Chapter 113: South China Sea

  "Hehe, it's about time to see Long Er and Qi Te Jing. Everyone's eyes fell on him, his face had a faint smile, he picked up a stick and poked at the fire pit, from which he fished out three or four blackened things."

  "Dragon's mouth contained a delicate small finger. He asked vaguely: "Leng big brother, how do you eat this black thing?"

  Although Zite didn't ask any questions, his expression clearly asked Leng Xiang, "Can this thing be eaten?"

  A serene and carefree atmosphere was seen on the faces of an old man and a young boy. A faint smile appeared at the corner of their mouths as they used a wooden stick to crack open one of the black, gloopy objects. The moment it burst, a fragrance immediately wafted out, continuously stimulating the three people present.

  Long'er smelled the pungent aroma and immediately pulled out his little finger from his mouth, revealing a greedy expression on his face, exclaiming: "Wow! So fragrant!"

  Although Zite didn't say anything, from the sparkle in his old eyes, this old guy was also moved.

  After carefully knocking off the mud wrapped around the Wind Bird's body, he handed over the fragrant Wind Bird in his hand to Long'er who had been waiting for a long time.

  "Heh heh" Long'er let out a bright, cheerful laugh like a canary, happily taking the Wind Bird, and after taking a bite, his eyes lit up immediately, unable to help but exclaim: "Delicious, delicious."

  Leng Xiangyao was still pounding the ground with a few more mud balls. When he opened the second mud ball, he directly handed over the Wind Bird in his hand to Zite Si, who had been staring at the dozens of Wind Birds for some time.

  "For me?" Zite's old face showed a hint of surprise as he looked at Leng Xiangyao, seemingly a little wary of Leng Xiangyao's kindness.

  "How about it?" asked Leng Xiao Yao with a faint smile on his face.

  Zi Tese's facial expression changed several times, and finally seemed to have made some kind of determination. With a "brush" sound, she directly snatched the Wind Bird from Leng Xianyao's hand.

  In front of a bonfire, three people were eating delicious food in their hands with their heads down. Suddenly, the scene became quiet.

  "Alright!" Zither let out a satisfied burp and said: "Little guy, consider this a favor from me. If you need anything in the future, come find me."

  "I actually have something else I want to ask you," said Leng Xiao Yao.

  "Speak!" Zite's face showed an expression of "I knew you had a purpose".

  "Isn't it said that people of the Demon Clan can't set foot on the Maya Continent?"

  "Ptui!" Zither, who was drinking at the time, spat out the wine in her mouth and looked at Cold Arrogance with a shocked and serious expression: "Have you ever seen a demon?"

  Leng Xiao Yao nodded and said: "Not only have I seen him, but we've also fought before."

  "It's impossible." Zite immediately stood up. A pair of old eyes sized up Leng Xiao Yao, as if trying to see something from him.

  "What's impossible?" A faint smile appeared on Leng Xiao Yao's face.

  "Unless you have the cultivation of a Demon General, it's impossible to break through the seal and reach the Maya Continent. Your current cultivation is at most that of a Sword Saint, which isn't even enough for a Demon General to crush with one hand."

  "What level of cultivation is the Demon General? What kind of cultivation is that?" Leng Xiao Yao heard this title, and remembered that if it wasn't for the Unicorn's help at the time, he might not have been a match for that black-clothed man even with both hands.

  "Some things are better left unknown, kid. Are you sure about this?" Zither didn't answer Cold's question, but instead wanted to verify the authenticity of the matter, because it was a very serious thing for the Maya continent.

  Leng Xiao Yao nodded and said: "If Little White hadn't intervened at the time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to make it here alive."

  "I have something to attend to," Zita said and disappeared into the shadows in front of the bonfire.

  Leng Xiangyao saw Qierci leaving in such a hurry and didn't need to think to know that it must have something to do with the demonic tribe he mentioned.

  A day had passed, and when dawn broke, Qing Xue opened his eyes, exhaling a mouthful of turbid air. In his heart, he thought: "The spiritual energy within the Spirit Clan is indeed several times thicker than outside, no wonder there are so many powerful experts within the Spirit Clan."

  "Little guy, you're awake, the queen has summoned you." Zither's figure appeared before Leng Xiao Yao.

  "En." Leng Xiao Yao nodded and stood up.

  Zi Te walked into the palace where the Elf tribe was discussing tribal affairs, with Leng Xiao Yao by his side. As soon as Leng Xiao Yao entered the palace, he was slightly taken aback because he saw not only one female emperor in the palace, but also nine elderly men sitting there. What a grand lineup!

  Long Ziyuan saw Leng Xiao coming and said with a hint of worry on his face: "Brother Leng, please take a seat."

  "Thank you." Leng Xiao Yao said with a word of thanks and sat down on a chair beside him.

  "Cool brother, yesterday I heard from a senior that you have seen a demon clan person, is this true?"

  "Yes, it's true."

  "Hsss!" The nine elderly men in the hall immediately stood up upon hearing this word, seemingly quite fearful of the demonic tribe.

  Zi Tuo saw the elderly of his clan like this, and slightly furrowed his brow, shouting: "Quiet down! One demon clan member can make you so panicked, what kind of dignity is that?"

  It's true that Zite didn't cover up his prestige in the Elf tribe. With this drink, the main hall immediately quieted down again.

  Long Ziyuan swept a glance over the ten great elders in the hall, then forced a smile onto his face and asked, "Leng brother, can you tell me in detail about your encounter with the demonic tribe?"

  Leng Xiao nodded and then told everything about his situation at the Tiger Gate, including his encounter with the demonic tribe.

  Long Ziyuan listened to Leng Xiangyang's explanation and thought for a moment before asking, "What does Brother Leng plan to do next?"

  "I have disturbed you nobles for several days now. I plan to set out tomorrow to find my scattered brothers and, by the way, I will also head southwest to look for my family."

  "Southwest? What are you doing going southwest?"

  "I have a younger brother named Ping Fan. When the Heavenly Army was defeated, he took my grandfather away with him. I heard they went in the southwest direction, so I want to go that way to search for them."

  "Southwest? Surname Ping?" Zither's mouth murmured, then seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed: "Could it be the descendant of that old guy Nanhai Ping Bufan?"

  Leng Xiao Yao's face lit up with joy upon hearing Qier Xuan's words, and he hastily asked: "Elder Qiu, do you know where it is? Do you know the specific location of the South Sea? Please tell me, I will definitely remember it in my heart."

  Zi Tuo was about to speak when he suddenly seemed to think of something else, waved his hand and revealed a bitter smile: "Little guy, with your current cultivation level, I advise you not to go for now. Going to the South Sea will only lead to your death."

  "Why?" asked Leng Xiangyang unwillingly.

  "Do you know where the South China Sea is?" Coldly replied with a shake of his head.

  Zi Tes glanced at the female emperor, Ziyun, in front of him and only spoke after she nodded: "The South Sea is actually not part of the Maya continent. It's an island overseas that belongs to one of the six hidden world families - the Ping family. Let's not mention how many powerful experts the Ping family has. Just from the southwest sea, ordinary people would need two years to reach it by boat on the surface of the ocean. Of course, if you're a powerful expert who can fly through the air, then it would only take one month."

  "Don't be in a hurry to speak, wait until I finish speaking and then consider it." Zither waved her hand to stop Cold Xuan's opening mouth, and continued: "Actually, these are all insignificant, just a matter of time. However, the most important thing is that there are countless sea monsters in this South China Sea area, which are no less than the demons, sacred beasts, and divine beasts on our Maya continent. This is the real key point."

  "Could it be that Elder Qi has been there?" Coldly, Xīao Yáo gazed at the look of fear on Qí Tè Sī's face and couldn't help but ask.

  "It's not just that I've been there, but the first time I went, I almost left my life there." A self-deprecating smile appeared on Zither's face.

  As soon as Zite's words fell, the nine elders sitting outside changed their faces, but others didn't know about Zite's cultivation. As his companions, how could they not know?

  "Holy Beast?" Ling Xiao asked tentatively. In his opinion, Zite's cultivation was at least at the peak of Sword God, and unless he encountered a Holy Beast, ordinary magical beasts wouldn't pose a threat to him.

  Zi Tesis heard Leng Xiao's question, and a proud expression appeared on his face: "The Holy Beast is nothing. If it were to encounter the Holy Beast, I think I can leave with just one word."

  "Kua kua" Coldly, his heart slightly trembled, and the words "divine beast" automatically floated into his mind. Because judging from Qierci's tone of voice, it seemed that only a divine beast could pose a threat to his life.

  "Lao Qi, what kind of sea monster did you encounter back then? Was its strength really that formidable?" An elder couldn't hold back and asked first. Because they had never heard Qierci mention this before, now that they heard it, they naturally became interested. After all, on the Maya continent, divine beasts were only rumors, and no one had ever seen them.

  Zite saw the expectant eyes of everyone and a hint of emotion appeared on her face: "Jiutou Zhang."

  "Hiss!!!!!!" Zite's words fell. The nine elders and Longziyan's faces changed suddenly, it seemed that all ten of them knew what kind of sea monster the Nine-Headed Chapter was.

  "If it weren't for someone lending a hand at that time, I'm afraid I would have met my end there." A faint smile appeared on Zither's face.

  "If I'm not mistaken, is the person who made the move a master of the Taira clan?" A cold and carefree voice suddenly emerged.

  "En" Qizite nodded and said: "That's right, the one who made the first move was indeed the number one master of the Heike family. Ping Bu Fan, he and I joined forces to take down Jiu Tou Zhang Yi Gen after touching his hand, and then we two were lucky enough to escape."

  "I'd like to ask the great elder a question, what time was it when you went to the South Sea?" Cold Xiao suddenly thought of a question, which was where Qierci was born. Was it very early in the past? Or was it recently? The relationship between them was huge, if she was born very early, then the current South Sea would be even more dangerous. After all, there were already divine beast-level sea monsters existing back then, let alone now. If she went there a few years ago, then maybe only this powerful sea monster existed. He could be careful and perhaps still have a chance to sneak past it.

  Zi Tuo smiled and glanced at Leng Xiang, saying: "Little guy, I know what you're thinking, but unfortunately, your previous idea was correct. The time I'm talking about is three thousand years ago."

  "Three thousand years ago?" Ling Xiao suddenly felt dizzy, his face revealing a shocked expression: "A thousand years ago? So, how long has this old guy been alive? Isn't it said that the Sword God can only live up to a thousand years?"

  Long Ziyuan saw the shocked expression on Leng Xiangyao's face. With a smile, he explained: "Brother Leng, the Great Elder had participated in the Ancient Gods and Demons War."

  "Primordial God-Demon War?" Leng Xiangyang suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He wasn't unfamiliar with the Primordial God-Demon War, nor had he not seen it before. On the contrary, when he was in the Cold Family's library, he had stumbled upon records of this event and had even spent several times studying them. He was extremely interested in the Primordial God-Demon War, but unfortunately, there were very few materials available in that ancient book, only a few lines of text, which didn't fully explain why it happened or what transpired, only mentioning that in the end, the God tribe emerged victorious over the Demon tribe.

  As he thought of this, a strange expression appeared on his face as he stared at Zites. In his heart, he secretly exclaimed: "Damn! I didn't expect this old guy to be truly immortal. Let me think... the ancient war took place tens of thousands of years ago. So, it seems that this old fellow in front of me has really lived for tens of thousands of years? What kind of cultivation is that?"

  "By the way, when the Great Elder went to Nanhai in the past, what was his cultivation?" Cold Xiao asked a key question. If so, then at that time, Qierci's cultivation when she abandoned Nanhai must have been extremely high.

  "It's not that level of interface." Zither said calmly, but he didn't reveal his own cultivation, only clearly telling Leng Xiao. His cultivation was not something that could be calculated on the Maya continent.

  "What?" Cold eyes suddenly narrowed. So to speak, when this old man pinched himself at the beginning, he didn't use his real strength, otherwise, according to what he said, if he wanted to kill himself, wouldn't it be easy to wipe him out with just a wave of his hand?

  Zi Tuo saw Leng Xiao Yao and was shocked. She smiled and said: "Do you still want to go to the South Sea now?"

  His expression changed several times on his calm face. A resolute look appeared on his face: "Go, please ask Elder Qi to show the way."

  "Are you sure?" "Yes."

  "Alright! Since you've made up your mind, I'll tell you the route!" Zite's face showed a hint of appreciation, and suddenly he stretched out his finger to point at Leng Xiao Yao's head.

  "What?!" Leng Xiangyao saw this scene. His instincts wanted to dodge, but when he was about to dodge, he found himself unable to move at all. Suddenly, his heart was greatly shocked. Could it be that this was Qierci's true cultivation? She could actually control his body with just a raise of her hand?!

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  I'm so sorry! I fell asleep after drinking coffee this morning. When I woke up in the afternoon, my head was still dizzy, so it wasn't until now that I finished writing a chapter and proofread it. I'll upload it immediately, please forgive me, everyone. Coffee will continue to write, today's 10,000-word update will be reached soon. Please rest assured, coffee will never go back on its word. Finally, I'd like to ask for your recommendation votes.