Chapter 1247 - 1251: Holy Land

Jiang Fan was amazed.

The box of Mysterious Demon Liquid in his hand was merely a drop in the ocean of the bird’s nest.

So much Mysterious Demon Liquid, even a Supreme being undergoing the Heavenly Human Five Declines would struggle here.

Suddenly.

He noticed a large number of remains near the bird’s nest, all of them pig, cow, and sheep bones.

Some had only recently rotted, while others had decayed into mud over time.

The entire area around the bird’s nest was densely packed with them.

It looked somewhat eerie.

Jiang Fan couldn’t help but mutter, "Besides Venerate Wutong, could there be some bloodthirsty creature in the Forbidden Land too?"

Lin Danqing followed his gaze and chuckled, "Of course not..."

Before he could finish, Zhang Chuyun interrupted, "What do you know?"

Then smiled warmly, "Jiang Sect Master, you’re mistaken."

"These animals are offerings from the nearby mortals and low-tier Martial Artists."

Seeing Jiang Fan frown in confusion, Zhang Chuyun patiently explained in a gentle voice:

"Demon Cultivation is prevalent in the Great Wilderness State, and those who practice the Demon Path for long have an irritable and extreme nature."

"Just like Xiao Heye you encountered earlier, who bullies and picks fights at a word’s discord."

Jiang Fan wholeheartedly agreed.

That Xiao Heye didn’t even regard the commander of the Qintian Bureau and threatened to kill the commander to honor his own Venerate.

Such behavior is unimaginable in Taicang State.

Demon Cultivators indeed act somewhat arrogantly, unrestrained by rules.

Zhang Chuyun sighed, "The Demon Cultivators treat us in the Qintian Bureau this way, so one can only imagine how they treat ordinary people."

"If a mortal has nothing, the Demon Cultivators wouldn’t bother with them."

"But if they have something the Demon Cultivators fancy, like unexpectedly acquiring Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures or having beautiful wives and daughters, they would directly seize it."

"If they obediently offer it, fine, but if they resist, the Demon Cultivators will kill them outright."

Jiang Fan’s brow furrowed deeply.

He remembered the White Bone Alliance, those Demon Cultivators, within a month of arriving at Qingli Mountain, had committed arson, robbery, and murder in the surroundings.

The dungeon was filled with young, beautiful women held captive for their pleasure, truly horrifying.

He had thought the White Bone Alliance was an exception.

Unexpectedly, this was the common behavior among Demon Cultivators.

One can only imagine the agony ordinary people living in the Great Wilderness State endure.

Only slightly better than the Asura Clan being penned in the Heavenly Realm.

He couldn’t help but feel disgusted, "Doesn’t the Qintian Bureau intervene?"

Zhang Chuyun shook her head, "How can we intervene? Kill their Venerate, Sect Leader, or Disciple?"

Jiang Fan was taken aback.

The nature of Demon Cultivators isn’t something killing can change.

The root lies in the demon arts.

As long as the Great Wilderness State primarily practices demon arts, the ethos won’t change.

Zhang Chuyun looked at the Forbidden Land, both wary and relieved.

"The presence of Venerate Wutong prevents the rampant Demon Path powerhouses from causing trouble nearby."

"This grants a respite for the battered mortals and low-tier Martial Artists, who migrate here, forming towns and mid-small forces akin to stars in the sky."

"Even some less troublesome large sects want to migrate here to avoid the endless conflicts."

"Grateful to Venerate Wutong, nearby mortals and low-tier Martial Artists voluntarily offer livestock."

Jiang Fan suddenly understood.

What Demon Path powerhouses see as a Forbidden Land is viewed as a Holy Land by mortals.

Venerate Wutong has become their guardian deity in their hearts.

Whether intentional or not, she indeed protects this region’s creatures.

He gazed respectfully, "Wait here for me."

Zhang Chuyun gently said, "Jiang Sect Master, it’s unsafe for you alone, let me accompany you."

Jiang Fan waved his hand, "No need. If there’s danger, I’m better off alone."

Helplessly, Zhang Chuyun could only watch as Jiang Fan sped off into the distance.

In his ears came a mocking mimicry.

"Oh Jiang Sect Master~, let me accompany you~" Lin Danqing rolled his eyes:

"Zhang Chuyun, you really surprise me!"

The usual Zhang Chuyun is a full-fledged career woman.

She looks crossly at everyone, rarely showing a smile.

Lin Danqing was often treated this way and had long been used to it.

But today, he realized Zhang Chuyun also had a side that tried to please men.

Only, he was unworthy.

Zhang Chuyun squinted her almond-shaped eyes, "Wish to die? I’ll fulfill it for you!"

On the side, the West Sea Crown Prince moved away from the murderous Zhang Chuyun.

Muttering to himself, "Truly worthy of being my adoptive father! He can handle any difficult woman!"

"Such a fierce woman, I’ll leave to my adoptive father."

"I’ll just wait for a cute and lively Heavenly Immortal wife."

In front of the bird’s nest.

Jiang Fan looked at the crisscrossing Mysterious Demon Liquid and took a deep breath.

What he was about to face was a Supreme undergoing the Heavenly Human Five Declines.

Additionally, self-sealed in the Forbidden Land for a millennium.

Whether she was benevolent or malevolent, tolerant or harsh, was unknown.

To say he wasn’t nervous would be a lie.

"I have a Life-saving Law bestowed by the Heavenly Eye Sage, and a mysterious, permanent Sage imprint left in my body by him."

"Even if there’s danger, I should be able to withstand it."

With this thought, he cautiously entered the bird’s nest.

Among the complex strips of Mysterious Demon Liquid, there was ample space for him to easily enter.

Just as he stepped in.

A streak of Mysterious Demon Liquid lunged at him without warning, attempting to push him out.

Jiang Fan swiftly flashed aside to dodge and loudly declared:

"Junior Jiang Fan from Taicang State, here by Senior Lu Jiulin’s command, specially to see Venerate Wutong!"

Since the Mysterious Demon Liquid attacked him, it must be that his entry attracted the attention of the Forbidden Land Master.

He just didn’t know if his words were of any use.

If not, it would be wise to retreat from the bird’s nest first.

Just as his words fell.

The entire bird’s nest’s Mysterious Demon Liquid began to move, streaking crisscross and forming shadows one after another.

Several shadows nearly struck Jiang Fan.

When he began to feel uneasy and planned to retreat, the strips of Mysterious Demon Liquid in front of him suddenly converged.

The strips condensed into a path two yards wide, extending deep into the bird’s nest.

Jiang Fan became puzzled.

Was this an invitation to enter?

If so, did Venerate Wutong remember Lu Jiulin?

But why didn’t Venerate Wutong appear or speak?

After a brief hesitation, he cautiously followed the path deeper.

The bird’s nest was unexpectedly vast.

Jiang Fan walked for a full time of a cup of tea, yet still couldn’t reach the center of the bird’s nest.

Moreover, the pathway ahead kept altering directions.

Sometimes heading north, sometimes changing to northeast, and even circling around at times.

Jiang Fan was already dizzy, unable to tell north from south.

Combined with the surrounding complex strips of Mysterious Demon Liquid, he couldn’t discern his own location.

He understood why the likes of the Great Wine Sacrifice were trapped inside the bird’s nest.

They might not be stuck physically.

It’s highly possible they got lost inside.

Luckily, he had a small pathway to guide him directly to Venerate Wutong.

But just then.

A surprised voice came, "Who are you to Venerate Wutong?"

Jiang Fan was startled.

There was actually someone nearby, yet he hadn’t sensed it at all!