351: Jin Jinghai

Zhou Yan shouldered his pack, carried his spoils of war, left Taiyi City, and set off in the direction of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

He took one last look back at Taiyi City, surprised that he had resolved such a troublesome matter so easily this time.

However, he also once again realized the power of a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Although he hadn't encountered any mishaps throughout the process, it was only by relying on the terrain advantage and consuming many resources that he could barely contend with a Soul Transformation expert.

If he were to fight a normal Soul Transformation expert, as long as the other party used their trump card, he would likely be completely unable to parry, without even a chance for error.

Just like how the other party pulled out an everlasting lamp and easily took him out.

"Zhang Fei really arrived at just the right time. It seems I can incorporate the Heaven and Earth Society under my command in the future."

Zhou Yan examined the everlasting lamp in his hand, feeling more satisfied the more he looked at it.

"This object shares a fate with me. With it, even if I encounter a wild Soul Transformation expert, my Nascent Soul Domain won't be broken before I have time to unfold it."

"By the way, with Zhang Wei there, it shouldn't be difficult to take down a city without a Nascent Soul Cultivator guarding it, right?"

"If I can take it, that's good; if I can't, it's no loss."

Meanwhile, things were much more frustrating for King Dong.

"Sir! Forgive my bluntness, but what you did is against the rules!"

King Dong was in a terrible mood. He had just received news that both Wang Defu and George had died.

Losing two cities and two Nascent Soul Cultivators all at once was a significant blow to subsequent plans.

The object of his questioning, that earthy-yellow figure, was currently holding and examining a crystal, which reflected Zhou Yan, who was using the alias "Kong Xuan."

"I only fulfilled my own prophecy."

"Wang Defu got the explanation he wanted, but it cost him a friend; this is also the way of fate."

"If you hadn't taken the initiative to interfere, George wouldn't have been dragged into it because of his own greed."

"You bastard!"

King Dong grabbed the earthy-yellow figure and pulled it in front of him, shouting angrily.

"What on earth are you trying to do?"

"Do my people have to die?"

The earthy-yellow figure simply raised its hands and answered indifferently.

"Yes."

King Dong could finally no longer hold back and punched it into a famous character from the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

The confused earthy-yellow figure broke free, patted its body, and reshaped its head like molding clay.

It walked to the bar, looked at the dejected King Dong, and personally mixed a glass of wine and handed it over.

King Dong didn't even look at it and splashed it directly onto the ground.

"The only difference between you mixing a drink and ruining a drink is that you might not be doing it on purpose."

"I'm not going to break down over a little thing like this, otherwise, you ruining my wine would be the straw that broke the camel's back."

After pouring the wine, King Dong casually threw away the glass, took out a new one, and poured himself a glass of happy water.

"Carbonated drinks make me feel better."

"Now tell me, what exactly are you plotting?"

Seeing the other party calm down, the earthy-yellow figure finally spoke.

"The fact that they died shows that Taiyi City is stronger."

"Don't you have a recommendation quota? That King-conferring recommendation quota you've always used for fishing, assign it to Taiyi City."

"This way, you can replenish combat power, make up for losses, and also use the jealousy of others to cause them some trouble."

King Dong raised his head, his sharp gaze sweeping over.

"You've got it all planned out, haven't you?"

"But why do I always feel like you're trying to bury the entire School of Life?"

The figure didn't explain further, just poured itself a glass of wine and held it up to King Dong.

"Haven't you also long been displeased with the School of Life? As long as the goal is achieved, why care whether the School of Life exists or not?"

King Dong raised an eyebrow.

"That's also true."

"But how can you be sure that a King-conferring qualification will really work? The power behind Taiyi City isn't simple, is it?"

The earthy-yellow figure clinked glasses with King Dong.

"If Ma Hao is capable enough, Taiyi City will agree."

King Dong originally wanted to ask what this had to do with the Time School, but he knew that this guy who only said half of what he meant would definitely not tell the truth and might even use this to take advantage of him.

However, he didn't care. Just as when he had arranged for George to act earlier, long before the two of them died, King Dong had already recovered the most important things.

Those things were still in his hands, so the life or death of those two Nascent Soul Cultivators didn't actually have much of a real impact.

But outsiders didn't know that; they would only think he had suffered heavy losses.

But the thing the Eastern Extreme lacked the least was people.

Therefore, all the emotions just now were mostly just a disguise.

In the end, this guy in front of him was ultimately an outsider, and it had no way of knowing the true core secrets of the Eastern Extreme.

While the two old foxes were maneuvering against each other, Zhou Yan on the other side was completely unaware that as soon as he entered the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, he had inexplicably obtained an Opportunity to be conferred as a King in the Eastern Extreme.

An outsider running into someone else's territory, killing two of their cadres, wiping out two of their strongholds, and finally managing to become a high-level figure—this was an operation no one could have imagined.

At this moment, Zhou Yan looked at the abruptly pieced-together terrain in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"Although it's called the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, you can't just be so reckless, right?"

He looked up at the towering mountain peak; there was almost no transition between it and the surrounding flat plains, just like it had been casually moved and placed there, exuding a sense of chaotic accumulation.

"And they say if there is fate, even a Mortal can reach the Eastern Extreme..."

"If I were a Mortal, just climbing this mountain would be tough. If this cliff wall were 91 degrees, I'd consider it a slope."

Complaining was one thing, but Zhou Yan still reached the summit in a few leaps.

As soon as he got up, he saw the distant sky covered by a cloud of ash.

A slight probe with his Divine Sense sent waves of burning sensations; these characteristics and tactile feedback all pointed to the origin of that cloud.

"Holy crap! It's the Ash Silent Sea!"

After Zhou Yan confirmed what it was, he didn't hesitate at all, scrambling and flying north, fearing being caught.

Since he was going to the Eastern Extreme, he naturally had done his homework.

As the name suggests, the Ash Silent Sea is an "ocean" composed of countless ashes that randomly appears in the four extreme lands.

People who are unlucky enough to fall into it will disappear instantly, and there are even records of Body Integration Stage Cultivators falling there.

Such a dangerous thing should not have appeared at the junction of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains and the Eastern Extreme.

Therefore, the area in front of him was not the real Ash Silent Sea, but just the remaining ash flowing out from it.

Although these remaining ashes could not instantly "cancel the account" of a Body Integration Stage Cultivator, they were definitely not something he, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, could withstand.

After flying for a while, Zhou Yan realized that this was not the real Ash Silent Sea.

However, even if it wasn't the real thing, the appearance of remaining ash here still left Zhou Yan speechless.

"Whose 'sea breeze' can blow into the interior, and even cross the entire Hundred Thousand Great Mountains to reach the border of the Eastern Extreme? This is too sinister!"

"I just arrived at the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, and the map hasn't even refreshed yet, and Heaven, you pull this on me? You..."

Just as he couldn't help but curse, the mini-map finally updated. And at the edge of the Ash Silent Sea's remaining ash, a green dot was moving rapidly.

Zhou Yan probed with his Divine Sense, and his expression immediately became awkward.

It was Long Tianxing, who was frantically parkouring with an injury on his left arm.

"That's not strange then, that's not strange then."

"With Long Tianxing there, let alone the remaining ash blowing into the interior, I would even believe it blowing into the desert."

"God, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

"But why isn't Long Tianxing flying? Does he not want to?"

Zhou Yan wanted to tease a bit more, but saw Long Tianxing tripped by a vine, about to be swallowed by the remaining ash, and the trees behind him were already crackling and rapidly carbonizing.

Zhou Yan finally realized.

"Damn, have I become the 'Opportunity Old Grandfather'?"

"No, have I become an 'Opportunity Old Sister'?"

Although he said that, since Long Tianxing was in danger and Zhou Yan was nearby, he naturally couldn't ignore it.

He circulated his mana, summoned a gust of clear wind, and lifted Long Tianxing onto his shoulder. Long Tianxing realized he had been saved, looked up, was startled at first, and then showed an angry expression.

"Poisonous woman, it's you!"

Zhou Yan didn't even look at him, gathered lightning on his right hand, and poked Long Tianxing with one finger.

"Poison your uncle!"

After a crackling sound, Long Tianxing's eyes rolled back, his body went stiff, and he fell asleep like a baby.

And the pervasive remaining ash seemed to have grown eyes, chasing towards Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan immediately urged his wind and thunder power and sped north at his fastest escape speed.