Toutian's Plan

"However, you must believe that since I have given you my word, I will absolutely not go back on it."

"And the stone tablet from Dragon Tiger Mountain can be considered my gift to you upon our first meeting."

Seeing Toutian speak in such a manner, Ye Lin felt his resolve waver.

The truth was that the Nine Swords held too great an attraction for him; after all, he was currently searching in a state of aimless confusion.

The entire Eastern Continent was so vast that searching for the whereabouts of the remaining stone tablets was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.

Everything depended entirely on luck.

By the time he managed to locate the positions of the Nine Swords, it would be ages from now.

"Fine, I agree. But why are you so insistent that I accompany you to the Dark Forest?"

Only then did Ye Lin voice the doubt in his heart.

He had heard of the Dark Forest; it was located within the territory of the Demon Race.

Furthermore, the forest was inhabited solely by lonely ghosts and wandering spirits.

Generally, after a cultivator fell, if their soul was not obliterated by their opponent, the souls of great experts would seize the opportunity to possess another body and be reborn, while the souls of weaker cultivators would simply dissipate into the heavens and earth.

Returning to the heavens and earth, born of the heavens and earth, dying in the heavens and earth.

However, after some cultivators died, due to special circumstances, their souls would not dissipate but instead continue to cultivate, specializing as ghost cultivators.

Those within the Dark Forest were the souls of creatures from various major races who had fallen in battle. They existed within the Dark Forest, and theoretically, as