Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Chapter 65: 65. The Doubtful Trace Above Cultivation

Tan Shuchang was able to restrain his curiosity, but within his abilities, he also wanted to thoroughly investigate. Therefore, he found the door through which he had entered and then walked out through it.

The disciples from Three Plum Mountain and the Serpent Transformation Cave were still outside the door at the time, both of them shocked by Tan Shuchang’s actions.

With just a light tap, he had directly pierced through that extraordinary, seemingly storehouse of the Peach Immortal’s magic "rotten wood door"! And Tan Shuchang looked so young, possibly not even having reached the younger generation’s rank, which greatly shocked the two of them.

After all, being responsible for guarding the Peach Blossom Land meant that they were considered elite disciples within their respective Immortal Sects.

In Vast Cold State, a place beyond the mundane world, security jobs like doorkeeping were generally handled by the strong.

This was unlike the Mountain-Sea Beasts inside the territory of Zi Xuan dynasty; those in regions like this not only were numerous but also had bad tempers, especially when they went berserk, their attacking capabilities would directly double, much like a girlfriend in a fit of rage.

Even Sword Cultivators would have to be cautious and always on guard upon arriving in Vast Cold State.

And this was the underlying reason why that Sword Young Master had taken the trouble to personally escort Tan Shuchang to a nearby settlement of Cultivators.

At this moment, seeing Tan Shuchang return, the two were startled, especially the disciple from Three Plum Mountain, whose face instantly turned a shade paler.

He thought Tan Shuchang had come to trouble him.

After all, if he had encountered such cold disdain, he would definitely seek to avenge himself to the death.

But fortunately, the disciple from Three Plum Mountain quickly realized that Tan Shuchang had no intention of paying him any attention, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. Amid his silent gratitude, he also began to reflect a bit.

At this time, Tan Shuchang’s attention was naturally all on that "rotten wood door."

Previously, it might have been the strange entity resembling the Peach Immortal’s corpse hiding within it, or maybe it was concealed by that entity’s special power, so Tan Shuchang had never noticed anything wrong with the "rotten wood door."

But now, after having driven the entity away, his viewing of the "rotten wood door" was naturally vastly different from before.

Especially as he looked more, the more familiar the thing seemed to him.

Thus, Tan Shuchang had a thought, and made the bizarre official game website manifest in his vision.

It was still as he had seen before, a surface of water, peach trees, with many cultivators gathered around, as if there were several moving markets there. However, after Tan Shuchang set foot inside, he saw a bamboo raft that seemed leisurely but actually reached him in an instant, and the figure in green on the raft smiled and greeted him with a clasped fist.

"Fellow daoist, is this your first visit? I am the one who ferries the mundane here; do you need me to guide you and introduce you to this place one by one?"

Tan Shuchang also smiled: "It so happens that there is a place I’d like to go. I hope the fellow daoist could lead the way. Here are three hundred Upper Profound Grand Seals; please accept them."

Upon seeing the Upper Profound Grand Seals, the "ferryman" immediately showed a delighted expression. After quickly taking them, he greedily inhaled deeply, as if these Grand Seals carried some wonderful scent, which he found utterly captivating.

After no less than five or six breaths did the "ferryman" speak to Tan Shuchang: "May I ask which place the fellow daoist wishes to visit? There is nowhere in this Peach Blossom Miraculous Realm that I do not know."

"That’s good then, please lead the way for me to see the corpse of the Peach Immortal. I felt a kindred spirit at first sight, only regretting that I didn’t have the opportunity for a detailed conversation earlier," said Tan Shuchang with regret.

"It’s you!"

The "ferryman’s" face changed dramatically in that instant and then in the next second, he collapsed onto the ground.

However, Tan Shuchang saw clearly that a gust of yin wind wrapped around something that had escaped from this body. The escape technique was very ingenious, somewhat akin to the rules of a vindictive ghost killing people. If it weren’t for Tan Shuchang’s frequent visits to that eerie game, even if he encountered it face to face, he wouldn’t have noticed anything.

Tan Shuchang watched the yin wind disappear into the distance, seemingly doing nothing.

At this moment, Tan Shuchang sensed that someone was coming this way, so he let the descending ethereal body pause for a while.

He looked over and saw about a dozen cultivators.

They must have been gathered nearby and were drawn over by the sight of the fallen "ferryman."

The group included men and women of varying ages.

Among them, a man in his thirties with a long beard stepped forward and greeted Tan Shuchang with a fist and palm salute before asking, "May I boldly ask, what has befallen Brother Li?"

"You know him?" Tan Shuchang asked.

"I have known Brother Li for many years," replied the man. At this point, his gaze at Tan Shuchang turned somewhat unfriendly.

Upon hearing this response, Tan Shuchang immediately had some thoughts and made his reply: "If you know him, then you should be asking yourself what’s wrong with him. Why ask me? How would I know as someone who just arrived?"