Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 549 Entering the Beast Realm, a Bizarre Atmosphere

There is a boundary between the Beast Domain and the Xuanhuang Territory.

It was jointly created by the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts and the Abbot of Xuanhuang Temple.

This realm is divided into two parts: heaven and earth.

The ground is covered with a strip of yellow sand hundreds of miles wide, inhabited by a group of scorpions that feed on flesh and blood, a sight that is difficult for ordinary people to bear.

In the sky, nestled among the gray-white clouds, lived a flock of cloud crows. These cloud crows loved to feed on souls and preferred to attack cultivators.

Therefore, it is difficult for people from the two regions to travel freely between them.

Only one airway was left in the sky for airships to travel between the two regions.

The Myriad Beasts Domain is rich in resources and has a vast territory. The essence and blood of the Myriad Beasts are urgently needed for many spells, so the Myriad Beasts Domain is a partner of many large domains.

The Xuanhuang territory also has many needs.

Above the border between the two regions, airships constantly shuttled back and forth.

However, recently, with the rise of the Three Immortal Mountains of Fenglingdao, the relationship between the Myriad Beasts Domain and the Xuanhuang Territory has taken a sharp turn for the worse.

Although relations have not been completely severed, many precious products have begun to be transported to the Xuanhuang Territory.

The number of airships traveling back and forth has been reduced to once every seven days.

This caused great distress to the major merchants in both regions, but since the order came from the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts, there was nothing anyone could do about it.

This involves a respected person; who dares to question it?

However, I recently heard that things have taken a turn for the better.

The Xuanhuang Territory has dispatched a new master of scripture transmission to lead a group of people into the Beast Domain. It is said that they have already sent a letter of invitation to the Beast Palace, wishing to pay a visit to the Beast Venerable.

Although two days have passed and there has been no news of the Venerable One summoning him, it at least represents the will of the Xuanhuang Temple Master.

They were unaware of the specifics of the conflict between the two Venerable Ones, but judging from the orders of the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts, it was not difficult to guess that it was not some irreconcilable feud.

Otherwise, it wouldn't just be a decrease in commerce between the two regions, but a direct war!

Since the abbot of Xuanhuang Temple is willing to reconcile, this situation should not last long.

Everyone was looking forward to it.

Endless City—the central city of the Beast Realm.

The city is surrounded by four mountains, overlooking the world.

The Xuanwu clan was stationed at Beishan, gazing towards the North Sea;

The Vermilion Bird clan dwells in the south, dominating the black and yellow landscape;

The Azure Dragon Clan of the East, their golden light captivating all;

The White Tiger clan of the West lies in wait, watching over paradise.

The Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts hangs high above the four mountains, between Mount Sumeru, ruling over all directions.

Every corner of the city exudes a primitive and rugged feel. There are no exquisite and ornate pavilions or towers, nor are there picturesque landscapes, but everything in the city reveals a grand and majestic atmosphere.

This also led to the fact that the cultivators in the city had rather bold and unrestrained personalities.

In a quaint tavern built of flint.

A group of cultivators from the Myriad Beasts Domain were drinking heavily and eating meat with abandon.

Because they cultivate alongside beasts and collect the essence of all beasts, these cultivators inevitably retain some animalistic habits.

After a few rounds of drinks, a burly man with a black face and a height of nearly ten feet suddenly slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

Under the curious gazes of the crowd, he quickly walked to a table by the window in the tavern.

At the table sat a handsome young man with skin as white as jade.

The boy looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, with his hair tied in a topknot and wearing a plain yellow Taoist robe.

He was gazing out at the street, sipping the tavern's signature spirit.

This way of drinking surprised everyone.

This spirit is a fine brew made by the tavern owner himself.

Even though the tavern owner came from the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts, he often felt proud of this wine.

It is said that even a True Lord would get drunk after drinking just one bowl, and even a Transformation God cannot drink too much.

This boy is drinking so heavily?
Someone noticed something amiss and whispered to their friend beside them:

"This young Taoist priest has the symbol of Xuanhuang on his chest. The other party is from the Xuanhuang Temple, obviously an attendant of the master who transmits the scriptures. He must be no ordinary person."

Everyone then realized that it was no surprise that he came from the Venerable One's lineage.

Just then, the burly man finally reached the young Taoist priest.

He first glanced at the wine barrel on the boy's table, then shouted:
“I say, since your Xuanhuang Temple wants to ask the Great Venerable to lift the ban, why haven’t you been summoned yet?”
If you really can't prepare enough sincerity, I think you should head home as soon as possible, so as not to linger here and annoy everyone.

The young Taoist priest, holding his wine cup, glanced at the burly man before averting his gaze and turning back to the window.

Such a nonchalant attitude caused the burly man's expression to change drastically.

He forged the essence of a raging bear, and was of a violent nature.

He had only intended to extort some drinks from the other party, but now he felt that he had lost face in front of everyone, his blood rushed to his head, and his reason vanished.

With a cruel glint in his eyes, the burly man exerted force into his arms and took a step forward, about to crush the young Taoist's shoulder.

His frail body must have been broken countless times.

But before he could even touch the young Taoist's shoulder...

His outstretched arm suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then the burly man felt the void around him begin to press down on his arm.

"Crack. Ah." At first, the burly man was still holding on, until his arm twisted and was squeezed into a ball by the void, no longer resembling a hand, then the burly man shouted.

He crushed his palms and arms into a pulp, inch by inch.

The burly man was unable to move and felt like he was about to faint, but he was unusually clear-headed. He could only watch helplessly as his arms slowly turned into mud.

When his shoulder was about to be crushed, the burly man cried out for mercy.

"Mercy, Xuanhuang Envoy!"

The young Taoist priest ignored the burly man, continuing to gaze out the window, turning a deaf ear to the man's cries for help.

Seeing the burly man's miserable state, the patrons stood up one by one and glared angrily at the young Taoist priest.

Amidst the crowd's outrage, a rich aroma of wine suddenly filled the tavern, followed by the appearance of a fiery red figure in the hall.

The guests were taken aback, then bowed and greeted them:

"Greetings, tavern owner!"

The newcomer waved his hand, looked at the young Taoist priest by the window, and solemnly said:

"May I ask your name, friend? Why are you taking offense at my humble aspirations?"

The young Taoist priest downed the wine in his hand in one gulp, turned around to look back at the tavern owner, and then slowly stood up.

The burly man beside him, as the young Taoist priest stood up, stopped wailing and was crushed into a pile of minced meat, leaving only a bloodstained spine standing upright on the spot.

The young Taoist priest reached out and grasped it in his hand, then shook his spine, which instantly straightened.

The flesh and blood residue on it were scattered everywhere, and the spine was as white as jade.

The young Taoist priest smiled and praised:
"Excellent, it's a good bamboo!"

Having said that, he casually stuck the spine into the ground of the tavern. The spine took root and grew into a white jade bamboo.

The young Taoist priest then stopped his movements, turned to look at the tavern owner whose face was ashen, and laughed:
“My name is Baigu, and my Taoist name is Zhujunzi. This person has disgraced Xuanhuang Temple and cannot be let off lightly. I hope the tavern owner will forgive me.”

His polite speech contrasted sharply with his actions.

As soon as he finished speaking, the guests in the tavern seemed to hear the chirping of cicadas, and then they were all horrified.

They actually killed someone from the Beast Realm right in front of the Beast Palace tavern owner?!

Wasn't it said that the people from Xuanhuang Temple came to ask for the Venerable One's understanding in order to restore the trade route between the two regions?
This person?

Everyone was shocked and turned to look at the tavern owner.

Although they wished they could kill this arrogant fellow on the spot, the burly man, though reckless, was quite strong, and many of those present were no match for him.

Nevertheless, the burly man was so easily killed by this person that the others naturally dared not make any rash moves.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the young Taoist priest who called himself White Bone had somehow already walked up to the tavern owner.

Looking at the tavern owner, he praised:

"The owner's wine is quite good. I'll come again tomorrow. Goodbye!"

Having said that, he walked past her and stepped out of the tavern.

Only then did everyone notice that the tavern owner was standing there, his eyes filled with a sense of bewilderment.

From his constantly trembling body, it was easy to see that the tavern owner's body seemed to be in a state of stiffness.

Was it suppressed?

The fear in their hearts intensified as they recalled the figure they had just seen.

Who exactly is that skeleton?

No one noticed any trace of the other party's attack.

After a while, the tavern owner staggered, touched his neck, felt a chill run down his spine, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

He then disappeared into the tavern without looking back.

On the street, Li Wushouzhu's avatar, walking towards the reception villa, raised an eyebrow and a smile appeared on his lips.

Since investigating the situation in the Beast Domain, he has always felt a sense of unease.

Judging from the state of the wisp of Yang spirit of the Beast Venerable, the Beast Venerable should have perished.

However, neither the messages from the talisman master nor the white fox described the strange phenomenon of a Venerable's fall in the Beast Realm.

The white fox did not live in the Endless City, but rather in the eastern territory of the Beast Domain, ruled by the Azure Dragon Clan, which faced the Golden Light Domain from afar.

At this moment, she is busy reorganizing the clan and the surrounding area. The situation inside the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace is unclear, and Li Wushou does not want to mobilize her.

Therefore, Li Wushou sent the flag guards into the Beast Domain under the pretext of discussing business to deliver a visiting card to the Beast Palace.

As the rumors have been circulating, the Beast Palace has indeed stopped replying to messages.

They were left to their own devices in the reception courtyard. Not even one of the other high-ranking members of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace was sent. Only a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was assigned to receive them.

If you are unwilling to negotiate, you can simply refuse.

When it comes to discussions, they don't seem very interested.

However, judging from the words and actions of that mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, it seems that the other party wants to hang them in the Boundless City.

And today, that mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator has also returned to the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts.

This made Li Wushou even more puzzled, so he chose to take the initiative to break the deadlock.

A tavern owner in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, who also came from the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts, was his ideal target.

Now, the bait has been planted.

Let me see what kind of monster lives in the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts.

(End of this chapter)