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CBGC - ch135.1
🕑 Added 2023-10-18 02:26:58 +0000 UTC1/2
Chapter 135: I Am Who I Am
Su Tingyun is heading to the Qilian Mountains, and naturally, she needs Little Bai to show her the way, so she doesn't waste time on detours.
Both Big Bai and Little Bai have now acknowledged her as their master, so they can be stored in the jade bracelet or ring, but the ring is more reliable. Even though it still lacks water inside, it's filled with rich spiritual energy. It also exists outside the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and recovery seems faster in there.
Su Tingyun has no intention of exposing Big Bai and Little Bai, she only needs their guidance. Big Bai has been very weak lately, and even after two days, she's still as soft as mere skin, but with slightly fewer cracks, like a deflated balloon. She doesn't know how long it will take for Big Bai to fully recover.
Although she is on her way to the Qilian Mountains, Su Tingyun has been using the Springwater Sword to sense Little Uncle's whereabouts. Her own divine sense might not be able to detect it, but the Springwater Sword is highly sensitive to the sword intent of the other party, so there's a chance it might discover something.
But she has been unsuccessful so far. After a day, Su Tingyun arrives at the Qilian Mountains.
The Qilian Mountains are an extremely perilous place, the nearby sky always gloomy.
How to describe it? The sky is covered in dark clouds, as if they never do clear up at any time of the year. Masters in the Mahayana stage can control the weather at will, a turn of their hands could make clouds, a shift of their palms could make rain. Su Tingyun's sword releases a surge of spiritual energy, and it seems capable of dispersing the dark clouds effortlessly. But here, the overcast sky persists endlessly, an eerie and malevolent shroud. At first glance, it resembles the sky over the Sealed Heaven. In the end, Su Tingyun doesn't possess the ability to dispel these gloomy clouds.
Or perhaps, these aren't clouds at all.
Su Tingyun doesn't waste her energy on such matters. She carefully scans with her divine sense and notices that one's consciousness in this area is partially restricted. She can perceive the surroundings within about one li in radius, but anything farther appears not invisible but rather extremely blurred, as if someone splashed ink and made several brushstrokes, concealing the truth underneath.
As she ventures deeper, Su Tingyun feels the malevolent aura growing heavier. It's like being in a graveyard, or entering a realm that forbids life. Everything is in deathly silence, devoid of any signs of vitality.
The outer periphery of the Qilian Mountains holds many rare treasures and exotic plants, which attract numerous treasure seekers. Everyone thinks that if there are countless natural treasures outside, there must be even more valuable ones inside. However, they could never have imagined that the reality inside would be like this.
How many people have ventured into the deep and ancient forests of the Qilian Mountains in desperation, all with the goal of finding treasures? However, they ended up losing their lives in these woods. The atmosphere here is so heavily tainted with the stench of death that even Su Tingyun feels uncomfortable, let alone ordinary cultivators.
Could Yan Yuqing really be here?
Why did Zhang Zhizi choose to escape straight to this place? What hidden secrets does this place hold that even Su Lijiang couldn't discover?
Su Tingyun advances slowly, and she sees countless remains, most of which are human, with some belonging to spiritual beasts. They are covered by decaying and dried leaves, but many are still exposed, emitting a foul odor.
These corpses haven't completely decayed, which suggests that they haven't been dead for long. However, how could such a large number of cultivators with varying levels of cultivation die in the depths of the Qilian Mountains within such a short period of time?
