whenever there was any sound, it was almost always a scream of agony—the last sound in this world and a final farewell to the world and their lives!
...
Fang Che searched far and wide, and indeed, he had gone a bit too far.
But this was understandable. After being chased relentlessly by the Demon Wolf King for half a day, Fang Che had left the others far behind, several thousand kilometers away. It was only right for him to do so.
So, the motivation for people came from pressure, and the greatest motivation was the pressure of life and death.
The Black and White Impermanence chased after you, and as long as they caught up, they would take you away. Anyone could run at a speed close to that of a world champion. For example, if the national football team played like this, they would be executed if they didn't score...
But Fang Che was too far ahead of the trial participants, which resulted in no one trying to snatch things from others.
He carefully examined his surroundings.
All around him were the Yin-Yang Realm's signature tall black trees, and there wasn't even a hint of wind.
"Where are the heavenly materials and treasures? Liar!"
Fang Che was furious.
Wasn't it said that there were many here?
Finally...
In the distance, a faint white light flickered.
Fang Che excitedly flew towards it.
Whoosh.
Something emerged, and a chilling ghostly intent rushed towards his face.
Fang Che swung his sword, slicing the approaching entity with a dull force, as he wanted to hear the landing sound of this Yin-Yang Realm's demon beast.
If it landed silently, it would be terrible.
He heard the thing he struck emit a hissing sound as it flew out, letting out a painful screech. It continued until it crashed into a tree dozens of zhang away, making a loud 'hong' sound, and then fell to the ground with a 'pata' noise.
Only then did Fang Che feel relieved.
He approached and took a closer look.
It was a strange ginseng that resembled a carrot.
The ginseng leaves were similar to those in the outside world, except these leaves were black.
On top were eighteen purple ginseng fruits.
There were more than thirty leaves.
Fang Che spread his divine perception, and using its power, he thoroughly scanned the area around the strange ginseng's roots, several zhang deep, with his spirit energy.
He confirmed that there were no more demon beasts lurking.
Then, he thrust his sword into the ground.
Spirit energy flowed through the sword, entering the earth. A slight tremor followed.
He grabbed a ginseng leaf with one hand, channeled spirit energy into it, and with a slight tug, the entire ginseng was in his hand.
"It's huge!"
Fang Che's eyes lit up with delight. The ginseng's head was densely covered with buds, too numerous to count, and its body was as thick as a carrot, already possessing a head and limbs, like a little doll.
Its eyes remained tightly shut.
The ginseng's roots were not very numerous, making it appear smooth. The strange thing about this ginseng was that half of it was black, while the other half was snow-white!
This was incredibly peculiar.
Fang Che didn't stare at it for long; he took one glance and stored it in his spatial ring.
In this environment, holding something that emitted a faint white light in his hand was like asking to be robbed.
He continued walking forward.
Ever since discovering this ginseng, Fang Che felt as if he had opened a door of good fortune. Not long after, he noticed a faint glow in the distance.
After dealing with the monster, he took out the spirit herb.
Fang Che carefully calculated the time; in about two hours, he had discovered more than ten of them.
Moreover, most of them were this black and white ginseng.
There was only one herb that was very peculiar, resembling a phoenix spreading its wings, ready to take flight. Its body was also filled with vibrant colors.
Fang Che was especially careful in collecting this herb.
Although he didn't know what it was or its effects, just by looking at how delicately it grew, he knew it was extraordinary.
Moreover, the guardians of this herb were an extremely powerful pair of monsters, much more challenging to deal with than those guarding the black and white ginseng.
As Fang Che passed by...
The ground rumbled, and white bones tried to emerge, but for some unknown reason, they only managed to rise halfway before retreating back into the ground.
Then, the ground became completely calm...
In the air, the Golden Horned Dragon felt a bit disappointed as it looked at the ground, wondering why nothing had emerged. It had no choice but to head in another direction.
At this moment, in various places, skeletons had already emerged from the ground in the Yin-Yang Realm, clacking as they walked around.
They had already begun to engage in combat with the disciples of various sects who had entered for their trial.
However, these sect disciples all felt something strange.
Although these white-boned skeletons were not weak, they were different from what was recorded in the legends, and their power was much weaker.
According to the records, these skeletons were extremely formidable, and one should flee upon encountering them.
The strength of the skeleton soldiers was generally around the Lord Rank.
Even some skeleton kings were so powerful that they could destroy mountains and sever peaks.
But now, it seemed that they were just like this, and basically, everyone could easily defeat them, turning them into a pile of ashes.
Even the Yin-Yang Realm monsters guarding the spirit herbs were not as powerful as described in the records.
For a moment, the disciples of various sects undergoing their trials in the Yin-Yang Realm were all a bit bewildered.
After experiencing the powerful monsters in the outside world and the precarious days that followed, once they entered the even more dangerous Yin-Yang Realm as described in the records, the difficulty suddenly decreased tenfold!
Such a thing was truly bizarre.
Everyone was clueless about the reason.
They could only fight while cautiously defending themselves. This suspicion and paranoia also caused everyone's speed to slow down.
Under these circumstances, it was advantageous for Feng Yun, Yan Bei Han, and Dong Yun Yu, who knew nothing.
They charged forward without any regard for consequences.
In the air above the dark nether mist, the Golden Horned Dragon's body had already reached several hundred zhang, moving silently.
It quickly devoured a large amount of death energy, malevolent qi, and nether qi.
Wherever it passed, the skeleton soldiers on the ground suddenly became powerless...
Soon.
Everyone who had entered felt they had reached their limits.
They needed to rest.
Humans were strange creatures; after getting used to a lifestyle of sleep and rest, even in the pitch-black Netherworld, they would generally feel tired at the time they usually rested when they reached the outside world.
Moreover, this fatigue would become increasingly heavy.
Many sects were sending out their unique gathering signals.
They called for all surviving disciples to gather, stick together, and begin taking turns to stand guard.
Feng Yun and Yan Bei Han took this opportunity to rush several thousand li deep into the heart of the area, completely distancing themselves from the disciples of the Reclusive Sect.
Then, they found a large tree, climbed onto a branch, set up prohibitions around themselves, and began to rest.
Dong Yun Yu, on the other hand, stealthily made his way towards a certain sect's gathering point...
Several hours later.
Suddenly, there was a commotion.
The sound of battle erupted.
Two disciples of the Snowflake Palace were killed by Dong Yun Yu, who then took their spatial rings. But Dong Yun Yu also found himself surrounded by the Snowflake Palace disciples.
"Despicable thief!"
The Snowflake Palace disciples went crazy, "Who are you?"
Dong Yun Yu fought while retreating.
He said coldly, "I am Feng Yun of the Only Me Righteous Sect. Do you dare to kill me?"
Feng Yun's name indeed carried a powerful aura of intimidation, and the Snowflake Palace disciples all felt a chill in their hearts.
Dong Yun Yu seized the opportunity to break through the encirclement with several intense clashes, and he escaped, disappearing from sight.
The Snowflake Palace disciples, upon realizing what had happened, desperately chased after him, "So what if you're from the Only Me Righteous Sect? You scoundrel! Feng Yun! As the First Young Master of the Only Me Righteous Sect, are you so shameless?"
"How do we know you're not an imposter?"
"Despicable and shameless! The Only Me Righteous Sect is indeed so despicable and shameless!"
Some doubted because directly declaring one's name was indeed a bit stupid. But with nothing visible at the moment, they had to find a target to vent their anger.
And Feng Yun had that qualification.
Just as the Snowflake Palace disciples said, 'Why is Feng Yun not afraid to declare his name? Isn't that how the Only Me Righteous Sect is?' With such rumors spreading, even if he wasn't Feng Yun, he would become Feng Yun...
But no matter how they cursed, Dong Yun Yu had already disappeared without a trace.
Holding the two spatial rings, which already had seven items inside, he opened them to inspect their contents.
Then, he transferred everything inside into his spatial ring.
He casually tossed away two spatial rings.
Anyway, I can't bring them out... and they're evidence of the crime.
Why keep them?
Listening to the distant angry curses of the Snowflake Palace disciples, he felt the surging hatred.
Dong Yun Yu shook his head contentedly, "I should find a place to sleep... damn, they're cursing Feng Yun, what does it have to do with me, Dong Yun Yu?"
He left leisurely.
So carefree.
...
Fang Che felt incredibly energized due to the Wolf Deity Grass, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of fatigue.
He diligently continued his search.
He had already collected forty to fifty Black and White Ginseng, and now he was plucking them like weeds.
There were also seven to eight strange-looking herbs, and Fang Che didn't recognize them, but their unique shapes indicated they were valuable.
He even found a peculiar Spirit Fungus.
It was palm-sized, half white and half black, and surprisingly, a skeleton face was etched on the Spirit Fungus's leaves.
The stem was also half black and half white.
When Fang Che collected this Spirit Fungus, he encountered countless Golden Headed Ants, each as long as an arm.
These ants were incredibly tough, and when Fang Che slapped one, it didn't die; it flew away as soon as he released his hand.
It took two or three sword strikes to kill one.
Fang Che was forced to use Netherworld Gun.
As soon as he held the gun, he felt something different.
It felt heavier.
Moreover, the gun felt more comfortable in his hands, giving him a sense that it had become a part of his body.
But the heaviness made him feel like he could collide with a mountain using this gun.
It was an incredible feeling.
With the gun in hand, nothing in the world mattered.
He thrust the gun forward, and a deep, dark light flashed at the tip. Upon contact with the gun's tip, a Golden Headed Ant silently exploded into a cloud of powder.
It was incredibly easy.
Fang Che was even surprised himself.
How did the Netherworld Gun Technique become so powerful? But he didn't have time to think as the Golden Headed Ants swarmed towards him.
He calmly unleashed the Netherworld Gun Technique.
Puff, puff, puff...
In just half a teacup's time, all the Golden Headed Ants met their demise.
He carefully searched for a while, confirmed there were no more, and then carefully collected this peculiar Spirit Fungus.
Only then did he begin to examine the Netherworld Gun.
Gradually, he noticed changes in the gun; it seemed... the feeling of 'thickness, density, depth, and ferocity' was much stronger than before.
Ten times stronger! The formation of the Netherworld Gun was due to Fang Che's painstaking cultivation.
Every step of its transformation was clear to him.
Even when he first entered the Yin Yang Realm, he carefully observed its cultivation.
Later, after encountering Yan Bei Han, he didn't continue observing, cultivating, or refining it, but instead kept it in his Divine Perception Space.
But at this moment, the Netherworld Gun had changed significantly compared to when he first entered the Yin Yang Realm.
If the newly formed Netherworld Gun was just a gun, a weapon,
Then, by the time he killed Shang Gongzi, it had become a sharp weapon.
When he entered the Yin Yang Realm, it had become a deadly weapon.
But now, the Netherworld Gun had become a spiritual weapon.
This was a clear path of transformation.
However, this transformation was too sudden and rapid.
He carefully sensed every change, and his eyebrows furrowed.
Well, other things aside.
Why was the death energy and malevolent Qi so heavy, especially at the gun's tip? It was as if a Netherworld was contained within.
He sank into the Divine Perception Space.
"Little Dragon."
Fang Che called out.
In the Divine Perception Space, a thumb-sized sprite hopped over.
Its eyes looked at Fang Che with a cute expression.
The Golden Horned Dragon was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's the Little Dragon?"
The sprite began to gesture.
After communicating for a while, Fang Che finally understood: the Golden Horned Dragon had gone out to work.
Work?
Fang Che was perplexed.
What? The Golden Horned Dragon entered the Yin Yang Realm and secretly found a job without telling me? This sounds so unreliable. And what kind of work involves them eating death energy, Nether Qi, and malevolent Qi?
Fang Che asked about the job, but the sprite couldn't answer.
Fang Che had no choice but to wait.
After a while, the Golden Horned Dragon waddled in, its belly bloated.
It kept burping.
As soon as it entered Fang Che's perception, he grabbed it, "What have you been doing?"
A moment later, Fang Che watched as the Golden Horned Dragon kept spitting out death energy, Nether Qi, and malevolent Qi...
Fang Che's mouth twitched.
He was speechless.
You two call this going out to work?
Isn't this just going out to rob people?
You made it sound so grand.
Seeing the Golden Horned Dragon eating until it was exhausted, Fang Che couldn't bear to disturb this pitiful 'worker'.
Moreover, he understood why the Netherworld Gun had changed so much.
In a place like the Yin Yang Realm, with the presence of the Golden Horned Dragon, it was like a mouse in a rice jar, constantly converting energy. It was surprising that the Netherworld Gun hadn't changed much.
This was a great blessing.
"Go eat, you only have less than a year left."
"I'll eat as much as I can."
Fang Che removed the restrictions on the Golden Horned Dragon and encouraged it, "Don't be afraid, and don't worry. This place is yours now. Eat however you want, even if you eat this world to its collapse, it's your ability!"
(End of Chapter)
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