Feasting in the Forbidden Land

A mysterious voice echoed; had some unfathomable being discovered them?

"Uncle, are you going to run away with the rat?" The Red Squirrel wrote in the air, feeling uneasy, and prepared to slip away.

Beyond the mist, fields of golden crops stretched out, as if a corner of the true Night Mist World had been peeled away.

This was territory that Qin Ming had never been to before.

He stood still, looking in the direction of the sound. Now that he had been discovered, it was too late to leave.

A little further away, a golden bamboo forest, bathed in the glow of the sunset, stood out strikingly.

There was a figure in the woods with his back to them, wearing a straw hat and a cloak, and he was quite burly.

Unable to gauge his abilities, Qin Ming said, "Senior, we have mistakenly entered this treasure land; please forgive us."

The burly figure turned to face them.

Was the other person wearing a Black and White? The Red Squirrel was stunned, realizing that the other person's attire was similar to Qin Ming's when he was practicing martial arts.

Qin Ming was taken aback. The creature, Black and White, was actually... a panda.

"I look like you." The Red Squirrel gestured to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming wanted to slap this blind mouse. Did its black and Black and White fur really resemble a Yang Fish symbol?

Old Man Liu peered out, silently surveying the world beyond the mist.

The panda wearing a straw hat calmly spoke, "You are imbued with local flavor, you are all from Black White Mountain, so you are its inhabitants. Come in."

"Let's go take a look," said Old Man Liu, who had been silent until now.

Is the old man really that brave? The Red Squirrel immediately and silently retreated from his side to behind Qin Ming.

The two people and the mouse approached the bamboo forest, where it was brightly lit. From the bamboo leaves to the bamboo nodes, everything was golden, and even the bamboo shoots in the bamboo basket seemed to be flowing with Golden Haze.

This is an Old Panda. Although it is striking a majestic pose, its heavy black eye circles still give it a slightly comical appearance. It was just digging for bamboo shoots.

It also had several subordinates: an old ox standing upright carrying a bamboo basket, a lynx searching for bamboo shoots, and a Donkey-Headed Wolf standing respectfully to the panda.

The Red Squirrel looked across at the creatures opposite it, whether they were an old cow, a lynx, or Donkey-Headed Wolf, all of them had Black and White fur.

Then it looked at Qin Ming with a strange expression.

Qin Ming really wanted to punch it. Was this thing thinking it resembled him again?

However, he was also slightly surprised. Were most of the creatures in the world beyond the mist Black and White?

"The Black White Divine Land has been silent for a long time. What year is it in the outside world today?" the panda asked with emotion.

Qin Ming immediately realized that this might be the true core location of the Black White Mountain from five hundred years ago, now reviving and about to emerge again.

The legend of the Night Mist World has been around for a long time. Five hundred years ago, Black White Mountain completely collapsed, but now it seems that's not the case.

Qin Ming responded, "Several hundred years have passed. There are now Three Great Dynasties —Yu, Gan, and Rui—as well as more than a dozen kingdoms. The Beyond the Mundane and Esoteric Sect are at their peak."

The Old Panda said, "Hundreds of years ago, when my grandfather's generation was still walking the world, the unified Wu Dynasty was completely corrupt and entering its final years. Time flies."

Qin Ming did not believe that it was completely unaware of the outside world; it was merely feeling sentimental.

He asked, "Are you the owner of this place, senior?"

"I'm just an old servant," the Old Panda shook its head.

Then, he looked at the two people and the rat and said, "Recently, the Black White Divine Land will be hosting a banquet for some guests from the Night Mist World. Since you are local citizens and have accidentally wandered in, you may stay and join in the fun."

Sure enough, this place had already made contact with the outside world.

Qin Ming and Old Man Liu looked at each other, both really wanting to leave immediately.

However, the Old Panda didn't wait for their response and had already walked forward.

The two had no choice but to stay and see what happened, worried that saying goodbye directly would cause the other party to overthink and become unhappy.

The Red Squirrel, carefree and oblivious, grinned foolishly at the Old Panda's easygoing demeanor, eager to see the real Black White Mountain with a pilgrimage-like mentality.

Beyond the mist, the Fire Spring possess a vibrant spiritual energy, flowing through the roadside ditches and nourishing all the golden crops.

However, not a single one of the legendary Black White Tree was ever seen.

Ahead lies a small town, not large in size, but with an extraordinary sight: a golden Fire Spring, its gushing light resembling the Scorching Sun soaring into the sky.

Normally, the Advanced Fire Spring Qin Ming saw in the Giant City were all red.

Legend has it that only in Beyond the Mundane and within the highest lineages of the Esoteric Sect can one find such extraordinary springs.

"That's..." Old Man Liu shaded his eyes with his hand, looking at the scene behind the city.

The place was in ruins, with Severed Mountain stretching out in patches, so densely packed that they resembled broken swords stuck in the ground. All the remaining mountains were barren, devoid of any vegetation.

It seems that a truly momentous event did indeed occur at Black White Mountain five hundred years ago!

Qin Ming and Old Man Liu couldn't ask directly, as it concerned the face of the local host.

The town was as bright as day, and many of the houses had a sense of history. Under the reflection of the Fire Spring, the tiles and walls seemed to be dyed with Golden Haze.

The inhabitants here number in the thousands, and they are all extraordinary individuals, ranging from oxen and white apes to humans—all are exceptional practitioners.

Soon, Qin Ming and his companions learned that the so-called Black White Town was the location of an immortal lineage.

Originally, this lineage should have been located in the Endless Severed Mountain, but that place has been destroyed, shrouded in mist and clouds, fraught with dangers, making it impossible to venture deep into.

Black White Mountain was once a dead end!

Now, the area ahead is a scene of devastation.

The fact that an immortal cult once resided in the heart of the Jedi was truly astonishing.

Qin Ming was no stranger to Jedi; his good brother Little Wu, came from Jedi.

"Little Wu's ancestors all lived only in the Edge Zone of the Fourth Forbidden Land..."

Although each Jedi realm is different, most of their core areas are uninhabitable and extremely dangerous!

The Fourth Forbidden Land Zone contains numerous incomprehensible "phenomena" and bizarre "scenes," which are terrifying and cannot be completely erased.

Overall, it can be adjacent to a dangerous area, but it is difficult to truly occupy it.

But here, common sense is overturned.

An immortal lineage once subdued Black White Mountain and resided in its core territory!

This alone is enough to show how terrifying the creatures that rule this desolate land are!

"Unfortunately, a great war five hundred years ago destroyed the foundation of our lineage. The Black White Divine Land was shattered, and the ancestral land was as if Curse." An old goat in the town sighed.

According to it, after the central area of Black White Mountain was destroyed, an incomprehensible "phenomenon" resurfaced. Now that there are no deities in charge, it is not advisable to rebuild the orthodox tradition on the original site.

So they moved to Black White Town.

After Qin Ming and his group settled in, they were not allowed to enter the central area of the town, as that was a vital area for the Daoist lineage.

The two humans and the rat learn a shocking truth: five hundred years ago, the Beast God was still alive.

Rumors circulate that the Beast God left behind a cenotaph a thousand years ago, which was purely a fabrication of his death.

A human in the town spoke up, "Five hundred years ago, after an earth-shattering war, the Beast God disappeared without a trace, his fate a mystery. The Black White Divine Land was also shattered as a result, and has been sealed off ever since."

Qin Ming looked at Old Man Liu. Five hundred years ago, a Godlike creature and a powerful enemy fought a great battle here, which destroyed a forbidden land!

Taking advantage of the rare opportunity, Qin Ming consulted the townspeople, who, to be precise, were all members of the Immortal Daoist lineage.

"Experienced veterans, what exactly is this strange 'scene' in the core area of the Jedi, and is it truly impossible to eradicate?"

An old yak said, "If you can uncover those 'scenes' and explain those phenomena, then you will have gained a deeper understanding of the Night Mist World and revealed a corner of the world's mystery."

It then added that these were all things the Beast God had said back then.

"By parting the fog in the Jedi, you will discover New World," said an elderly human man.

Does the so-called New World refer to dispelling the fog and gaining a completely new understanding of the dark world, or does it mean discovering a path connecting to other realms?

Qin Ming bowed and inquired further.

However, those were still the words of the Beast God, and the townspeople could not give a definite answer.

Soon, Qin Ming learned the background of the guests he was going to host after Black White Mountain's revival—they were all from other forbidden lands!

"Hiss!" The Motivational Mouse mimicked his inhalation of the night mist.

Qin Ming was genuinely shocked. Could there really be a Forbidden Grounds Alliance besides the Beyond the Mundane Pure Land and Esoteric Sect?

Any of these perilous places are extremely dangerous and cannot be destroyed; otherwise, they wouldn't have survived until now.

Creatures capable of inhabiting extreme environments are naturally at the top level.

I just don't know if those guests came from the core of the Jedi or lived on the periphery.

"Some of the VIPs represent forces no weaker than Black White Mountain at its peak, while others are somewhat less powerful." The townspeople made no attempt to hide this; it wasn't a secret.

That is why the guests were divided into different classes.

The guests began to arrive the following day.

The Red Squirrel's eyes widened. What did it see?

A rat the size of a mountain, carrying its forelimbs on its back, led a group of demons, arriving through the night mist, its body shrouded in dozens of halos. Above its head, a spirit cat held up Yellow Gauze Canopy Umbrella for it.

Why are they so different, even though they are both rats? This giant rat was silvery-white all over, and it only shrank when approached. It was personally welcomed inside by the town's important figures.

Then, a strange bird, accompanied by Astral Wind, entered this area behind the mist. It was as large as a dark cloud and had nine bird heads.

Beside it, flocks of birds flew, their shimmering light radiating brilliant brilliance.

Then, a Great Sun appeared in the sky, with a humanoid creature standing inside. It was regarded as a distinguished guest, and the master of Black White Mountain personally greeted it outside the town.

A man as tall as a mountain, like Giant Spirit God, shrank as he walked, until he was finally the height of a normal person, and was solemnly invited into the town.

"Are these all Jedi visitors? Amazing!" Qin Ming exclaimed inwardly.

The Old Panda, who called himself the old servant, busied himself outside town, greeting guests. Of course, he was responsible for receiving the younger generation and disciples of those important figures.

Beside the Old Panda, there was also a white-haired beast assisting him.

Qin Ming and Old Man Liu were eating at a banquet on the outskirts of Black White Town and were not allowed to enter the town center.

Clearly, the "guests" in the outer areas do not have a high status.

Qin Ming recognized at a glance that the White-Haired Old Beast was the nominal mountain lord outside. Had it been recruited?

Back then, when the new mountain lord was hunting down the former mountain lord, "Palm-Sized Bright Pig, "Qin Ming was almost implicated as well.

It's said to be White Wolf, but it also resembles an ape somewhat, with a very strange appearance and scarlet eyes.

The white-haired monster looked this way, its crimson eyes slightly narrowed.

Qin Ming felt a chill run down his spine. Did this old beast still remember him?

The white-haired monster chuckled, its gleaming teeth somewhat eerie, as it whispered to a young man.

Without a doubt, the young man belonged to the inner circle of Black White Town. Upon hearing its words, his eyes lit up, and he walked towards Qin Ming and the others.

Qin Ming thought to himself, "Damn it, the 'feast' in the Jedi is indeed not as delicious as it seems!"

"Young man, you are quite good." The White-Haired Old Beast appeared very kind at this moment, with a smile on its face.

It then introduced that the young man was the Sixth Young Master of the Black White Divine Land.

Then, it spoke calmly, "You can also call me Young Master Lu. Why don't you come and pay your respects?"

Qin Ming stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Sixth... Young Master Lu."

The White-Haired Old Beast's smile vanished, and he said in a deep voice, "You've been rude!"

Young Master Lu remained calm, observing Qin Ming without making any comment.

Qin Ming looked at the White-Haired Old Beast and said, "Senior, do you know me? Please don't have any prejudice against me."

"The Heavenly Prodigy who emerged from Black White Mountain may become the new Ancestor of the New Life Path, shining brightly in Kunling. How could I not know that?" the White-Haired Old Beast said calmly.

Qin Ming immediately realized that this was truly a burden caused by his great reputation.

His background has been circulating for some time now.

The White-Haired Old Beast must have heard that he came from Black White Mountain, paid attention to him, investigated him, and seen his portrait, so he made the connection here.

"Would you be willing to follow me?" Young Master Lu asked.

Qin Ming knew that this was caused by the White-Haired Old Beast making things difficult for him.

Clearly, this old monster not only knew his background, but also surely remembered the night he chased and Palm-Sized Bright Pig.

"What, you're still not willing?" Young Master Lu looked displeased when he saw that he didn't respond immediately.

The White-Haired Old Beast's face darkened, and he said, "Under the whole heaven, all Divine Land. You live in Black White Mountain, so naturally you are one of the young master's subjects. How dare you be so disrespectful?"

Qin Ming was very unhappy. He was simply "unable to refuse the hospitality" and couldn't leave for the time being. He had only been invited to the banquet by Old Panda, so how did he become someone else's subject and have to follow the so-called Young Master Lu?

In the distance, a middle-aged man appeared. He was a true big shot in the Black White Divine Land, who had just been in charge of welcoming the distinguished guests. Now he glanced in this direction.

When he spotted Old Man Liu, a ripple stirred deep within his Heart Lake, and his pupils contracted for a moment, but he quickly concealed it and regained his composure.

He walked over naturally and called out, "Xiao Liu, come here. Make sure you take good care of all the guests."

Then, his heart tightened, and he quietly took Young Master Lu away.

Qin Ming spoke up, "Senior, is there some misunderstanding between us? Meng Xinghai is my uncle, you should be quite familiar with him, right?"

"We have some connections," said the White-Haired Old Beast.

Then, in a cold voice, he said, "I heard you killed many Demon Race on the plateau outside the Third Forbidden Land of Kunling?"

Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat. This wasn't just because of the Palm-Sized Bright Pig; could this old guy also know some demons from Kunling?

He calmly took out a letter, handed it over, and said, "This was left for me by Uncle Meng."

This was certainly not a letter to the White-Haired Old Beast, but it was indeed a handwritten letter from Meng Xinghai, saying that Qin Ming was his nephew, and if he had unintentionally offended any fellow practitioners, he hoped that they would be lenient for his sake.

Meng Xinghai wrote him many such letters, saving them for future reference in crucial moments.

However, the White-Haired Old Beast was unconvinced and said, "I told you, I have some connection with him, but not much. If we were outside, I might give him face, but in the Black White Divine Land, what does his face mean? It's worthless!"

Having said that, it flicked its finger lightly, and the letter instantly turned to dust.

Old Man Liu looked at him.

Inside the most magnificent building in Black White Town, the true owner of this land stiffened slightly after hearing the coded conversation between the middle-aged man and Young Master Lu.