In the easternmost region of the Fallen Dragon Territory.
This was a stretch of ancient mountains that stretched on endlessly. Every ancient mountain was three thousand meters tall, towering and lofty, and waves of low and deep roars came from within the Desolate Ancient Forest.
In the middle of the mountains, there was an ancient mountain that was less than a thousand feet tall. This short mountain only occupied a few dozen miles of land, but it was strangely calm and peaceful. In the depths of this forest that was like a hunting ground, it was extremely strange. Even some of the fierce beasts would subconsciously leave when they came near this ancient mountain.
At the foot of the ancient mountain was an ordinary-looking valley. A grass hut sat next to a sparkling and translucent lake. Next to the hut, an old man was fishing with a pole. He used green bamboo as the rod, snow silk as the line, and azure bird feathers as the float. He sat cross-legged on a rock next to the lake without moving. In a trance, it seemed as if the old man had already fallen into a deep sleep.
Beside the old man, there was a bonfire that danced. A white jade pot was placed on top of it, and there was a faint steam rising from it. The jade pot gave off a light that was not dazzling in the slightest.
Suddenly!
The cry of a majestic bird came from the sky. In the blink of an eye, a huge azure bird descended from the distant sky.
The Yuan Qi flew into the sky, stirring up a gust of wind that swept past. The tall ancient trees in the surroundings swayed, but this huge airflow was unable to advance even a little further than a hundred feet away from the old man. Even the ripples on the clear and crystalline surface of the lake did not become rippled because of the Blue Bird's agitated airflow.
At this moment, a man jumped down from the azure bird. He looked to be around thirty years old. He wore a snow-white robe and his aura had reached the peak of the Blood Refining realm.
This cultivator jumped down from the back of the azure bird and lightly patted the head of the huge fierce beast. In the next moment, the huge azure bird spread its wings and flew into the sky.
This cultivator's footsteps were very light, as if he was walking like a normal person. When he approached the old man, he even slowed down and revealed a smile on his face.
The old man didn't seem to care about this young man at all. His eyes were still fixed on the surface of the lake. There were ripples there, and under the lake, there were a few vague shadows swimming about.
This old man didn't have the slightest aura. He seemed to be an ordinary human in the Great Desolate Lands. He emitted a gentle aura, and the young cultivator who was originally in a hurry also unknowingly calmed down.
"It's taken the bait!"
Abruptly, the old man's slightly closed eyes lit up. The fishing line made of snow silk tightened, and a golden light that was less than a foot long broke out of the water and fell on the shore.
This golden fish was also a mutated species of the Great Desolate Lands. Its entire body was covered in golden scales, as if it was made of gold. Under the sunlight, it shone with a golden light. It also had a dragon's whiskers, and its light golden eyes were sparkling. Even though it was thrown onto the shore, it still struggled with all its might. Its slender tail rose and fell, slapping the ground like thunder.
Seeing that the golden fish had landed on the shore, the old man turned to look at the young cultivator beside him. Then, the old man smiled and said, "You brat, every time you go out, you always come back at the right time. Every time this old man collects delicious food, half of it is wasted by you. This time, you must have investigated everything clearly!"
The old man untied the golden fish and handed it to the young cultivator, indicating that he should clean it before cooking it.
The young cultivator didn't mind the old man's mockery. He took the golden fish, and with a flip of his hand, a half-foot-long iron knife appeared. He skillfully cut open the belly of the golden fish, as if he was already very familiar with this kind of thing.
"Master, this disciple has followed your orders to go to the Extreme Land to investigate the ruins of the ancient human city. The rumors in the Great Wilderness are indeed true. There is a human combat division that has occupied that treasured land. They have even killed the original Demon Clan in order to establish their own clan and gather their fortune!"
"Oh!"
Hearing this, the old man's cloudy eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything. He continued to listen to the young man.
"I, your disciple, saw from afar that this human battle division built a new city in the ancient human city. They even built a heaven worship altar. If this human battle division really wants to receive the fortune, then our Fallen Dragon Territory hasn't had a fortune race for tens of thousands of years. This will definitely break the balance of power of the human race that has existed in our Fallen Dragon Territory for thousands of years!"
"Moreover, this disciple also found out that the leaders of the Ao Mountain Tribe and the other big tribes, as well as the two big Ranger Forces, have secretly gathered to discuss how to deal with this human tribe. However, it seems that these big forces have a disagreement. This is going to be fun. These big tribes have been dominating our Fallen Dragon Territory, and their disciples are even more arrogant and despotic. This time, they will be bitten by dogs!"
The young cultivator didn't seem to have a good impression of these big tribes, and there was a trace of coldness in his words.
As he spoke, the young man had already cleaned the golden fish in his hand. The light golden fish was cut into thin pieces, and fell into the white jade pot.
"What do you think their chance of winning is to deal with this human tribe?"
"This disciple can't guarantee. The few human combat divisions in the Fallen Dragon Territory have been thriving in the Fallen Dragon Territory for five thousand years, and their power has spread throughout the entire territory. They are like local tyrants, and have a deep foundation. This disciple doesn't know what kind of trump cards they have. However, this human tribe is not weak either. This disciple sensed that there are a few auras that are not weaker than this disciple's, and some are even stronger than this disciple's. This disciple has a blue bird as a mount, and when I flew across the sky from ten miles away, I was almost detected by the warriors of this combat division."
After adding some Ancient Wood Fire to the bottom of the white jade pot, the young cultivator said with some doubt and a trace of anger, "Why is Master interested in the life and death of these big tribes? These human tribes are all ingrates. If it wasn't for Master guarding this easternmost region, defending against the invasion of the Three-star ferocious beasts in the depths of the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range, and preventing the invasion of other forces outside the territory, they would have either been destroyed by the ferocious beasts, or forcefully swallowed by the forces outside the territory. Not only do these tribes not know how to be grateful, they are even more self-righteous. In this disciple's opinion, it's better to let them fight until both sides are injured!"
Hearing his disciple's complaints, the old man couldn't help but smile bitterly. There was a trace of disappointment in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was disappointed in the other human combat divisions in the Fallen Dragon Valley.
However, this disappointment disappeared in a flash, and was not seen by his disciple. Instead, the old man lightly slapped the back of his head.
"Feng Yu, in these years, Master has made you continuously travel around the Fallen Dragon Territory to gain experience. What do you think of the other human combat divisions in the Fallen Dragon Territory!"
As the old man's words fell, the hands of the young cultivator paused for a moment, and only then did he add more wood to the jade pot.
"Decay!"