Green Mountain Town

After leaving Wu Tan City, Wei Yang traveled along the road to Green Mountain Town.

Only then did Wei Yang quietly let out a breath of relief.

It would have been a lie to say he had not been nervous under Gu Xun'er's gaze.

After all, at least two Dou Emperor experts were always secretly following at Gu Xun'er's side.

He did not want to attract anyone's attention right now.

Before he possessed the strength to protect himself, Wei Yang did not want even the slightest accident to occur.

Call it persecution paranoia or fear of insufficient firepower—either way, it ran in the family.

Alone in this other world, with no one to rely on, he had no sense of security whatsoever.

He had to be cautious in every step.

Several days later.

At dusk.

Wei Yang finally arrived safely at his destination.

A small town on the outskirts of the Magic Beast Mountain Range: Green Mountain Town.

This was a mercenary town.

After entering the town, he found that most of the people coming and going on the streets were mercenaries who made their living from the Magic Beast Mountain Range.

A clean-cut, scholarly-looking youth like Wei Yang seemed rather out of place here.

Dressed in black, he strode through the town.

Some passing mercenaries sized Wei Yang up with curious eyes. A few with loose tongues even tossed out a couple of teasing remarks.

"Hey, which young master is this? Here for a little sightseeing?"

"Haha, little young master, hurry home now."

"Keep your voices down. It wouldn't be good if you scared him into tears."

"Hahahaha~"

Wei Yang's expression remained calm, and he could not be bothered to pay them any mind.

These mercenaries, at most Three-star or Four-star Dou Zhes, simply were not worth his attention.

There was no need to argue with them.

Not long after entering the town, Wei Yang spotted a shop ahead called Myriad Medicine House.

Myriad Medicine House was quite the famous place to check in at.

Wei Yang stopped and looked at it with interest.

The place was bustling, with groups of three to five mercenaries constantly coming and going.

From time to time, injured people were carried in or out.

Standing before the shop, Wei Yang watched quietly while listening closely.

He did not hear any mention of Xiao Yi Xian from the mercenaries around him.

It seemed that Xiao Yi Xian either had not arrived yet, or had only just arrived. She was still young and had not yet completed her apprenticeship, so naturally she had no reputation yet.

Judging by her age, Xiao Yi Xian could not have been more than twelve or thirteen at this point, right?

After watching for a while, Wei Yang turned and left.

He had no intention of deliberately looking for Xiao Yi Xian or taking the initiative to get involved with her.

There was no denying that Xiao Yi Xian was indeed an unattainable regret in many people's hearts, Wei Yang included.

But the Body of Calamitous Poison was truly a huge problem!

Wei Yang had no intention of building a harem.

Throw himself at any beautiful woman he saw?

Not happening.

After all, if he got involved with someone, he would have to take responsibility for her.

Wei Yang did not like trouble.

He was still struggling himself and had yet to make something of himself. How could he have the mind to chase skirts and get tangled up in all sorts of nonsense?

Though he really did crave that exquisite little waist of hers, for now it was merely a fantasy. He had not even met her yet.

For something as high-difficulty as the Body of Calamitous Poison, it was best not to touch it if possible.

Mm, he would just treat it as something he could take or leave.

No initiative, no refusal—just let fate decide.

Besides, wasn't Qing Lin tempting enough?

She had a truly sinuous waist!

After finding an inn and booking a room, Wei Yang ate dinner, washed up early, then sat cross-legged on the bed. He circulated his cultivation technique for his daily training while dedicating part of his mind to thinking.

For a High-Grade Yellow Tier Cultivation Technique like the Crimson Flame Art, the circulation route was not particularly complicated.

After three years of cultivation, he was already incomparably familiar with the route. He would not make a mistake even with his eyes closed.

With Wei Yang's powerful Soul Power, it did not interfere with his cultivation even if he split off part of his mind to think about other matters.

I need to get a Storage Ring, Wei Yang thought to himself.

The Cliff Cave Opportunity near Green Mountain Town contained mountains of gold, silver, and treasures, worth at least several million Gold Coins. Without a Storage Ring, how was he supposed to take it all away?

There were also many precious medicinal herbs inside, and he needed a Storage Ring to hold those as well.

But Storage Rings were expensive.

He only had a few hundred Gold Coins on him in total. He could not afford one.

"Among everyone trying to make it on the Dou Qi Continent, I'm probably the most pathetic one, right?"

He was already a Six-star Dou Master, yet he did not even own a Storage Ring and had only a few hundred Gold Coins to his name.

It would be embarrassing to tell anyone.

That Cliff Cave Opportunity was absurd too. It was an inheritance cave left behind by a Dou Emperor expert. It even contained mountains of Gold Coins, yet there was no Storage Ring and no cultivation technique inside. That made no sense at all.

"Forget it. I'll find the cave first. At worst, I can bring out some jewelry to sell, buy a Storage Ring, then go back in."

Magic Beast Mountain Range.

This was a paradise for mercenaries and adventurers. Every day, countless mercenaries entered to seek adventure—either hunting Magic Beasts for Magic Cores or gathering precious Spiritual Herbs.

Of course, every day, many mercenaries entered and never came back out.

Within the forest stood towering ancient trees, tangled with old vines.

Whoosh!

A black shadow suddenly darted out from a thicket.

"Crushing Stone Palm!"

Crushing Stone Palm, a mid-grade Yellow Tier Dou Technique.

Bang!

A palm glowing with faint red dou qi slammed viciously into the head of a first-tier boar-type Magic Beast.

Visible to the naked eye, the boar-type Magic Beast's skull caved in.

Wei Yang came to a stop. Looking at the dead boar-type Magic Beast beneath his feet, he drew a dagger from his waist, skillfully cut open the corpse, and picked out an earth-yellow Magic Core.

"Not bad. It dropped a Magic Core."

Wei Yang smiled and placed the Magic Core into his backpack.

He had been wandering around the outer region of the Magic Beast Mountain Range for five or six days now, and had roughly scouted the surrounding area. So far, he had not found any trace of that cliff cave.

Wei Yang was not in a hurry. The opportunity was there, and he would find it sooner or later.

After all, there were countless cliffs and precipices in this outer region. He could search slowly.

Moreover, after five or six days of scouting, he had already ruled out most of the outer region. As he gradually ventured deeper, he believed he was getting closer and closer to his destination.

After resting briefly, Wei Yang continued onward.

The beast-hide backpack on his back was bulging, filled with quite a few medicinal herbs and Magic Cores. By his rough estimate, they were worth at least four or five thousand Gold Coins.

Wei Yang traveled very cautiously along the way.

Though this was only the outer region of the Magic Beast Mountain Range, where one usually encountered first-tier Magic Beasts and rarely saw second-tier ones, there was no harm in being careful.

It was not as if no one had ever capsized in a ditch.

As he moved through the dense forest, Wei Yang relied on his powerful Soul Perception to avoid any battles he could. After all, he was not here to grind weak monsters.

Whenever he sensed Magic Beasts ahead of him, he chose to take a detour around them.

Only when they truly could not be avoided did he end the fight as quickly as possible.

After winding around for some time, near the afternoon, Wei Yang passed through a dense forest.

The dim view suddenly brightened.

Wei Yang looked up and saw a somewhat steep cliff before him. Beneath it spread a lush, verdant forest, a rather beautiful sight.

Wei Yang's eyes immediately lit up. He hurried to the edge of the cliff and looked out into the distance, where endless green mountains stretched away.

This terrain seemed very similar to the description in the original work.

Pulling back his gaze from the distance, Wei Yang quickly swept his eyes over the cliff's edge. Only after confirming there was no danger nearby did he lean out and carefully search the cliff face.

Between the steep cliff walls, the crags were rugged and uneven, covered in protruding chunks of stone, strangely twisted trees growing haphazardly, and things like bones.

Wei Yang's gaze slowly and carefully swept across those sheer walls.

Before long, his eyes stopped at a section of mountain wall concealed behind fallen timber.

The strange trees growing on that part of the cliff appeared no different from those elsewhere at first glance, but because Wei Yang had come prepared, he keenly noticed a few subtle differences.

Narrowing his eyes and using the slanting sunlight, Wei Yang seemed able to make out a pitch-black hollow in the cliff through the gaps between the trees.

"It should be here. I finally found it!" Wei Yang rejoiced inwardly.