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The well was surrounded by blue stones, dull and unremarkable, with moss growing all over it, giving it an appearance devoid of any mystery.
"The Great Sage may not know this, but recently some highly skilled individuals have appeared in the Cultivation Realm. Although we, the land spirits, are divine, our positions were merely earned through good deeds in our past lives, and our magical powers are quite limited. To prevent mortals from using the Cultivation Method, we have concealed it within the well. This way, the Cultivation Method remains hidden, and the Spiritual Energy will not be exposed, so mortals will not discover it!"
Lingfeng nodded and then asked, "How can I use the Cultivation Method to reach the Mandala Demon Continent?"
"That's simple," the land spirit replied. "As long as the Great Sage enters the well and thinks of the name of the destination in his heart, he will arrive there in no time!"
"What if I can't concentrate and my mind is chaotic? What will happen then?" Lingfeng asked again.
The land spirit smiled and said, "Then you won't be able to activate the Cultivation Method and will remain where you are!"
"Haha, interesting!" Lingfeng could hardly wait any longer. He climbed up to the edge of the well, silently reciting "Mandala Demon Continent" in his heart before leaping down.
Once inside the well, Lingfeng used the Water Control Technique to envelop himself in a thick membrane to avoid getting wet from the well water. This way, when he arrived at the land spirit's residence in the Mandala Demon Realm, he could show off his abilities.
Upon entering the well, a refreshing coolness surrounded him. Although there was no sunlight here, the Spiritual Energy flowed abundantly in the water, forming a narrow circular passage that enveloped Lingfeng in its center.
Lingfeng dared not waver; he focused intently on reciting the name "Mandala Demon Continent." Before long, the surrounding Spiritual Energy grew denser, forming a massive whirlpool around him. It felt like being caught in a giant creature's intestines, making it impossible for Lingfeng to control his body as he was swiftly drawn into the center of the whirlpool.
In an instant, a curved path upward appeared ahead. Before Lingfeng could react, his body soared as if it had sprouted wings, breaking through the water's surface and flying toward the exit.
Then he heard a splashing sound as he burst out of the well and landed on solid ground.
"Why does this scene look exactly like before? Did I not arrive at the Mandala Demon Realm?"
Surrounding him were caves that looked identical to those from earlier, with no difference in appearance at all. The only distinction was that the land spirit was not present here.
"Have I been deceived?" With this thought, Lingfeng felt a surge of anger and swung the Connecting Rod down hard onto the well. With a loud crash, the well was reduced to ruins, and a large amount of Spiritual Energy burst forth.
Then, hurried footsteps could be heard coming from the cave entrance. Lingfeng sneered, leisurely sitting on a nearby stone with his legs crossed, revealing a fierce expression.
Sure enough, the Land Deity appeared at the cave entrance again, but this time he was wearing purple clothing.
He first glanced at the destroyed well and then at Lingfeng sitting on the stone. Stunned for a moment, he angrily shouted, "Who is this ruffian daring to smash my well? Are you tired of living?"
Lingfeng curled his lips and stood up, slamming one end of the Connecting Rod onto the ground playfully. "Look at that! You changed your clothes pretty quickly. Do you think just because you changed your appearance I wouldn't recognize you?"
"You..." The Land Deity puffed up in anger, taking a moment before saying, "Where do you come from to be so rude? Be careful or I will report you to the Jade Emperor for disrespecting the celestial beings!"
Lingfeng scrutinized the Land Deity again, wondering if he had recognized him. Why had his attitude changed so quickly?
Just as he was puzzled, a man in purple clothing stepped out behind the Land Deity, exuding a faint Demonic Energy.
"A Demon Cultivator? Have I really arrived at the Mandala Demon Continent?" Lingfeng thought to himself.
The man walked in with a long face that resembled that of a donkey, as if he wanted to rest his chin on the ground, lazily surveying Lingfeng with his hands behind his back.
The Land Deity seemed quite fearful of this person and quickly bent over with a smile, saying, "I didn't know an impudent fellow had come from somewhere and disturbed the immortal's rest!"
Lingfeng remained silent but deeply despised this Land Deity. Although the Demon Cultivator emitted Demonic Energy, it was clearly forced and evidently had not yet reached the first stage of Demon Cultivation; Lingfeng naturally did not take him seriously.
The man ignored the Land Deity and wore an expression full of arrogance on his long face.
"He's just a mortal; just throw him out, no need to make a fuss," the man muttered discontentedly.
The land spirit hesitated for a moment, glanced at Lingfeng, and seemed to want to say something but stopped. After thinking for a bit, he hurriedly bowed to the man several times. Then he turned to Lingfeng and said, "Come with me; I'll let you out!"
"No need!" Lingfeng lazily stood up, stretched, and released the Celestial and Demonic aura from his body, which was several times stronger than that of the Demon Cultivator.
The Demon Cultivator clearly sensed the powerful aura emanating from Lingfeng. His body instinctively trembled, but he forced himself to remain calm and attempted to turn away.
Lingfeng understood that this was the Mandala Demon Continent, primarily a gathering place for Demon Cultivators. He also realized that most of the Demon Cultivators here had ill intentions; those with any kindness would escape their control like Ziren did. The fact that this low-level Demon Cultivator could make the land spirit bow down was clearly due to the influence of the Mandala Demon Realm. Now that he encountered Lingfeng, it was like standing on a fragile bamboo bridge; if Lingfeng took a step back now, it would lead to future calamity.
"Since even a low-level Demon Cultivator can swagger into the land spirit's residence, can’t I, as a cultivator, enjoy a cup of tea?" With that, Lingfeng slammed the Connecting Rod heavily onto the ground, shattering the blue stone tiles beneath.
The man halted in his tracks, his body began to tremble, and his hands clenched tightly into fists.
The land spirit looked at the two poised for action but dared not flatter either of them. He quickly smiled and said, "Since we are all cultivators, why not sit down and share a cup of tea together!"
"Drinking tea is fine, but sharing it with a Demon Cultivator from the Mandala Demon Realm would surely tarnish my reputation!" Lingfeng replied without modesty, his Killing Intent rising.
The Demon Cultivator knew that Lingfeng's cultivation level was above his own and had already felt some trepidation. However, upon hearing such bold words from Lingfeng, he could no longer suppress his anger. He gathered Demonic Energy in both hands and suddenly launched a punch at Lingfeng without warning.
This punch was not aimed directly at Lingfeng's body but was instead a feint in the air. However, its fierce aura unleashed his True Qi.
Lingfeng did not take it lightly; he did not dodge but instead crossed the Connecting Rod in front of him and firmly absorbed this wave of True Qi.
"Is that all you've got? Is this what the Mandala Demon Realm calls power?" Lingfeng smirked mockingly.
Killing Intent suddenly erupted from the Demon Cultivator's body, and a layer of faint purple gas enveloped him, as if he had exhausted all his cultivation. Then, he shouted loudly, quickly moving a few steps forward to stand in front of Lingfeng, attacking towards Lingfeng's face with both hands.
This Demon Cultivator had not reached the level to practice Spell, so his most effective attack was close combat.
However, Lingfeng had long entered the realm of cultivation and had learned some Spells. Moreover, he had also practiced the Falling Leaf Technique, making him naturally superior in martial arts compared to an ordinary person.
Lingfeng let out a cold laugh, lightly bending at the waist, supporting himself with one hand on the ground while his legs formed a scissor shape, clamping towards the man's legs.
With a chilling sound of bones cracking, the air was filled with an unsettling noise.
The Demon Cultivator's expression changed, and beads of sweat began to trickle down his face. He then groaned softly and collapsed to the ground.
The earth itself was startled and quickly retreated.
"Do you have any other tricks?" Lingfeng said calmly.
The man knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands. Slowly raising his head to look at Lingfeng, his gaze dimmed.
"Is this all you can do?" Lingfeng thought he was about to die, but it turned out that Lingfeng had only crippled his legs; it was not fatal!
The earth also changed color in shock and fearfully called out before hastily trying to escape.
"Trying to report this? No way!" Lingfeng had already prepared for this. He raised both hands lightly into the air, and a surge of Spiritual Energy burst forth from Lingfeng's hands, striking both sides of the cave entrance. The entrance was originally made of stone, and since Lingfeng was skilled in Gold Manipulation, when faced with Lingfeng's Spiritual Energy, there was a thunderous sound as the stones shattered, burying the entrance completely.
The earth turned pale as it realized there was no way to escape. Suddenly turning around, it knelt down with a thud and hurriedly cried out, "Hero, spare my life! Hero, please let me go!"
Without responding, the Demon Cultivator suddenly let out a grunt, catching Lingfeng's attention. He saw that the man's body was already surrounded by a purple Membrane, and his form appeared somewhat blurred, as if something was about to emerge from within him.
"He is about to release Evil Thoughts!" the land said in despair, staring at the man.
"Evil Thoughts?" Lingfeng asked in confusion. This person had not officially entered the realm of Demon Cultivation; how could he possibly release Evil Thoughts?
What he did not know was that in the Mandala Demon Realm, Demon Cultivators placed great emphasis on cultivating Evil Thoughts. To them, early-stage Demon Cultivators needed guidance from Evil Thoughts. Moreover, they did not shy away from communicating with Evil Thoughts; instead, they utilized them to enhance their cultivation abilities.
Just like Lingfeng, it was through the guidance of Evil Thoughts that he decided to lurk in the Mandala Demon Continent. In order to rapidly improve their cultivation, Demon Cultivators in the Mandala Demon Realm often engaged in mutually beneficial relationships with Evil Thoughts, only severing ties with them once they reached a certain level of cultivation.
As Lingfeng was feeling puzzled, another shadow finally emerged from the man's body, and at that moment, Lingfeng clearly saw what the so-called Evil Thoughts looked like.
It turned out that the Evil Thoughts were merely a mass of misty shadows, taking on a human shape but lacking discernible facial features. The only thing that left Lingfeng in awe was that the Spiritual Energy emanating from this Evil Thoughts was several times greater than that of the Demon Cultivator, making Lingfeng feel somewhat oppressed.
"Wahaha..." The Evil Thoughts suddenly let out a long laugh that captivated the soul.
Lingfeng felt a chill; that laughter was so malevolent that he found it hard to bear.
"Those who stand in my way shall die!" the Evil Thoughts declared arrogantly, and then a purple skeletal longsword appeared in its indistinct hand, crackling with arcs of electricity.
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