Demon's Diary

Chapter 712: The Sorrowful Deser

Chapter 712: The Sorrowful Deser

“This Odd Desert is more terrifying than the rumors, but if you want to get something from that person, how can you not take some risks. The point is that there is another powerful rival besides me. I can’t really go all out.”

When Thunder Beastkin was secretly angry, he suddenly saw Wind Beastkin was looking at him with scorching eyes.

“Mo Jie, why are you looking at me like this? Do you still have the intention to fight me in this situation?” Thunder Beastkin squinted and said faintly.

“Hmph, the enmity of killing my son, I will settle the account with you later.” After Wind Beastkin gave a cold smile, he turned his head and ignored him.

“Don’t have to say words that are against your heart. After you and I have advanced to such level, a mere son doesn’t really matter to us. Since you and I encountered this Odd Desert by chance, why don’t we join hands?” Suddenly, he changed the thread of discussion.

“Join hands, how? If I agree, will you really feel at ease?” Mo Jie’s eyes flashed, but there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.

“The rumors about this Odd Desert are well known to you and I. Since I’m here, I don’t plan to go back empty-handed. I believe the same is true for Brother Mo Jie. As long as you agree to join hands, what do I still have to worry?” Lie Zhentian felt relieved when he heard the words. He said with a calm expression,

After hearing these words, Mo Jie was silent for a while; his thoughts turned sharply.

There weren’t many people who knew about the Odd Desert in the southern wilderness.

This black desert was like a moving secret realm that had appeared many times in various places in the southern wilderness.

However, what really made the name of Odd Desert spread throughout the southern wilderness was a rumor that happened thousands of years ago.

At that time, someone allegedly broke into the Odd Desert. He found a personal treasure of the former Southern Wilderness King, Southern Puppet Emperor, on the edge of the desert and brought it out safely.

As soon as the matter spread, it caused a lot of commotions in the southern wilderness. The entire southern wilderness cultivators were shocked. Several major forces were involved as well. After hundreds of years of bloody fights, this matter slowly subsided.

However, after this incident, although countless people went around to track down the whereabouts of the Odd Desert, its traces had been a mystery.

This Odd Desert often took decades or even hundreds of years to appear once, and its location

was erratic. It would also disappear without a trace in a very short time.

Sometimes, the major forces clearly got the news, but when the people they sent rushed there, the desert was strangely missing.

Therefore, for thousands of years, there were very few high level cultivators had actually entered the Odd Desert.

Even if there were a few casual cultivators who could enter the Odd Desert, apart from the first lucky person who got the treasure at the beginning, there was no other person who could come out of it.

So some people said that Odd Desert was a place of no return.

The only lucky person had been killed by others long ago, so the real situation in Odd Desert had been unknown for all these years.

But almost all forces believed that it must have something to do with the Southern Puppet Emperor who suddenly disappeared tens of thousands of years ago. It was very likely to be the place he died and the place to get his inheritances.

However, since it involved the ancient ruins of Southern Puppet Emperor of the Mystic Comprehending State, no matter how dangerous it was, many people still went for it. Even the Celestial State powerhouses like Wind Beastkin and Thunder Beastkin couldn’t resist its temptation.

“It’s okay to join forces for the time being, but it’s only limited to getting out of this predicament. As for whether we can find the ancient ruins of the Southern Wilderness Puppet Emperor in the future, it will base on our own chances.” Mo Jie thought and breathed out after a while.

“Okay, Mr. Mo Jie is really a forthright person, then it’s a deal!” Lie Zhentian said with a big smile when Wind Beastkin agreed to it.

It was just that the 2 of them know that this covenant had no binding force at all. When they found the ruins, it was very likely that they would turn on each other.

Speaking of it, although the rumors in Odd Desert were extremely dangerous, the 2 of them didn’t care much about it.

After all, the cultivators who entered here before were Real Pellet State at the best.

“It seems that the sandstorm will not subside for a while. You and I should take advantage of this time to restore spiritual power, then we will try to break through this sandstorm together.” Lie Zhentian looked at the sandstorm outside and suggested.

“Alright.” Mo Jie nodded, approving the idea.

After that, the 2 tacitly consumed an elixir, found a corner, and sat cross-legged.

...

Outside of the Shaman City, the oasis where the people of Sand Clan lived, there would be sandstorms from time to time. But no matter how the sandstorm was, it would automatically dissipate near the oasis or bypass it by itself.

An ordinary-looking young man in a gray robe walked out of the Shaman City slowly, looked around, and then walked to sit cross-legged on a sand dune not far away.

It was Liu Ming who strayed into this black desert.

In a blink of an eye, he had been in this oasis for half a month, and he had a lot of understanding of the situation here.

Especially after reading a manuscript left by a southern wilderness cultivator that lived here before, Liu Ming had clear information about the origin and rumors of this strange dessert.

He had never heard of the rumors of the Odd Desert.

Although Liu Ming had been in the southern wilderness for a period of time, he was spending most of his time refining pills and cultivating. He didn’t have much contact with people, so he never heard of such rumors.

Even now, Liu Ming was not very concerned about the so-called Southern Puppet Emperor’s ruins; his focus of concern was how to get out of here.

After all, Southern Wilderness Puppet was a powerful person in the Mystic Comprehending State. Even if he left something here, it was not a Crystallization Period cultivator could get. Any enchantment could easily eliminate him.

Based on what he heard and witnessed these days, these Sand Clan people seemed to have a lot to do with this Southern Puppet Emperor. They all still honored the Mystic Comprehending State powerhouse, who died tens of thousands of years ago, as a god.

It was a pity that he could no longer get the specific news.

After thinking about it, Liu Ming closed his eyes, made a gesture and meditated.

After a while, he opened his eyes and sighed slightly.

The Sand Clan people are right. The natural aura here is extremely thin and not suitable for a foreign cultivator.

With their special physique, the people of Sand Clan here can directly absorb vitality from the depths of the earth for cultivation, but for external cultivators, the regression speed is increased by more than a hundred times. After a long, the spiritual power of the foreign cultivator will slowly dissipate, causing their cultivation to drop.

Fortunately, I still have some yun spirit pills and golden yuan pills with me, so I don’t need to worry about it for a short time. However, if I really have to stay here for a few years as the grand elder said, the consequences would be really unthinkable.

Since it was so difficult to cultivate here, Liu Ming naturally wouldn’t waste his time on this. He simply lay on the sand dune, looking at the yellow sky in a daze.

Since stepping into the path of cultivation, he had never stopped cultivating. After so many years, he was really tired.

The desert was full of black sand, and the sky was also gloomy and dim. This was such a magnificent scene in Liu Ming’s eyes.

The endless black desert was vast and magnanimous!

Under such a scene, a sense of loneliness and sorrow suddenly rose in his mind.

Liu Ming stared blankly for a while, and his mood became a little ethereal.

After a long time, he took out a silver ore.

Whoosh!

A flame was ignited in Liu Ming’s hand, wrapping the ore in it and instantly melting it into a silver liquid.

With the other hand gently stroked, the liquid solidified. After a while, it turned into a silver long flute about 2 feet long.

There was a trace of reminiscence in Liu Ming’s eyes, and he put the silver flute to his mouth and played it.

A faint sound of flute was played slowly; it was ethereal like the cloud.

The sound of the flute turned mellow and clear for a while, sad and high-pitched for a while, and it was as low for a while, touching the heart of those who heard it.

He learned to play flute from a prisoner who was proficient in playing flute on Deadly Island when he was young. Even since he stepped into the path of cultivation, this was his first time playing it after a long time. However, his skill was far from the past.

With the thoughts in his mind, the sound of the flute involuntarily contained a faint feeling of homesickness, and the tone became more and more sorrowful.

At this moment, a girl wearing a snow-white dress and a white gauze mask appeared silently not far behind Liu Ming. It was the Sand Clan girl with the aura of Crystallization Period that he had noticed earlier.

At this moment, the young girl was with arms behind her back. She was looking at the gray-robed young man on the sand dune. The pair of watery eyes were gorgeous.

The gentle breeze blowing in the distance slightly lifted the transparent white gauze from time to time, revealing her unparalleled face. At the same time, the breeze softly blew a faint black sand onto her face.

Liu Ming didn’t seem to notice her. He was just playing the silver flute as if there was nothing else in the world at this moment.

The girl just stood still like this, listening to the sound of the flute motionlessly. Her eyes gradually became blurred.

Time seemed to have paused at this moment.

The desolate desert; the lonely sand dune; the man who was playing to flute; the young girl who was listening quietly, all of these depicted a poignant and desolate painted scroll, faintly revealing a sense of ethereal.

At the end of the song, the sound of the flute gradually became low and finally turned into nothingness.

“The girl has been here for a long time, are you looking for me?” Liu Ming gently put down the silver flute in his hand, stood up and asked calmly.

TL: There really is a treasure. Even though he isn’t interested in the ruins, he has to go, and he may have to face Wind Beastkin and Thunder Beastkin in the ruins...