rustycol | Liu Yao - Chapter 71
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Many thanks to MrMissMrsRandom again for edits!
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In the Central Plain, there is a sacred mountain that meets the cloud. The peak is covered with snow; the base is covered with plants and flowers. In the middle of the mountain, the weather may change within seconds, such that visitors may experience all seasons within a few steps.
This mountain is called “Shizhou Mountain”, which is one province more than the Nine Provinces1. Although it is in the mortal realm, it isn’t altogether of this world.
There is also the saying that “Shizhou has eight out of ten parts of prosperity in this world”.
Shizhou Mountain has spectacular scenery. It should be a divine location that gives rise to great talents. Unfortunately, it is actually a blackhole that sucks all spiritual energy from the nature around it, without giving any back. No one can cultivate there. On the contrary, their spiritual energy will be relentlessly robbed by the place. Because of that reason, no one claimed Shizhou Mountain for a long time. Then, some powerful cultivators collaborated with each other, and created an “Immortal Binding Platform” on the top of the mountain. Fortified by countless wards, the structure is used to imprison the most terrible villains.
On the Immortal Binding Platform, there are thirty six rounds of Qiankun Dragon Binding Locks. Even the Lord of Demons wouldn’t be able to escape if he were chained in there.
From the day the place was built, countless powerful demonic cultivators have been executed here. As a result, the area is shrouded by a bloody miasma that never fades away, as if the souls whose crimes couldn’t be cleared with even death or who died a wrongful death still wandered around and listlessly watched the world turn from a place beyond life and death.
Cheng Qian regains his consciousness after an indeterminable time. His back hurt like it were pierced by needles, he is close to being unable to get up.
With his current level of cultivation, he hasn’t felt the pains of the flesh for a long time. Cheng Qian takes a deep breath and tries to struggle slightly. He realises that his limbs aren’t chained. He can even walk a little within the Dragon Binding Locks. The problem is his spiritual energy is all sealed off, making his body heavy like that of a mortal’s.
Obviously, Shuang Ren has been taken away. As far as Cheng Qian can tell, he has neither a weapon nor strength.
Nevertheless, he isn’t afraid. He stays quietly in one place to calm himself, then looks around to assess his situation. From what he can see, this place is a huge and empty hall, the doors of which are all shut. With the faint light from the thirty six Dragon Binding Locks, one can see the murals depicting scenes of demons being eliminated. The atmosphere is dark and chilly, making this place just like the Immortal Binding Platform in the legends.
The numbness caused by the hidden attack from the little worm still hasn’t dissipated. As Cheng Qian bends his head, he can see a bloodstain on his chest. He fixes his clothes, while musing that he hasn’t been so messy for a long time.
Cheng Qian is well aware that, had it not been for the puppet charm his most senior brother tied on him, he wouldn’t have been a match for that geezer. However, for someone at the post of Supreme Elder of Black Tortoise Hall to disregard all honour and use such a dirty trick on a junior after a random loss, on top of not daring to fight one on one again, it is both sad and laughable to Cheng Qian.
