plumnovel Chapter 31 The Demonic Sect Plantation: Entering Easily
Chapter 31 The Demonic Sect Plantation: Entering Easily
The sky was overcast.
Gusts of wind swept through the snow-capped mountains.
On a frozen lake.
The island in the center of the lake was shrouded in a thick black mist, resembling a giant black bowl half-overturned on the ground.
Within a hundred paces of the island, the ice layer was corroded into numerous large ice holes, from which occasionally emerged corpse puppets covered in white fur, their bodies dripping wet.
As soon as it emerged from the water, the corpse puppet's body was covered in a layer of frost.
These iron corpses in the early stages of Qi Refining usually hold one or two large blue fish in their hands.
The corpse puppet, clutching the fish, stepped into the black mist of malevolent energy.
"Ugh."
"The disciples who deliver spirit rice and meat haven't come for more than half a year. There's a serious shortage of food in this plantation. What's the use of growing so many spirit herbs if we can't eat any of them?"
"We disciples still have to use our corpse puppets to go down to the lake and catch fish."
At this moment, a disciple in black, standing on the riverbank by the island in the middle of the lake, spoke with resentment.
"Keep your voice down, you can say things like that to me."
"Now, the disciples of the Black Sheep Sect are like a bunch of mad dogs, causing trouble for us. Two groups of disciples who came to deliver food to our plantation have died on the way."
"No one in the sect dares to take on this job now."
"It's good enough if we can get some fish to eat."
"But the fish are getting smaller and smaller. Once we finish eating the fish, we'll have to go to the nearby mountains to hunt and cultivate our spirituality."
"But how many people dare to leave the plantation now?"
Upon hearing this, another outer disciple in black quickly looked around and whispered.
"After we finish eating these fish, we can pick out a few of the menial disciples from this plantation and eat them, that will solve the problem."
The black-clad disciple who spoke first sneered, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, an unexpected event occurred.
A huge gap was torn open in the black mist barrier in front of them, and a whirlwind carrying astonishingly malevolent energy instantly appeared before them, turning the two ordinary disciples into mincemeat.
In the blink of an eye, only two storage bags remained on the spot, one of which was swept away by each of the two gusts of demonic wind that followed.
"Brother Mo, that was really satisfying!"
"It feels great to have a powerful backer. When have we ever dared to covet this Corpse Refining Sect's plantation?"
"This time we must squeeze a few handfuls of magic herbs out of him."
Er Gou, amidst one of the demonic gusts of wind, looked at the storage bag he had just received and spoke with a broad smile.
"Stop talking nonsense. The mountain lord and the young master told us to make as much noise as possible to attract the attention of the demonic cultivators who control the formation here."
"Get things done first."
"Once this formation is broken, we'll be able to make a fortune."
Mo Feng was equally excited.
boom!
The next moment, Mo Feng's fully refined demonic energy surged out, and his body swelled up a size, like a giant black eagle, flapping its wings and flying above the island in the middle of the lake.
The fierce, malevolent whirlwinds swirled and continuously struck the protective array around the island in the middle of the lake.
Ripples were left on the light black array shield.
"I am the Old Ancestor Mo of Rooster Crest Mountain! You demonic brats of the Corpse Refining Sect, if you know what's good for you, open the island's protective formation and line up so Old Ancestor Mo can devour you one by one!!"
Mo Feng shouted, his voice booming like a great bell, echoing across the lake island.
Instantly, more than ten streaks of light flew out from the undulating buildings on the island below, including five human cultivators at the late stage of Qi Refining, and more than a dozen hungry and greedy eyes looking at the huge flying bird figure circling outside the formation.
Geek!
After being stared at by those dozen or so eyes, Mo Feng couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
"That look in his eyes..."
Mo Feng felt somewhat uneasy.
Er Gou, who was standing to the side, was about to shout a few words when he noticed that the dozen or so auras below, who were at the mid-stage of Qi Refining or above, were flying up like a pack of hungry wolves, each one faster than the last.
The group of demonic cultivators flew straight out of the island's protective formation and headed straight for Mo Feng and his companions.
The various magical artifacts on the demonic cultivator's body shimmered with dazzling light, a kaleidoscope of colors that dazzled everyone.
Its unstoppable momentum was truly astonishing.
"Oh my god!!"
"Brother Mo!"
"Get out of here!"
"These monsters have gone mad!!"
Er Gouzi quickly stirred up a whirlwind and fled towards the island in the middle of the lake.
"Er Gouzi!!!"
Mo Feng roared angrily as he watched Er Gouzi flee once again.
This is not what I expected. How come these demonic cultivators came out of the island's protective formation all at once without any hesitation? Aren't they afraid of being ambushed?
Without time to think, Mo Feng could only flap his enormous wings frantically, closely following Er Gou Yao Feng as they fled outside.
"Trying to escape!"
"Stop them."
An old, angry roar came from behind.
Immediately afterwards, a streak of blood-red light tore out from the black mist of malevolent energy, much faster than Mo Feng and Er Gouzi. Clearly, this late-stage Qi Refining human demon cultivator had used a forbidden technique.
"Mountain Lord!!"
Mo Feng, who was flying wildly ahead, saw the man-eating demonic cultivators approaching from behind and hurriedly shouted for help.
boom!!
The words were spoken.
A beam of azure light, radiating an astonishing Foundation Establishment aura, descended from the dark clouds in the sky. Dozens of vines, each as thick as an adult's arm, spread out from the beam, binding all the demonic cultivators who had escaped below.
"These demonic brats are crazy."
Yuan Xiudao looked at the five late-stage Qi Refining human demon cultivators who had been easily captured. He had thought that these demon cultivators would hide like turtles in the formation with the island in the middle of the lake, but he did not expect that they would all come out after being provoked by Mo Feng and the other two.
Immediately, Yuan Xiudao flew to the island's protective formation, grabbed one of the old demonic cultivators from the Corpse Refining Sect who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and after searching his soul, he discovered a weak point in the island's protective formation.
Without a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator guarding this incomplete second-tier grand formation, it could be easily broken in a few moves by simply targeting its weakest point.
After searching the soul, Yuan Xiudao also learned about the plight of the Corpse Refining Sect demonic cultivators in this plantation. For more than half a year, no disciples from the sect had come here to supplement their diet with spiritual rice and meat, and the plantation did not have many fasting pills prepared.
After the Black Sheep Sect cultivators caused such a commotion, it's fair to say that when they saw a bird as large as Mo Feng, it was like a roasted chicken being delivered to their door—who could resist such a temptation?
After all, they couldn't sense the aura of a Foundation Establishment cultivator like Yuan Xiudao.
No Foundation Establishment cultivators had visited this place in ten years, and a sense of relaxation crept into their hearts.
A moment later.
Yuan Xiudao then stepped into the spirit herb garden on the island in the middle of the lake, with Lin Li, dressed in white, following beside him.
Further behind was an old man at the eighth level of Qi Refining, who was under a restriction and controlled. He followed behind Yuan Xiudao and Lin Li, talking about the various spiritual herbs in the garden.
Yuan Xiudao stood in the herb garden.
He directed the old man behind him, who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, to enter the spirit field and harvest the superior and medium-grade spiritual herbs.
Harvesting medicinal herbs requires certain techniques. If you simply pull them down by brute force, the herbs will lose their spiritual power, resulting in poor effects.