The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 388 - 230: Mount

A talking demon, that at least had reached the Transformation Stage. She thanked the two men and was about to leave, when one of the hunters said, ""Miss, it’s best not to enter the mountain now, Mr. Bo is fighting someone unknown, his roars shake the mountain, going there might bring disaster." This lady seems extraordinary, could it be that she wants to find Mr. Bo in the mountain?

This man has a good heart. She gave a slight smile: ""What does Mr. Bo’s roar sound like?"

"Like the sound of drums, the loud beating of giant drums."

As expected. ""Thank you both."" She was noncommittal, then turned around and left the eatery with Tu Jin.

"This time, we finally didn’t go to the wrong place." She said to Changtian with a smile.

He hummed softly: ""It’s not far off. But the bo beast is fast, if there is a fight later, you should stay away."

This is the first time she actively sought out the bad luck of dealing with demons, usually she was passively drawn into disputes stirred up by demons.

Honestly, riding on the back of a Qishou is not very comfortable. This Holy Beast’s back is arched, its body is tremendously large, its fur is beautiful but very rough... In short, once she has been flying on a Qishou for more than three days, her body feels like it’s falling apart, even though she is a Cultivator. You can imagine the feeling—it’s like riding on the roof of an old-fashioned train.

And Tu Jin also dislikes his physical body being used as a mount. He is a Great Cultivator in the Divinity Transformation Stage, and although he serves Changtian, his dignity remains, how can he justify carrying a young lady back and forth every day?

She had also considered other demons imprisoned in the God Demon Prison, but most of these guys have thick and tough skins, and they don’t fly as fast as Qishou.

Ning Xiaoxian has always envied the giant blue bird under Miluo’s command, capable of high-altitude flight, coming and going without a trace. Thus, after discussing with Changtian, she set her sights on the bo beast living here. The bo beast is a fast demon and has the ability to fly, making it a good choice for a mount.

As for its personal will? Please, when fishermen catch fish, do they ask the fish for their opinions? She clearly remembers, when she voiced this idea, the corners of Changtian’s mouth curled into a smile. His features were cold, and he usually seemed much kinder when he smiled, but this particular smile seemed chillingly cold:

"You finally understand."

In this world, the strong set the rules, the strong have everything.

A few days ago, she took a risk in letting Miluo go, later facing huge risks. After the fox was taken away, Changtian earnestly gave her a lesson. Whether in her performance in the cycle of reincarnation, or her resolution in treating Miluo, her womanly compassion could kill her.

"If you want to show kindness to others, wait until you are strong enough." Kindness from the powerful is most touching.

The ancient ancestors of Huaxia also said, when poor, take care of yourself; when capable, help the world.

When she entered Dusu Ridge, the Phoenix Flowers were blooming brightest, a sprawling mountain of red, like blazing smoke and morning clouds, truly a wildly extravagant burst as if half the sky was burning. But she had only walked for a little less than half an hour when she felt something was awry.

The mountain range was too quiet, so quiet that the sound of brushing against grass echoed clearly, quiet enough for her to hear her own heartbeat.

Now it was almost 15:00, Mr. Bo, even if lazy, should have finished his nap. Dusu Ridge spans thousands of acres, usually not to say that the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, but at any time other than noon, the cries of monkeys and wolves are constant, truly brimming with life and wild vitality, how could it be as deathly silent as now?

Tu Jin frowned: ""Those two said this morning they heard Mr. Bo’s roar?"

"Yes. At that time, I was wondering if it might be a fight with other demons?" Isn’t fighting over territory a common thing among demons?

"For a demon like Mr. Bo, who is solitary, only one Dusu Ridge could support him." Changtian pondered and said, ""Whether Mr. Bo won or not, both of you need to be more alert. An injured demon is the most irritable."

As a result, she followed the babbling brook up to White Stone Mountain on the ridge, which is where the hunter stated was Mr. Bo’s usual resting place, but she saw no sign of this great monster. However, she encountered two deer, a pack of wolves, and two bears along the way, all of which seemed excessively startled, not as alert and agile as usual.

"It appears something truly has changed in the mountains." Tu Jin gathered his full attention and walked ahead of Ning Xiaoxian.

Turning around the hill, they suddenly saw an open vista, but both stopped in their tracks.