The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 650 - 369 This Road is Blocked_2

An earthquake? The last time she felt an earthquake was when the White Tiger and Yin Jiu You collapsed Yuhu Peak inside Guangcheng Palace. What about now?

"This isn’t an earthquake," Changtian spoke as the ground suddenly shook violently again, this time even more intensely. People without any kung fu might even be knocked off their feet. However, oddly enough, it seemed completely calm within the Hidden Stream territory, no one appeared, and not even a cough was heard extra, as if such shaking was only to be expected.

"Indeed, it’s not a big deal. This is Ba Snake simply moving its form a bit."

She twitched the corner of her mouth: "Are you telling me, your True Form of Ba Snake stretched, and it caused an earthquake in this valley beneath our feet?"

"Yes." He didn’t know from where, but he conjured another cup and refilled it with wine. "Although my Ba Snake’s main body is only left with its shell, it still adjusts its posture from time to time."

That wasn’t surprising, for the soulless Ba Snake had been in a semi-comatose, half-sleep state for thirty thousand years, unconscious but able to breathe, and all vital signs normal. She suddenly realized after hearing this; she had seen this state in Huaxia before, weren’t they just like people in a vegetative state? It’s just that after humans become vegetative, their muscles tend to atrophy, and their bones become porous, while hibernation is naturally second nature for python-types, not to mention a Divine Beast like Ba Snake. The occasional muscle twitch was a normal reaction.

But Changtian was quite annoying, never telling her just how big the True Form of Ba Snake really was. She initially thought it was at most the size of a Dragon Turtle, but now it seemed, it was much more.

She and Changtian conversed through mental transmission while taking a walk in the valley. As they talked, she approached the edge of the valley, and suddenly, a huge Black Wolf emerged from the forest, its eyes glowing green as it stared at her and politely but coldly said: "Guest, please do not leave the valley."

She pursed her lips, not surprised to see a sentry of the Hidden Stream here: "I know, I just wanted that bunch of sage, it smells so nice." The Black Wolf followed the direction of her finger and indeed saw a clump of pale purple flowers fifteen meters away.

Her eyes were bright and clear, not appearing scheming, but an order was an order; he couldn’t defy Hidden Stream’s command. After a slight hesitation, the Black Wolf could only say: "Stand here, I will fetch it for you."

Wolf paws were meant for slaughter, not for picking, so he had to transform into a human form, then he reached down to pick up the clump of sage and handed it to Ning Xiaoxian.

She reached out cheerfully to receive it, and as their fingertips touched, the Black Wolf suddenly felt a slight chill from the girl’s fingers to his heart. He couldn’t help shivering and took a step back, watching her cautiously.

Ning Xiaoxian gently touched the sage in her hand, looking at him curiously: "What’s wrong?"

He summoned his demonic power and it swiftly circulated through his body, the cool sensation instantly vanished, and he was unharmed. "Nothing, please go back." His face turned stern as he gave the order to leave.

She politely thanked him and then turned around, slowly walking back.

"How about?" She transmitted to Tu Jin.

He was sitting in the tree house, and upon hearing shook his head: "No good!" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Just now, she had tucked one of Tu Jin’s soul avatars into her sleeve and tried to paint it on the Black Wolf’s hand while picking flowers, intending to control a demon to take her to the Forbidden Land. But as soon as the soul avatar touched the Black Wolf’s hand, it felt a faint resistance from it. As the saying goes, a twisted melon isn’t sweet; this Black Wolf was a well-cultivated great monster and highly alert at the moment, it was too difficult for Tu Jin’s soul avatar to forcibly control it under these circumstances.

If they inadvertently scared the snake, it would only make things worse. However, this result was expected, albeit a bit disappointing. The Forbidden Land was clearly only accessible to a few people, and according to Changtian, even if the demons here had their minds controlled, their instincts would still refuse to do anything that might harm the True Form of Ba Snake. After all, all the creatures here relied on its Yimu Growth Power.

The method of controlling demons was futile, and passing through the woods was even less feasible. How was she supposed to move forward with possibly many eyes watching her?

When Qingluan arrived, Ning Xiaoxian was sitting on the outer porch of the tree house, brewing wine. A clay pot sat over a red mud stove, wafts of intoxicating aroma of wine bursting from the spout under the gentle flames, drifting far into the forest. Qingluan had tasted wine brought from the outside world, but nothing could compare to such soul-stirring fragrance. The surrounding Immortal Bandits sat around, eyes bright and amused, drinking together, someone commented: "It’s really strange, it doesn’t often tremble like this here, I’ve come three or four times and haven’t encountered it, Miss Ning, you’re really lucky."

She looked up toward the pitch-dark forest, where countless pairs of eager eyes lurked. Qingluan sighed, thinking how this young girl really knew how to stir up trouble. When the Immortal Bandits had visited before, they hadn’t kicked up such a fuss. Being a demon herself, she understood the nature of the Demon Clan deeply. Hidden Stream had settled down in the lush Ba Snake Mountain Range for years, seemingly ascetic, but actually for compelling reasons—after all, who wouldn’t yearn for the colorful world outside?

This unprecedented fine wine tempted everyone present.

Of course, Ning Xiaoxian saw her too, and immediately poured a cup of warm wine, chirping brightly: "Sister Qingluan, you’ve worked hard, please enjoy." With a push of her hand, the cup flew towards her. She herself thought the gesture was quite stylish, reminiscent of Changtian.

Qingluan caught the cup, but did not drink: "Thank you, but I cannot drink while on duty." Just as she was about to hand the cup back to her, unexpectedly, the White Bird perched on Ning Xiaoxian’s shoulder flew over, landing on her arm, and began sipping the wine from the cup. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to cast your recommendation vote and Monthly Ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)