My System Is Three Thousand Years Early-Chapter 639 - 168: You Won’t Die if You Don’t Seek Death! (Please Subscribe)_3
Chapter 639 -168: You Won’t Die if You Don’t Seek Death! (Please Subscribe)_3
“However, the stone men mostly respond only to the voice of the Dragon Lord. Our voices won’t attract any attention from them at all.”
“Therefore, we can only try other phrases, for example, the Dragon Lord is in danger or the mountain gates are under enemy attack.”
After the Dragon Lord’s Envoy finished speaking, Cheng Guang nodded slightly.
This method of awakening stone men was indeed rather simple and unadorned.
But if you think about it, that makes sense.
The stone men were merely asleep, not sealed away. Waking someone who’s sleeping is just about using your voice to call out, right?
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Or at worst, if you slap them with your hand a few times, they should wake up.
Thinking this, Cheng Guang didn’t feel any urge to wake the stone men.
If you don’t court death, you won’t die.
Cheng Guang took his gaze off the stone men and continued with his entourage deeper into the Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils.
To ascend the Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils, there wasn’t a complete path. Since the mountain was very perilous, most would require a certain level of profound cultivation.
Without cultivation, or rather, without the ability to walk on air, climbing the mountain was a difficult task.
At this time, Cheng Guang was somewhat curious.
How did the Dragon Lord’s Envoy, a person of little cultivation, return to the peak of the Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils?
With that little cultivation, he probably wouldn’t even make it halfway up the slope before exhausting his strength.
Cheng Guang thought this and glanced over at the Dragon Lord’s Envoy beside him.
The Dragon Lord’s Envoy, looking at the mountain, seemed a little at a loss.
He looked at Cheng Guang.
“Princely Heir, I’ll need my Treasure Cloth in order to ascend this mountain,” he said.
Upon hearing these words from the Dragon Lord’s Envoy, Cheng Guang understood why he hadn’t used the Xuan Ming Treasure Cloth after leaving White Emperor City.
It was because of this.
Using the Xuan Ming Treasure Cloth was quite consuming.
Most importantly, the Dragon Lord’s Envoy had plans to use it to get home.
Considering this, Cheng Guang still didn’t give the Xuan Ming Treasure Cloth to the Dragon Lord’s Envoy. Instead, with a wave of his hand, his Qi enveloped the Envoy’s body.
Cheng Guang lifted the Dragon Lord’s Envoy into the air and then looked toward Gu Wushuang.
“Take her as well,” he said.
The ‘her’ Cheng Guang referred to was naturally no other than Bai Shuxuan.
Bai Shuxuan, who had been mysteriously rendered unconscious by the Dragon Lord’s Envoy since leaving White Emperor City, had been in a deep slumber.
Cheng Guang, seeing Bai Shuxuan in such a state, couldn’t just ignore her and decided to take her along.
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Gu Wushuang nodded slightly upon hearing Cheng Guang’s words, with no objection.
After lifting Bai Shuxuan’s body, she followed in Cheng Guang’s steps, climbing up the Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils.
Black Cub watched the two advance and, standing still, looked at the seemingly endless Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils, feeling that climbing up was a tiresome affair.
After sticking out its tongue,
a weary anthropomorphic look appeared on its dark canine face, followed by a sigh.
Soon after, without much hesitation, Black Cub sprang into action, his claws deeply embedded into the mountainside as he swiftly ascended.
They all moved forward together.
As Cheng Guang wound his way between rocks and dense ancient trees, time gradually passed. By the time they reached near the summit, they could no longer see the land below.
They continued to ascend.
Upon reaching the mountaintop,
they could see a winding path ahead.
Scattered around were many palaces and buildings.
Cheng Guang’s gaze swept around, noticing that the mountaintop wasn’t flat but had slopes and high mountains in the distance.
There were mountains upon mountains.
Only these were much smaller compared to the true Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils.
After they reached the top, Cheng Guang let the Dragon Lord’s Envoy down.
The Envoy, not standing firmly, staggered a few steps and fell flat on his face, though he seemed to feel little pain.
He quickly got up, pointing towards the mountains above and explained to Cheng Guang,
“Master, that is Dragon Mountain, a place only the Dragon Lord can enter.”
“The Dragon Lord’s disappearance happened after he entered Dragon Mountain. There are many mystical beasts inside, most lacking Spiritual Wisdom, considered by the Dragon Lord as mere blood food.”
After the Dragon Lord’s Envoy spoke,
Cheng Guang glanced at him and asked, “Have you not entered Dragon Mountain?”
The Dragon Lord’s Envoy shook his head; his numb eyes slightly embarrassed, his voice stiff,
“Master, I dare not enter Dragon Mountain.”
“The ‘blood food’ of the Dragon Lord alone is not something I can handle.”
Cheng Guang, hearing such words from the Dragon Lord’s Envoy, could barely contain a chuckle.
What status did this Dragon Lord’s Envoy have in the Cultivation Mountain of Ten Thousand Devils?
He couldn’t even overpower the Dragon Lord’s prey, his food.
It was as ludicrous as an ordinary person being killed by a chicken, simply absurd.
What now?
Does this chicken also rap and play basketball??
Cheng Guang shook his head, not saying much more.
However, the Dragon Lord’s Envoy, feeling his status in the eyes of his master Cheng Guang had lowered even more, hastily explained,
“Master, the creatures the Dragon Lord eats daily are no ordinary beings.”
“Some creatures, though they haven’t practiced cultivation, are born with strength far surpassing some Devil Emperors.”
“A single bite offers endless benefits.”
“In the entire Eight-layered Devil Realm, only the Dragon Lord can enjoy such beings. They are known as Innate Spiritual Bodies, I believe.”
As the Dragon Lord’s Envoy finished speaking,
Cheng Guang’s eyes widened slightly.
The ‘Innate Spiritual Body’ the Dragon Lord’s Envoy mentioned rang in Cheng Guang’s ears, inexplicably reminding him of the girl he had encountered in Great Yan.
She, too, was an Innate Spiritual Body, or perhaps an Innate Treasure Body.
Every extraordinary physique born is usually no simple matter.
The Dragon Lord eats this regularly??
At the thought, Cheng Guang’s lips twitched unconsciously.
Then he looked toward Dragon Mountain again.
At this moment,
in Cheng Guang’s eyes, Dragon Mountain wasn’t just an ordinary peak; it was definitely a treasure mountain.
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