No. 4 At World's End

Chapter 124 How did you end up so miserable

Chapter 124: Chapter 124 How did you end up so miserable


In front is a wide mountain valley.


The gentle breeze blows, the Spirit Grass is tender green, and the river meanders down, making one feel invigorated.


Above this valley, there are floating wooden houses like kites.


Some are grand, some are exquisite, some are hidden by clouds, and it’s impossible to count them all at a glance.


The spiritual qi concentration in this valley is incredibly high, even denser than the Feixian Sect’s Tier Five Spirit Vein from before.


As soon as they arrived here, Ah Huang jumped off his shoulder.


"Mom, I found it!"


Jiang Cheng didn’t even need to guess to know she was talking about the Spirit Vein.


This daughter ran faster than a rabbit, and he couldn’t grab her in time. In the blink of an eye, she was gone.


He could only let her go; after all, even if she did find the Spirit Vein, she wouldn’t do anything bad.


He initially thought the two girls would take him to the largest wooden palace in the air, but instead, they flew all the way and finally led him to a small bamboo house behind a mountain.


In front of this bamboo house was a flying waterfall and a flowing spring, the mountain flowers were blooming, and the scenery was quite beautiful, but it was too small.


Brother Cheng secretly complained, does the clan leader really live this simply? Isn’t it too lacking in grandeur?


"Lan Ti sis, your friend is here!"


Soon after, a familiar figure appeared before him.


"Jiang Cheng, it’s you!"


There was a strong sense of surprise in her eyes.


"Didn’t we agree to meet?"


"Yeah, come in quickly, be careful not to be seen by too many people."


This sentence greatly puzzled Jiang Cheng.


"Aren’t you the chief clan leader here? What’s there to be afraid of?"


"Well..."


Lan Ti awkwardly glanced at the backs of the two departing women, then whispered, "I’m the clan leader of the Witch Division, but this isn’t the Witch Division, it’s the Heart Division."


"Huh?"


Lan Ti gave a bitter smile: "The Witch Division has suffered successive blows in recent years, and I’m the only one left."


"Because the Witch Division and the Heart Division used to be quite close, I always stay here when I return."


Jiang Cheng couldn’t help but laugh.


No wonder the grand welcome he initially expected, with a grand ceremony and attention as a clan leader’s bosom friend, never happened.


Turns out she was just a lone figure.


Also, otherwise, how could she become a clan leader at such a young age.


"So you’ve been having such a hard time."


"Yes, I was actually planning to find you in a few days; I can’t stay here anymore."


"What’s wrong?"


"Silence Sacred Land has come to demand an explanation from me."


"Ha?"


Jiang Cheng looked incredulous.


He remembered Silence Sacred Land; last time during the great battle at the Qianxing Dynasty, didn’t he just wipe out two Saint Heirs?


In the end, even the True Spirit Consciousness of Venerable Mirror Ring was toyed with by him.


He didn’t attack them, and yet these people dared to come asking for an explanation?


"Is the face of Silence Sacred Land so large? Your Heart Division is also a Sacred Land. You shouldn’t be afraid of them, right?"


Lan Ti nodded: "The Heart Division has five Ascending to Saint Realm seniors holding the fort, with power still above Silence Sacred Land."


"Additionally, there’s the Inheritance Treasure, the Heart-Piercing Awl. With this treasure, even if a Saint Tier came, they could fight them."


"Then what’s there to be afraid of? Just take them down!" Brother Cheng was always so bold in his actions.


Lan Ti gave a wry smile: "Silence Sacred Land alone isn’t really scary, but they have allies, and behind this incident, there’s Saint Bi Feng’s instigation..."


"This Heart Division in the Mingxin Sacred Land only consists of their own people and is different from the other Sacred Lands out there."


With her explanation, Jiang Cheng understood.


The remaining Nine Great Sacred Lands in the Thousand Spirit Domain have intermarried over millions of years, entangled and interlinked.


Though there might be friction and conflicts at times, they still unite against external threats.


Just like last time, when the Purple Origin Sacred Land was troubled by the Three-Eyed Tiger, several Sacred Lands quickly convened.


And the Immortal Remnant Race’s Heart Division, this Mingxin Sacred Land, having no dealings with outsiders, is a standalone system, having little connection with the other Sacred Lands out there.


If they really fought Silence Sacred Land, the other Eight Great Sacred Lands would definitely assist Silence Sacred Land.


In that case, the Heart Division would be besieged.


"Your Immortal Remnant Race isn’t doing too well, is it?"


Brother Cheng couldn’t help but complain: "You started as the descendants of immortals, with inheritance and top-grade magical treasures, and this is where you end up?"


One can only focus on self-preservation, being pushed around by weaker Sacred Lands.


Another is just exterminated to the point of being a sole survivor.


"Don’t you have the other seven divisions?"


Lan Ti shook her head: "The other seven divisions aren’t in the Thousand Spirit Domain, and internally, the nine divisions of the Immortal Remnant Race aren’t harmonious either."


"Speaking of which, Silence Sacred Land is actually my enemy. Ten years ago, they wiped out the last 300 people of my Witch Division."


At this point, her purple eyes were filled with the flames of hatred.


"What, there’s actually such a thing? I haven’t read much; you better not be lying to me."


Jiang Cheng was truly amazed.


The enemy is at the door, and the Heart Division not only doesn’t help with revenge but treats them as honored guests?


This surpassed his realm of imagination.


"Why would I lie to you? The Curse Technique cultivated by Silence Sacred Land is considered a branch of Witchcraft. They also somehow learned about the existence of our Witch Division’s ’Earth Spirit Witch Manual’ and coveted it."


"The clan leader at the time refused to hand it over, and in the end, they were attacked...I was the only one who escaped."


Jiang Cheng suddenly understood; no wonder those two Saint Heirs seemed familiar with Lan Ti last time.


And that Venerable Mirror Ring said he wanted to take Lan Ti as a disciple, clearly under the guise of learning her authentic Witchcraft!


"And that Saint Bi Feng, what’s his background? A Saint Tier?"


Lan Ti reluctantly nodded: "Yes, millions of years ago, it was him who tricked away our Witch Division’s Bone Refining Banner."


"I am impressed..."


Jiang Cheng looked up and sighed.


He didn’t even know what to say anymore.


He’s seen many things ridiculous, but never this ridiculous.


"This Heart Division lacks strength. Let’s go, it’s meaningless."


He directly walked out the door.


Lan Ti followed him, softly sighing: "They are also powerless; surviving under the watchful eyes of the Nine Great Sacred Lands is not easy."


"Actually, if it weren’t for their protection over the years, I would have been captured by Silence Sacred Land long ago."


Once her words fell, the surroundings suddenly underwent dramatic changes.


Just like that, the valley seemed to come alive, beginning to expand rapidly in all directions.


The Spirit Grass on the ground grew wildly, quickly turning into more advanced Spirit Medicine, and it grew right before their eyes.


The stream also began to widen, and the water droplets inside were filled with a rich spiritual qi.


In the mortal world, this stream water could become Immortal Water that prolongs life with just a sip...


"Wh—what’s happening?"


Lan Ti felt a sense of déjà vu about this scene.


She suddenly recalled there was a spiritual qi enhancement once before at the Feixian Sect.


But that time, it didn’t reach this level.


The Spirit Vein of the Mingxin Sacred Land now probably upgraded from Level 6 to Level 8.


"That’s right, I had someone do it, meant to give you a meeting gift."


This time, Jiang Cheng didn’t take all the credit for Ah Huang’s work.


His casual words to curry favor worked quite well.


Hearing it was a specially prepared meeting gift for her, Lan Ti, who had been living desolately, was moved to the point of having reddened eyes.


"Thank you..."


She didn’t know Jiang Cheng was secretly mocking himself, dear daughter, this isn’t our home; you didn’t need to enhance their Spirit Vein for them.