The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1150

Chapter 1150: Chapter 1147: Looking for Faults Chapter 1150: Chapter 1147: Looking for Faults “Oh, why is that?” Shen Luo inquired, his tone remaining unchanged.

Their journey's purpose was to search for the Ginkgo Divine Tree, which naturally meant heading to the deeper parts of Yunmeng Marsh.

“The periphery of Yunmeng Marsh has already been trampled flat by monks who come here to seek opportunities and hunt Monster Spirits; there's not much danger left. But once you pass the Pink Reed swing, it gets perilous, easy to enter but hard to leave. On the periphery, you can rely on the Road Guidance Lamp for directions, but inside, whether this thing works or not, it's all down to luck,” the clerk explained.

“Thanks for the heads-up; we'll bear that in mind,” Shen Luo nodded his thanks.

Before long, the clerk brought them the Road Guidance Lamp.

Shen Luo saw that it was similar to a Sky Lantern, but different in that a long red thread was attached to the lower part.

After teaching Shen Luo and another the method of using the Road Guidance Lamp, the clerk took out a black wooden token about the size of a palm from a locked box behind the counter.

He took the Black Wooden Token to the pot of Welcoming Pine, tapped it against the rim, and the slender chain that locked the Leaf Sprite emerged all by itself from the potting soil.

The clerk slipped the ring at the end of the chain onto Man'er's index finger, admonishing,

“Don't underestimate these charm spirits for their small and unassuming appearances; their strength is actually not weak at all, especially since they can fly extremely fast and sometimes become invisible. So, esteemed guest, you must not let go of the ring in your hand, or she might fly off in the blink of an eye, impossible to find. If it gets lost once you leave the store, our shop won't take any responsibility.”

“Understood,” Wu Man'er, looking unimpressed, simply responded softly.

After paying, Shen Luo left the small city outlet of Tianji City with Wu Man'er.

The duo made straight for Yunmeng Marsh upon exiting the small city.

Seven or eight miles out of the city, the air increasingly became moist, and a faint fishy smell started to spread around them.

Both Shen Luo and another couldn't help but frown, while the Leaf Sprite on Man'er's shoulder seemed to get a bit restless.

“Don't be anxious, once we arrive at Yunmeng Marsh, I'll let you go back,” Man'er gently patted it.

The Leaf Sprite immediately suppressed its excitement and calmed down.

After walking for Half a Moment, noises started to carry over, and looking ahead, one could see a large crowd of people gathered by the shores of the marshland outside Yunmeng Marsh.

Among these people were not only Human Race members, but also a good number of Demon Race ones.

Shen Luo did not see any people of the Immortal Clan, but he did spot a few from the Demon Clan.

Unlike the bustling activity of the Human Race and the group tactics of the Demon Race, the Demon Clan members gathered only in twos and threes, appearing quite low-key.

“Exploring the depths of Yunmeng Marsh, human cultivators forming a group, just short of one person, short of one person…”

“Special sale on Road Guidance Lamps here, get them now, there's nowhere to buy them once inside Yunmeng Marsh…”

“Pestilence-avoiding Pills, Pestilence-avoiding Pills, guard against snakes, bugs, rats, and ants, foul fog, miasma…”

As Shen Luo and another drew nearer, they could continuously hear the cries and calls from all around them.

Hearing the prices, Shen Luo was somewhat surprised; though only separated by seven or eight miles, the Road Guidance Lamps were nearly twice as expensive as those sold in the Tianji City outlet.

Those Pestilence-avoiding Pills, which were clearly of inferior quality and would not even be considered proper wares, could at best be classified as mundane objects; they might repel snakes and bugs but whether they could actually ward off miasma was debatable, yet they were being sold at incredibly exorbitant prices.

“Excuse me, miss, it's quite dangerous for you to enter Yunmeng Marsh alone. How about joining our group? I may not be the most skilled, but I'm at the Nascent Soul period, and I can ensure your safety,” said a decent-looking young man, tapping on his folding fan as he slowly approached.

He clearly saw that Wu Man'er was following right behind Shen Luo, yet he still ignored him, hitting on Man'er directly.

Wu Man'er, although instinctively disgusted, still politely refused, “No need, I already have companions, thank you for your kindness.”

“Girl, don't be in such a hurry to refuse. Instead of squeezing in with those rude guys, why not come with me? I have brought plenty of guards, and there's a Spirit Ferry Treasure Ship to board. The couches on the ship are both large and soft.” The young man approached Wu Man'er with an unrestrained smile on his face, taking a step closer.

Shen Luo frowned slightly and was about to teach this clueless fellow a lesson when suddenly, the man's face contorted, and he toppled over next to them.

The people around were startled and quickly backed away.

Seeing this, several attendants who had been standing a bit further away hurried over and surrounded him in the center.

“Young master…”

“Young master, what's wrong with you?”

The attendants quickly helped him to sit up and kept asking.

The young man's face was twisted, making it impossible for him to speak clearly. He could only raise a hand and point at Shen Luo and Wu Man'er, wailing non-stop.

A short-bearded old man among the attendants looked at Shen Luo and Wu Man'er, his expression changing three times as if weighing his options.

However, he soon made a decision, stepped forward, and saluted the two with a fist, saying, “I don't know where my young master has offended the two Daoist friends, I, Yuan, apologize here first. Please do not hold it against him.”

As the old man spoke, he slightly released his aura.

Shen Luo sensed it, contemplating the old man's Peak Nascent Soul form, and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

He had clearly come to beg for mercy in a humble manner, yet he still felt the need to flaunt his cultivation level, as if that would allow him to maintain his dignity without losing face.

But Shen Luo had no intention of giving him that face.

He stopped Wu Man'er who was about to speak and said, “Some people can't control their dog eyes and dog mouths. When they make a mistake and are punished, they should accept it and apologize personally. Since when do others do it for them?”

Upon hearing these words, the young man became even more agitated, his face turned red as he pointed at Shen Luo, looking as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.

The lackeys around him were even more indignant, cursing at Shen Luo and Wu Man'er.

The short-bearded old man's expression also turned grim. He felt he had already given the other party enough face, but these two youngsters in front of him clearly did not know their place.

“I advise you both to know when to stop when you are away from home,” the short-bearded old man said in a deep voice.

“Man'er, let's go,” Shen Luo said, no longer bothering to deal with them and ready to leave.

Seeing this, the short-bearded old man was finally completely infuriated.

“You're seeking death.”

With a roar, he reached out his hand and grabbed at Shen Luo's shoulder.

Shen Luo did not dodge at all. The Huangting Technique within his body secretly activated, and his shoulder suddenly dropped, causing the old man's hand to grab at nothing.

Before he could continue his attack, Shen Luo suddenly shouted lowly. The power of the Dragon Elephant burst forth from within him, and his drooping shoulder abruptly lifted, slamming into the old man's wrist.

There was a crisp “crack.”

The old man's wrist broke on impact, and he howled in pain as he flew backward, landing next to the young man.

“A Mahayana cultivator…”

Clutching his broken wrist, the short-bearded old man's face showed a look of terror.