I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 609: Land
After a fight, the corpse of a dragonman lay in the house. Yellow blood flowed on the ground, forming a stream.

"Tch, still dares to resist." A dragonman kicked the corpse and said disdainfully.

The one in the lead held the spirit stones, his face showing an expression of ecstatic joy.

"What a wonderful thing! What a treasure! I wonder where this Dragon Man got such a treasure. It's far more precious than any immortal herb."

Upon hearing this, the two henchmen also crowded around.

Their eyes met, each revealing a greedy look.

"Do you think we should swallow this treasure?"

"Anyway, even the Wild Boss doesn't know about this. How could he have imagined that this guy would have such a good thing?"

"Brother, what do you think?"

The leading dragonman's eyes showed a hint of conflict as he stared intently at the spirit stone. Finally, suppressing his heartache, he looked away and placed the spirit stone into his bag.

"No, let's not take it. Let's go back and give it to Boss Ye. You guys can also investigate who gave this guy this treasure."

"Okay big brother."

After the three finished speaking, they pushed open the door and left, leaving only a corpse lying in the house. Not long after, a female dragonwoman walked in, looked at the corpse, and screamed in terror.

"Dead! Someone's dead!"

Jiang Wen was not yet aware of what was happening to the Dragon Clan; he was currently strolling through the streets of the capital with Yan Ming.

It's called a market, but it's not really a market.

Because of their communal living habits, the various ethnic groups in Baixi do not have very close communication.

There weren't many shops on either side of the wide dirt road, just a few scattered stalls. Most of these people bartered, some bringing out their tribe's abundant products to exchange, while others sold items they had salvaged from the Fallen Immortal Land.

Although there aren't many shops, it's still quite lively.

After all, no matter how underdeveloped commerce may be, the population base of this divine capital is already there.

Jiang Wen also looked around the stalls, hoping to find some good treasures. However, even after scanning the entire street with his divine sense, he found it difficult to discover anything of value.

Most of them are useless odds and ends, or everyday utensils.

"Brother Jiang, is there anything you like? I'll go get it for you." Yan Ming patted the bamboo basket behind him and said loudly to Jiang Wen. The bamboo basket was full of ores, all of which were common items among the Rock People.

These ores are common to the Rock People, but are very precious to other races.

Resources are not abundant in the Land of the Gods; the ores are buried deep in the rocks. Retrieving them requires a great deal of effort, and sometimes what is dug out may not even be useful.

Therefore, few races are willing to do mining, and only the Rock People with special skills are willing to do this kind of work.

Therefore, the Rock People were able to exchange ores for goods, making them a relatively wealthy race in this divine capital.

Jiang Wen shook his head, indicating that he had nothing he was interested in. Thinking of the magical artifacts he had destroyed, his heart ached slightly.

The Four Symbols Sword Formation was destroyed, and the four flying swords were beyond repair. This Four Symbols Sword Formation had been tempered in the Pure Yang Cave, and its sword intent was extremely rare. Its destruction now truly broke his heart.

We need to refine another sword formation, one that is even more powerful than the previous one.

“There’s really nothing good here, but I know a place where you can definitely find something that Brother Jiang will be satisfied with.” Yan Ming chuckled, a hint of cunning showing on his otherwise upright face.

Hearing him say that, Jiang Wen became a little curious. Could it be that there was some kind of black market in this capital city?
"Then go and have a look?"

"Let's go, let's go take a look!" Yanming excitedly patted Jiang Wen on the shoulder and led him towards a low-lying area. Passing through the dwellings of various tribes, the two soon arrived at a mountain pass.

The mountain is full of caves, which I heard are where the Ant-Man tribe lives.

The Ant-People are a peculiar race. They have four legs and incredibly strong arms. They can burrow through mountains and lift objects hundreds of times their own weight. They are not to be underestimated in the capital, and ordinary races are unwilling to provoke them.

This tribe lives in the mountains, where they carve caves into the mountainside to make their homes.

The gods have a lot of physically demanding work, and they mostly rely on these ant-people for help. These people are kind-hearted and can be of great help with just a little food.

Jiang Wen also met the Ant-Man race.

Watching them skillfully climb the almost vertical cliff with their six limbs, he had a sense of déjà vu, like an old man looking at his phone on the subway.

"Never mind, it's nothing surprising," Jiang Wen comforted himself.

"Look, right there." Yanming pointed to the cave entrance at the foot of the mountain, where many people were coming and going. "That's the entrance to the territory."

"Boundary?" Jiang Wen asked.

"The 'territory' is the dwelling place located beneath the capital city. Many tribes that dislike the surface live there. It's difficult for the Azure Tower to govern from there, so many transactions that can't be conducted in the open take place there. Some tribes will even bring out their treasures in hopes of exchanging them for something good enough. There are quite a few treasures here, Brother Jiang, I'm sure you'll find something to your liking."

Yanming took the lead and led Jiang Wen into the territory. After entering the cave, they continued to descend.

This cave leads underground, sloping and spiraling. Layer upon layer, circle upon circle, it extends and encircles the ground.

Despite the treacherous terrain, people still come and go.

The streets were bustling with traffic, a constant flow of people. The roars of various strange beasts echoed around them, and the ground was covered with their droppings.

Jiang frowned as she smelled the odor and opened a barrier to dispel it.

The two walked for an unknown amount of time until they passed a towering checkpoint, at which point the territory of the capital city came into view.

Beneath the earth lies another vast world.

The enormous dome emitted a faint blue light, like an eternal twilight.

Glowing mushrooms grew like a forest, providing a dim light. A black river flowed silently, with unknown wreckage floating on its surface.

Countless stone bridges and passageways connect the various caves and settlements. One-eyed humans carry ore on their backs, half-human, half-fish creatures float in the water, and winged humans dwell among the glowing crystals.

A race without stomachs dug a network of tunnels in the soil.

In the distance, red-eyed merfolk lit lamps with bones, illuminating the edge of the underground sea. Driving their centipede-like beasts, the race traversed the sulfur-scented plains, their footsteps like muffled thunder.

A deep wind blew in from the crack, carrying an indescribable murmur from afar.

This is the boundary, the other side of Baixi Divine Capital.

The scorching smell of sulfur permeated the air, and winding roads lined both sides of the cave.

Jiang Wen bent down and looked down into the ground, where layers upon layers led down to the lowest magma area.

The strange tribe was one he had never seen before; the earthworm-like creatures burrowed into the soil.

"It's truly a wonderful place."

Jiang Wen gazed at the landscape and couldn't help but sigh. Plains, rivers, underground seas, and towering caves—all presented a magnificent panorama.

(End of this chapter)