Green Hill Journey (Part 1)

High in the sky, a streak of light sped past.

The next instant, it landed beside a babbling stream.

Having just touched down, Wang Chen put away the Dragon Abyss flying sword and swept his surroundings with his Divine Sense.

Only after sensing no danger did he crouch down, scoop up a handful of clear stream water, and wash his face.

His spirits immediately lifted!

Since leaving Thousand Stars Immortal City, Wang Chen had traveled by sword for three days straight.

It had been quite exhausting.

There were easier ways, of course, but a third-tier Magic Treasure-grade Flying Ship was simply too conspicuous. As a mere Purple Mansion cultivator, Wang Chen had no need to take such a great risk.

After taking a few mouthfuls of the sweet, icy stream water to quench his thirst, Wang Chen searched the area and found a small cave to use as a temporary campsite.

The sky was gradually darkening. Traveling at night was not a wise choice.

The Haotian Realm had originally been a greater world belonging to the Demon Race. Though the human race had risen and seized a vast amount of territory, the Demon Race still held the overall upper hand.

Once ordinary cultivators left the safety of an immortal city, they could easily become prey for the Demon Race.

Solitary cultivators like Wang Chen were especially likely to be targeted.

Moreover, in the wilderness, night was precisely when Evil Spirits and demon wraiths came out to roam. That made it even more dangerous.

If not for obtaining the Seven-Leaf Black Ginseng, Wang Chen would not have wanted to travel so far to Green Hill to find Hu Jiaojiao.

Before darkness fully fell, Wang Chen sealed the cave entrance and set up a Defense Array disk.

An array disk was a