This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 228 - 223: The Alchemist, The Blacksmith, and The Spy

Chapter 228: Chapter 223: The Alchemist, The Blacksmith, and The Spy

To the east of Ten Thousand Miles Mountain, Liang Yi walked alone, crossing the borders of the Demon Clan’s territory.

The grass grew tall, and orioles flew about; everywhere, birdsong could be heard.

The young man, clad in a light, bluish-green shirt with a longsword on his back, had his long hair fluttering in the wind, displaying an unrestrained, dashing flair.

Three days ago, under the reluctant gaze of Yue Bai who hated to part with him, Liang Yi still chose to accompany her a bit longer. After all, she was just a young girl, and although she had a master by her side, it couldn’t negate her unease and fear of being alone in the outside world.

Only now, under Yue Bai’s wistful yet feigned resolute gaze, did Liang Yi choose to start his journey and leave.

"Meow, we should be getting close to Medicine Valley’s territory, right?" Uncle Orange, who was riding on Liang Yi’s shoulder, licked his paws leisurely.

"How do you know?" Liang Yi was somewhat surprised. The Ten Thousand Miles Mountain truly bordered the territories of the three sacred sects.

These three sects were the most special among all sects in the world: Medicine Valley, Little Bamboo House, and the Blacksmithing Sect.

For refining medicines, dealing in intelligence and gourmet food, and blacksmithing, these were the favorite destinations of players with secondary professions or lifestyle players. If there existed a place on the continent that could be called an earthly paradise, it was definitely here.

The power of these three sects was only considered average, but they had extremely extensive connections and maintained close relationships with many Super Forces.

Moreover, they had always remained in a remote neutral area, never participating in the world’s power struggles, focusing solely on researching, refining, and gathering intelligence. That’s why they were classified among the First-class forces.

"I already told you, meow, this grandpa almost took control of the Heavenly Dao, and I am very familiar with many places on the Mystical Mechanism Continent," grumbled Grandpa Orange, swiping a paw across Liang Yi’s cheek, voicing his dissatisfaction.

"Yes, yes, whatever you say is right," Liang Yi surrendered, tossing out a standard phrase that affirmed through double affirmation meant to express denial.

"Humph." Uncle Orange pulled out a dried fish that was as big as himself from his necklace and began to chew it with glee.

That cheap necklace his old man gave him was pretty good, comparable to the top space rings.

And just a few days ago at the Demon Clan’s place, he even had Liang Yi collect several large boxes of dried fish for him, enough to last a long while on the road.

"So, do you know the Purple Cloud Phoenix Extreme Secret Realm?" Liang Yi asked curiously, wanting to see if he could get any information from Uncle Orange.

"Purple Cloud Phoenix Extreme Secret Realm? Sounds vaguely familiar."

Even though he had merged with the Heavenly Dao for just a brief moment, during that moment, he was an all-knowing, omnipotent entity, though he had mostly forgotten it now. But as his realm would elevate, he would gradually recall it, bit by bit.

It wasn’t just Yue Bai who had made rapid progress in the last three days. Uncle Orange was the true Child of Destiny, the darling of the world, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, the overlord among cats; his realm had soared directly to the initial phase of the Third Realm in just three short days, without even the need to pass the Heart Inquiry.

A soul reincarnated with the spirit of Heavenly Dao, a body shaped by the vast essence of the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits, and endless cultivation resources provided by the Demon Clan – just these three advantages were enough to outstrip ninety-nine percent of cultivators. He also retained memories of the cultivation technique that was the most suitable for him, created when he was the Heavenly Dao.

Sorry, but being a reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao is just that amazing.

If his cultivation pace were slow, he might as well ram his head into dried fish and die.

"It seems like it’s the secret ground location of the Purple Cloud Sect, second only to the Overlord Sect Bo Tiandao of the Second Epoch. I can’t remember the specifics, meow, but if I go there, maybe more memories will come back to me," Uncle Orange shook his head, mentioning casually.

"The Purple Cloud Sect, huh?" Liang Yi pondered, though it didn’t strike him as odd.

Today, most secret realms in the Cultivation World originated from the Cave Heaven Blessed Lands of the first two epochs, so this situation was not surprising.

"What about the Qingyue Secret Realm?"

"Belch, I don’t know, never even heard of it."

Old Man Ju swallowed the last bit of dried fish in one gulp and let out a satisfied burp.

Liang Yi wasn’t disappointed, as he was just casually inquiring. Besides, he was already aware of how to enter this Secret Realm.

Some Secret Realms require a Secret Realm Key to open, while others just require knowing the method of entry. After all, not all Secret Realm Arrays can withstand millions of years and remain intact.

The Qingyue Secret Realm he intended to visit was a stepping stone that led directly to the Purple Cloud Phoenix Extreme Secret Realm.

Based on his estimation, this Secret Realm was likely a backdoor set up by the Purple Cloud Sect to deal with unexpected situations.

The entry requirements for the Purple Cloud Phoenix Extreme Secret Realm definitely weren’t restrictive, like cultivation or bone age restrictions; otherwise, the Purple Cloud Sect wouldn’t have bothered.

Even though the Secret Realm had no entry requirements, the collective stipulation by several Super Forces made it so. And what could others do?

If you want to reap the benefits inside, then obediently follow the rules.

Bordering the Demon Clan’s territory were Medicine Valley and the Refining Sect. The Little Bamboo House’s sphere of influence was even further east, and beyond that was the territory of the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool.

This Qingyue Secret Realm was within the domain of Medicine Valley.

Due to the cultivation of Spiritual Medicines, the weather conditions within the Medicine Valley were always the most stable on the Mystical Mechanism Continent. Hence, the scenery here was among the best on the continent and particularly popular with leisure-seekers and scenery enthusiasts.

As Liang Yi left the Demon Clan’s territory and stepped into the realm of Medicine Valley, he distinctly sensed the change in environment.

Even the air carried a faint medicinal fragrance, refreshing the mind and invigorating the spirit.

"Hey hey, there’s a small town ahead, hurry up, hurry up. This lord needs to pair dried fish with some booze, meow!" Old Man Ju’s eyes lit up upon seeing the distant scenery, excitedly patting Liang Yi.

"What kind of alcohol should a kid drink, rejected!" Liang Yi coldly declined the suggestion, but his feet were still heading towards the town.

"Can I have some fruit wine instead? Without alcohol, this lord is going to die, meow!" Old Man Ju continued to pester Liang Yi for a compromise.

"Fruit wine is fine, but only a little," Liang Yi considered it and nodded in agreement.

Outside the town, large stretches of Spirit Fields were cultivated against the mountains, with faint clouds lingering between the peaks and the horizon. The hottest time of day had passed, so there were quite a few busy people in the fields.

A few children frolicked and played, while some tired farmers sought shade to fan themselves and rest, happily watching their children run around.

Women carrying warm food boxes came to their busy husbands, greeted them cordially, and told them to finish their work and come home early.

Just a casual glance, and Liang Yi noticed that most of what they planted were common Spirit Plants and Spiritual Medicines.

Every season, Medicine Valley would send people to purchase large quantities of Spiritual Medicine resources at fair prices throughout their territory, so cultivating these medicinal plants was the source of livelihood for the locals.

However, the common people could only grow the most basic of Spiritual Medicines, which were simply used for practice by Medicine Valley. Truly first-grade medicinal plants still required Sects with certain foundations to cultivate.

Liang Yi took the rural path into town, intending to gather some information at the local Little Bamboo House first.

The world of Mystical Mechanism was too vast, and on his previous visit to Medicine Valley, he went directly to Medicine Valley for procurement, so he wasn’t exactly familiar with this area.

And what about Old Man Ju? He only knew the general direction; if you let him navigate, be prepared to sleep in the forest overnight.

Old Man Ju was quite curious about everything, after all, he was a wisp of intellect born from the Heavenly Dao. For myriad years, much like Chaos, he coldly observed the various phenomena of the world from the clouds above, uninterested in the myriad lives.

Thus, he found a newfound interest in the mortal lives and couldn’t help but look around curiously.