Chapter 375: Chapter 375: Arrival
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The Great Plains of the Black Region stretched endlessly—at least, for ordinary Dou Zhe with limited strength, that was how it seemed.
But for someone like Wei Yang, crossing the Great Plains of the Black Region took less than two hours.
And that was with a slight delay caused by encountering a black windstorm. Otherwise, he could’ve moved even faster.
Compared to the half-month of dull traveling before this, it was far more relaxed.
After traversing the Great Plains of the Black Region, Wei Yang finally slowed down slightly.
Up ahead, a chain of lush green mountains came into view.
This mountain range marked the boundary between the Great Plains of the Black Region and the true Black-Corner Region.
Only by crossing the plains and stepping into this mountain range could one be considered to have truly entered the Black-Corner Region.
At the foot of the mountains stood a massive city: Black Seal City.
It was considered one of the gateways into the Black-Corner Region.
Most who entered the region from the outside used this place as a transit hub.
Wei Yang descended not far from Black Seal City and chose to walk in on foot, merging into the surging stream of people entering the city.
As he strolled along the noisy streets, he found the environment here very different from the Jia Ma Empire.
Most of the people around carried a faint scent of blood on them.
That was the defining trait of the Black-Corner Region. After all, everyone here lived on the edge of a blade. As long as there was profit to be had, they wouldn’t care who you were—they’d lunge forward to tear a chunk of flesh off you without hesitation.
Even the way people looked around here carried a hint of killing intent.
Wei Yang moved at a leisurely pace, dressed in a black robe embroidered with golden patterns. A hooded cloak covered his head, concealing a face that looked far too young.
This appearance was deliberately chosen to avoid unnecessary trouble.
After all, a good-looking young man, seemingly harmless, traveling alone in the Black-Corner Region? That was practically an invitation for every self-important fool to take a shot.
Fools existed everywhere—including the Black-Corner Region.
Or perhaps "fools" wasn’t quite the right word. More accurately, they were people clinging to a gambler’s hope.
What if... they actually struck it big?
That’s why there was so much killing and robbing here.
If everyone acted rationally, this place wouldn’t be called the Black-Corner Region.
Wei Yang’s goal in entering the city was simple—gather some information. He didn’t want to waste time on messy, pointless distractions.
As he walked through the streets, his powerful perception spread out silently like mist.
Very soon, he’d collected a wide range of information.
After filtering and organizing it all, he didn’t find anything particularly noteworthy.
It seemed that during his absence, the Black-Corner Region had remained relatively stable—no earth-shattering events had occurred.
Especially concerning the Black Emperor Sect—there had been no signs of anything unusual.
And more importantly, he hadn’t heard any news about Xian’er, Ah Da, or Du Jiao.
That alone was enough to ease the worry that had been lingering in his heart.
But soon after, a new frustration crept in.
He still didn’t know whether the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva was currently in the hands of the Black Emperor Sect.
If the original storyline’s timeline was accurate, its appearance was still about two years away.
But the precise moment when it fell into the hands of the Black Emperor Sect? That, he had no clue about.
Did they have it already? Or not yet?
If he truly had to wait another two years, that would be quite the inconvenience.
But for Xian’er, the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva was too important. Wei Yang was determined to get it.
And yet, for now, he could only feel helpless.
Shaking his head, he muttered inwardly, Guess I’ll return to Qingshan City first.
Without further delay, Wei Yang left Black Seal City, once again taking to the skies, flying toward the central region of the Black-Corner Region.
The Black-Corner Region was vast beyond measure—even combining two or three Jia Ma Empires couldn’t match its scale.
And in this enormous land saturated with chaos, powerful figures naturally gathered like clouds.
Even with Wei Yang’s current strength, he had to act with a bit of caution while operating here. He couldn’t afford to be too reckless.
In this kind of place, people like the Gold and Silver Elders were far from the strongest.
The ones who were truly terrifying... were those who kept a low profile and lived in hiding.
The so-called Top Ten of the Black Ranking?To the truly powerful, it was nothing more than a joke—no one paid it much attention.
Take, for example, Demon Flame Valley, and the Black Emperor Sect.
In the western-central area of the Black-Corner Region, there was a city known as Black Emperor City.
That city belonged entirely to the Black Emperor Sect.
Within the Black-Corner Region, the Black Emperor Sect was a name that carried significant weight.
However, unlike other factions, the Black Emperor Sect conducted its affairs with remarkable discretion.
Although its sect master had never appeared on the so-called Black Ranking, within the territory controlled by the Black Emperor Sect, few dared to provoke them.
That mysterious sect master was a formidable Dou Zong expert.
The Black-Corner Region was truly a land where dragons and tigers hid in the shadows. While the Black Ranking did hold a degree of credibility, it certainly wasn’t the full picture.
In this chaotic land, most true powerhouses preferred to remain hidden and low-key.
And the item Wei Yang was searching for—Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva—was said to be in the hands of the Black Emperor Sect.
Of course, that remained uncertain for now.
That’s why Wei Yang was being so cautious. He didn’t dare to stir up trouble recklessly, for fear of disturbing the situation and ruining everything—like a rat held back by fear of breaking the vase.
Especially since he already knew that enforcers from the Hall of Souls were secretly lurking nearby.
He didn’t stop anywhere else along the way.
After traveling day and night without rest, by the time dusk fell on the third day, Wei Yang was finally approaching Qingshan City.
Up ahead, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, the Peace Town on the outskirts of Jia Nan Academy came into view from afar.
Seeing this brought a faint smile to Wei Yang’s lips.
He shifted his direction slightly and flew toward Qingshan City.
As the final rays of sunlight dimmed and night gradually draped over the land, a small city nestled at the edge of a mountain range slowly emerged in the shadowed horizon.
Its outline loomed faintly through the spreading greenery, flickering into view.
A winding yellow dirt road stretched through the landscape, leading directly to it.
Wei Yang’s figure flashed across the sky, leaving behind trails of afterimages, until he came to a hovering stop mid-air.
Gazing at the small city ahead, he slowly exhaled a breath of relief.
Qingshan City—he’d finally arrived.
Rear courtyard of the City Lord’s Mansion
By the lotus pond, a beautiful figure in white dress and white hair stood quietly.
The breeze rippled across the pond, stirring gentle waves that spread outward in silence.
The lotus leaves danced lightly in the wind, releasing a subtle fragrance that lingered in the air.
The wind lifted the young woman’s skirt and white stockings, fluttering like a painting come to life.
It was a breathtaking scene of quiet elegance.
The girl in the white dress and white hair looked like a celestial fairy descended into the mortal world.
Graceful. Pure. Ethereal. Serene.
The atmosphere was so tranquil that anyone present would feel their heart calm and mind settle.
In the distant sky, a bright moon slowly rose, casting a pale silver glow down upon the courtyard, shrouding it in soft moonlight.
Xian’er slowly lifted her head. Her peaceful, luminous eyes gazed up at the moon on the horizon.
A touch of longing rose in those clear black-and-white pupils.
"Brother Yang, when will you come back?" Xian’er’s red lips parted, whispering softly.
Wei Yang had been gone for almost five months now.
Separated by thousands of miles, with no way to communicate, Xian’er couldn’t help but worry.
In her memory, since the two of them met in their early teens, this was the first time they had been apart for so long.
Suddenly—
Shua!
A black figure silently appeared behind Xian’er, like a shadow in the night. Two large hands reached out and gently wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her into an embrace.
"Hm?"
Startled, Xian’er’s dazed expression froze for a moment. Her eyes instantly turned sharp, and her delicate face chilled.
In the next instant, dou qi surged from within her. A powerful aura burst forth like a volcano about to erupt.
"Xian’er, it’s me."
A familiar voice rang gently by her ear, causing Xian’er’s body to tremble.
That frightening aura, which was moments from exploding, immediately faded away.
"Brother Yang?"
Xian’er spun around, eyes wide with joy and disbelief as she stared at the familiar face now just inches from her own.
"Did you miss me?"
Wei Yang smiled warmly and asked softly.
"Mm."
Xian’er nodded hard and threw herself into his arms.
Then—
"Bad guy! You came back just to scare me and bully me!"
She pouted and raised her delicate fist, playfully pounding on Wei Yang’s chest as she grumbled.
"Hahaha."
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