Chapter 132: Protecting the Venerable, Old Crane

At this moment, Zhang Yi had already entered the interior of the Hexinquyu.

Jubiao Mama immediately went up and slapped him.

"If you run around recklessly again, watch out, or I'll break your legs."

Zhang Yi was speechless, "Mother, wasn't I just going out to teach those guys who look down on us a lesson?"

Nudi sneered, "Teach them a lesson? Weren't you almost beaten to death by that old thing just now?"

With Nudi saying this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel a lingering fear in his heart.

Indeed, it was fortunate that he had run fast just now.

Otherwise, if he had really fallen into that old thing's hands, it would likely have been more ominous than auspicious.

You must know, this is not the territory of the Demon Saint Mansion; there aren't so many rules here. If they say they will beat you to death, they will beat you to death, and you would have nowhere to go to complain.

Dying would be dying in vain.

Although he knew the stakes involved, he couldn't let others say it.

Zhang Yi still stubbornly said, "That old thing's strength is still lacking; if we're talking about beating someone to death, it would definitely be me beating him to death."

Hearing this, Nudi rolled her eyes directly, too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Yi.

Nudi watched Zhang Yi's deflated expression and felt secretly pleased.

But she said aloud: "Alright, stop bragging. That old fellow is no pushover. The Elders of the Demon Saint Mansion have arrived; it seems we won't have any more opportunities to trick those Great Demons."

Jubiao Mama nodded.

She deeply agreed: "That old fox is craftier than a monkey. But it's fine, we'll find a treasure land ourselves, saving us from having to split the spoils with them."

"A treasure land? Find it ourselves? Mother, are you serious?"

Zhang Yi widened his eyes; this Hexinquyu was boundless at a glance.

Searching aimlessly, how is that any different from looking for a needle in a haystack?

Jubiao Mama slapped Zhang Yi on the head, "What? Do you have an opinion?"

"No... no..."

Zhang Yi clutched his head, muttering aggrievedly.

The Pterosaur sat lazily on the ground at this moment, "I say, this place is so big, it's simply impossible to find the best place for cultivation. I'm tired, I need to rest. If you want to search, you go ahead first. Once I've rested, I'll go find you."

"You lazybones!"

Nudi didn't stand on ceremony and gave the Pterosaur a hit on the head, "When we find it, we won't want you either!"

The Pterosaur rubbed its head and said unpleasantly: "Have the ability to find it first before you talk."

Zhang Yi looked at these two oddballs and sighed helplessly.

Fine, relying on them is out of the question; he still has to rely on himself.

Thus, the three people and one bird began a long journey of treasure hunting.

The scenery of the Hexinquyu was indeed spectacular, with all kinds of exotic flowers, rare plants, and strange beasts, making Zhang Yi dazzled.

However, after walking for half a day, they hadn't discovered anything special.

"Mother, what kind of place are we actually looking for?"

Zhang Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, the place where the spiritual energy is the most dense!"

Jubiao Mama said unpleasantly, "Do you think you can become an peerless expert just by finding any random place?"

"A place with dense spiritual energy..."

Zhang Yi looked around; the spiritual energy here was all very dense, and he simply couldn't feel where it was denser.

"Mother, why do I feel like the spiritual energy in this place is all about the same?"

"Nonsense! What realm have you even cultivated to? You can't feel a damn thing!" Jubiao Mama struck him down without mercy.

Zhang Yi: "……"

After walking for another stretch, Zhang Yi suddenly discovered a peculiar forest ahead.

These trees emitted a faint golden light throughout, and the leaves looked as if they were crafted from gold, shining brightly under the sunlight.

"Mother, look at that forest!"

Zhang Yi pointed at the golden forest and said.

Jubiao Mama and Nudi also noticed the forest, and looks of surprise appeared in their eyes.

"Such dense spiritual energy!"

Nudi exclaimed, "This forest is definitely not simple!"

"Let's go, let's go over and take a look!"

Jubiao Mama made a prompt decision and flew toward the golden forest.

Zhang Yi and Nudi followed closely behind.

After approaching the forest, they realized that these trees were not actually crafted from gold.

Rather, the bark was covered with a layer of golden substance that emitted dense spiritual energy.

"What kind of tree is this?" Zhang Yi asked curiously.

"I don't know."

Jubiao Mama shook her head, "I have never seen this kind of tree before."

"Who cares what kind of tree it is, as long as the spiritual energy is dense, that's enough!"

Nudi couldn't wait to enter the forest.

"Wait!"

Zhang Yi suddenly stopped her, "This forest looks a bit strange; it's better to be careful."

"Coward!"

Nudi curled her lip in disdain, "Is there anything in this world that this Empress fears?"

After speaking, she walked straight into the forest.

Zhang Yi and Jubiao exchanged a glance and followed her in.

As soon as they entered the forest, they felt the surrounding temperature drop sharply, and a cold, sinister aura rushed toward them.

"What is going on?" Zhang Yi shivered.

"This forest... seems a bit strange..."

Jubiao also sensed that something was wrong.

Just then, they suddenly heard a burst of eerie laughter coming from deep within the forest...

The eerie laughter echoed through the golden forest, and the cold, sinister aura intensified; Zhang Yi could not help but grip the long sword in his hand tightly.

Jubiao also looked around vigilantly, her huge wings slightly spread, ready to fight at any moment.

Only Nudi remained as fearless as ever, even walking with great interest in the direction from which the laughter came.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

A figure slowly walked out from the shadows of the golden trees.

An old man with crane-like hair and a youthful face, wearing a simple gray robe and a kind smile on his face, appeared before Zhang Yi and his group.

In his hand, he held a verdant bamboo staff, with a lifelike crane carved into the head of the staff.

"Hehe, young friends, welcome to my Trial Land."

The old man said with a smile, his voice as pleasant as a clear spring in the mountains.

Zhang Yi was puzzled; Trial Land?

Could this old man be the Guardian Venerable of the Trial Land?

"Old sir, you are..." Zhang Yi asked tentatively.

The old man stroked his white beard and laughed: "I am indeed the Guardian Venerable of this Trial Land; you may call me He Lao."

"He Lao."

Zhang Yi bowed respectfully.

Jubiao and Nudi also bowed, though Nudi was clearly somewhat reluctant, pouting and muttering in a low voice: "What a lousy place, gloomy and dark, not fun at all."

He Lao seemed to have heard Nudi's complaint, but he was not annoyed.

Instead, he laughed out loud: "Little girl, this Trial Land is not a playground, so naturally, it won't be fun. However, there are countless opportunities here; it just depends on whether you have the ability to obtain them."

"Opportunities?"

Zhang Yi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "He Lao, what kind of opportunities are in this Trial Land?"

He Lao smiled mysteriously and said: "This Trial Land is rich in spiritual energy and is an excellent place for cultivation. Every year, many great experts enter it to search for suitable Lingdi to build their own Lingfu and improve their cultivation."