Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 44 - 44 44 Young Master Meng

44: Chapter 44: Young Master Meng 44: Chapter 44: Young Master Meng The conclusion of this deduction had just spread from Nanze Mountain when the dark purple frenzied dragon coiling around the Demon Cave suddenly began to bleed profusely, staining the entire Endless Sea red.

From a distance across the sea, the sight was as shocking as looking at Purgatory over a mountain range.

The dormant demons all awoke.

And the Immortal Sect in the Mortal World, unwilling to sit and wait for death, rapidly assembled their forces to crusade against the evil spirits, intent on resealing Jiang Chen, who had not yet fully awakened, into the Abyss.

Of course, there was no lack of those who tried to fish in troubled waters.

Though the Demon Cave was a land of demons, the chance for treasures was everywhere.

Those weak and alone would not dare to venture in on ordinary days, but now, with Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen becoming the target of public criticism, they rose together to attack.

With a continuous stream of teams entering the Demon Cave, the risks were distributed among many.

The experiences of this group were very much like the hardships faced by the master and disciple, Wen Yu, in the Demon Cave, looking to return to the Central Plains with dusty and sooty faces.

Little did they know that the path of Sword Flight they had taken was clear and unobstructed.

But on their return, they encountered a massive attack by ghastly Yin Crows.

Their Spirit Swords were continuously damaged, their depleted Spiritual Power insufficient to sustain flight, causing them to fall into the sea one after another.

Fortunately, there were many of them, and they encountered each other in the sea.

The attacks of sea demons caught them off guard, resulting in heavy casualties.

Just when they thought they were about to perish in the ocean, one person stood out, consolidating the team and the people.

This person was extraordinarily intelligent, maintaining their calm and decisive in such a desperate situation, comforting the panicked and uneasy, and ingeniously suggesting to use the remnants of their Longswords to form a raft, sticking them together with Spirit Talismans as a sail.

In a very short period of time, they organized the Cultivators from different regions, fostering unity and harmony.

They set sail.

Battling through the sea.

Riding the makeshift Spirit Sword raft, everyone worked together to transform the Spiritual Energy into a barrier, repelling the attacks of Yin Crows and sea demons, while those at the center propelled the sword raft forward with their Spiritual Power, bravely crossing the Endless Sea to land at Kongcang Mountain.

This action, although seemingly simple, was actually extremely difficult to execute.

But that person could precisely see through everyone’s potential and strength.

Determining the crucial role of who should be positioned where.

Thus, under his leadership, without losing a single person, they successfully arrived at Kongcang Mountain.

However, before they could enjoy the joy and relief of having survived the ordeal, several companions who had just landed were suddenly killed.

Some were dragged into the sea by Fish Demons and torn apart.

Others were struck down by Yin Crows that descended to shatter their skulls and feast on their brains.

It’s well known that Kongcang Mountain is blessed by a Mountain God; the sea demons of the sea cannot stray onto land, and the Yin Crows of the sky cannot stand on the mountain.

Yet, all these horrific realities unfolded before them.

Thus began another hasty flight for survival.

Under his guidance, the scattered groups managed not to leave a single person behind in the vastness of Kongcang Mountain, escaping beyond the Barrier of the Divine Mansion Realm to the east.

At the end of their tether.

The path exhausted.

Pursued by terrifying demons.

Under the pressure of death and fear, they frantically attacked the Barrier, trying to break through and find a path to survival.

Then Lin Guiyuan opened the Barrier, blocking the murderous intent from outside, just as he did the night before with the villagers.

The leading person must have been the greatest hero of this battle at sea.

Baili An heard someone near him calling him Young Master Meng.

He was dressed in a light blue Longshirt and had a handsome face with graceful features.

His tall and slender figure resembled a pine or cypress amidst the mountains.

His somewhat disheveled hair was tied into a high ponytail with a ribbon, which had a blue gemstone hanging from the end, making him look not like a Cultivator but rather like a wealthy gentleman of the Mortal World.

To say he was a dashing gentleman from the Mortal World was not entirely accurate either.

For his attire was bizarrely eccentric.

He wore Cloud Boots, donned a noble’s Longshirt, but at his waist hung a sleek and elegant sword, and over his left arm draped a horsetail whisk.

The sword at his waist shone with a refined air, stronger than what would suit men, and seemed more appropriate for a lady.

The horsetail whisk he wore was even more peculiar, looking quite out of place in the hands of a Taoist.

Despite being covered in blood and in disarray, he still smiled pleasantly, conversing with Lin Guiyuan in a soft and gentle voice.

His features were frank and open, and he seemingly made no effort to conceal his cultivation.

The robust Spiritual Power emanating from within him revealed the cultivation of the Ninth Grade of the Divine Mansion Realm.

Baili An couldn’t shake the feeling that during Young Master Meng’s conversation with Lin Guiyuan, his glance kept drifting fleetingly…

in his direction.

Baili An’s heart stirred, and he involuntarily straightened his back.

Could this man know him?

A quiet vigilance rose within him.

He must…

leave this place as soon as possible.

Everyone there had injuries, and Lin Guiyuan provided many healing medicines and Spirit Fruits for everyone to recover and replenish their strength.

For a moment, the crisis was averted, and the weary bunch finally had a delayed appreciation of the joy of survival.

But mixed with that joy was sorrow.

Occasionally turning to speak with a comrade, only to be met with void, the names of fellow soldiers stuck deep in their throats, transforming into a prolonged, choking silence.

A bloody battle had passed, and friends were no longer there.

They had clearly underestimated the terror of the Demon Cave and could only return defeated, like dogs that had lost their homes.

That night, Baili An requested Lin Guiyuan for permission to leave.

Lin Guiyuan looked deeply at Baili An, showing little reaction but nodded and agreed pleasantly.

“Young brother, right now Kongcang Mountain outside is not peaceful, the demons have lost control and are rising collectively.

You plan to go out there alone; it’s not a wise decision,” said Young Master Meng, who was seated cross-legged beneath a tree, healing his injuries.

Baili An’s gaze flickered and looked toward the young noble under the tree, asking, “Do we know each other, Young Master Meng?”

Young Master Meng was slightly startled, then smiled and replied, “It seems we’re meeting for the first time.”

Baili An said, “If it’s our first meeting, then we’re strangers.

Yet, Young Master Meng, you seem…” He paused, his words carrying a hint of inscrutability, then slowly continued, “to be particularly concerned about my affairs.”

Before Young Master Meng could respond, the Cultivators who had benefited from his kindness and traveled with him immediately spoke up angrily:

“What do you mean by that?!

Young Master Meng is a good person with a kind heart, he was trying to advise you of the dangers outside, to be so ungrateful, you might as well go feed those Fish Wives and Yin Crows!”

“Why bother talking so much to him!

His tone is all twisted.”

“I don’t think he’s ungrateful – he’s deliberately guarding against us.

Otherwise, why would he be so eager to leave as soon as we arrived!”

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