Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 800 - 0 Warning from the Wronged Souls_1

"Perhaps Tutu’s analysis is wrong," Zhang Bin thought, struggling to suppress the wild ideas swirling in his mind. "The depths of Earth might not necessarily contain many of these Cave Heaven Blessed Lands. Even if they do, they might not be home to a multitude of powerful, intelligent life forms." He forcibly calmed his racing thoughts and continued to admire the beautiful scenery along the way.

Finally, the Dapeng arrived at its destination.

Before him lay more than a dozen mountains planted with an abundance of Spiritual Medicine. The Spiritual Energy of these peaks was exceptionally rich.

On one of the great mountains, an ancient bronze cauldron stood tall. This cauldron was so large it resembled a small mountain, and it emitted a terrifying aura and immense Oppression. Clearly, the ancient cauldron was an extremely powerful Magical Treasure, definitely a High-grade Magical Artifact, or perhaps even higher.

Across the many mountains, numerous Cave Mansions had been carved out, creating a spectacular sight. A massive city was also erected at the foot of the mountains. The bronze city walls towered twenty meters high. The broad city sprawled like a twisting Giant Dragon, radiating an incredibly powerful aura. The city was square, with each side being at least fifty kilometers long. Within it stood many buildings forged from bronze, appearing both ancient and magnificent. Although Bronze City was not a Magical Treasure and its scale couldn’t compare to Zhang Bin’s City of Gold, it was still a great city.

The city walls were covered in the scars of great battles. Even the walls themselves had many special Talismans inscribed upon them. It was clear that even though the city wasn’t a Magical Treasure, its Defensive Power was still quite strong.

This city had a name—Bronze City.

Scattered across the city walls, a few cultivators sat cross-legged. They were inhaling and exhaling white mist and Spiritual Energy, and each of them exuded an exceptionally powerful aura and an extraordinary presence. The vast majority were Golden Core Realm and Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators. There were even Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection Cultivators. Zhang Bin was certain he wouldn’t mistake their terrifying aura and Oppression.

My God... Just how powerful is Youming? How can there be so many powerful cultivators?

Zhang Bin was thoroughly shaken, his face etched with disbelief. He had never been to Kunlun or Shushan, so he didn’t know how powerful such sects were. However, the strength of the Youming before him was definitely not inferior to that of Kunlun or Shushan, and might even be more formidable. This was not good news for Zhang Bin; the stronger they were, the harder they would be to destroy.

"Come on, I’ll take you to meet Lord Specter. Then you’ll be assigned a house. If you can pass the various assessments, you might even be given a Cave Mansion," Lin Youlan said cheerfully. "From now on, as long as you work hard and meet the requirements, we can get married soon."

"What? I have to meet requirements before we can get married?" Zhang Bin was taken aback.

"The Youming Sect only recruits the most genius cultivators. Only geniuses who pass the assessments can remain in Youming. After joining, you must meet certain standards to marry the beauty you desire. The best among them can marry even more high-ranking princesses. I am Princess Youlan, one of the four great princesses of the Youming Sect," Lin Youlan said with a mix of shyness and pride.

Damn it... What kind of evil sect is this Youming Sect? How can they have such disgusting rules? Zhang Bin wondered silently.

However, he didn’t ask any more questions, knowing he would find out everything eventually. So, he walked shoulder-to-shoulder with Lin Youlan through the city gate tunnel.

The gate was completely unguarded, allowing anyone to enter and exit freely. Yet, in the instant he stepped through, Zhang Bin heard a mournful song.

"Enter Youming, and your heart will break,

Your home you’ll forsake, for goodness sake.

Enter Youming, and to white bones you’ll turn,

Soul scattered to nothing, a sorrowful burn..."

"With high ambitions and talent so grand,

To ascend to the Immortal Realm was your plan.

But you strayed into Youming, a wrongful soul,

Now just wisps of smoke, losing all control..."

Zhang Bin felt a genuine chill crawl up his spine, a coldness rising from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.

"Did you hear anything?" Zhang Bin couldn’t help but ask Lin Youlan.

"No? What sound?" Lin Youlan asked, astonished.

"I thought I heard a strange sound, but when I listened closely, it was gone," Zhang Bin said. "Let’s go. I might be hallucinating."

So, they walked into Bronze City.

Strangely enough, after they entered the city, the peculiar song vanished. It really did seem like Zhang Bin’s hallucination. However, he knew with certainty that it was no hallucination. It was the warning of wronged souls who had died here. Of course, they were just souls without much memory, clinging only to some lingering obsessions. They were likely singing unconsciously, and only certain special people could hear them. Because he had absorbed Dragon Qi and cultivated the Spiritual Eye, he could see Ghosts. He could probably hear the voices of wronged souls as well.

Realizing this, Zhang Bin grew even more vigilant. The Youming Sect was definitely a greatly sinister and evil sect. He had to be extremely careful, or he might fall into a state of eternal damnation.

Inside Bronze City, the buildings were sparse. Most areas were planted with trees and flowers. The air was fresh and thick with their fragrance, making it seem like a beautiful place and an ideal location for Cultivation. However, Zhang Bin couldn’t shake the feeling that the air was icy cold, making his heart pound with fear.

Hardly any cultivators could be seen walking on the roads. Most of them were cultivating cross-legged under green trees, on the city walls, on rooftops, or on balconies. Some stood behind windows, watching Zhang Bin with cold eyes. Their gazes were frigid and incredibly sharp.

Zhang Bin felt his blood run even colder.

Soon, Lin Youlan led Zhang Bin to Lord Specter’s residence. It was a very luxurious and spacious mansion. Clearly, Lord Specter’s status in Youming was not low, but it wasn’t extremely high, either. Otherwise, he would have been able to live in a Cave Mansion.

"Chen Junheng, you’re finally here! Welcome, welcome," Lord Specter greeted them, overjoyed, as he ushered Zhang Bin inside.

They took their seats in the living room. A beautiful Living Ghost was busily brewing tea for the three of them.

"Chen Junheng, you must have many questions. Allow me to explain," Lord Specter said with a grin. "Our Youming is a very powerful sect. We have a magical Cultivation Method and have produced many peerless geniuses who ascended to the Immortal Realm."

Yeah, right. Tell that to the ghosts, Zhang Bin sneered internally, but he put on an expression of shock and anticipation.

"However, because our Youming’s Cultivation Method is so magical, the requirements for innate talent are very high. Therefore, our disciples are all exceptionally rare geniuses. Most of the Youming Sect’s disciples are recruited from your world. And I, Ghost, am one of the elders responsible for selecting them. Lin Youlan was also selected by me. She is an exceptionally rare Soul Cultivation genius. She has now become one of the four great beauties and princesses of our Youming Sect’s Spiritual Maidens. Her future is limitless. And you are a genius that I have taken a liking to, suitable for practicing the Hundred Tribulations Divine Skill, which will allow you to grow strong quickly. I was worried you wouldn’t want to join Youming, so I had Lin Youlan invite you. To marry her, you will need to cultivate diligently and meet the requirements," Lord Specter said with a broad smile. "Because I selected enough geniuses and completed my mission, I’ve now returned to the sect..."