Chapter 700.
In the early morning, without alerting anyone, Wang Chen quietly left the city.
This was the first time he had left Yongle Immortal City since he had beheaded Liang Cen last time.
Wang Dust’s destination for this trip was Manglong Mountain.
He had prepared quite a bit of time for this trip and had taken up to twenty days of annual leave.
Manglong Mountain was located to the northwest of Yongle Immortal City, a distance of over 20,000 miles.
After Wang Chen left the city, he first flew hundreds of miles with his sword, then took out his magic treasure flying ship in a deserted place in the wilderness and rushed up to the sky to go straight to his destination.
The flying speed and endurance of a magic treasure level flying ship was largely determined by the strength of the driver and the amount of spirit stones.
Although Wang Chen was at the Purple Mansion cultivation level, he possessed an outer dan of a not-so-low grade, and coupled with the fact that he did not skimp on the investment of spirit stones, he thus arrived at the Manglong Mountain Range in just two days and one night.
The Manglong Mountain Range stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles from west to east, and was one of the famous mountains in the Haotian Realm, with numerous spiritual veins and cavernous blessings abounding in the mountains, and there had been powerful cultivators practicing in them since ancient times.
Nowadays, Manglong Mountain is the territory of the demon race, and the area occupied by human cultivators is basically in the outer fringe.
However, this mountain range is rich in resources, so every year there are a large number of cultivators in groups to enter the mountain hunting, collecting, mining, and the conflict with the demon race has never ended.
Countless cultivators had died in the mountains.
Wang Chen did not come to the Manglong Mountain Range because he was tired of looking for excitement, but the clues he found about the Seven Leaf Ginseng pointed to the fact that it was exactly in this endless mountain.
After gathering the five treasures of the eight treasures of Dan Condensation, Wang Chuan had also thought of using the safest way to obtain the other three treasures.
But it couldn’t be done.
First of all, there was no stock in the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, and even if there was, it wasn’t something he could buy.
Secondly, the value of the Thousand Year Spirit Bead, Seven Leaf Xuan Ginseng, and Ten Thousand Year Star Sand was too high, and they were completely priceless in the market!
Wang Chuan had considered making use of his external and the Birth and Creation Cauldron, relying on refining talismans and magic weapons to earn spirit stones.
Anything that had a market without a price again, as long as one was willing to smash down enough spirit stones, it was definitely possible to smash it open.
If double doesn’t work, then double, if double doesn’t work, add triple!
Wang Chen was confident that he could make his own mark in the highly competitive Yongle Immortal City.
Unfortunately, ideals are ideals, but reality is very cruel!
Through the understanding of the actual situation, Wang Chuan found that the business of dan, weapons, talismans, formations and so on in Yongle Immortal City were basically in the hands of a few great Immortal clans.
These Immortal Clan families were firmly in control of the Immortal City.
To take food from them, Wang Chen thought that he was not the son of Heaven’s destiny, so he quashed the idea.
After thinking about the pros and cons, he made the decision to go out and search for treasure.
If you can’t buy it and can’t afford it, then go find it yourself!
In fact, when the majestic peaks and ridges of the Manglong Mountain Range appeared in his line of sight, Wang Chen was not even the slightest bit sure that he would be able to find the Seven Leaf Ginseng.
The previous notes he had read were quite old, and it was unknown how many years ago they were written.
Nowadays, the ginseng that grows in a hidden place might have been collected by cultivators or demon clans.
Then his hard work to come all the way to this side would only end up in vain!
However, without personally coming here to see for himself, Wang Chen’s heart will definitely retain this hope.
After a long time, it’s easy to harbor demons!
So this trip was a must.
By the time he arrived at the fringe area of the Manglong Mountain Range, it was already getting dark.
Wang Chen had no interest in exploring the Manglong Mountain at night, so he put away his magic treasure flying ship, replaced it with the Subterranean Dragon Sword and continued flying for a distance, finally finding an abandoned farmhouse.
He was prepared to spend the night here.
This farmhouse had been abandoned for a very long time, and the fields were completely occupied by weeds and wildflowers and small trees, not even the ridges of the fields could be seen.
Most of the houses in the manor were in a state of disrepair, the walls were cracked and covered with vines, and many of the houses didn’t even have a roof.
Wang Dust chose one of the largest and most complete looking mansions to enter.
He was obviously not the first cultivator to patronize this place, only to see that there was actually not much accumulated dust and fallen leaves in the mansion, which should have been cleaned up by someone casting spells not long ago.
The door to the main house was wide open, an exquisitely crafted door panel rattled, and tables, chairs, and benches could be seen placed inside.
Wang Chen’s front foot was just about to step in, when suddenly a crow quacked and flew out.
I don’t know if it built its nest inside!
This set of mansion is quite large, Wang Chuan stepped around before and after to make sure that there is no presence of evil spirits and demons, before setting up a bonfire outside the main house.
The blazing flames dispelled the darkness and cold silence in the blink of an eye.
Wang Chen then took out the meat skewers, eggplants, river fish, and other ingredients purchased inside Immortal City from his Sumeru Ring.
Although there weren’t many types, they were fresh and of high quality, so Wang Chen arranged them on the barbecue and slowly grilled them with oil and sauce.
Soon the air was filled with a unique smell of barbecue.
Wang Chuan took out the reclining chairs, boiled a pot of spiritual tea, and looked up at the starry sky while sipping the tea.
Although he was in a dangerous and unpredictable barren wilderness, his heart was calm.
This calmness came from Wang Chen’s current strength.
He was unrivaled under the Jindan, and at the Jindan level, Wang Dust was certain that he could send himself away along with the rest of them.
At the very least, he still had no problem escaping!
Therefore when the bright light of the bonfire attracted an uninvited guest, Wang Dust did not have any panic or scruples.
“May I ask if this place is occupied?”
In response to the request carefully made by the visitor, Wang Dust agreed without thinking, “No one is here, feel free to find a place to sit.”
To make things convenient for others was to make things convenient for oneself, he didn’t mind casually helping others with a small favor.
“Thank you!”
This uninvited guest gratefully made a bow, and then sat down on the edge of the corner of the room in a disciplined manner.
The visitor was in his mid-twenties, with a cultivation level at the beginning of the Purple Mansion stage, and his appearance was quite circumspect, easily making people feel good about him.
Wang Dust took down a handful of meat skewers from the grill and sprinkled them with cumin pepper and other seasoning powders.
The aroma, it was absolutely amazing!
Wang Dust even heard the sound of the man by the corner swallowing his saliva.
With a slight smile, Wang Chen pushed the meat skewer in his hand forward and handed it directly to the other person.
“Thanks!”
The cultivator was a bit surprised and touched, and after receiving the meat skewer handed over by Wang Chuan, he respectfully bowed to Wang Chuan and then began to skillfully and incomparably jerk the skewer.
He was quite a bit of a veteran eater.
Wang Chuan quietly waited for the other party to finish the meat skewer in his hand, then asked, “Your demon race, is raw food or blood food your favorite?”
The visitor immediately froze in his movements, and only after a moment did he put down the bamboo skewer in his hand and said, “How can you tell?”