Chapter 85: Leaving the Mountain

"These are matters for the future; you need not think too much about them. When the time is ripe, I will naturally instruct you on what to do. However, the immediate situation is somewhat thorny!"

Seeing Zhang Nuo remain silent, appearing deeply troubled, Chunyangzi knew that the conditions he had set were too high, leaving him feeling somewhat frantic for a moment. Immediately, Chunyangzi shifted the topic to the matter of the Trial Ground.

Just at this moment, Zhang Nuo finally snapped out of his daze. The most pressing issue now was where he was. Initially, to escape the pursuit of Zuo Mutang, he had blundered in here like a headless fly; as for what was inside this space, he had no idea.

"It's all that old thing Zuo Mutang's fault! If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have strayed into this place!"

A faint murderous aura rose on his face. Whenever Zuo Mutang was mentioned, Zhang Nuo felt an itch in his very roots from hatred!

"It is a pity that this old man is but a mere Remnant Soul. Borrowing your body to deal with a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator is still possible, but as for the Golden Core Stage, it is absolutely impossible to defeat them. Otherwise, this old man would not have watched you being hunted down!"

Chunyangzi also sighed slightly and said.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, Senior. It is all my own lack of caution. If I could have left the Panlong Mountain Range sooner, such a thing would not have happened. However, I will firmly remember this debt!"

"Good lad! A real man should be like this—able to bend and stretch! As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood! Just now, I helped you advance your cultivation technique, which consumed quite a bit of my life essence. Now, this Remnant Soul is somewhat unstable. This old man will go into the Sword Box to rest first. You should find other cultivators in this space and ask about the reason for all this!"

After Zhang Nuo nodded slightly, there was no more sound from inside the Sword Box. With a single hand, he beckoned toward the Sword Box in mid-air, and it immediately flew back to Zhang Nuo's side. Stroking the nine dragon carvings, he truly had not expected that the seemingly useless 'Nine Dragon Sword Case' actually concealed the Remnant Soul of a great figure!

Looking up at the gray sky, Zhang Nuo carried the Sword Box on his back. Gazing into the distance, the rolling mountain ranges seemed to have no end. With a movement of his body, Zhang Nuo dashed toward the foot of the mountain.

Amidst the dense forest, a figure moved rapidly through the trees. This person was not old, wearing a light blue robe; it was none other than Zhang Nuo! The reason he did not fly on a Flying Sword was that he still did not understand why so many cultivators had entered this place.

Moreover, there was another important reason: he had not seen a single cultivator flying in the sky at all. Perhaps flying in the air would invite unnecessary trouble!

After traveling through the dense forest for nearly a day, Zhang Nuo suddenly discovered a problem. The space he was currently in had pitifully thin Spiritual Qi, barely three or four tenths of what was outside, and the speed at which his body gathered Spiritual Qi was extremely slow! For Zhang Nuo himself, if it took three days to fill his body with Spiritual Qi in the outside world, it would take at least ten days here.

Only now did Zhang Nuo slightly understand why the cultivators who entered generally did not want to ride Magic Treasures in the air. Riding a Magic Treasure consumed a large amount of Spiritual Qi; without numerous Pills to restore Spiritual Qi, replenishing the missing Spiritual Qi in one's body was a very long process.

If one encountered a strong enemy during this period, one could only be slaughtered; with insufficient Spiritual Qi, there was simply no way to drive a Magic Treasure!

Having figured this out, Zhang Nuo suddenly slowed down. Although he was a Dual Spirit Sea Cultivator, the Spiritual Qi in his body was also limited and not enough for him to waste wantonly!

After walking for another half day, a beast like a wild boar suddenly appeared before Zhang Nuo's eyes. This beast was more than ten times larger than a normal wild boar, but its cultivation was only that of a first-rank beast.

Without much effort, Zhang Nuo simply activated the Wu Hook and easily finished it off. After running forward for another half day, Zhang Nuo's brows suddenly twitched. He immediately stopped his movement and looked toward the woods not far to one side, where waves of intense Spirit Power were coming from.

According to the sensing of his Divine Sense, it seemed that cultivators were fighting there. Taking a deep breath, Zhang Nuo concealed his aura and slowly approached the source of the Spirit Power fluctuations.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of Magic Treasures colliding became clearer and clearer. Now Zhang Nuo could finally be certain that someone was fighting there! Through the gaps in the dense forest, he saw two male cultivators frantically driving their Magic Treasures to attack each other. Judging from the scene of their battle, neither side was showing any mercy.

Zhang Nuo was puzzled. Could it be that there were other cultivators in this unknown space? Why were two cultivators fighting each other?

Just as he was pondering, the battle ahead had reached a conclusion. A cultivator in a gray robe killed his opponent with one strike, and then the gray-robed cultivator took the Storage Bag from the opponent's body and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Zhang Nuo immediately jumped out from the dense forest, cutting off the gray-robed cultivator's retreat! Upon seeing a cultivator appear, the gray-robed person trembled all over, involuntarily stepped back a few paces, and glared at Zhang Nuo with a fierce look.

"Which sect is this fellow Daoist from? How insidious! To actually wait until the two of us were both injured to come out and reap the rewards!"

The gray-robed person looked to be in his thirties. The previous battle had clearly consumed a lot of his Spiritual Qi; his slightly heaving chest already showed obvious traces of sweat.

"Fellow Daoist, do not misunderstand! I have no intention of harming you!"

Sweeping his Divine Sense over the gray-robed person, seeing that his cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, Zhang Nuo felt relieved. With such cultivation, he did not fear him even if they were to fight! He smiled slightly and said without any hostility.

Hearing Zhang Nuo's words, the gray-robed person did not relax his vigilance but instead gripped the Magic Treasure in his hand even tighter.

"Hmph! Don't try to play any tricks! Do you think I would believe your words here in the Trial Land of the Four Sects?"

Zhang Nuo frowned. It seemed the name of this place was the Trial Land of the Four Sects!

"So this place is called the Trial Land of the Four Sects! I stumbled in here unintentionally; could you tell me the specific details?"

Zhang Nuo was telling the truth, but to the ears of the gray-robed cultivator, it sounded like a huge joke! Someone stumbling into the Trial Land in front of the four Sect Masters of the Tianjiang Plain? Are you kidding? This was simply impossible!