"Fang Mu was right … Puqiang Tribe is indeed the same as Wu Sen. They train with the aura of death, but by the looks of it, they can't compare to Wu Sen," Su Ming mumbled. After a long while, he averted his gaze from the mountain and looked at Han Mountain City in the distance. He got up and walked down the mountain path towards Han Mountain City, which was bathed in dusk.
'If I really manage to create that Spirit Plunder, then from now on, I'll fit the description of a Fallen Berserker …' Su Ming's shadow was stretched out in the dusk. There was loneliness in that shadow, but there was also a sense of determination and persistence within it.
The evening sun brought with it a hint of warmth as it shone on the mountain range. Su Ming welcomed the setting sun and walked towards the unfamiliar Han Mountain City.
The city had already looked majestic from the distance, and as Su Ming got closer, the city looked even more astonishing. The city was built around a mountain, and the height of the mountain turned into a mighty pressure that formed a powerful, oppressive presence. All the people who got close to the city could feel it even from the foot of the mountain. The three balls of fog surrounding the city also served as an intimidating presence. Because of that, even those with extraordinary levels of cultivation could not help but be cautious when they came to this place.
Su Ming looked at Han Mountain City and took a deep breath. His expression was calm as he walked up the mountain path. There were eight wide steps leading up to the foot of Han Mountain City. They were connected to the eight gates of the city that appeared at the mountainside as if they were going straight up.
If anyone wanted to enter the city, they would have to walk up the mountain stairs.
Only four of the eight gates were open to the public. The other four belonged to the three tribes that controlled the city. The last one was known as the guest's path. The mountain stairs and the gate connected to it could only be used by the powerful guests of the three tribes.
The hierarchy was strict to show off the strength of the three tribes and their desire to take in the powerful guests.
This was the first time Su Ming came to this place. He walked up the mountain stairs that led to the normal gate slowly. There was no one guarding the stairs. When Su Ming was halfway up the mountain, he saw one of the eight gates of Han Mountain City.
The gate was arched, and there were two huge stone statues that were about a hundred feet tall standing beside it. These two stone statues belonged to the Barbarian Tribe, and they seemed to be fighting. Even though they were not moving, there was a murderous aura coming from them.
This door was formed by the arms of the two stone statues, which were placed together, as the frame, forming the shape of the door. High above, on the door frame formed by the arms of the two statues, there was a young man in gray robes leaning against the door frame. One of his legs was dangling down, swinging casually.
The young man had a token hanging from his waist. It was blue with a smear of red. His eyes were closed, as if he was taking a nap. There was a green gourd in his hand, and the smell of alcohol emanating from it was so strong that not even the wind could blow it away.
As he looked at the gate, a brilliant glint appeared briefly in Su Ming's eyes. This was the most majestic city he had ever seen in his life. He engraved the appearance of the city gate into his mind. Su Ming lifted his feet and stepped through the gate. The moment he entered Han Mountain City, a lazy voice traveled into his ears.
"Sir, don't you know the rules?"
The person who spoke was the young man. He opened his eyes and took a sip from the green gourd by his side. He cast a glance at Su Ming, as if he was drunk. Su Ming's robes caused his eyes to clear up slightly.
Su Ming's expression was calm. The moment the man spoke, he lifted his right hand and flicked his wrist. A white stone coin flew out and charged towards the young man, who caught it.
Su Ming had long since understood from Fang Mu that anyone could enter Han Mountain City as long as they paid a certain amount of stone coins. Based on the amount of time they stayed in the city, the number of stone coins would increase.
Once the young man put away the stone coin, he threw out a gray token and leaned against the wall once again. He drank the wine from the gourd and took a nap.
Su Ming took the token and hung it on his waist. The color of the token was divided into different colors. Besides the people from the three tribes, no one else could use the black, red, and white colors. The powerful guests were given a blue token, and a different color was added based on the tribe they belonged to.
The normal people entering and leaving the city were given a gray token. If the light on the token dimmed, it meant that they could not stay in the city unless they spent more stone coins to increase the time they stayed in the city. If not, then the guards in the city would punish them severely if they found out about it.
Most of the people who entered the city had to hang the token on their waist or other obvious spots.
Su Ming still did not make a sound. With the gray plate hanging around his neck, he walked through the door and entered Han Mountain City. A wave of noise came crashing into his face. It was as if the city had been separated into two different worlds compared to the silence outside the door. This made Su Ming slightly surprised.
There were many people in Han Mountain City. There were a lot of shops in the city that was built around the mountain. It was a bustling sight. The houses were also built with mountain stones. The mudstone city could not compare to them.
As he walked through Han Mountain City, Su Ming looked at his surroundings. Almost everything in the city gave him a sense of unfamiliarity. The prosperity and noise seemed to be at odds with his silence.
There were houses, shops, and even gigantic buildings that were hundreds of feet tall. Su Ming did not see anyone wearing beast skins among the pedestrians in the area. At the very least, they were wearing sackcloth of many different colors. There were also quite a number of people who were like him, wearing robes that were clearly much more expensive than the ones he was wearing.
'It's about the size of ten mudstone cities.' Su Ming walked calmly on the mountain paths of Han Mountain City and swept his gaze over the people walking past him.
'There aren't many normal people here. Most of them are Berserkers … and they're not weak either.' As Su Ming walked, he continued observing his surroundings. Soon, the sky darkened, but the bustling atmosphere in the city did not decrease.
Based on his experiences in Wind Stream City and his understanding from Fang Mu, Su Ming did not appear lost even though it was his first time in Han Mountain City. Instead, as he observed his surroundings selectively, he found a place that Fang Mu had mentioned before. It was a lodging specifically provided for outsiders.
The lodging was incredibly lively at that time. Su Ming's expression remained aloof. Once he entered, he swept his gaze across the place. There were many tables and chairs in the place. He walked calmly to one of the empty seats. Once he sat down, someone came up to him with a smile on their face.
With just a few words, Su Ming gained an understanding of the place. He booked a room to rest in and chose some food. He also ordered some wine that was mostly available on the other tables before he sat down and looked out the window as if he was deep in thought.
However, his ears were listening to the conversations of the people around him. Most of their words were useless to him, but there were also a lot of them that seemed to be talking about some minor matters regarding the city.
"For the next few months, Han Mountain City will become even livelier. For some reason, Puqiang Tribe, Lake of Colors Tribe, and Tranquil East Tribe have increased their intake of guests."
"You haven't been here for long, so you don't know the details. These three tribes are fighting against each other openly and secretly. Every once in a while, they will increase their intake of guests. They want to learn from the Great Tribe of Freezing Sky and strengthen themselves."
"But this is a chance for us. I heard that Lake of Colors Tribe has chosen 10 women in their tribe to take in guests through marriage. The women from Lake of Colors Tribe are very helpful to our training. This time, Lake of Colors Tribe is putting in a lot of effort."
"It's a pity that we're not powerful Berserkers in the Transcendence Realm, or else we'd get even more benefits. I heard that when Sir Xuan Lun joined Puqiang Tribe, Puqiang Tribe gave him a statue of the God of Berserkers as a gift!"
Time trickled by. Su Ming sat there and drank the wine that made him frown slightly. It was very spicy and made him very uncomfortable, but as he drank, a strange feeling rose within him, and he gradually got used to it.
He knew that everything in this place was unfamiliar to him. That was why ever since he entered the city, he had been observing and listening. He had been sitting there for almost four hours. The sky outside was already dark, but Han Mountain City was still brightly lit. Even the tower was lit up by the candlesticks hanging high up in the air.
As he drank, he listened to the conversations of the people around him. His understanding towards Han Mountain City also increased.
'Fang Mu has hinted many times that if I join Tranquil East Tribe and become a guest of Tranquil East Tribe, he'll give me a huge gift and fulfill a lot of conditions. There must be a reason why he's taking in guests like this. ' Su Ming took a sip of his wine and listened to the discussions around him quietly. When midnight arrived and there were fewer people around, he was about to get up and go to his room to rest when his expression suddenly changed. He did not get up, but instead picked up his wine and took another sip.
A person walked in from outside the door. That person was a man in his thirties. He was different from the others. The reason why Su Ming did not leave was because this person was wearing beast skins.
This was the first familiar attire Su Ming saw in Han Mountain City that day. That person's face was slightly pale and he was frowning. Once he walked in, he sat down at a table that was slightly further away from Su Ming. He ordered some wine and drank quietly.
There was hesitation, uncertainty, and a hint of panic on his face.
'This person should be at least at the tenth level of the Blood Solidification Realm. He might even have reached the peak of the Blood Solidification Realm. He's only one step away from Transcendence.' Su Ming's expression did not change. The man may not have released his Qi, but Su Ming could still feel the faint pressure coming from him.
Another hour passed. The man drank mouthful after mouthful of wine without saying a word, but the struggle in his eyes became more and more intense. He even raised his head to look at the door from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.
Yet as time passed by, when only Su Ming and the man were left, and even the waiter who served the guests had fallen asleep on the table, a disappointed look appeared on the man's face. He cast a seemingly casual glance at Su Ming and continued drinking his wine quietly. The hesitation on his face gradually turned into determination and ruthlessness.
Su Ming did not want to attract attention. At that moment, he got up and walked towards the backyard. Through the time he had spent observing the place, he had gained a great understanding of the place. He knew that the place was a resting area specially prepared for outsiders, and he had also booked a room beforehand. When he walked over, a gust of wind suddenly blew past the door, causing the candles on the candlesticks to flicker and flicker.
At the same time, a woman in white walked in slowly. She did not look old. There was a white veil over her face, so her face could not be seen clearly. Only her eyes could be seen. They were like the stars in the sky, and there was a strange charm to them. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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