Undead Nest

The undulating black mountain range almost covered the entire horizon, like a hungry beast crouching on the ground. The slightly open gap resembled the beast's gaping maw, constantly eyeing the Wasteland.

A cloud of dark mist rose from above the mountain range, as if it had left the Wasteland and entered the legendary Endless Abyss where only Demon could survive.

The whistling wind came from a great distance, sounding exactly like the snoring of this ferocious beast.

The unique Tide winds of the Wasteland blew in, carrying a stench, heat, and a nauseating smell of rotting corpses.

Anfuni watched Li Ziran gradually become excited, and she couldn't understand how a place where almost all living things were extinct could make a person so excited.

"Are you sure this is our destination?" She didn't want to stay a minute longer. Although she was a baby now, she was a real woman, and no woman likes a place like this.

Moreover, the soil beneath her, resembling rotten flesh, disgusted her. Stepping on it even caused a trickle of bright red blood to seep out. What was even more incomprehensible to her was that the power of the Elemental Tide here was drastically weakening. Without the Elemental Tide, the Elemental Bug she needed to communicate with simply did not exist.

The closer she got to the dark mountain range, the more pronounced this feeling became. Even Jon, who was attached to her, began to reject it. However, by gently licking the air with his tongue, he could always extract a trace of elemental energy, barely managing to remain still.

Li Ziran didn't care about Anfuni's reaction. After going through many hardships, he finally returned home. Of course, this wasn't home, but he had spent the most time in the Undead Nest in the past four years.

Despite the stench, which he disliked somewhat, the resources here were undoubtedly the most abundant Li Ziran had ever seen.

"That's how the Undead Nest is, Anfuni. Why don't you go back first? The transformation surgery needs some time to prepare. I'll keep an eye on your organs during that time. I also need to do some research and replenish my Magic Power potions. Even if you stay with me, the surgery can't start right away." Li Ziran gave him very practical advice.

Although he wanted to retain Anfuni, his VIP, he had to be realistic.

But Anfuni seemed to have completely misunderstood him, and snorted coldly, "What, do you really think I'm a little princess in a castle? It's just some stench, Li Ziran. I hope you can understand that I'm a woman. Don't try to fob me off with this unreliable attitude."

Not at ease?

Li Ziran smiled wryly; in his view, he should be the man he trusted the most.

Okay, okay, whatever you like.

Li Ziran is now eager to meet the Necromancer immediately and discuss the matter of Corpse Witch control and soul transplantation, but the closer he gets, the more nervous he becomes, as it is far from as easy as he imagined.

The Necromancer are the absolute controllers of the Undead Nest. These three Archmage devote almost all their precious time to the study of corpses. To get them to spare time to look after the dead, you'd have to wait for a truly exceptional business opportunity.

Of the three Undead Magister, Li Ziran was most familiar with Gegwu. Gargamel was most skilled with Skeleton, had a gloomy temper, and his most powerful method was to unleash Undead Bone Calamity. The Bone Mage Gegwu, who was feared by the world, became famous for slaughtering a Human Race city-state with his countless seas of Skeleton.

The reason Li Ziran was able to get acquainted with such an important figure was because he had given him a heart transplant. However, it would be difficult to get Gegwu to teach him Corpse Witch control and Soul Transfer based on this relationship alone.

Every powerful being has a quirky temper, and Necromancer are notoriously bad-tempered.

Many people find it difficult to get along with Necromancer. They are eccentric, gloomy, and prone to temper tantrums, and they always like to live in places with deep yin energy. However, in Li Ziran's view, the more eccentric the temper, the more powerful they are. Power brings value, and value creates opportunities for trade.

Li Ziran was in a hurry and walked very fast. Anfuni followed closely on her Frog. Even though the Brass-Gold Radiance blocked out the stench, the dark environment around her still made her very uncomfortable.

Especially when we got close to the Undead Nest, I almost didn't want to go any further.

She finally saw the whole picture of the black mountain, or rather, it wasn't a mountain at all, but a huge mountain range formed by a jumble of corpses piled up together.

What appeared to be a black mist from afar was not mist at all, but rather a swarm of flies, mosquitoes, and bloodsucking worms feeding on these corpses, their buzzing and roaring sound resembling that of a high-frequency machine.

She had never seen such a disgusting place, much less a mountain of corpses.

The hurricane on the Wasteland felt as if flies thousands of meters away were being blown onto her face, causing her to unconsciously touch her cheek.

Looking down, a bright red stream flowed freely across the soft sand, some of it seeping into the cracks in the sand, while others flowed along the surface of the sand and eventually merged with it.

Ugh!

Anfuni finally couldn't hold it in and vomited up all the goat milk she had drunk that morning.

She now understood how the outer layers of reddish-brown, soft soil had formed; they were stained with this bright red blood, and the source of the blood was clearly the mountain of corpses.

Nestled between these three Corpse Mountain, there was even a hastily constructed town.

The town is divided into two rows, orderly and with a large population, appearing quite prosperous.

"Li Ziran, if you're considering changing locations, I can offer you some extra compensation!" Anfuni finally gave in, admitting she couldn't accept this environment.

Li Ziran shook his head. "I told you, this place isn't suitable for you. If you really don't trust me, you can go to Mading'er's. It's only half a day's journey. I can meet with you once a week and explain the pre-operative care you need to do. Of course, if you find the Giant's milk, I can also go to Martin's."

Anfuni didn't speak, but her eyes were stubborn. She patted the Frog's head, and the protective shield formed by the Brass-Gold Radiance became even thicker.

This girl clearly planned to spend this period of time inside the Frog.

Li Ziran smiled. It didn't matter. He didn't have any extra energy to waste on surgery right now. Of course, he also lacked experience. Right now, he just needed to meet the Necromancer as soon as possible.

Looking up at the town in the center of the Corpse Mountain, I saw Blackwind Pass Town. Its name comes from the enormous flies and mosquitoes that swarmed around the town, and among these insects, there were even more dark Corpse Bug.

These are tiny insects that feed specifically on corpses. Their flesh is very delicious, especially with lots of juice. This juice contains a wealth of nutrients, and just one small insect can replenish a person's daily energy needs.

There are specialized insect catchers in the town who sell these insects to Human Race and Beast Race. Military rations made from these insects are very popular. Some skilled insect catchers even raise insects using corpses. Although the Corpse Bug obtained this way are not as effective as wild ones, they are easier to control.

Corpse Bug, corpses.

It is the main industry in the entire Blackwind Pass.

Even before entering the Blackwind Pass, you can see large, constantly spinning fans covered in mosquitoes; these creatures have eaten their fill and are now resting.

The town has three Mill, and this Mill is the most successful.

The Mill was run by a charming, Rainbow-Tailed Chickenfolk, a Winged Race. However, after losing their ability to fly, most of this race engaged in trades such as leather and flesh.

The proprietress's name is Jili, but acquaintances all call her "San Niang," a name given to her by Li Ziran. Everyone thought it sounded nice, so they naturally started calling her that.

Jili is the chief of a Little Rainbow-Tailed Chicken Tribe. The entire tribe basically does the same business. They are naturally capable and quite attractive, so they can earn a lot of money.

Li Ziran was most fond of a girl named Rose, but unfortunately, she was bought by someone else two years ago when he went out on business.

"Hey, distinguished guests, please come in!" From afar, a group of girls could be heard calling out from the balcony on the second floor of the Mill, their giggles mingling with their slender, fair legs dangling from the railing.

At this moment, several sharp-eyed girls from the Rainbow-Tailed Clan spotted Li Ziran. They quickly jumped down from the building, flapped their wings a few times, landed steadily, and rushed over.

"Hey buddy, you're back! Are you exhausted? Need to relax with someone?"

"Young man, you must have had a long and tiring trip. I've prepared a hot bath for you, and I'll give you a foot massage!"

"Young man, come to my room. I've put on some perfume, it's made by the Beast Race Forbes, it's really expensive!"

Five Rainbow-tail Girl surrounded Li Ziran, chattering incessantly.

Li Ziran took out ten copper coins from his hand and gave two to each person. "I'm scared of you guys. You always use the same trick. Can't you come up with something different?"

The five girls put the copper coins away, but they were still persistent, and some even started to grab them.

Li Ziran didn't deliberately avoid them. He knew these girls well. Whenever he had special business that required manpower, he would invite a few of the Rainbow-tail Girl to come over. They had delicate hands and were suitable to be helpers. They could also occasionally help apply medicine.

"Get out of here, get out of here, you little wenches, are you itching for something? Get lost, go back and entertain the guests!"

A sharp sound rapidly approached from afar. Through the gap in the girl's shoulder, one could see a tall woman draped in an ill-fitting, colorful silk dress rushing towards them.

San Niang!

Judging from his appearance, he must have just finished a business transaction.