Attack on the Primeval Deity's Dojo

The Northern Territory was vast, but its scenery was monotonous. Ye Fan found it novel at first, but eventually grew tired of the sights.

"I still think the Southern Territory is better," he remarked.

"Then shall I send you back to the Ji Family?"

"No need, I can't bear it." Ye Fan immediately refused.

"I will never go to the Ji Family again in my life."

Heh, men. Their name was fickleness.

There was a village on an oasis roughly a dozen miles across.

The village was not large, with only several dozen households, all its houses built from stone.

Far in the distance stood a solitary purplish-brown stone mountain several thousand meters tall. Its surface was bare and smooth, with neither vegetation nor even soil.

Qin Sheng observed it carefully from afar, then nodded.

"This should be the place."

"There are clues to the Jade Lake Ancient Scripture here?" Ye Fan was doubtful.

The village was far too ordinary. No matter how he looked at it, it did not seem connected to a Holy Land or an Emperor Scripture.

"Do you understand Yaochi, or do I?"

Just then, dust billowed from the ground as more than a dozen people rode horses with exotic beast bloodlines toward them from afar and entered Stone Village.

"Listen up! Hand over five jin of Source within a month, or you know my methods better than anyone!"

"You dare resist? Beat them! Six strikes a second, no more and no less!"

"...That little girl is quite pretty. Take her away and let the brothers have some fun!"

Coarse shouts came from Stone Village and reached Qin Sheng and Ye Fan's ears.

Qin Sheng said to Ye Fan, "This is the Northern Territory. It is not paradise. On the contrary, it is a bloody and