The Villain Has Something to Say

Chapter 167: Enter the Northern Land of Arctic! (I)

Chapter 167: Enter the Northern Land of Arctic! (I)

The vast Sand Buried Forest bordered Chong State and the Northern Land of Arctic.

Countless towering trees grew close together and were so leafy that one could get no glimpse of the sky. And only one species could survive here-the Tree of Parting Sorrows (Li Hen Tree).

The tree rooted in sands, which could grow a hundred meters high. The naked trunk had aged bark yet seemed vigorous and lofty. Looking up along the trunk, you could see thick and boundless shade, which covered the whole sky.

The Sand Buried Forest was a strategic point for human cultivators. Each year, some Tribulation Passage or even Da Sheng Period cultivators would come here to check the situation of the forest, as it could block the sand blown by the wind from the Northern Land of Arctic. Moreover, the Tree of Parting Sorrows could absorb the nutrients from those sand and stones to grow more lushly.

The trees here were extremely close to each other. You could see another Tree of Parting Sorrows within three meters.

Luo Jianqing couldn’t help slowing down in this forest. Although there was no obvious danger, the Tree of Parting Sorrows itself was a demon that could seduce people. Any weak-will cultivators in this forest would be seduced by the fragrance of this tree, fell into fantasy, and ultimately indulged in it.

A Tree of Parting Sorrows could cause an instant indulgence, which was not so dangerous. However, this was a forest with tens of thousands of them.

So many Trees of Parting Sorrows could totally erode the conscience of a cultivator.

“Master, Sir Yu Qingzi told me that when you came to the Northern Land of Arctic, you just reached Gold Core.” Luo Jianqing said as he strode in this forest, “When you past through the forest, did you notice something unusual?”

Even though Luo Jianqing’s power was restrained, his realm and mind hadn’t been affected by those trees at all. In the Sand Buried Forest, Luo Jianqing didn’t feel anything unusual. He just smelt some light fragrance, yet that didn’t pull him into fantasy.

Xuan Lingzi was calmer. He replied, “I heard the roars of demons.”

That interested Luo Jianqing, “What?”

Xuan Lingzi continued, “At first, I just heard the roars of a demon, and I knew it was approaching me, but I didn’t see anything. So, I ignored it and moved on. Then, I heard more and more demons. When I left the forest, they had formed an army with thousands of demons, but still, I could only hear them, nothing else.”

Luo Jianqing smiled, “If you showed even a little bit fear, those “roaring demons” might materialize.”

Xuan Lingzi just beamed noncommittally.

They had marched in the forest for ten days and ten nights.

They had seen cultivators from other towns heading to Northern Land of Arctic. Even the weakest of them was Nascent Soul cultivator. When they met, those cultivators just looked at Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi vigilantly and left with great care.

The decennial astral wind in the Northern Land of Arctic had past, so there were a lot of cultivators coming here for bonds. Luo Jianqing didn’t care about them. After all, those ubiquitous bonds were not attractive to Luo Jianqing at all. His goal was very clear: found the relics of Mo Qing and gave it to Mo Qiu.

Half a year ago, Luo Jianqing had sent Mo Qiu a message by Fo Zi. Luo Jianqing said that he had something to give Mo Qiu, and told Mo Qiu not to go far or just to tell Luo Jianqing how to contact him.

The relics of Mo Qing undoubtedly belonged to the descendants of Mo’s Family. Currently, Mo Qiu was the most brilliant descendant in his family, so Luo Jianqing had to give it to him. Then, when they met, they could go to Northern Waste Land together to meet other descendants.

Luo Jianqing believed that with the protection of Xuan Lingzi, his life would not be threatened in the Northern Land of Arctic, so he didn’t call Mo Qiu here. Moreover, it was his first time to travel with his master, and he didn’t want to be bothered by others.

After they passed through the Buried Sand Forest, they saw the scene of extreme bleakness.

If Chong State was full of withered plants and scarce in greenness, the Sand Buried Forest was covered by sand with dry, soughing wind, then the Northern Land of Arctic was a land packed with cracks, where the last drop of water had been wiped out! Cobweb-like gullies sprawled across the land, and as they walked on it, their shoes creaked with sand and stones.

This was one of the four most dangerous places in thirty-six states!

This was the Northern Land of Arctic!

In Luo Jianqing’s last life, he was often in flight due to the Order from Tai Hua Mountain. He had no choice but to enter the Northern Land of Arctic. When he first saw this dangerous and bleak place, he was shocked. However, now, he could only feel bitterness and helplessness.

Two of his junior fellow brothers died here.

They were not killed by the astral wind, but innocently implicated by Li Xiuchen.

Xuan Lingzi seemed to feel the upset of Luo Jianqing, so he held his disciple’s hands, “Since we have entered the Northern Land of Arctic, I don’t have to restrain your power anymore. However, Jianqing, I won’t help you here. Or you can say I am invisible to you. This is your cultivation, alone.”

Luo Jianqing understood his meaning, “Of course.”

With his Deity Transformation Period cultivation, Luo Jianqing could be counted as a powerful cultivator outside here, who could even found his own sect. Yet, in the Northern Land of Arctic, everyone was high level cultivator, fully confident with their power. It wouldn’t be a strange thing if they see a Body Fusion cultivator here.

Then, they entered the territory of the Northern Land of Arctic.

As they stepped on the land, a breeze came towards Luo Jianqing. The wind seemed soft and gentle, but Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes and maintained sharp vigilance against it.

A few of his hairs were cut as the breeze stroked his face!

Luo Jianqing said, “How horrible the astral wind it is. Even the fiercest storm has passed, the remaining breeze is still powerful.”

Xuan Lingzi looked down and said, “Don’t let down your guard.”

Luo Jianqing beamed, “Of course I won’t.”