"Disciple," said Daoist Wuchen, lying down and gazing at the starry sky.
"What's wrong?" Ye Tian asked.
"You should treat your Junior Brother Su better from now on," said Daoist Wuchen.
"Why are you suddenly saying that?" Ye Tian was a little puzzled.
Looking at the three magical treasures that had been refined to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, Daoist Wuchen's lips twitched slightly as he said, "In short, be good to him. There's no other reason; I just want to care for your little junior brother."
“That makes sense. So, will you still stop your junior brother from refining magic weapons?” Ye Tian asked.
"I have always supported your junior brother, so please don't talk nonsense," Wuchen Daoist said in a grand and solemn manner.
Ye Tian couldn't help but twitch his lips. This was a fence-sitter, terrifying indeed.
[Ding! The magical artifact's spiritual energy has obeyed the host's wishes and increased into the Hidden Spirit Stone, successfully raising its cultivation level to the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.]
A mechanical voice rang in Ye Tian's ears, and he threw the underwear-sized stone outside Baizong Pass.
Like clouds and mist, the Hundred Sects vanished without a trace.
Liu Luolan was lost in thought, and said with some melancholy, "I have already written to the patriarchs of each sect, asking them to send people down to collect food regularly. Other than that, they should not leave the sect. But after this parting, I don't know when I will be able to meet the Cloud Mist Mountains again."
"I only gave the location of the pass to a handful of people. The mountain won't disappear. We'll come back after we've dealt with things and become stronger. We'll definitely teach those Wu Dynasty people a lesson!" Daoist Wuchen said solemnly.
"Where are you going, Huan Qingsha? Where is the place you mentioned?" Ye Tian asked.
"Fengchao, the desolate city!" Huan Qingsha gazed into the distance, her eyes wide, and said firmly.
...
The Feng Dynasty had eight prefectures and six cities, and Huangcheng was one of them. It was originally a place for exiling war criminals in ancient times, and later, fugitives from various places also fled to this place, where they mixed together in a chaotic manner.
This desolate city is now known as the "eight no-man's-land," where anyone, whether a murderer, arsonist, rapist, or plunderer, or even a vicious criminal or a member of a demonic sect, can change their ways and start a new life once they go to the desolate city.
However, because of this, while the city is in utter chaos, it also strictly adheres to its own rules, thus establishing a way for these headless flies wandering outside the rules of the secular dynasty to survive.
"You mean this lousy place is where you know someone?" Ye Tian was dumbfounded. He had originally thought it would be a beautiful, idyllic place with birdsong and fragrant flowers. He imagined having a powerful backer protecting them, and then finding an opportunity to recruit that backer into the Ruthless Sect, which would allow them to gain a massive amount of experience.
Now Huan Qingsha actually has the nerve to tell him it's a deserted city. What can you possibly do in such a desolate, godforsaken place?
"Let's go home," Ye Tian said.
Anyway, the Cloud Mist Mountains won't be discovered if they hide inside the great formation, and even if they are, there's a protective formation for the mountains.
It's okay, you'll always survive.
Huan Qingsha's forehead creased with annoyance. Her senior brother was truly rebellious.
She hurriedly advised, "Senior brother, we've already been targeted by the Martial Dynasty. If the Cloud Mist Mountain Range is surrounded, we won't be able to obtain resources from the Hundred Sects, and our cultivation speed will slow down. It will be a long time before we can take revenge. Although this desolate city is a bit chaotic, danger and opportunity coexist."
"Oh?" Ye Tian seemed somewhat intrigued upon hearing this.
Gu Nishang then spoke up: "In the desolate city, the strong are always respected, and what the powerful say is always right. The rules here are also very strict, and fighting and killing within the city are absolutely forbidden."
"Moreover, there is a curfew at night, and anyone who goes out will be beheaded."
"Several experts at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level were surrounded and killed by their men for violating this rule."
It doesn't make sense that a Grand Luo Golden Immortal would be surrounded and killed.
Ye Tian couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this a no-man's-land? Who made the rules? And who is maintaining them?"
Gu Nishang described it this way: "This is the toilet of the Feng Dynasty. These people are a cancer to the dynasty. Leaving them in the desolate city is to let them digest themselves."
"This inevitably leads to duels, and through these duels, some strong individuals emerge. With strong individuals come followers, and those who want to survive must abide by the rules set by the strong, and these rules gradually continue."
"Even though there are always strong people killing those in power, when a strong person also becomes a person in power, the rules that are favorable to him will still continue."
"The boy who slays the dragon will eventually become the dragon himself." Only after hearing this did Ye Tian understand something.
“That’s right,” Huan Qingsha nodded.
"Killing is forbidden in this city, so how are conflicts resolved?" Ye Tian asked.
Gu Nishang added, "Every city in the Feng Dynasty has an affiliated prefecture. Not far from the desolate city is the Dead Man's Prefecture, which is used for killing. If you don't want to kill, you can have a martial arts contest in the city. Besides life and death, there is the most cruel one: no stopping until the opponent is completely defeated. The loser will have a tattoo carved on their face, to be remembered forever."
"Hiss." From Gu Nishang and Huan Qingsha's words, Ye Tian could already tell that this place was turbulent, chaotic, and lawless.
The people here are all fugitives from other places, who have committed rape, kidnapping, arson, murder, and robbery.
If the fire were to burn them all to death, few would be innocent.
The misty mountains were like a gentle hot spring, while this place was like boiling water. Ye Tian directly achieved a qualitative leap.
"Can this place really benefit the development of our sect?" Ye Tian began to have doubts about the chaotic order and harsh environment of this place.
"Sigh." Seeing that all her attempts to dissuade her were useless, Huan Qingsha decided to give up and sighed, "If it really doesn't work, let's go back. The house we bought here is useless now."
"Wait a minute?" Ye Tian keenly noticed a sentence. "Junior sister, what did you say you bought here?"
"The house, here's the land deed," Huan Qingsha handed it over as if it were second nature.
Ye Tian's eyes lit up, and his eyes shone brightly.
The mountains on this continent are not expensive; in some ways, they are even quite cheap. Because they are so common, no one bothers to steal them.
But houses down the mountain, especially in the city, are worth a fortune. The land deeds are outrageously expensive.
My junior sister has already bought a house here even before she's arrived.
Ye Tian coughed twice, then quietly put the item in his pocket and said, "I think this place perfectly matches the theme of our sect. Isn't this the base for striving for progress? Let's settle down here."
"Master, what do you think?"
"You brat, now you remember I'm your master? I haven't even given my opinion yet, and you've already said quite a bit."
"Bring me the land deed first," said Daoist Wuchen, extending his hand.
"Slap!" Abbess Huayun slapped her master, sending him flying.
"Stop dawdling, aren't you ashamed? You even steal your apprentice's things. Fine. I've made up my mind, we'll settle down here."
"Waaah!" Master cried.
Ye Tian silently exclaimed in his heart, "Master's wife is mighty!"
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