Visiting Yulian's Parents Again

Gray Water Pool.

Within Hushan Kingdom, it was the most mysterious place in the eyes of ordinary tribes.

The vast deep pool was surrounded by waterways and marshlands stretching nearly a hundred li. Only one southbound river led directly into the depths of Gray Water Pool, yet at the river's narrowest point stood a city of the Water Race guarding the passage. Spirit Serpents also patrolled the depths of the channel; when they encountered unfamiliar boats, a single wave would send them drifting a hundred li away before they could react.

As for the Cultivation World, its vicious reputation had long been known. Unless absolutely necessary, no one wished to enter, for those who did faced certain death. In the world of the Spirit Serpents, there was no notion of refraining from slaughter. Killing cultivators who trespassed into their territory was merely following nature's laws of survival.

Thus, this place could be considered a forbidden land of Hushan Kingdom, one that ordinary people scarcely dared approach.

Yet within this baleful place passed down by word of mouth lay scenery as beautiful as a painting. Upon the nearly hundred-li expanse of azure waters was an independent ecosystem. Dense vegetation grew among interlacing waterways, dotted with drooping willows and stretches of reeds. Many flocks of birds and herds of beasts lived amid those reeds and along their edges.

To the north of the deep pool stood a lofty mountain stretching sixty kilometers across. Brilliant clusters of flowers bloomed there year-round, while several ancient pear trees grew atop the summit. At that moment, a grayish-white Spirit Serpent with a red crest upon its head lounged lazily on a branch facing the sun, its head resting beside a fresh pear the size of an adult's fist. From time to time, it opened its mouth