Chapter 594 - 603: Treasure in the Evil Land

But this Second Primordial Spirit Technique was exceedingly rare, even in the Immortal Realm. Wen Qingye’s spiritual eyes peered through her Qi Sea and straight to her Primordial Spirit, seeing the faint bridge of communication between them. The woman before him actually possessed a Second Primordial Spirit; how could Wen Qingye not be shocked?

The woman looked at Wen Qingye and covered her mouth with a light laugh. "You certainly react quickly, little brother."

"If I wasn’t quick enough, I’d probably have ended up like those others," Wen Qingye said. With a twist of his right hand, he slammed his palm onto a pile of sand. A black liquid immediately flowed from his hand, dripping onto the gravel.

SIZZLE! SIZZLE!

The patch of gravel instantly let out a piercing, sizzling sound. It wasn’t hard to imagine just how potent the black liquid was.

’This Little Ghost is no simple character,’ the woman in black watched Wen Qingye and thought to herself.

Wen Qingye looked at the woman in black before him, his expression impassive. "Speak. Who are you? Why did you try to kill me? I’m waiting for an explanation."

"Me, kill you? I was only protecting myself and wanted to test you a little, that’s all. Don’t be so tense. The name’s Xiao Zuilan. Don’t you forget it." Her voice was like a bewitching melody, plucking at the listener’s heartstrings.

"Xiao Zuilan?"

Wen Qingye’s brows furrowed slightly. He had heard of most experts in the Eastern Profound Domain, but he had never heard this woman’s name before.

’Is this woman an expert from the Eastern Profound Domain? And what about the cultivation level of her other body? It’s all a mystery.’

Furthermore, although the woman’s cultivation was only at the Life and Death Realm Second Layer, she gave Wen Qingye an unprecedented sense of danger. All of this forced him to become wary.

"Have you memorized it, little brother?" Xiao Zuilan glided forward, but in the blink of an eye, she appeared at Wen Qingye’s side. Her beautiful eyes gazed at his face as a slender, jade-like finger reached toward his cheek.

"Apologies. I don’t like strangers getting close to me."

A peculiar glint appeared in Wen Qingye’s eyes as he took three steps back.

Xiao Zuilan broke into a laugh. "My, you’re a proud one, little brother. Hehehe."

BOOM!

The next moment, an earth-shattering clamor resounded in their ears. The source of the sound was the Evil Land up ahead.

Xiao Zuilan smiled at Wen Qingye. "Little brother, how about you and I team up? I can protect you, you know."

A teasing smile played on Wen Qingye’s lips. "Oh, really?"

Their gazes locked from a distance, a strange light glinting in both their eyes, each as if trying to see through the other. But then, a captivating brilliance burst from Xiao Zuilan’s black, gem-like pupils, one that could mesmerize the very soul.

Suddenly!

Wen Qingye’s face flushed, and he turned his head away.

’Hmph, just a greenhorn after all. Faced with my Ten Dreams Chaotic Realm Technique, didn’t you show your true colors?’ Xiao Zuilan smirked to herself. She then looked at Wen Qingye and asked, "I still don’t know your name, little brother."

Wen Qingye’s voice trembled as he said, "I... My name is Wu Qiren. I’m a Steward from the Three Realms Sect."

Xiao Zuilan continued, "It seems the Evil Land ahead has fully emerged. There’s no time to waste. What do you say we team up and go take a look?"

Wen Qingye lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought. He then slowly looked up at Xiao Zuilan. Seeing his gaze on her, a faint smile touched her lips.

"Alright. We’ll go together. We can watch out for each other on the way."

As if she had expected his answer, Xiao Zuilan said, "Then let’s go now."

Wen Qingye nodded. The two then transformed into two streaks of black light and shot toward the Evil Land ahead.

.......

「Within the Evil Land.」

It was an expanse of black, crisscrossed by an eerie Evil Qi. For Martial Artists below the Destruction Realm, just entering this Evil Land was exceedingly dangerous, to say nothing of searching for Nascent Vein Flowers and Sumeru Mustard Seeds within it.

"Inside this Evil Land, the Evil Qi is extremely dense. You two be careful, don’t let the Evil Qi invade your Primordial Spirit."

"Yes, Master."

"Judging by how dense the Evil Qi is here, the corpses must be countless. Be on your guard, and be wary of those around you."

"I didn’t expect experts from the Chaotian Sect to be here too."

Countless experts were now pouring into the Evil Land. Some were alone, others in groups, but all of them were after the Sumeru Mustard Seeds.

Once one obtained a Sumeru Mustard Seed, it would be a treasure they’d cherish for a lifetime. Who among the crowd wouldn’t be tempted?

However, because the ground within the Evil Land was wreathed in Evil Qi that obscured even the yellow sand, one had to enter its vicinity just to get a sense of their immediate surroundings.

"What is this..."

Suddenly, an expert stared at a bone-white finger in front of him and cried out in surprise. He then gathered Primordial Qi in his arm and blasted the area with a palm strike.

BANG!

Clouds of yellow sand flew into the air, along with pristine, white bones. Amidst the billowing sand, everyone’s sharp eyes spotted a black Sumeru Mustard Seed.

Upon seeing the black Sumeru Mustard Seed, the eyes of everyone present filled with a fanatical, greedy light.

Seeing the Sumeru Mustard Seed, the expert’s face lit up with joy. He kicked off the ground and shot toward it.

BOOM!

But in the next instant, a barrage of ferocious attacks, fists charged with wild Primordial Qi, rained down on him like mountains. Left with no choice, he threw his own punch to meet them.

BANG!

A violent shockwave erupted outward, forcing both combatants back dozens of steps.

By this time, countless others had reacted, and they all charged madly for the Sumeru Mustard Seed.

"That Sumeru Mustard Seed is mine! I’d like to see anyone try and take it!"

"Fan Chaoqun of the Cyan Mountain Sect is here!"

"Hahaha, how laughable! Around here, might makes right. Empty boasts are useless!"

....

In an instant, everyone within a radius of several hundred zhang of the Evil Land erupted into a free-for-all, all for the sake of the Sumeru Mustard Seed floating in mid-air.

The Sumeru Mustard Seed was tossed higher and higher by the ensuing shockwaves, never once falling back to the ground.

SNAP!

Just as the crowd was in a mad scramble, the Sumeru Mustard Seed landed in someone’s hand. Everyone froze for a moment. Their eyes followed the slender, pale hand up to its owner: a woman in a black gauze dress, her head lowered as she stared intently at the Sumeru Mustard Seed.

Her fair skin was visible through the black gauze, illuminated by the sunlight.

A fire ignited in the hearts of many men present. The sound of their quickened breaths filled the air.

This woman was none other than Xiao Zuilan, who had just arrived. Standing beside her was Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye, however, found it strange. ’Why does Xiao Zuilan care so much about this Sumeru Mustard Seed? It’s as if there’s some extraordinary treasure inside.’

’It seems the anomaly with the Immortal Coffin isn’t so simple. The corpses within this Evil Land might be hiding many secrets as well.’

The crowd was momentarily mesmerized by Xiao Zuilan’s captivating figure, but some were not swayed by her looks.

"Hey, you witch! Hand over that Sumeru Mustard Seed! I saw it first!"