Perfect World

Chapter 735: Chapter 735: Land of Wonders
 

“The chaotic land where all clans compete is more suitable for me,” Shi Hao muttered to himself.

Suddenly, strands of blue flame abruptly emerged from the ground, flickering with ghostly light, burning hot and eerie, incinerating a pile of corpses completely.

Shi Hao’s pupils contracted, finally understanding why Fire Province was so named.

Even on ordinary days, strange flames would erupt from the ground, usually related to the death of living beings and the unearth of Divine Materials, carrying a mysterious aura.

Of course, it’s not always like this; all sorts of inexplicable situations could occur, even causing living Deities to self-combust.

“Truly bizarre,” Shi Hao tried to make contact, but the flame burned past both sides of his body, devouring the corpses, and then withdrew on its own, disappearing into the ground.

He originally wanted to find a place to enter seclusion and completely heal his injuries, but now he felt it was unsafe and needed to find a populated place. The locals should know which areas are safe.

Following the information gained from a dying bandit, Shi Hao headed east, towards a renowned city on this grassland.

On his way, he saw areas where not a blade of grass grew, abandoned vast mine pits once rich in Divine Materials, but which had been depleted long ago by the schools.

“Hey, young fellow, are you also solo gold digging? It’s very dangerous this way,” an old man on the grassland mountain appeared, with presumably profound cultivation.

Fire Province is rich in divine metals, hence many Loose Cultivators come here to search, known as gold diggers.

For safety, Shi Hao had already adjusted his own cultivation level to the Formation Arrangement Realm, not wishing to attract attention. He smiled and inquired from the elder how far it was to Fufeng City.

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The old man was very amiable and eagerly pointed the way, saying, “This place is plagued by bandits, with schools competing for mines, and it’s very chaotic and dangerous; you must be careful.”

“Thank you, old man, no need to see me off, I can make my own way from here,” said Shi Hao.

The elder was very enthused and with a kind smile said, “Don’t worry, I’m idle and have nothing to do, I just happen to be taking a stroll in that direction too.”

Before long, a mountain ridge stretched across the grassland. There were beings atop it, and a figure quickly swooped down, intercepting the two.

“Old Mo, you’re not very efficient today. Just bringing in two slaves? Now the great Divine Mines urgently need more hands, the more the better,” the person spoke.

Shi Hao was stunned and turned to look at the elder. A slave trader? His expression turned icy, and any trace of goodwill vanished in an instant.

“Young friend, it’s very dangerous to walk alone on the grassland; at any time you could be eaten by Celestial Wolves or cut down by bandits. Stop your gold digging— I’ve found you a nice job,” the old man said, grinning.

During the conversation, he had already received a piece of Divine Material, the size of a thumb, as a fee from the other man, waved his hand, and was about to leave.

“You old thing!” Shi Hao turned and advanced towards him.

“Come back!” shouted the man behind, cracking a whip that came with a burst of flames, actually a Divine Spirit Artifact, turning into a water dragon wrapping around Shi Hao.

His strength wasn’t profound, also at the Venerable Realm, but the weapon he used was formidable, evidently for the Suppression of the slaves usually brought in.

Using the Ground Shrinking Technique, Shi Hao vanished from his spot and appeared behind the man, striking him in the neck with a thud and snapping it with a crack, seizing the Divine Fire whip.

After that, with a crack, he lashed out, releasing a bolt of Divine Fire, striking towards the old man.

“Eh, you have some skills. I misjudged today; turns out you’re a distinguished personage amongst the Venerables,” the old slave trader exclaimed in surprise. Flames surged from his body as he attacked Shi Hao.

At the same time, he shouted at the ridge, “Black Eagle, why don’t you come down quick? There’s a little problem, today I have a fine slave for you.”

A figure with black wings and a human body swooped in, attacking Shi Hao. This was a Black Eagle demon.

Shi Hao sent out his Divine Sense, realizing that these two were the strongest in the area, at the Divine Fire Realm, and the others were not a concern.

He moved swiftly, his body glowing with an enigmatic mysterious power. As the two powerful attackers descended upon him, all their Mana was dissolved, rendering it completely immune.

“Pfft!”

The Black Eagle, alarmed, discovered to its shock that its chest was pierced by a punch. The youth’s body was even more terrifying than his, killing him.

“How… how can you be immune to magic?” The old trafficker’s face changed colors, retreating rapidly, trying to flee.

“Bang!”

Shi Hao swung his leg like a divine serpent’s tail, sending the man flying, his body splitting apart as blood sprayed.

A quarter of an hour later, Shi Hao left the place, collecting some Blue Spirit Earth as decent Divine Material, and set the place ablaze, turning it into ashes.

Half an hour later, a vast city came into view. Approaching Fufeng City, Shi Hao arrived at a populated place.

The city walls were tall, engraved with Arrays, looking like they were cast from black metal, grand and towering.

“You deceiver, stop right there, what kind of Treasured Artifact is this, completely useless!”

Just entering the city gate, Shi Hao saw two Cultivators chasing and fleeing, constantly in combat, both bleeding.

He frowned, wondering why it was so chaotic?

Not far out of the gate, Shi Hao saw Cultivators brawling on the street, wielding Treasured Artifacts in fierce battle, one man’s head soon chopped off, blood spurting high, the headless body collapsing near him.

This left him astonished; Fufeng City was indeed too chaotic. He had witnessed two such incidents just after entering, and no one intervened.

Moreover, when he looked around at the people, he found everyone very calm, merely making a few comments, without causing any disturbance or panic.

It was clear that such incidents weren’t rare and counted for nothing special.

“Brother, do you need Spiritual Medicine? I have one here, very special, never seen before,” someone approached and whispered to Shi Hao.

Shi Hao turned around; it was a forthright man with rolled-up sleeves, mud still sticking to his feet, appearing to have just returned from gathering herbs, his face anxious.

“Why don’t you go to the medicinal pill pavilions instead of selling to me?” Shi Hao said.

Upon hearing this, the man’s eyes suddenly reddened, saying, “This city is full of bandits, rogues, and other wicked people. The last time I brought in a rare herb, they claimed it was an ordinary grass, and barely compensated me. It’s too bullying.”

Shi Hao fell silent, feeling somewhat sympathetic.

“Come with me, let me show you, this time I dug up a precious medicine from a ruin, very mystical, I can’t recognize it,” he pulled Shi Hao aside to a corner, took out a Beast Skin bag, loosened a corner, revealing a segment of precious medicine.

In an instant, the fragrance of medicine was overwhelming, coupled with a moon-like radiance which showered down, silvery white and sacred.

Shi Hao’s gaze lingered, sniffing the aroma, looking at that segment of medicinal herb, and immediately felt a jolt in his heart. Wasn’t this the legendary Snow Moon Holy Medicine?

The fist-sized flower was brilliantly white, radiant as it exhaled mist, resembling a moon of snow suspended in the void, its fragrance pure and invigorating, rich and astonishing.

“Eh, is that a rare medicine? Where?” Not far away, someone caught the scent and revealed a look of surprise, turning their gaze this way.

“Brother, what do you think, this medicine is not bad right?” the burly man asked, his face filled with hope and a simple and honest expression.

Shi Hao was quite astonished, to find a stalk of Divine Medicine on the street was an incredible stroke of luck, knowing that it was very difficult to collect even in the Primordial Heaven Secret Realm.

“Do you want it? If not, I’m leaving,” the man hurriedly tied up his Beast Skin bag, worried about any mishaps.

“I want it, but I want to know, why are you selling it to me?” Shi Hao asked.

“Fufeng City is too chaotic, with too many villains, and I see you seem to be new here, with a kind and benevolent face, not like some fierce criminal,” the man murmured sadly, his face filled with gloom.

“Let me have another look,” Shi Hao said, this time using his Dual Pupils, carefully observing the segment of Divine Medicine, and immediately felt chilled, sneering inwardly.

One thing this man said was right; Fufeng City was mixed with dragons and snakes, too chaotic, including this person right before his eyes. This medicine could almost pass off as real to deceive alchemists.

“Eh, the precious medicine, it’s here, we’re taking it,” a few people approached.

“Little brother, do you still want it? If not, I’m selling it to them,” the honest-looking man showed a troubled expression.

“Hmm, you sell it to them,” Shi Hao turned and left.

He felt that from now on, in this chaotic land, no one could be trusted anymore. No wonder he had encountered a human trafficker on the way here; the overall atmosphere was simply too terrible.

“You…” the man was dumbfounded, and the expressions of the others also changed drastically.

“Here’s a stalk of Divine Medicine, take it if you want, I can’t afford it,” Shi Hao said with a naive smile, greeting the people around him, and quickly left.

“Isn’t that a person from Golden Medicine Hall, out to deceive people again,” someone murmured softly.

“Ah, robbery!” Suddenly, someone yelled out, frantically chasing someone ahead, and the street became chaotic.

Shi Hao dodged, discreetly slapping away the hand of a middle-aged man who was actually attempting to steal with precious symbol techniques, searching him, trying to take something.

“Damn it, my Spiritual Medicine bag is gone.”

“Curses, where’s my Jiao bone armguard?”

People cursed, ranting continuously, clearly having been tricked.

Shi Hao was speechless; that thief just now was definitely an expert in the Divine Fire Realm, to do such a thing was outrageous and tops.

Perhaps it could be said that the entire city was so strange, the customs were too bad.

Entering Fufeng City, what Shi Hao saw along the way was all chaos. There was a lack of order, no constraints, extremely chaotic and unbearable.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, there was the sound of wind and thunder from the sky, accompanied by hoofbeats that reverberated in everyone’s hearts, causing blood to surge backward, as if their hearts would split open.

Everyone was stunned, for in the sky, two scarlet dragons plunged down, with an air of supremacy, their heads raised as they roared, their sound stirring heaven and earth.

They landed on the ground, appearing in the street, and in an instant, they concealed their dragon forms, transformed into two pure, high-headed great horses; as red as rubies, they were clearly divine steeds!

Many people gasped in amazement, cries of astonishment arose.

“Those are Divine Cliff Academy’s scarlet dragon steeds!”

“Divine Cliff Academy, they only have four or five scarlet dragon steeds in total, but today, two have appeared at once.”

Such divine steeds have scarlet dragon blood within them, descendants of True Dragons, capable of chasing wind and capturing lightning, among the world’s top mounts, unique to Divine Cliff Academy.

Divine Cliff Academy is located in Fire Province, one of the world’s top dao lineages. It possesses one hundred thousand ancient cliffs, which are said to have been the cave dwellings where Primordial Immortals attained their Dao.

In this era, it has become the birthplace of a mighty academy.

There is a dragon blood pool in that place, which in each era can nurture a few scarlet dragon steeds. Once these mounts are raised, they make the cultivators of the world envious.

They can ascend into the sun and moon, tread upon starry skies, and are powerful in their own right. Once grown, they can be as strong as their masters, a very potent existence.

On each of the dragon steeds, there was a man and a woman. The man was tall and valiant, dressed in red gold shining armor, resembling a Divine King, majestic and imposing, surrounded by characters and divine light.

“What a martial man!” many exclaimed in surprise, this person looked like an emperor descending to the mortal realm, outstanding, rendering his peers dull in comparison, like a common chicken facing a phoenix.

On the other scarlet dragon steed, the woman had a proud figure, her purple hair dancing, born with phoenix eyes, also clad in red gold shining armor, sparkling with luster. She was heroic and beautiful, an uncommon sight.

She was not a typical weak beauty; she had an air of heroism, akin to a Female War God, her body aglow, hair draped over her shoulders, her phoenix eyes profound and dreamy.

These two were clearly exceptional among people, possessing an extraordinary temperament.

“These are the supreme geniuses from Divine Cliff Academy; they actually came!” Someone identified their identities.

Shi Hao also recognized that these two individuals were too extraordinary, carrying primordial true blood within them, truly superb among the Primordials, extremely powerful.

What truly surprised him wasn’t this discovery, but that he saw a familiar woman here, who had come forward to greet the two. Of course, he discerned this with his Dual Pupils; that woman had concealed her True Body, her flawless appearance as if a lunar princess not tasting the smoke of the mortal world.

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