Chapter 487 - Chapter 487: Chapter 479 Wicked Sorcery_1 (1/2)

Chapter 487: Chapter 479 Wicked Sorcery_1

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For a man with the cultivation of a Fourfold Commoner, as long as he put in a bit of effort, it was entirely possible to complete.

Qin Niu arrived at the Ancient Banyan Tree with Xiao Qing and the Green Ox; Wang Wanyan and Tang Caixian had already been waiting there.

Since only Qin Niu possessed the ability to navigate out of the banyan’s maze, the two dared not enter.

“Everyone, go in and cultivate!”

Qin Niu didn’t rush to enter but instead released two War Bees to monitor the movements of Liu Qing.

Soon, he noticed that Liu Qing had also entered the mountain.

However, instead of heading in this direction, Liu Qing circumvented the mountain ridge Qin Niu had bought and headed toward Woniuling.

Woniuling was part of an unclaimed mountain range.

It mainly consisted of low hills that rose and fell, surrounding the northern region of Jade Stream Town. Most woodcutters preferred to go into this range to chop wood and gather firewood.

Since the hills were low, there were rarely any fierce beasts to be found there.

Occasionally, one or two jackals would appear, and even wolves seldom ventured there.

However, Woniuling had plenty of wild rabbits.

Qin Niu had been there several times; rabbit burrows could be seen everywhere. While they looked only as big as the mouth of a bowl, the burrows were deep and had multiple exits.

The wild rabbits there were extremely cunning, quickly hiding in their burrows at the slightest hint of movement.

If someone dug into their burrows, they would immediately escape through other passages.

Due to the abundance of rabbit holes in that mountain range, skilled hunters rarely went there to hunt.

Although there seemed to be many rabbits, they were quite difficult to catch.

Some less experienced hunters, who didn’t dare go deep into the mountains to hunt large wild animals like wild boars and Black Bears, often set various traps in Woniuling to solve their food and clothing needs.

They set traps, laid nets, or dug deep pits.

The rabbits in those mountains seemed to have become sentient, gradually learning to recognize the various traps and rarely triggering the mechanisms.

Instead, the woodcutters and villagers who went into the mountains to chop wood suffered; it was common for them to accidentally get caught in animal traps or fall into pits. Last month, a rich town family’s second young master bought a book to learn the art of alchemy.

He entered the mountains seeking to harvest medicinal herbs for practice and unfortunately stepped on an animal trap, injuring his leg.

Barely escaping the trap, he then fell into a pitfall.

When found, the second young master’s body was pierced by several sharpened bamboo stakes; he was not yet dead, clinging to life by a thread.

After being rescued, upon seeing his relatives, he said with a sobbing tone, “Dad, I’ll never come to Woniuling again; it’s all traps and snares, really no place for people.”

Later, the wealthy family sent their son to the best medical facility in Black Tiger City and treated him for more than twenty days. His life was saved.

The expenses must have been substantial.

The rich man’s wife relentlessly cursed the hunters for their immoral traps, day and night.

The second young master developed a strange illness; as soon as night fell, he would squat on the ground and hop like a rabbit, unable to be pulled up.

Although Woniuling was filled with various traps to catch wild rabbits, for experienced woodcutters, it was not a dangerous place.

They would often use their long sticks for carrying firewood to feel the way ahead.

Moreover, they went into the mountains every day to chop wood, familiar with the routes. Everyone would stick to the safe paths that had been checked.

If someone was unfortunate enough to get caught in an animal trap, they would call out for help from their fellow villagers.

The second young master was a townsman with a wealthy family; he hadn’t suffered much hardship in life, much less had experience in mountain climbing or harvesting herbs. He was just a rash youth who, on a whim, ran to Woniuling to dig for herbs—it was like courting death.

He was lucky; fate left him a breath of life.

Otherwise, a few more lives would not have been enough to survive in there.

Liu Qing going to Woniuling to chop wood was not unusual. Qin Niu sent out the War Bees to watch for a while, ultimately deciding not to bother with it any further.

He too entered the maze within the Ancient Banyan Tree and began to cultivate.

But not long after he began to cultivate, he sensed something and slowly discontinued his practice.

Just now, the Green Silk Worm lurking above Xu Zhenchang’s head picked up on some anomalies.

“Village chief, why have you been avoiding me lately?”

This was Madame Zhao’s voice.

It sounded somewhat coquettish.

Qin Niu thought to himself, “She runs to Xu Zhenchang for a rendezvous as soon as she sends Liu Qing out to chop wood; could this woman be short of money again? She’s earned so much by selling herself, where on earth is it all going?”

“Madame Zhao, we shouldn’t see each other anymore. My wife has found out about us, and now I’m in so much debt I can’t give you any more money.”