The Tree Demons Who Feared the World Wasn't Chaotic Enough, Battling the Plum Mountain Demon Immortals!

The Primordial Wilderness was vast and boundless.

But Qingyuan had traveled for a time in the past, so he would not lose his way.

Besides.

Heaven and earth possessed spirits.

Mountains, rivers, and lakes all had names.

As long as one silently recited a place name, one could commune with heaven and earth to learn the direction.

For instance, if one thought of Buzhou Mountain.

One would sense an incomparably powerful guiding pull from the divine Buzhou Mountain. The more famous and origin-rich a mountain, river, or lake was, the stronger its guiding sensation would be. Conversely, it would be faint, or perhaps impossible to sense at all.

Qingyuan had set out this time.

To obtain an Innate Spiritual Treasure that had yet to be born but would shine brilliantly in later generations.

This treasure was called the Falling Treasure Gold Coin. It was a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure capable of knocking down all magical treasures below Innate Supreme Treasures, and it could deduce the secrets of heaven. In later generations, it would shine in the hands of the Wuyi Mountain rogue cultivators Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao. It had once knocked down the twenty-four Sea-Calming Pearls and Dragon Binding Rope belonging to Zhao Gongming, the Interception Sect's senior disciple of the Outer Sect, leaving him utterly astonished.

Unfortunately.

Everything came at a cost.

The Falling Treasure Gold Coin consumed Fortune Aura and Merit.

Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao had extremely little Fortune Aura and Merit. After knocking down Zhao Gongming's two magical treasures, their bodies died and their Dao vanished.

Its ability was heaven-defying, but it also consumed quite a lot of Fortune Aura.

But having a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure and not using it were two very different things.

The Primordial Wilderness was vast and boundless.

Qingyuan flew for nearly a thousand years without reaching Wuyi Mountain.

Along the way, he frequently encountered clashes and wars between the Witch-Demon Two Clans. They fought with blazing intensity, and Qingyuan did not dare interfere. Whenever he sensed the aura of battle, he would leave from far away.

As for the great powers of the Witch-Demon Two Clans.

When they sensed Saint Shangqing's aura on this Minor Golden Immortal.

They did not make unnecessary trouble for him.

The next day.

While traveling, Qingyuan saw a mountain in the distance covered in brilliantly blooming plum blossoms. The entire mountain was a sea of pink, and he could not help but appreciate the sight.

He then flew down.

Seeking out old plum trees in the wilderness to pick some petals.

He planned to use them for brewing wine.

Yet not long after strolling through the wilderness, he encountered two tree demons that could speak.

"Who are you, to dare barge into our Plum Mountain? You dare pluck petals without our permission? Who gave you the nerve?"

"Hurry and report to Elder Brother Dai. Tell him a cultivator has trespassed onto Plum Mountain!"

"Did you forget? Elder Brother Dai sensed an opportunity and went traveling through the Primordial Wilderness! He probably will not return for several hundred years!"

"We can find Elder Brother Yuan instead..."

Qingyuan stared blankly at the Willow Tree Demon and Peach Tree Demon, both in the Early Heavenly Immortal Realm and Late True Immortal Realm, feeling somewhat confused.

Plum Mountain?

No way, right?

Plum Mountain seemed to be the territory occupied by the Seven Monsters.

Could these two willow trees be the grass-headed gods of Plum Mountain?

Coming back to his senses.

Qingyuan slightly cupped his hands toward them and smiled. "I am..."

"What demon are you? You have some nerve!! You dare trespass into the dojo of our Plum Mountain Seven Righteous? Take your life!!"

"I just saw him plucking plum blossoms! He dared ruin Elder Brother Dai's plum trees!"

Before Qingyuan could announce his name.

An Ox Immortal and a Pig Immortal charged at him murderously, two gleaming broadswords slashing straight for his head with ferocious momentum!!

"Fine blade techniques!"

Qingyuan smiled.

He picked up a dead branch from the ground and began exchanging moves with the two of them with great interest.

The two were Innate Spirits, blessed with extraordinary talent and infinite strength. Though their moves lacked structure, they relied entirely on force and momentum to defeat their enemies. They were only in the True Immortal Realm Early Stage, but if they fought together, even a Late True Immortal would likely struggle to deal with them.

"This little thief's swordsmanship is truly strange! Fourth Brother, hold him off later. The old method!"

"Alright!"

Zhu Zizhen suddenly transformed into his true form.

He became a ferocious and ugly Great Black Boar, black bristles hard as steel needles covering his body. Two tusks gleamed coldly, and he was dozens of zhang tall as he viciously rammed toward Qingyuan.

"Not a bad technique."

Qingyuan's eyes lit up.

He did not dodge. With only one hand, he stopped the Black Pig and pressed down.

Zhu Zizhen's head smashed uncontrollably into the ground, leaving his mouth full of dirt.

Just then.

Qingyuan sensed a flash of fire that was about to strike his body in an instant, but he nimbly used the branch as a sword and unleashed the Law of Swordsmanship, shattering it.

"Pfft~"

The Ox Gall refined over many years was shattered.

Jin Dasheng spat out blood.

Seeing the two immortals injured in an instant, the peach and willow tree demons cried out in terror for help.

"This is bad!! Something terrible has happened! All you great immortals, come out quickly!! Someone is smashing up the place, and Lord Jin and Lord Zhu are injured!!"

"Someone, come quickly..."

The two immobile tree demons cried out in panic.

"Insolence! Who dares harm my brothers? Take your life!!"

"Thief, stop!"

Before long.

Three figures surrounded Qingyuan with murderous intent.

One figure spat out white light containing the power to immobilize Primordial Spirits and physical bodies.

One figure spat out black mist, and wherever the black mist passed, vegetation fainted.

One figure spat out Poison Mist, and wherever the Poison Mist went, vegetation withered.

Unfortunately, though their momentum was fierce and their appearances terrifying, they possessed little fighting power. Qingyuan casually waved his branch once, and they were all sent flying, unable to rise again.

"Pfft... What evil cultivator is this? His methods are so powerful!"

"If our eldest brother were here, how could we allow you to run wild!!"

"If you dare kill us, our eldest brother will never let you off! I advise you to leave at once!"

"It seems we cannot escape death today..."

The five demons wore despairing expressions, making Qingyuan feel somewhat embarrassed.

There had been a slight misunderstanding at first, but he had never dealt a killing blow from beginning to end. And were those two tree demons trying to stir up chaos?

"Everyone, actually, I..."

"Insolence! What cultivator dares come to my Plum Mountain and harm others? Take your life!!"

Rumble!

The entire Plum Mountain suddenly shook.

A vast and ferocious aura radiated from behind Plum Mountain. Then, a White Ape the size of a small mountain strode over viciously with a Wrought Iron Staff in hand. Surging mana transformed into white light that shot into the heavens, interrupting Qingyuan's words.

"I..."

Qingyuan was somewhat speechless and wanted to explain again.

But the five despairing demons all opened their mouths to plead for help, enraging the White Ape beyond measure. From afar, he shrank to a size of eighteen feet, grabbed the Crescent Moon Longbow at his waist, nocked Wolf Fang Arrows, and drew the bow to its full moon. Nine Wolf Fang Arrows flashed with cold light as they tore through the air, appearing before Qingyuan's face in an instant.

"Excellent archery!"

Qingyuan nodded in approval.

With one hand, he caught all nine Wolf Fang Arrows and threw them back!

"What tremendous strength!"

Yuan Hong's expression changed in shock.

He hastily swung his Wrought Iron Staff and knocked down the nine Wolf Fang Arrows.

After exerting tremendous effort.

Yuan Hong finally managed to knock down all nine arrows, but the bones in both arms holding the staff ached from the impact, and he felt deeply doubtful.

What tremendous strength.

Who exactly was this person? Their Plum Mountain Seven Righteous had always remained hidden here, living peacefully in their own corner and never provoking trouble. How had they offended such a powerful enemy?

But seeing his brothers on the brink of death.

He did not think further.

Gritting his teeth, he charged at Qingyuan with the Wrought Iron Staff. Shadows of the staff that could split heaven and cover earth turned into a storm that ravaged the surroundings, shaking Plum Mountain until it cracked and causing plum trees to collapse. The display was especially astonishing.

Qingyuan watched with eyes full of surprise.

He also picked up a wooden staff from the ground and sparred with Yuan Hong, secretly guiding his staff technique.

This Yuan Hong truly had an extraordinary physique and was a born martial genius. His attainments in staff techniques were remarkable. Though he was only a Late True Immortal, his attainments in staff techniques were absolutely no less than Wuzhiqi's.

"You hateful thief cultivator! If you have the ability, fight me head-on! Why do you keep dodging around?"

Yuan Hong could not defeat Qingyuan even after a long time.

He was furious.

He felt that his Wrought Iron Staff contained the force of ten thousand jun, and one blow could smash even a mountain apart!

Yet every time, he was only a little short of killing this person.

This fellow was far too good at dodging, wasn't he?

After fighting for a long time.

Yuan Hong's mana was exhausted and he was utterly spent, yet this person remained expressionless. He finally understood the gap between them.

So he simply gave up.

He threw away the Wrought Iron Staff and panted. "Come, kill us!! When our eldest brother returns, he will avenge us!"

"That's right! We brothers live and die together. If you have the ability, kill us!"

"Hurry up and do it! Give us a quick death!!!"

Jin Dasheng, Zhu Zizhen, and the others also shouted angrily, leaving Qingyuan helpless. "When did I ever say I wanted to kill you? What grudge do we have? Why would I kill you?"

"Ah?"

All six of them were dumbfounded.

"You won't kill us?"

"Why would I kill you? Do we know each other?"

Qingyuan's question left the six speechless. They looked at one another, then asked, "If you won't kill us, why did you attack us?"

"But I never attacked you. You were clearly the ones who rushed out and started fighting me without a word. I never had a chance to explain."

Qingyuan helplessly shook his head.

"Third Brother, Fourth Brother, is that really what happened?"

Yuan Hong's face twitched as he looked toward Jin Dasheng and Zhu Zizhen.

The two flushed with embarrassment and said awkwardly, "We don't know either. We only heard Gao Ming and Gao Jue say someone had come looking for trouble, so we wanted to drive him away."

"..."

"..."

Yuan Hong, Wu Long, and Yang Xian felt utterly miserable.

They all turned to look at the willow and peach tree demons, frightening the two trees until they trembled.

"Six lords, how about you listen to our explanation?"