Chapter 402

Little Wei Yuan continued to go deeper according to the results of the interrogation. When passing an intersection, he saw a transparent ice block with the corpse of a human cultivator frozen inside. He was full of terror, still maintaining the look before his death, but it was unknown how long he had been frozen there.

This was a boundary marker set by the Haili tribe as a warning.

Such boundary markers generally had warning spells, so Little Wei Yuan didn't touch them, instead restraining his aura and going around them directly.

Little Wei Yuan estimated that the two following him—the Kong Que Monk would likely not be able to stand it, and Zhao Fusheng definitely wouldn't be able to stand it. By the time they smashed the boundary marker and triggered the alarm, Little Wei Yuan would already be hidden. At that time, he only needed to wait for the Haili tribe to intercept the invaders, and Little Wei Yuan could fish in troubled waters to see what treasures were in their nest.

Little Wei Yuan went deeper, encountering several patrols of the Sea tribe along the way, all of which passed without alarm or danger.

Nearly a hundred miles further, Little Wei Yuan crawled out of a cave entrance, and an incomparably huge underground space appeared before his eyes.

In the center of this space was a rift several miles wide, filled with seawater, and Haili tribesmen jumped out of the sea from time to time. The rock walls on both sides were almost all hollowed out, built into dwellings like beehives. Many dwellings had lights on, and looking from afar, they were like walls embedded with night-luminescent pearls.

Little Wei Yuan hadn't expected the Sea tribe's nest to be of such scale, with at least ten thousand Sea tribesmen living there. The Bao family hadn't provided this intelligence at all before he came. It seemed that the last time they scouted here must have been a long time ago.

Little Wei Yuan recorded the situation of the cave, and this intelligence alone should be worth quite a bit of credit.

Along the way, Little Wei Yuan found that this mystical realm was relatively barren, basically seeing no valuable spiritual veins or mineral veins, so it was no wonder the Bao family treated this as a battlefield for trials.

Just as he was thinking about his next move, a terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped the entire scene! The feeling was cold, damp, and slippery, and the sound of sea tides echoed everywhere.

The originally calm seawater suddenly surged, points of light lit up under the water, and one Haili tribe expert after another jumped out from under the water. A sea woman drifted down from the dome, blowing a conch sound with all her might, and many Haili tribesmen had hazy light stimulated on their bodies, their strength surging as they swarmed toward the exit!

It seemed someone had triggered the boundary marker's alarm.

Little Wei Yuan restrained his aura, exerting the Bao tree's concealment ability to the limit, then took advantage of the chaos to shoot several stones, embedding them in various places, before his main body closed his eyes and turned to observe the outside world with stones transformed from his Dao Foundation. This could prevent attracting attention when his gaze was fixed.

The mortals in the Wanli Heshan split into several groups again, researching the Sea tribe's living environment, habits, population composition, and the taste of various parts.

Fierce magic fluctuations came from afar, so strong that this underground space, which was already unimaginably large, was shaking. A small stone fell from the sky, hitting Little Wei Yuan on the head, and then rolled away.

Little Wei Yuan remained unmoved and continued to observe. It was just that the eyes he had placed in the core area of the battle were destroyed by the magic storm in the first instance, and he couldn't see the aftermath of the battle between the sides. Little Wei Yuan noted down a requirement: next time, he had to research how to improve the resistance of the stones in the Dao Foundation; they couldn't be destroyed so easily again.

At this time, a giant Haili tribesman, at least ten zhang long, snaked through the air, heading toward the battlefield. It was surrounded by rolling waves, and the terrifying momentum immediately let Little Wei Yuan know that this was a Master Yu Jing great expert.

But blue sky and white clouds suddenly appeared in the underground world, and sunlight shone into here, piercing through who knew how many layers of strata. Under the scorching sunlight, white smoke rose from countless Sea tribesmen, who fell to the ground in pain and rolled.

The Haili tribe expert carrying the sea tide was enraged, rushing into the blue sky with the sea, after which the sky and sea vanished simultaneously, and the two great experts went to fight outside the heavens.

Little Wei Yuan had just breathed a sigh of relief when another stone fell from above, hitting him squarely on the head.

Twice in the same place, a coincidence? Little Wei Yuan continued to close his eyes and hold his breath, observing everywhere with the Dao Foundation stones, but found nothing unusual.

One Sea tribe expert after another was still rushing to the battlefield, and the sound of the sea tide in the air was becoming louder and louder, even vaguely showing waves. This was the unique military aura of the Haili tribe, which could even directly drown opponents when it was thick enough.

The magic storm in the distance was becoming more and more intense, and Little Wei Yuan couldn't help but sigh; he couldn't tell that the Young Island Master and the Kong Que Monk were actually quite strong.

Just at this moment, a stone the size of a watermelon fell, smashing toward Little Wei Yuan's head!

Little Wei Yuan only then realized something was wrong, looked up, and saw a sea woman floating a few zhang above him.

She had long blue hair and a giant conch shell hanging from her waist. At this moment, her eyes were full of playfulness, and she was tossing a larger stone up and down in her hand. It seemed the two small stones from before were also thrown by her.

Little Wei Yuan was also helpless. The Bao tree's concealment ability was a divine skill for cultivators who relied on spiritual sense to scan the surroundings, but there was no way to deal with this kind of person who happened to use the naked eye.

With a pop, the sea woman spat out the pearl she had been holding in her mouth, her pupils turning into vertical slits, staring deeply at Little Wei Yuan, and licking her lips with a long tongue.

Little Wei Yuan sighed; the sea woman's temperament was lecherous and fierce, and a fierce battle was inevitable.

In an instant, another magic storm appeared, shaking the entire underground space. Zhao Fusheng and the Kong Que Monk, who were fighting bitterly in the distance, were both startled, not knowing who had such formidable strength. It seemed the water in this underground mystical realm was truly very deep.

Many familiar names flashed through their minds, none of which included Little Wei Yuan.

The battle inside the cave became increasingly fierce. Little Wei Yuan used one hand to cast water blade spells, sweeping everywhere and making the Haili tribesmen run around in chaos, while the other hand constantly stuffed gunpowder pillars everywhere. Little Wei Yuan moved like wind and lightning, explosions occurring everywhere he went, and he alone turned the large Sea tribe city upside down.

The sea woman chased closely behind, only to see Little Wei Yuan hand over a small round barrel. She subconsciously took it, and the barrel exploded in her hand. The soul-shaking magic sound echoed, instantly making her vision go black, and the surrounding Sea tribesmen fell in a swathe.

Little Wei Yuan unexpectedly discovered that the soul-shaking magic sound seemed to have a particularly good effect on the Sea tribe, so he threw out more than ten magic sound bombs in one breath, then sealed his ears with magic.

In the chaos, Little Wei Yuan also lit a genuine God-Eroding Magic Incense, casually inserting it into a corner that didn't catch the wind.

When the sea woman recovered from the intense pain in her primordial spirit, she saw that most of the city had fallen into chaos, and many Haili tribesmen were even killing each other in the smoke, with many injured by their own people's spells. By this time, Little Wei Yuan had already disappeared. Her pupils turned into golden vertical slits again, her vision a pure blue, with only one red figure quietly slipping into a cave, intending to escape.

She let out a whistle, summoning nearby experts of the same tribe, and rushed into the cave together. They had just entered when the cave entrance behind them suddenly exploded, a large swathe of rock strata collapsed, directly blocking the entrance, and the front also exploded simultaneously, blocking the path ahead.

Then, one sword mine after another was triggered in the cave, countless flying swords whistled back and forth, and the cave walls were instantly splashed with the blood of the Sea tribe!

At this time, Little Wei Yuan was inside the mountain body on one side of the cave, using water blade spells to dig forward. The rear entrance had originally been sealed with Dao Foundation rock, but now, following the explosion of the buried hidden mines, it had been blocked by the collapsed mud and rock.

Little Wei Yuan felt relieved and patiently dug forward. According to the terrain map from when he came in, digging another fifty zhang forward would lead to another natural karst cave, and then he could escape from here.

The magic storm outside never stopped for a moment, and Zhao Fusheng and the Kong Que Monk fought more bravely as they fought, showing extremely profound magic.

In a relatively quiet corner, Little Wei Yuan crawled out of the rock wall, suddenly startled, and looked at the Flying Sable, big eyes staring at small eyes.

The Flying Sable suddenly retreated two steps, hiding something behind its back. Little Wei Yuan showed a hypocritical smile, signaling to the Flying Sable to exchange.

Who would have thought the Flying Sable would refuse decisively, grab the thing hidden behind its back, turn around, and run.

It was just that as soon as its figure vanished, it appeared again, less than a zhang away from its original position. This void travel was truly useless.

It held the object with a pair of front paws, running upright, but after only two steps, it fell down again, and its aura dropped rapidly, panting uncontrollably.

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Little Wei Yuan was shocked on the spot.

Don't look at the Shadowless Flying Sable's small size; it was a top-tier spiritual beast, and this one had even opened its wisdom, only a step away from entering the ranks of immortal beasts. If it really wanted to carry something, dragging several thousand catties of things could be completely treated as non-existent. The data provided by the Bao family clearly stated that this Shadowless Flying Sable had once stolen eight thousand catties of spiritual ore from the treasury in one go.

The thing the Flying Sable was holding was only the size of a pinecone; how could it be so heavy that it couldn't even carry it?

The object fell to the ground and vanished into the rock in the blink of an eye, like an iron block entering water.

Little Wei Yuan immediately sent a thought of "Let me try," his spiritual sense locking onto the object, discovering that it was constantly sinking into the rock, and he didn't know where it was going to sink to. Little Wei Yuan made a prompt decision, took out the Scarlet Night Immortal-Slaying Sword to stab a deep hole in the ground, then filled it with gunpowder pillars and activated it with Dao power.

Amidst the booming sound, a deep pit quickly appeared on the ground. Little Wei Yuan jumped into the pit, stabbed the hole with his sword again, and filled it with gunpowder pillars for blasting. After repeating this several times, Little Wei Yuan had already blasted a deep hole several zhang deep in the ground. At this time, the depth had already exceeded the object, so Little Wei Yuan stabbed horizontally with his sword, opened a small hole, reached in, and just happened to catch the object.

As the object entered his hand, Little Wei Yuan's hand sank, and his hand bones even made a clicking sound. Little Wei Yuan urgently activated his physical potential, his blood surging, only then managing to retract his arm. He spread his palm and saw that it was a deep blue bead, he didn't know what material it was, but it was extremely heavy, actually weighing tens of thousands of catties.

Seawater rippled inside this bead, and holding it in his hand, Little Wei Yuan felt his own Dao power start to decline. Now Little Wei Yuan finally understood what was going on with the Flying Sable; this bead was simply too heavy and could absorb Dao power and magic. Holding it in his hand was equivalent to continuously casting Daoist spells. Although the Flying Sable was a spiritual beast, it couldn't hold on for long.

At this time, the Flying Sable leaned over, looking at this bead with eager eyes. Little Wei Yuan handed the bead to it, but the Flying Sable let out a cry and retreated a step, appearing both wanting it and afraid of it.

Little Wei Yuan thought for a moment and said: "Then let's keep it with me for now, and we'll talk when we get out?"

The Flying Sable actually nodded. Little Wei Yuan was greatly astonished and said: "You understand?"

The Flying Sable sent a vague thought, the gist of which was that human language was such a simple thing that any living creature could understand it.

Little Wei Yuan didn't expose it; after all, most spiritual beasts could learn human language because they were tamed after being caught. Only a few immortal beasts with telepathy or similar innate divine abilities could know it without learning and understand human language on their own.

Little Wei Yuan's spiritual sense moved, and this bead appeared in the Wanli Heshan. It instantly turned into a hundred-zhang giant bead, falling from the sky and smashing a large pit into the ground, with only a small part exposed above the ground.

Falling like this in the Wanli Heshan wasn't just tens of thousands of catties; it was probably tens of millions of catties.

That this bead could be stored in the Wanli Heshan showed it was also an immortal object.

Seeing the bead vanish into thin air, the Flying Sable was suddenly anxious, searching everywhere.

Little Wei Yuan said: "The bead has been stored in my consciousness for the time being. I'll give it back to you when we get out and find a way to meet. You can't take it away now, and it will only benefit others."

"Then I'll follow you." The Flying Sable sent another thought.

Little Wei Yuan shook his head: "I still have several great battles to fight, and you will be implicated if you follow me. One of them is fighting that monk, who will catch you as soon as he sees you. Oh, the monk is also called a bald thief, which is a person with no hair on his head."

Little Wei Yuan tried his best to explain it simply and clearly, and then he didn't know if the sable understood, but someone else did.

A monk in green clothes walked out, looking at Little Wei Yuan gloomily, and said: "Fellow Daoist is deeply versed in Buddhist Dharma; you truly have an affinity with my Buddha."

(End of chapter)