Li Qingshan shook his head. Sure enough, life was not always smooth sailing. In the past, when he had wanted to keep a low profile and cultivate, there had not been much trouble. Now that he had finally achieved initial success, this dangerous wilderness had become a place of peace.
The Marquis of Serene Sea also felt that it was a pity. If Li Qingshan had let Huang Siqin go and allowed him to go back to make arrangements, there would definitely be countless troubles waiting for him.
Huang Siqin was a schemer, had a complicated network, and had endless plots and schemes. When the time came, Li Qingshan only needed to step into the first trap. Even if he could kill his way through, he would definitely become a public enemy in the end and end miserably.
Li Qingshan's seemingly rash battle was like hitting a poisonous snake where it hurt, making him famous. Now, even his own family had to deal with him carefully, afraid that this lawless madman would suddenly kill him.
"Alright then! These days, you can't take shortcuts. You have to do things step by step. If you want to kill someone, you have to do it in their home. How can you expect them to come to you? "
Li Qingshan slapped his thigh in reflection. The Marquis of Serene Sea felt a chill in his heart. This was his home. His hands in his sleeves clenched into fists.
"Don't worry, I'm not someone who will kill the innocent. Heh, probably!"
Li Qingshan smiled and said words that did not reassure the Marquis of Serene Sea at all. Then, he stood up and left the manor.
The Marquis of Serene Sea was stunned for a while. He sighed in relief and unclenched his fists. There was a small seal in his hands. It was his strongest weapon — the Seal of Mountains and Rivers.
The forced friendliness on his face immediately turned ferocious. When had he, the great Marquis of Serene Sea, been bullied like this by a foreign boy?
As long as this boy did not die, he would never have a day of peace. The feeling of living in the same tree city with such a person was terrible.
However, the Marquis of Serene Sea also felt that killing him was troublesome. He had been thinking about this problem for the past few days, but he could not think of a foolproof plan. It was not that he could not think of a way. The problem was that if he failed, even if there was just a bit of news, this madman would definitely kill him at all costs.
A man of wealth would not sit under the eaves! With his status, there was no need for him to take this risk.
In the end, the Marquis of Serene Sea let out a long sigh. "I'll put up with you. Let's see how long you can be arrogant!"
… …
"In this world, even gods and ghosts are afraid of the wicked!"
Li Qingshan returned to the branch where the silver eagle stood. He glanced back at the Marquis of Serene Sea's manor high above. He could naturally clearly sense the Marquis of Serene Sea's wariness and wariness towards him. He sighed with a smile.
Kind people get bullied, and kind horses get ridden. If a person was too weak, the people around him would involuntarily bully him, even if there was no benefit to it and it was purely to satisfy their sense of superiority. When facing those vicious and evil people, even if they suffered losses and were bullied, they would choose to endure it. They would curse in their hearts and hope that fate would punish this person.
The sky was hazy, and the surroundings were dark. It was almost night, and the humidity in the air was getting thicker. The Mist province was prone to rain. Even when it was not raining, there were very few sunny days, let alone in the southern region that was close to the South sea.
Hua!
The heavy rain poured down, landing on the tens of thousands of green leaves. There was a kind of quiet noise. The rain finally passed through the canopy after so much difficulty and turned into a gentle drizzle, dancing through the air and merging with the rising mist. They were indistinguishable and became hazy.
Xiao An held a book and sat on the wooden floor. Her white monk robes and black sandalwood hair flowed down her back. The rain outside the window constantly drifted in. She quietly flipped another page.
Tall bookshelves surrounded her as she stared at this visitor she had not seen in a very long time. This was the archives of the Hawkwolf Guard. It recorded the various cases and missions ever since its establishment.
After several thousand years, even with the protection of formations, the pages had already yellowed, and the words had already become blurred. Since ancient times, the number of cases had decreased, and the records had become sloppy, filled with half-heartedness.
"Didn't I give you a jade slip? What're you still reading these stupid books for? "
Li Qingshan walked in and sat down beside her. He had obtained a lot of spoils from Huang Siqin's hundred treasures pouch. Pills, arcane artifacts, and talismans went without saying, but there were many specialties of the south as well as a jade slip that recorded the various information about the Hawkwolf Guard of the South Sea commandery.
"I've already taken a look at that."
Little Ann leaned against him and flipped through another page.
"What did you find?" Li Qingshan put his arm around her shoulder and leaned over to read the words in the book.
"Qingshan, let's go into secluded cultivation, alright?" Little Ann nudged him with her head.
"Sure! But we need to find a suitable dwelling first. Living on a tree feels like a monkey. Do you have any places you like? "Li Qingshan looked away from the book and smiled at her.
"There are a few places. Let's go take a look!" Little Ann's eyes shone brightly. She unfurled the mental map of the Mist province and pointed at a few spots with her slender finger.
If the Marquis of Serene Sea were present and saw the places she pointed at, he definitely would have cried out.
Li Qingshan had a vague impression of these places as well, so he agreed immediately. "Alright, no problem."
"Then, what do you think about this place?" Little Ann pointed at the terrain of a valley.
"This should be a good place, but it's occupied by some unwelcome guests. I can't help it. For the sake of my Little Ann, all I can do is clean it up!"
"I'll help you."
As a result, the two of them happily made up their minds.
Their first stop, Savage mountain, the Lair of Demons!
The path of cultivation consisted of wealth, companionship, method, and location. Although "location" ranked last, it was still indispensable. A good dwelling could drastically increase the speed of a cultivator's cultivation. Whether it was absorbing the spiritual qi of the world or comprehending the laws and ways, it possessed an innate advantage.
Large sects like the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, the Sword Collection palace, and the Umbral Yin sect were all established in such blessed lands, which was why they could continue to exist for centuries, millennia, or even tens of millennia.
The south was extremely vast, but the number of true blessed lands was still limited. There were no weaklings who could occupy these places. They were either cultivators with great cultivation or sects with great influence. The two were often one and the same.
Among all the blessed lands in the south, Savage mountain ranked in the top five. However, it was not a cultivator who occupied it. Strictly speaking, it was not a sect either.
Who knew how many years ago, for the sake of Savage mountain, the cultivators of the south had kicked up a storm of blood. However, even if someone managed to become its master, they would often die a violent death before long.
The sect that occupied this place for the longest time was a powerful demonic sect in the past. Their influence almost rivaled the greatest sect of the south, the Myriad Poison cult. However, several decades later, they were defeated by the combined efforts of numerous demonic cultivators. The sect was annihilated and buried in the dust of history.
Afterwards, the demonic cultivators decided to share this place, establishing their own dwellings and electing eight cultivators who had undergone the second heavenly tribulation as the eight cave masters. They swore a blood oath to never encroach on one another. If an enemy invaded, they would fend off the enemy together.
Finally, the competition ended. Just like that, it was passed down from generation to generation, constantly absorbing independent cultivators. The number of cave masters varied from time to time, but it also formed a tremendous force that no one could shake anymore. It was known as the Lair of Demons.
Apart from the local demonic cultivators of the south, many cultivators who had broken the law and were wanted by the imperial government had fled here too. A thousand years ago, the Hawkwolf Guard of the South Sea commandery had labeled this place as a forbidden zone. A war that lasted for several centuries unfolded. As the Great Xia empire declined and lost control of these distant places, the Lair of Demons no longer had any opponents, and its name became even more resounding.
The funniest part was that the master of the White Wolf guard that Li Qingshan had smashed to a pulp was one of the cave masters of the Lair of Demons. They really were like rats and snakes in the same nest.
The cloud flew high into the air, passing through the canopy of trees, passing through the rain, and passing through the clouds.
The sea of clouds rose and fell as far as the eye could see. The sun shone down on everything. The scenery was magnificent.
Li Qingshan sat on the cloud with Little Ann as a pillow on his leg. She smiled, remaining quiet and quiet like before.
Many years ago, when she had just recovered her ability to speak, there was a period of time when she liked to talk very much, but it did not last for too long, as she had nothing to say to other people, but there was no need for her to speak too much with him.
They looked at each other and smiled, knowing each other very well.
However, Li Qingshan liked listening to her speak very much. Her voice was not the soft and sweet voice of a young girl, but it was ethereal, with a hint of the sound of gold and jade.
"You've gone to a lot of trouble in the past few days." Li Qingshan touched her cheek. He said he was looking for a dwelling, but in reality, she was also helping him choose an opponent. They would not be so weak that he would find them boring, nor would they provoke third heavenly tribulation cultivators.
"Don't be too careless. They have a geographical advantage, and they all have their own tricks up their sleeves. Li Qingshan alone won't be able to defeat them, and he can't expose his identity as the North Moon either."
"That's simple. Just don't let anyone leave!"
… …
Savage mountain sat on the ground, curving into the shape of a horseshoe, forming a huge valley. As for the remnants, they formed countless ravines.
This place was different from the other places in the south. There were not as many towering trees. There were many buildings in the valley, just like a bustling city.
Li Qingshan stood at the entrance of the valley, in front of a gate that was dozens of meters tall. He raised his head and looked up. On the rock wall that towered into the clouds, there were four large words, "Death to trespassers". The four words were dripping with blood, as if they had just been written with fresh blood.
"Who's down there!?"
Someone shouted loudly on the gatehouse.
"White Eagle Commander, Li Qingshan!" Li Qingshan said slowly, his voice like thunder, spreading throughout the entire valley.
"Ah!" That person was shocked. He opened his eyes wide and carefully examined Li Qingshan's white clothes. Then, he laughed and said, "Lord Commander, are you tired of living? You dare to stroll around my Lair of Demons? Aren't you afraid that our cave masters will come out and skin you alive?! "
A roar of laughter came from the gatehouse, completely unafraid of Li Qingshan's identity and cultivation.
"I was just about to visit the cave masters. Open up!"
The laughter on the gatehouse became even louder. They had fought against the Hawkwolf Guard for so many years. Although they had already achieved complete victory, never had a White Eagle commander come to visit them. Someone even made a ruckus. "The Lair of Demons is renowned far and wide. Even the Hawkwolf Guard has to bow down to them!"
As for the possibility that this new White Eagle commander had come to kill them, they did not even consider it. How was that possible!?
A while later, as if they had received some order, a tiny corner door opened up from below.
"Come in, commander. Our cave masters wish to see you."
Li Qingshan stood there without budging. "Please open the front door. Thank you!"
Like a droplet of water falling into a pot of boiling oil, the laughter that had just died down began again.
"Haha, he said please, and he even said thank you. How hilarious!" "He really is from a renowned orthodox sect of the Green province. He's probably come to purge us demons this time!"
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