Chapter 111 Little Moon, you have no manners at all!
She decisively smashed the bowl of Meng Po soup on the floor next to the ancient well in the corner of the courtyard.
The pottery shards shattered, and the soup splashed everywhere, instantly seeping into the texture of the bluestone slab and dissipating in the cool morning air.
Lin Yan gasped for breath, heartbroken.
"Oh dear, my ancient well! My bluestone slabs! This... this Meng Po soup seeping in, won't it turn the well water into a potion of forgetfulness too?! What if someone drinks this well water and loses their memory?"
He pointed at Chen Yuepo and shouted angrily, "Little Moon, you have no manners! How could you litter like that?!"
Ignoring her senior brother's wailing, Shen Yuepo turned and walked out, saying, "I'm leaving."
Lin Yanxin watched Shen Yuepo's clean and efficient departure, then looked at the pottery shards and water stains left on the ground.
Looking at the white jade bottle in her arms, she felt utterly overwhelmed.
A mountain breeze carrying the coolness of the morning swept by. As Shen Yuepo walked down the mountain, she took out her phone and dialed Zhao Yan's number.
"Captain Zhao, I've finished dealing with things here. I'm heading to Black Wind Pass now."
Zhao Yan's calm voice came from the other end of the phone:
“Okay. I’ll give you the contact information for the person in charge of this operation. His name is Wu Feng. He’s a key member of our third team in the southwest region. He’s very experienced and familiar with the situation around Heifeng’ao. You can contact him directly when you arrive.”
He paused, his tone becoming serious:
"Furthermore, the situation may be more complicated than expected. Before you, we had already asked three masters from the Longhu Mountain and Maoshan sects to enter the core area of Heifeng'ao to search. But... they also lost contact one after another."
Shen Yuepo paused, realizing that even the people from Longhu Mountain and Maoshan were trapped.
It seems that Black Wind Pass is even more dangerous than she had anticipated.
However, 300,000 is worth exploring.
"Got it. Keep in touch." Shen Yuepo hung up the phone succinctly.
Without further delay, she hailed a ride-hailing service to go down the mountain and head straight for the nearest airport.
Zhao Yan had booked the plane tickets in advance, and the destination was Yundian City, located on the southwestern border of the empire, far from the bustling capital.
During the several hours of flight, Shen Yuepo spent most of his time with his eyes closed, adjusting his breathing to bring himself to peak condition.
The plane landed in Yunnan Province in the afternoon.
Instead of contacting Wu Feng immediately, Shen Yuepo randomly found a clean-looking small restaurant near the airport to fill her stomach.
After finishing her meal and paying the bill, she walked out of the restaurant and hailed a taxi on the roadside.
"Master, to Black Wind Pass," Shen Yuepo announced the location.
The driver was a middle-aged man with dark skin and a heavy local accent.
Upon hearing the words "Black Wind Pass," his hand gripping the steering wheel visibly trembled. He glanced at Chen Yuepo through the rearview mirror with a mixture of surprise and suspicion, his tone tinged with dissuasion:
"Girl, what are you doing going to that place? It's really creepy! Several groups of city people went in a few days ago, and we haven't heard from them since. Take my advice, don't go!"
"I have something to attend to, so I must go. Thank you, Master." Shen Yuepo said calmly.
Seeing her resolute attitude, the driver sighed, shook his head, and started the car without saying anything more.
As the car drove away from the city, the road gradually became narrow and rugged, with rolling, lush mountains on both sides. The scenery was beautiful, but it also had a desolate feel of being untouched by human hands.
The journey was much longer than Shen Yuepo had anticipated.
The taxi bumped along the winding mountain road, the numbers on the meter jumping rapidly like a runaway horse.
Shen Yuepo's gaze occasionally swept over the ever-increasing amount, and a rare hint of heartache flashed across his usually cold eyes.
"Three hundred and fifty...four hundred...four hundred and eighty..."
She silently calculated in her mind and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Next time, I'll book a ride-sharing service in advance.
Or… a thought popped into my head uncontrollably: work harder and save up to buy a car?
This idea surprised even herself.
She has always had very low demands for material possessions; as long as she has a place to live and enough to eat, she is content.
But this long journey, especially with the need to travel to other places and the staggering taxi fares, seems to make having a car much more convenient.
Of course, she had an even quicker way—opening the gates of hell.
With her current level of cultivation, she could theoretically open a passage to the underworld near Black Wind Pass and teleport instantly.
But Shen Yuepo immediately rejected this tempting idea.
The reason is simple: it consumes too much spiritual energy!
Opening a ghost gate that spans such a long distance and requires precise location consumes too much spiritual energy.
Knowing that we are about to enter an extremely dangerous area, it would be unwise to waste precious spiritual energy on the journey.
Unless it's a matter of life and death, she'd rather endure the expensive fare and just take the bus.
Just as Shen Yuepo was making her own plans, the taxi finally stopped at the entrance of an extremely remote and dilapidated mountain village.
"Girl, we're here. Black Wind Village is just ahead. The car can't go any further." The driver pointed to a narrow path that could hardly be called a road.
His tone carried a hint of worry, "Are you really going? It's not too late to back out now. I'll give you a ride back to the city."
"No need. Thank you, driver." Shen Yuepo paid the fare, which made her eyes twitch slightly, and got out of the car decisively.
The taxi, as if fleeing for its life, turned around, kicked up a cloud of dust, and sped away from this ominous place.
Shen Yuepo stood at the village entrance.
The small mountain village in front of me was eerily quiet.
Several dilapidated houses built of stone and wood are scattered in the valley, most of them with their doors and windows tightly closed, exuding a sense of abandoned desolation.
The air was filled with the damp smell of decaying leaves and an indescribable sense of oppression.
Looking up, one sees a dense primeval forest in the distance, with tall branches tangled in the wind like menacing ghosts.
That is Black Wind Pass.
The mountain wind swept through the village, emitting a low, mournful wail, bringing a bone-chilling cold.
Shen Yuepo took out her phone, opened the number Zhao Yan had sent her, and dialed the number of Wu Feng, the person in charge at the scene.
"Wu Feng? I am Shen Yuepo. I've arrived at the village entrance."
Not long after the phone call ended, a man wearing a military green outdoor jacket, whose skin was roughened by the mountain wind, strode out.
His eyes were sharp, and his movements were as swift as a soldier's. He locked his gaze on Shen Yuepo standing at the village entrance in an instant.
"Master Shen?"
Wu Feng approached, his tone carrying a subtle, almost imperceptible scrutiny.
The woman in front of him was younger than he had imagined.
“It’s me.” Shen Yuepo nodded slightly.
"Hello, I am Wu Feng!" Wu Feng extended his hand, and Shen Yuepo shook it politely.
"Thank you for your hard work, Master Shen. This way, please!" He stepped aside to lead the way, taking Shen Yuepo into the village.
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