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“Sister Chang, you had better be more careful. Do not believe other people so easily.”
Xuanxuzi adopted a sincere attitude as he spoke to Chang.
“Hm? Brother Qi Lin rescued me, he must be a good guy.” Chang earnestly considered.
“Primordial World is a place where the strong prey upon the weak, as if there was ever a good guy.” Xuanxuzi scoffed. He did not have the support of Primordial Infant, but his tone still was a bit disdainful of Qi Lin.
The barbarian cultivator Gan Man nodded in firm agreement.
“On this trip to the Kunlun Mountains to greet the Queen Mother Of The West, we had better be careful of people we are not familiar with. That young man was able to reach the Kunlun Mountains, so he presumably is not some naive bumpkin. Perhaps he wants to use us to see the Queen Mother.”
“Isn’t everyone working together good?” Chang did not understand. Her cultivation was similar to Qi Lin’s, yet she was not as powerful as him.
Xuanxuzi pursed her lips. If Qi Lin had a complete Golden Core, that would be quite exceptional. But a mere Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator honestly had no qualifications to travel together with them.
“Enough, we must prepare. Soon, we will set out for the Kunlun Mountains.” Hou Yi sternly said.
Hearing her, everyone stopped chatting. In this group, Divine General “Ancient Arrow Sovereign” Hou Yi was the leader. Even the strongest Xuanxuzi was a bit afraid of her. If not for the fact that it was best to have a Divine Name on the journey to Kunlun Mountain, Xuanxuzi was not willing to partner with her.
“Yi, do you think that little girl just now…” Shi Xuan walked beside her and whispered.
Hou Yi grunted, “Nothing unusual.”
“Oh.” Shi Xuan nodded in relief.
“We must pass through nine Divine Gates on this trip to the Kunlun Mountains before we can see the Queen Mother Of The West. Tell the others to be alert about this.” Hou Yi’s thoughts were on Kunlun Mountain. “There are many people here waiting for their chance to go meet the Queen Mother. I heard the Queen Mother’s annual reward is enough for only one or two people. We cannot allow others to meet her first.”
“Very well.”
…
Qi Lin trekked deep into the village, where there was an increasing number of people. Only then did he discover that other than Kunlun slaves living in the village, there were also cultivators that had come from other places. These cultivators were all like Qi Lin, suffering tribulation after tribulation before finally finding the Divine Mountain, Kunlun. There were also many lucky winners who had arrived after traversing a void rift. However, the difference was that the cultivators who had endured hardship had all drifted for years or even decades upon the Western Sea. Each and every one of them had lived through myriad changes, and they had reserved gazes.
These cultivators possessed a distinctly weathered feel about them that set them apart from other people.
Qi Lin’s assessment was that Chang’s group ought to have set out for Kunlun Mountain this night. He also resolved to set out the next morning. However, since he was going to meet the Queen Mother Of The West, he had better get a clear grasp of what dangers lurked at this Kunlun Mountain. Although the Queen Mother offered a reward for reaching the Kunlun Void, there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world. There must be some mystery in here that the Queen Mother wanted. Perhaps it was a trial, or perhaps there was some other reason…Was the Queen Mother a good person? Qi Lin did not believe that the Ten Ancestors could be so kind.
Qi Lin very quickly reached the one and only marketplace in Wan Village.
This market had maintained its appearance from the distant past; there were no distinct storefronts. Mostly, cultivators arbitrarily found an open space, took out a few items and offered to barter. Wan Village did not have a currency, so their trade was based on bartering. Here, information was worth its value in gold, and Qi Lin had yet to make a gain.
After a short while of walking, an elevated stage where many people were gathered around attracted his attention.
A banner was on the platform, and the banner depicted the “Wan”1 character.
The calligraphy of the character was very archaic, each stroke clear and distinct, sharp as a knife.
Standing on the platform was a middle-aged man. He had a hooked nose, a brocade, and a golden silk thread tied around his waist; his demeanor was arrogant.
“Lord Wan Xinyi is specially recruiting cultivators to go visit the Queen Mother Of The West together. Currently, we are one short of quota, is there any other Fellow willing to step forward and compete!! If you are able to become a member under Wan Xinyi, you are guaranteed to be able to cross the nine Divine Gates and benefit endlessly.”
The middle-aged man’s voice was loud and resonant.
The people below were in spirited discussion.
Qi Lin learned from their conversations that this so-called Wan Xinyi was a wealthy upstart family in Wan Village. They were lucky enough to have ventured to Kunlun Mountain and apparently obtain many unique treasures. After they descended the mountain, they had kept visiting the Queen Mother Of The West on their minds constantly, but not a single one was able to pass the Divine Gates. Thus, they specially dispatched people to set up platforms and issue a trial. So long as the cultivator was able to past, no matter their cultivation, they would become a member. Not only could they obtain experience from Kunlun Mountain, they could also receive a valuable pill for a reward.
This platform had been up for a month, and several people were recruited.
But as the number of cultivators increased, this Wan Xinyi also grew a bit worried.
Qi Lin looked around. The trial was not difficult; on the platform was a broadsword, and this long-handled broadsword was no less than one zhang in length, with the hilt about as thick as a bowl. The entire thing was a kind of Kunlun totem constructed of divine steel, its surfaces like shimmering water. The sword was immense, like a door panel. The edge was not sharp at all, rather, it was a series of sawteeth.
The size of this sword was overwhelming, unlike ordinary weapons. It was more like a wild animal, a vicious, ancient animal.
Qi Lin was correct in his guess. This broadsword was forged from the fang of an ancient and ferocious Demon Beast, the “Gan.” Even now, its fierce air remained undiminished. Those able to lift it either possessed innate Divine Energy or exceptional cultivation. Regardless, both had the qualifications to meet the Queen Mother Of The West.
This Wan Xinyi’s background was profound, as expected. Just this Divine Sword used for the trial was a shocking trial.
Wan Village was very accustomed to this broadsword display. As descendants of Kunlun’s slaves, they all used tools from wild animals, but to other cultivators, this was a new experience. The cultivators volunteered to try, but it was a pity that lifting this “Gan’s Fang” Divine Sword with both hands was extremely taxing even for full Golden Core cultivators. Let alone wielding it, just hefting it was a bit challenging.
“Everyone visiting the Queen Mother Of The West, can it be you only have this bit of confidence?”
“The Queen Mother Of The West’s reward is not something the ordinary person can obtain. If you can follow our Lord Xinyi, you absolutely will not be disappointed.”
The middle-aged man seemed to be shouting slogans, which made Qi Lin want to laugh.
Qi Qi tugged on his shirt. That heavy “Gan’s Fang” was very interesting to her.
“I will try.” Qi Lin raised his hand.
“Hm?”
Everyone was drawn to Qi Lin’s voice. Qi Lin’s build was neither thin nor fat, both without a scholar’s tenderness, but also without the ferocity of a warrior. Qi Lin had practiced the Dual Modes Seal to the limit, retaining strength in softness and softness within strength. He had achieved an incomparable harmony between softness and strength.
However, seeing he was only Golden Core Middle Stage, the middle-aged man frowned.
“This Gan’s Fang is not your average weapon, it is forged from the fang of the Immemorial Fierce Beast ‘Gan.’ If you are unable to lift it, you will injure yourself.” The man indicated that there were already several cultivators who had suffered for their overconfidence.
“I am willing to try.” Qi Lin stepped onto the platform. This stride was light as a feather, free and easy.
The middle-aged man’s eyes gleamed, and he beckoned Qi Lin over.
Author’s Note:
PS: May everyone achieve what they wish in 2017. Tomorrow, there should be more chapters, with at least two everyday…Thanks for the support everyone, I’m really grateful.
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