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At this moment, the autumn clouds of the Dragon Spring Villa filled the sky, as if it was a fairy tale. The dawn in the east dyed all the clouds pink, blooming one by one in the clear and handsome Volkswagen Mountain range.

Although this place was an outer wasteland with mountains and rivers everywhere, a large plain could be seen three days further north. However, during these three days of travel, he would have to cross the Eighth Peak of the Sixteenth Mountain. It was extremely steep. There were many ancient beasts there, and none of the people who went there had ever returned. It was said that there were many ancient beast gangs hidden there, and that the Beastmen and the Elven Guardian had a long period of confrontation.

However, these were just legends, passed down from story to story. As for whether or not there were any of these things, they were not sure. After passing through the eight peaks and sixteen mountains, one would reach the Gu Yue Plains. That place already had a thousand years of history. Because the Gu Yue Plains relied on the Xialai River, the river waters flowed all year round, and the land was fertile, giving birth to a thousand years of fame.

This was because in the Great Central Region and the southern side of the sect world, people had very little understanding of the world there. They collectively called it the Southern Wasteland.

The story of the Southern Wasteland was recorded in the historical records. In the ancient era when the Purple Clouds Sect expanded towards the south, it had once fought against the powerful opponents of the eight peaks and 16 mountains, but in the end, it all ended in failure. They would always use unexpected methods to seal off the ancient weapons of the sect world, preventing them from displaying their powerful strength. Thus, after suffering such a heavy blow, the Purple Clouds Sect had never again expanded towards the Southern Wasteland.

The Southern Wasteland's Eight Peaks Sixteen Mountains also recorded the Purple Dawn Sect's invasion into the annals of history. However, they disdained becoming enemies with the Purple Clouds Sect in the north. Therefore, they did not hold a grudge after repelling the Purple Clouds Sect. They had only cultivated in the depths of the mountains for the past few years, and did not care about the affairs of the world.

It was said that each of the Beastmen had reached the pinnacle of perfection. In the long period of time when they had to fight against the Guardian Elves, the Elves had also created their own powerful Elven Power System. The two of them balanced each other out and for thousands of years, they never broke this stalemate.

However, the reverence they felt towards the Gu Yue Plains had reached a point where they were terrified of the wind. Actually, no one else knew why such a powerful race of the eight peaks would fear the power of the Gu Yue Plains. This point was also unknown.

Further north from the valley, there was a handsome and steep mountain range. Its name was the Fu Niu Mountain Range, and it stretched for thousands of miles. It was a beautiful mountain valley that neither arrogant nor arrogant gave birth to Qingyang City, the outer sect world, nor some people from the Demon race.

As for Qingyang City, it was the city at the foot of the mountain at the easternmost point of the Volcano Mountain Range. The most developed and wealthiest merchants, hunters, and members of the sect were gathered here. However, it was very strange. They could get along very well in this place. Perhaps it was because they had a common interest to restrain themselves, so no conflicts would easily occur.

When Jun Linyue had just arrived, he had only glanced at Qingyang City roughly and hadn't spoken to a single person, let alone understood this place. But he was really interested in those wolf-fanged weapons, those heavy swords that shone with light, and the iron swords that came out of the brazier. He was still thinking of playing around with it when he had the chance.

What fascinated him even more was those middle-aged men with full beards holding iron hammers, yelling out words that he could not understand and being generous.

But now, he was only together with Yun Dai'er, following three to five people from Dragon Spring Villa, walking step by step towards their main hall.

Longquan Manor was actually the villa of a wealthy merchant. Because it had been out for many years, he had left this villa to his own son. Every year, they would send people to bring back all the money they had earned from the different territories and countries back to the villa. After that, they would exchange them for the money they needed from the banks of Qingyang City.

So, Dragon Spring Villa had a huge underground treasury, but it had to go through nine checkpoints, and each checkpoint had a special big lock. The materials for the big lock went through the trials of fire and ice and were injected with spiritual energy.

This long list of keys had been given to the six stewards by the wealthy merchants to keep, one for themselves, one for Madam and one for Lin Rao. Every year, when the money was transferred, there was a powerful sect world and a devil race's twenty man guard team guarding the road ahead. And this wealthy merchant's cultivation was also at the Xuan King level, but he never revealed his strength, and instead invited a lot of money from martial spirit level sect and some warriors from the devil race. He packaged himself very weak, and every year, he transported a large amount of gold coins, which was secretly carried out at night.

Once, however, a couple was assassinated in the Southern Wasteland, and the whole group of them vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a piece of paper. The surviving guards had to spend a great deal of effort to deliver the two keys and the letter to Lin Rao's home.

As Lin Rao was in despair, he found all six stewards and brought them to the underground treasury. But the nine keys to the book still held countless secrets. Lin Rao went to open the vault, but found that the third to last door could not be opened. It turned out that there was a thousand years of unsolved mystery hidden within the letter, and this mystery was related to the key to the third last door. The reason why he did not explain it was because he was afraid that the key and the letter would fall into the hands of the wicked.

Lin Rao had been unraveled for a long time, but he was still unable to unravel this secret. Thus, he could only give up temporarily. From then on, he hated the Southern Wasteland to the bones. He swore to cross the eight peaks and sixteen mountains, flatten the Gu Yue Plains, and find the person who killed his parents and avenge himself.

And this first step was to pacify the dispute between the Great Yang and the sect, and to stand out in the conflict. After all, with just his strength alone, there was no way he could cross the sixteen mountains, let alone enter the Gu Yue Plains.

While he was in despair, he received the news that the Nether Sect had been annihilated and that the Sect Leader's daughter had not been killed. Thus, he heavily requested many experts to go to the Great Central Region to rescue the daughter of the Nether Sect, Lin Che'er. They supported her and support her to ascend to the throne, to rebuild the Nether Sect, and to use the fame and wealth of the Nether Sect in the Outer Wasteland to wage a great war for hegemony.

All of this had been weighing down on his heart for a long time. He was already thirty years old, but he was alone and covered in hardships. However, his cultivation was not bad. His profound strength had already reached the profound spirit, and ordinary people were not his match.

Of course, he knew what his goal was, so he kept a low profile. Although the entire Nether Sect had almost a thousand people, he took good care of all the Altar Masters, so he didn't have to worry about anything.