Equipping Void-Treading Wind-Chasing Steps! The Golden-Mane Boar Demon King Curried Favor
The writing settled, Demon Core shattered in the slot.
When that primordial energy surged forth, Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment.
Not at all aggressive.
The source of the Mystic Leopard is the randomly burrowing mercury, while the source of the White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger is the rampaging magma. This one, however, is like a thick blanket, covering everything from above.
First, my whole body tensed up, as if an indescribable, heavy shell had covered my body.
His skin tightened, his veins thickened and hardened, and even his internal organs were tightly wrapped, as if his entire body was wrapped from head to toe by something invisible.
After an unknown amount of time, the tightness in my chest and back eased.
Yang Xiao raised his hand again; the heaviness was still there, but it had changed with his movement.
When you raise your hand, it travels down your shoulder and back; when you clench your fist, it gathers on your wrist bone; and when you stand up, it spreads evenly and solidly all over your body.
Yang Xiao stood up and took a few steps on flat ground, which did not put too much strain on him.
He raised his left arm, bent his right knuckles, and tapped his forearm.
Bang, bang.
The sound was muffled, like striking a thick carapace.
Yang Xiao's eyebrows twitched slightly. With a thought, he condensed a wisp of sharp Golden Astral Force at the tip of his right finger and slowly pressed it down onto his left arm.
The Golden Astral Force sank down, causing the skin and flesh to cave in.
But the moment that force landed, he clearly saw the sharp Golden Astral Force pierce into one spot, and then the sharp force spread along his forearm, where it was shared by the surrounding skin.
He increased his strength several times over, but it was still the same.
Yang Xiao withdrew his Golden Astral Force and looked down at his forearm; there wasn't even a white mark on his skin.
The Rock-Patterned Armor wasn't just a shell covering him.
It transformed his body into the Mystic Turtle Demon King's Xuan Armor, which could disperse attacks. No matter how great the attack, it would be dispersed, thus preventing excessive damage.
However, this characteristic was unexpectedly overcome by his own Gold-Splitting Jade-Breaking Saber.
Yang Xiao once again took out the book "Void-Treading Wind-Chasing Steps" from his pocket.
With a thought, the pages of the book transformed into streams of light and disappeared into the empty slots.
[Mystic Core - Void-Treading Wind-Chasing Steps]
[Effect 1: Mastery of "Void-Treading Wind-Chasing Steps" is maxed out.]
[Effect 2: Obtain the purple affix "Void-Treading Step": Step into the air as if walking on flat ground, your feet become solidified, unaffected by terrain, and you can instantly teleport short distances.]
The moment the words were written, a complete set of footwork unfolded in his mind.
Each move was executed with such practice that it seemed as if he had been rehearsing for decades.
With his eyes closed, Yang Xiao went through the entire set of footwork in his mind. He lifted his feet lightly and felt the invisible air around him become faintly tangible.
"Go out and give it a try."
He stepped onto a blade of grass, and unexpectedly, the grass supported his weight.
With the second step, he was already ten feet off the ground. With the third step, he stepped on the top of a clump of horizontally growing shrubs. The branches bent down by only half an inch, and he was already up another twenty feet.
Next, Yang Xiao tried to step into the void in mid-air.
Although I was able to take to the air before, it was actually due to the Wind Pattern supporting my body; I couldn't get any leverage in the air using only my legs.
Now, even without deliberately activating the Wind Pattern, one can freely tread on the void and use the force to move in mid-air.
The so-called "condensing emptiness into reality" refers to this principle.
The next day, the man and his horse continued south.
Following Tie Yunyan's advice, we turned right at the fork in the road, crossed two ridges, and then the Black Mountain Ridge, covered with black stones, came into view.
Climbing over a stone ridge, the cliff face on the other side of Black Ridge comes into full view.
Halfway up the mountain forest, the entrance to a deep and secluded cave suddenly opened up, revealing a flat area in front of it where demons were moving about, creating quite a lively scene.
Groups of two or three little demons carried wooden boxes out of the cave, which seemed to contain some valuable items.
Several others carried baskets filled with freshly picked mountain delicacies: plump red mushrooms, dew-covered lingzhi mushrooms, and several fist-sized mountain fruits, all neatly arranged in shades of red and purple.
The little demons carrying it chatted and laughed as they headed towards the valley on the other side of the ridge.
Yang Xiao lowered his body and took out the golden-red Yao Qi of the Golden-Mane Boar Demon King again to examine it. He found that it was going in the same direction as the little demons carrying the wooden boxes and baskets.
Out of curiosity, I followed.
The entry Breath Concealment its presence, and as it moved, not even the withered leaves beneath its feet rustled.
Yang Xiao followed them closer and could hear their conversation.
"... Did the King go to the Queen's place again?"
A short Wolf Demon walked at the back, scratched his rumpled pants pockets, and spoke to the monkey demon beside him.
"They've gone. They set off early this morning and arrived quite early."
"Tsk, how many trips have you taken this month?"
"Was it the fourth or fifth trip? I can't remember."
The monkey demon carrying the wooden box yawned, "Anyway, the king has been going over there every day lately, and he always makes us deliver things there."
"Just who is that lady?"
Who knows?
The Wolf Demon who spoke first narrowed his eyes, a wicked grin on his face, "I've heard that lady's voice from afar, tsk, that voice makes my bones melt, I really want to see what she looks like."
Shh, keep your voice down!
The monkey demon immediately stopped the Wolf Demon from continuing, then cautiously peeked left and right, afraid of being overheard.
"If the king hears you spouting nonsense here, not only will you be punished, but I will be punished as well!"
Yang Xiao followed silently within a range of three hundred feet.
The king knew he was referring to the Golden-Mane Boar Demon King, but this queen... Yellow Wind Mountain didn't seem to have such a person.
Who is this person who could command a powerful Demon King like the Golden-Mane Boar to personally send gifts to him, and who even forbids his underlings from inquiring about?
Yang Xiao suppressed these thoughts one by one.
There's no point in dwelling on things you can't figure out the answer to.
He only needs to know two things now: First, the Golden-Mane Boar Demon King is in the valley. Second, there is also a mysterious "Queen" in the valley.
He left the pile of rocks and followed the direction in which the little demon was carrying the vessel.
After walking for dozens of miles, a secluded valley unfolded before us.
The two walls are steep, but the valley floor is flat, and the vegetation is much denser than on the ridge. A thin stream flows down the center of the valley.
Deep in the stream, nestled beneath a cliff face, lies a cave dwelling.
It was smaller than the one belonging to the Golden-Mane Boar, but the entrance was neatly constructed, the stone surface was polished smooth, and several flowering shrubs were transplanted in front of the cave.
It doesn't look like a place where demons live.
It looks like a house that someone has carefully decorated.
Yang Xiao lay prone in the shade above the valley entrance, concealing his breathing, and slowly looked over.
Deep in the stream, a short, stocky giant stood outside the cave entrance.
Its deliberately chosen earthy yellow robe and wild, flowing golden mane added to its rugged and handsome appearance, but two fangs protruding from the corners of its mouth instantly ruined the carefully crafted look.
It held a wooden box in both hands, its waist slightly bent, and the way its short, stout body was bent in that posture looked indescribably awkward.
As if he could smell a fragrance wafting from the cave, the short, stocky giant felt a dryness in his throat and involuntarily swallowed.
"Lady Musk, these are mountain goods and human clothing that I brought from the nearby mountains."
"What else do you need? Just tell me, and I, Old Pig, will get it for you."
"Please let me in and have a seat!"