Chapter 141 - 111: Spirit-Seizing Land, Cloud Map Tribe!

Lin Chang’sheng realized something.

This was a beach, shrouded in fog on all sides.

The surface of the sea was also a misty expanse, visibility poor, and he felt there was something odd about this place—not only was there no spiritual energy, but it seemed he couldn’t cultivate here at all.

The magical power in his dantian dwindled with every use.

And even his divine sense was suppressed to the point of being unusable; his storage bag wouldn’t open, either!

"Ying ying ying!"

The little white fox shuddered, shaking off the water droplets, scattering mist everywhere.

"Ying-ning~~"

Lin Chang’sheng heard a soft exclamation—he saw Yu Lingfei had already woken up.

At this moment, Yu Lingfei was soaked through, her white robe clinging to her body, making her figure stand out unmistakably.

"Where... am I...?"

Yu Lingfei circulated her magical power to evaporate the moisture from her body, then began surveying the scene around her.

Her delicate brows knitted together as she thought back—she remembered that she, Junior Sister Fu Qingyu, Zhang Aoxue from Yin Yang Dao Sect, Zhuo Yijian from Celestial Sword Immortal Sect, and two other Foundation Establishment cultivators, had attacked a hidden teleportation array together—the array collapsed, turning into a terrifying vortex!

She and her junior sister had both been sucked into the vortex.

It looked like she’d survived being pulled into that deadly maelstrom.

"This fellow cultivator, how should I address you?"

After glancing around, Yu Lingfei’s eyes settled on Lin Chang’sheng, and she cupped her fists in greeting.

She remembered—the young cultivator before her had shown up at the edge of the valley as they attacked the array; she hadn’t expected he’d gotten dragged into the vortex too.

"I..."

Lin Chang’sheng hesitated for a moment, then said: "My name is Long Ping’an! Just a loose cultivator. May I ask your name, Miss?"

Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t disguising himself as Yu Xiaochang this time. Yu Xiaochang was an outer sect disciple from Liuyun Immortal Sect, only Qi Refining Fourth Layer Perfection, while he was a Foundation Establishment Third Layer now—he worried about being exposed, so he simply swapped to a new identity.

"So you’re Daoist Long. My name is Yu Lingfei, from Yanyue Immortal Sect. Daoist Long, do you know what this place is?"

Yu Lingfei cupped her fists to Lin Chang’sheng and spoke politely.

"No idea either. Right now, all we can do is explore and see what we find."

Lin Chang’sheng replied helplessly.

"Mm."

Yu Lingfei nodded.

Lin Chang’sheng picked up the little white fox and walked ahead. Since he couldn’t use divine sense, he had no choice but to rely on his eyes.

Even past a dozen or so yards, everything was still shrouded in mist.

Beyond the beach seemed to be a desolate plain.

Yu Lingfei followed just behind Lin Chang’sheng as they walked away from the sea.

"Hm? There are people ahead!"

Suddenly, Lin Chang’sheng halted, staring at the distance—about a dozen yards away, more than a dozen sturdy men in animal skins, wielding fish-spears and blades, were approaching rapidly.

"Looks like a group of fishermen?!"

Yu Lingfei spotted them too, delight appearing in her eyes.

If there were people here, they could ask what this place was.

Before long—

The group of muscular men with spears and blades, dressed in animal skins, noticed Lin Chang’sheng and Yu Lingfei, and marched up warily.

Lin Chang’sheng noted the middle-aged man leading them actually had Martial Arts Cultivation on par with an early-stage Martial Arts Grandmaster.

The burly men behind him mostly ranked as second-class, or even first-class in strength.

"You two were... accidentally sucked in too?"

The lead man, around forty, tall and imposing, emanated a strong aura as he looked at Lin Chang’sheng and Yu Lingfei and asked.

"Also? Big brother, you mean others were pulled in before us?"

Lin Chang’sheng’s gaze flickered and he asked.

He knew—

Among those drawn in were Yu Lingfei’s seven companions.

"Of course. This Spirit-Seizing Land pulls people in every few years or sometimes decades. Just now we saved seven, and with you two, that makes nine!"

The middle-aged man answered with a small smile.

"Big brother, how should we address you? And, why is this place called Spirit-Seizing Land?"

Lin Chang’sheng gazed at the man and asked.

"Little brother, the name’s Tu Mu, but you can call me Old Tu. Here in Spirit-Seizing Land, there’s absolutely no spiritual energy. Even an Immortal Master can’t cultivate. Once your magical power’s burnt up, you’re no different from ordinary folks!"

The man spoke, smiling kindly.

"You can’t cultivate? Brother Tu, is there a way out?"

Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes flickered and he asked.

"A way out?"

Tu Mu exchanged a glance with the other burly men, looked at Lin Chang’sheng and Yu Lingfei, then shook his head: "Once you’re in, forget about leaving. Many Immortal Masters like yourselves come in here and can never get out. In the end, they die here, just like us."

"This..."

Lin Chang’sheng frowned deeply at his words.

If they were trapped here, wasn’t that the end?

Hearing Tu Mu, Yu Lingfei’s pretty face paled as well.

"How do you two wish to be addressed? If you have nowhere to go, you’re welcome to our tribe to settle down. It’s not safe here—there are powerful Sea Demon Beasts in the sea."

Tu Mu looked at Lin Chang’sheng and Yu Lingfei, his voice serious.

"I am Long Ping’an! Since Brother Tu has invited us, we’ll gladly accept your hospitality."

Lin Chang’sheng replied in a deep voice.

For now, stranded here, the only choice was to stay awhile and figure things out.

"Yu Lingfei, we’ll trouble you, Brother Tu!"

Yu Lingfei also cupped her fists from the side.

"Alright, come with me!"

Tu Mu nodded and brought seven or eight burly men with him as he led the way.

The group walked about half an hour inland, finally coming to a hilly area dotted with many stone and wooden houses.

As they chatted along the way, they learned—

This tribe was called the Cloud Map Tribe, with around a thousand houses and a population of a bit over two thousand.

This middle-aged man was one of three chiefs.

The other two were named Zhang Nian and Shao Yicheng, both Martial Arts Grandmasters too.

In the tribe, men outnumbered women. Men were responsible for hunting and killing Sea Demon Beasts for resources; women handled laundry, cooking, and having children to grow the tribe.

"Senior Sister Yu!"

"Junior Sister Yu!"

When Lin Chang’sheng and Yu Lingfei arrived, Zhuo Yijian, Fu Qingyu, Zhang Aoxue, and the other seven all came up to them in the main hall of the tribe.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, Junior Sister Zhang, Junior Sister Fu, you’re all safe—that’s wonderful!"

When Yu Lingfei saw the people who’d attacked the hidden array with her, her pretty face lit up with joy.

"You all should rest first—Mo Yu will arrange accommodations. The rest of us have to patrol the coast."

Tu Mu gave Lin Chang’sheng, Yu Lingfei, and the others a few instructions, then left.

Mo Yu was a dark-skinned girl of seventeen or eighteen, her complexion rough and dotted with sun spots, no doubt from living on the beach year after year.

"Patrol the coast?"

Lin Chang’sheng, Zhuo Yijian, Yu Lingfei, and the rest all looked confused.

"Patrolling the coast means our tribe’s strongest members search the shore for Sea Demon Beasts to kill. That’s where most of our resources come from!"

"Resources are so scarce, our tribe can’t afford to support idlers. Everyone has to go out and hunt Sea Beasts!"

Seeing their confusion, Mo Yu explained.

"So that’s how it is!"

Lin Chang’sheng nodded; Zhuo Yijian and the others looked enlightened as well.