Chapter 286: Yin Feng Valley

tions weren't low, and he had some research on the Five Elements Formation as well, but he wasn't deeply versed in it. After all, the path of formations was vast and boundless; wanting to be proficien...In conclusion, these words should not be entirely believed, but the reason rumors spread is that there must be some truth to them. As for Lu Xia Tian's description of Yin Feng Valley being dark and the statement made by the soul within the Soul-Banishing Pearl, it is also best not to believe everything blindly. One should never harbor malicious intent, but always be cautious and wary of others. Lu Xia Tian would not simply choose to believe a stranger.

Summing up Nianhanzi's words, it seemed that Qi Refining cultivators had no real strength to enter. They could only rely on rumors to guess. There were also some Qi Refining cultivators who were brought to the outer perimeter of Yin Feng Valley and saw from afar scenes of ghosts in Yin Feng Valley chasing after Foundation Establishment cultivators and fighting fiercely. There were some ghosts that Lu Xiaoteng had heard of, but regardless, he finally had a preliminary understanding of Yin Hun Valley. It was still superficial, but it didn't matter much.

"Senior, Junior has only shared what I know. I wonder if Senior has any further questions" At this moment, Nian Hanzi realized that his previous words seemed rather aimless. After finishing his sentence, he became self-aware. Concerned about Lu Xiaonian's mood, he cautiously inquired, "

"Do you know of any large families, sects, or factions around Yin Feng Valley Have there been any major movements recently" Lu Xia Tian asked again.

“This is simple. Within a radius of a thousand miles in Yinfeng Valley, there are no immortal sects that have been passed down for thousands of years. However, there are several powerful factions. I heard that there are Heihuzhai, Zhujia Ling, and Anchi Men. They all have many cultivators before the foundation building stage. As for the rumored Jindan ancestors, I haven't heard of them. If there are any, even senior knows that as a junior, I don't know much.” The young man chuckled, “Two years ago, Heihuzhai and Anchi Men did have a joint operation, but it is said that they were attacked by the Yin corpses inside, suffering heavy losses, so they had to retreat. Occasionally, some cultivators from other places come to this place, but most of them are gloomy, unlike senior who makes people feel like bathing in spring breeze.”

Facing the blatant flattery from the young man, Lu Xiaoteng smiled. To come to such a place as Yin Feng Valley, one must either be cultivating an extremely yin and cold technique or taking the path of ghost cultivation. Their aura is naturally cold and sinister. Lu Xiaoteng suddenly realized that this appearance might not be suitable for entering Yin Feng Valley, it seemed he would have to change his attire again.

Having learned from past mistakes, this time Nianhanzi was much more honest and didn't talk as much as before. He kept quiet when Lu Xiaoteng didn't ask him anything, lest his words lead to trouble.

“Alright, I just wanted to ask you something. What you said was actually quite useful. Here, take these.” Lu Xia Tian threw a few small jade boxes to the old man.

When the young man came to his senses, Lu Xia Tian had already soared away on his sword. In the blink of an eye, he was gone without a trace. The young man opened a jade box and his face changed instantly. It contained a crucial medicinal ingredient for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill, second only in importance to Zi Luo參 (Purple Vine Ginseng). For Qi Condensation cultivators, it was extremely rare. There were also two other slightly more common ones, but together they were worth dozens of low-grade spirit stones. He had never had such a bountiful harvest before, even after toiling tirelessly and risking his life to form a team to fight wild beasts. He hadn't expected such a rich reward just from speaking a few words. What a fortunate encounter! Zhou Dazhou felt a surge of gratitude, but quickly tucked the several jade boxes cautiously into his storage bag. He scanned the surroundings with wary eyes, relieved to find no other cultivators around.

"Thank goodness! I never thought that I, Zhou Da Xiong, would actually get lucky and meet a noble person." After putting the things away, Zhou Da Xiong clasped his hands together in prayer, looking grateful.

“Big Bear, was that immortal just now very powerful You’re also a cultivator, and the other party doesn’t look very old, but you seem to be very respectful towards him.” After Lu Xiaoteng left, the old man approached and asked.

"Not just skilled, with my family's power, I could slap to death countless people. They are Foundation Establishment cultivators, with lifespans of two or three hundred years. My son can only look up to them. If our Zhou family were to produce a Foundation Establishment cultivator in this lifetime, even the previous emperors would have to look at our Zhou family's face." Zhou Dachun said discontentedly upon hearing this.

“That impressive” The old man and the several porters were startled. The emperor was already a huge figure in their eyes, but they didn't expect that in front of this immortal, he was just a small character who could only read faces. But when they thought about it, it made sense. Such a cultivator who could fly and escape was much more carefree than the earthly emperor. They just didn't understand the bloodiness and cruelty of the cultivation world.

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Inside a huge valley, surrounded by jagged rocks and towering trees that blocked out the sunlight, eerie howls echoed intermittently. Combined with the thin layer of fog on the ground, the place seemed to emanate an even more sinister aura.

...A cold and handsome young man, wearing a black hooded cloak and with a slightly thin face, flicked out a burst of energy from between his fingers.

A green little bug that jumped out from a crack in the stone was hit by the wind, and it oozed a few drops of green fluid, squeaking sharply before crawling back into the ground.

The cold young man let out a hum and continued to walk carefully forward. This cold young man in a black cloak was naturally Lu Xiaoteng. Seven days ago, after parting ways with that rough-looking older man Zhou Da Xiong, he arrived at the outskirts of Yinfeng Valley not long after, and inquired about several local gangs. His information was roughly similar to what Zhou Da Xiong had said. This place didn't have any major factions or sects, but as the saying goes, "the land shapes its people," and cultivators were no different. They would choose environments that benefited them. Those who could stay in Yinfeng Valley year-round indeed practiced some yin cold and evil cultivation techniques, or perhaps they were even ghost cultivators. Lu Xiaoteng walked carefully, having already encountered several groups along the way and avoided them all. Whenever possible, he tried his best to avoid conflict with others. After all, while these were just small forces, there were still more of them than him, making it troublesome if things escalated. He had also seen a few bloody and brutal battles between different groups twice.

Besides these cultivators, he also encountered a few formidable Yin ghosts. Lu Xiaoteng tried his best to avoid them. Luckily, his method of suppressing his aura could effectively gather the energy around his body. Otherwise, if an ordinary cultivator accidentally leaked their aura, those ghost cultivators would immediately come looking for trouble. The demonic beasts surrounding Yinfeng Valley would also swarm at the scent of it. Those who were neither cultivators nor skilled at concealing their aura would find it extremely difficult to navigate this place.

(Sanqi Chinese)

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