C50 (1/2)

In an unknown cave at the intersection between the Central Continent and the Wuze Continent, a youth in black clothes was exercising his zhen qi.

”Sigh, I still can't do it. This poison is too cruel!” I've been operating my zhenqi for six hours now, but I still haven't been able to force the poison out of my body. It seemed that he had to find a doctor! Let's go to the Wu Ze Continent first! Yan Huan sighed and said in his heart before he walked towards the Wu Ze Continent.

The point where the Wuze Continent and the Central Continent intersected was a mountain. These mountains were not natural, but rather, they were constructed by someone using a large amount of supernatural power! Actually, every single continent in the Immortal World was relatively independent. They were surrounded by either tall mountains or large rivers! Probably to prevent war between the continents.

However, if there really was a war, how could such a small mountain and river possibly stop these cultivators?

Yan Huohuan crossed this tall mountain and arrived at the Wuze Swamp Continent. Legend has it that during the ancient times, the Wu Ze Continent was once occupied by a vicious beast. Cultivators wouldn't dare to appear on this continent until an immortal appeared and sealed the vicious beast within this land. That was why people named this continent the Wu Ze Continent!

This continent was the same as the central continent; there were many cultivation sects here. However, it was probably because of the influence of the fierce beasts' 'marsh'. The people here were quite valiant, and as long as there was even the slightest disagreement, they would immediately kill. Thus, cultivators from other places rarely came to this continent.

However, there were a few evil cultivators. Demonic cultivators, demonic cultivators would come here! This was because there was another name for it. It was the Sin Heaven. Cultivators would come to this continent if they wanted to sell some precious treasures that could not be exposed to the light. The most famous market here was the black market!

The reason why Yan Huan chose this place was to train herself. If she could live in this chaotic continent for nine months, then it would be beneficial for her future cultivation! Secondly, because of the chaos here, the Li Family members did not dare to wantonly search for him. If they were to accidentally offend someone who was not to be trifled with, the Li Family would not be able to get away with it either.

As soon as Yan Huan stepped onto the continent, she felt a sense of desolation! This place was filled with yellow sand and rocks; it was not like the dense forests of the central continent, much less like the beautiful scenery of the Immortal Spirit Continent.

However, there were many cities here. One after another. However, when Yan Huan got closer to those cities, he realized that they were not real cities at all. Instead, they were the residences of a sect! It turned out that this place was filled with storms all year round, and could not even form a stable mountain. Thus, those sects built cities for their disciples to live in.

There were also many small villages near those cities, and many people lived there. These people were some rogue cultivators or blacksmiths or alchemists. Of course, these blacksmiths were not true blacksmiths. These blacksmiths could only be called blacksmiths. Most of the blacksmiths they forged were some cheap leather tools and not some legendary treasures.

Those alchemists weren't real alchemists either. They were supposed to be known as herb gathering masters, but they also knew how to refine medicine. Naturally they would refine low-level medicinal pills, such as the Blood-Activating Powder and the tonifying powder. Even the highest level alchemist could only refine Foundation Establishment Pills, and the number of pills refined in a single day was less than a tenth of the true alchemists.

And those true alchemists and refiners would not appear in these small villages. Most of them would be affiliated with a few large sects or aristocratic families. For example, the Frigid Sky Sword Sect had alchemists and blacksmiths. There were three alchemists and four blacksmiths in the Frigid Sky Sword Sect. Most of them were in the sacred art realm, while the highest among them was in the unharmed realm. However, they were all elders of the Frigid Sky Sword Sect, and their statuses were higher than the elders of the various halls.

The reason was because their statuses were special. Because alchemists and blacksmiths had high requirements for cultivators, and because alchemists and blacksmiths spent most of their time on refining and refining medicine, it was very difficult to increase their own cultivation. Thus, cultivators normally wouldn't choose these two paths. Only those people who were truly uninterested in cultivation and had a certain level of talent would go to alchemy and artifact forging.

Yan Huan entered a village and instantly became the focus of everyone's attention. Everyone looked at him with hostile gazes. Some of them even began to take out their weapons and encircle Yan Huan, ready to take action at any moment. When Yan Huan saw the crowd's gaze, she immediately understood. Because this place was rather chaotic, people were always very sensitive towards strangers.

Thinking up to here, Yan Huan smiled faintly, then bowed and said, ”Everyone, there's no need to panic. I'm from the village next door, I'm here to look for someone.”

However, the crowd did not disperse. Instead, more and more people gathered. Yan Huan also gradually became nervous. Her right hand was placed on the hilt of the Cold Rain Sword. She was prepared to carve out a bloody path to escape at any moment.

At this moment, a loud voice resounded. What the hell were they all doing here? Don't you have to work? ” Immediately after, a muscular man walked out from the crowd. He glanced at the crowd, and everyone immediately dispersed in fear.

Yan Huan carefully observed that person, but his hand did not leave the hilt of his sword. After all, he was unfamiliar with this place, so he had to be careful! He saw that the man was nine feet tall and had bulging muscles. There was a knife scar on his right cheek and his hair was very rough. He had casually tied it with an old blue ribbon and had a needle-like beard.

That burly man walked towards Yan Huan, his gaze never leaving her as he sized her up. Walking up to her, he asked, ”Young master, may I ask for a moment to speak with you?”

Yan Huan hesitated.

That person didn't say anything either. He just stood there, as if he was waiting for Yan Huan's reply.

Yan Huan saw that that person did not have a weapon in his hand. Furthermore, his cultivation was only at the Supreme Force. She should be able to deal with him. Thus, he put down his right hand that was on the sword hilt and said indifferently, ”Sure.”

That person smiled and said, ”Then come with me.”

Yan Huan wasn't afraid of any tricks and followed him.

The two of them arrived at a tavern. The waiter in the tavern seemed to know the big man, so he didn't ask anything. The waiter in the tavern seemed to know the big man in the tavern, and he didn't ask anything.

The man also walked towards the table to the right and sat down. Yan Huan faced that large man and sat down. At this moment, it was not time for lunch. Other than the two of them, there was no one else in the tavern.