"Demon qi?" Cui Hao glanced at Cloud Dream Marsh, shrouded in mist before him, and asked with a hint of puzzlement, "Why haven't I sensed any?"
Chen Baiqing sighed softly and said:
"Sometimes, think about your own cultivation. You can find the reason for a lot of things there."
At this, Cui Hao looked at Chen Baiqing aggrievedly:
"Senior Sister, are we going in now?"
"No. Let's wait for Wang Chuan and Li Huazhu first. Judging by the time, they should be back from gathering information soon."
Chen Baiqing stepped out of the carriage, using spiritual power to hold herself gently aloft rather than landing directly on the ground.
There was no other reason: Cloud Dream Marsh was thick with moisture. Almost every road was a muddy mess, and anywhere without a road was practically a swamp.
This road was no exception. Even the cleanliness-loving spirit horse had been tormented into submission and was covered in mud.
Looking at Cloud Dream Marsh, barred by towering mountains before her, Chen Baiqing's expression grew somewhat grave.
The part of Northern Jambudvipa near Central Province and its interior were practically two different worlds.
In the areas of Northern Jambudvipa bordering Central Province, many customs and buildings followed Central Province's example.
Yet the farther inland one went, the more Northern Jambudvipa revealed its original appearance.
Very little of Northern Jambudvipa's interior had been developed. The farther inland one went, the fewer towering city walls and cities one saw.
The deeper one ventured, the more it felt like entering the primordial wilderness.
Most people here lived in villages. Only in places where people exchanged what they had for what they lacked did trading points arise by common custom, and most transactions were barter.
Even their speech became incomprehensible. Northern Jambudvipa had a bewildering variety of