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The distance between Yunmeng Village and Fubo Pond is not far, only a few dozens of kilometers away.

Fubo Pond is located in a mountainous area, and there is a pond in the middle that never sees sunlight all year round.

Over a thousand years ago, a General Fubo from the Great Xia’s Imperial Court once led an army past this place, leaving behind the name Fubo Pond.

The former Fubo Pond was also part of the Yunmeng Swampland. When River Ji swallowed the swampland, a lot of water sources became dry. The original swamp turned into land, but Fubo Pond was preserved due to its unique geographic location.

Thousands of years of geographical changes, coupled with the birth of a Natural Spirit Pool in this Spirit Energy Tidal Surge, have made Fubo Pond a well-known Spiritual Land in the Dongting water area.

Walking on the rugged mountain road, the Maine Coon, with Bai Xue on its head, followed Shen Yuan, occasionally showing a somewhat regretful expression.

Upon reaching the mountain road, the Maine Coon thought it was another opportunity to be a mount for the Immortal. However, Shen Yuan had no intention of sitting on its back.

Shen Yuan disregarded the Maine Coon’s thoughts, at this moment he was looking up at the sky.

The sky was just bright but the sun was not visible. Large clouds covered the sky, showing signs of an approaching mountain rainstorm, giving people an indescribably oppressive feeling.

Shen Yuan’s expression was somewhat solemn.

After refining the Rain Calling Divine Ability, he seemed to have a subtle connection with the world. Shen Yuan was not sure whether this was a characteristic of the Heavenly General Great Divine Power or due to the Rain Calling Divine Ability.

That subtle connection with the world was constantly reminding Shen Yuan that the current weather is not common.

Considering Fubo Dragon Monarch’s actions, some ideas arose in Shen Yuan’s mind.

“If this is really so, this Dragon Monarch Feast seems to be becoming more interesting.”

“However, the Fubo Dragon Monarch has his own backing, don’t I also have something up my sleeve?

I hope everything goes smoothly for Yu Changliu.”

Muttering to himself, Shen Yuan continued towards the direction of Fubo Pond.

Outside of Fubo Pond, before the Dragon Monarch Feast.

Hoe Yao subtly examined the gathering of monsters around him, his heart panicking to the extreme.

As one of the few human cultivators among the guests of the Dragon Monarch Feast, Hoe Yao had been filled with regret for this trip.

Three months ago, Hoe Yao was just an average worker in Chunyang County. He fainted from a heart attack during a late-night shift.

Originally, he thought he would die from overwork, but when he woke up the next day, he was told that he had become a cultivator.

A cultivator from the Great Xia’s Imperial Court informed Hoe Yao about the Spirit Energy Tidal Surge and claimed that he had extraordinary cultivation aptitude.

In the tens of billions of people in the Great Xia, there is hardly one in a million who can awaken to become a cultivator on their own.

The Great Xia’s Imperial Court offered to provide Hoe Yao with basic breathing methods and invited him to join the court, but he declined, not wanting to be restricted.

In the past few months, various major families, and high officials in Qing Province have extended olive branches to Hoe Yao in an attempt to enlist him, but he ignored them, considering himself a chosen one.

In Hoe Yao’s eyes, with such talents, he should make his own way in this world.

Half a month ago, a message suddenly appeared on many private forums of cultivators.

The Fubo Pond Dragon King is hosting a Dragon Monarch Feast, inviting guests from all directions, and even offering a Natural Spirit Pool, a treasure that can assist people in Essence Refining through Qi Transformation.

Hoe Yao was overjoyed upon hearing this, considering it an opportunity for him to rise. So, he immediately set off for Fubo Pond to participate in the Dragon Monarch Feast.

However, having just barely made it to Mount Sanfu outside Fubo Pond, Ho Yao already began to regret it.

The Dragon Sovereign’s Banquet here bore no resemblance to the fabled version.

There were no Water Gods or Earth Deities, no beautiful dragon maidens, no grand and opulent Crystal Palace, let alone the imagined Dragon Sovereign’s Luck.

What was here was just a stretch of forest, with monsters and aquatic tribe members everywhere, creating a sense of monsters running amok.

If it was only a matter of environment, Ho Yao could have accepted it.

But just an hour ago, when he had just arrived here, he witnessed a human clan cultivator who was trying to ascend the mountain being stopped by two little monsters, who claimed to be checking for contraband and seized his treasures.

In the ensuing struggle, several members of the monster tribe used the pretext of causing disorder to brutally kill the cultivator and took his treasures, casually digging up a pit to bury his body on the spot.

The cultivator’s untimely demise thoroughly rattled Ho Yao.

It was at this point that Ho Yao realized, once outside the order established by the Great Xia’s Imperial Court, he, the so-called favorite of Heavens, was nothing at all.

The monster tribe wouldn’t be polite to you just because you have great potential and excellent aptitude. Here, the brutal Law of the Jungle prevailed.

Being one of the few humans attending the Dragon Sovereign’s Banquet, Ho Yao could already feel many greedy looks fixed on him.

The cultivators of the Great Xia’s Imperial Court had repeatedly warned him, his body, with spirit essence awakened naturally, was filled with Spirit Energy, making his flesh and blood an invaluable tonic for the monster tribe.

Given the chance, no member of the monster tribe would miss the opportunity to devour him.

Back in the city, Ho Yao didn’t take the cultivators of the Great Xia’s Imperial Court’s warning seriously. It was only now, surrounded by monsters, that he realized just how precious that warning was.

Actually, Ho Yao wasn’t the only human clan cultivator who came to attend the Dragon Sovereign’s Banquet. Some people sensed that something was amiss just before coming to Fubo Pond and chose to leave immediately.

However, the monster tribe members who had been watching them had already set their sights on them. The moment those cultivators left, they were followed immediately, including by a Qi Transformation Stage member of the monster tribe.

I laving witnessed this incident, I lo Yao understood that escape would lead only to death, and it was also highly likely that he would be targeted by these monsters if he went up the mountain into the banquet distribution.

Only by staying put, he might just deter these monsters from attacking him.

This was certainly not a lasting solution. If the Dragon Sovereign’s Banquet ended and he hadn’t found a way to escape danger, Ho Yao had no doubt he would be devoured alive by these monsters.

“If only a powerful individual from our human clan capable of defeating all the monsters could come here, maybe they can save me.”

Of course, this could only exist in his imagination.

Even if such a strong person did exist, why would they risk their lives to help him?

Glancing around, out of the corner of his eye, Ho Yao suddenly saw a young man of exceptional temperament clad in white entering the area.

“Sigh, another unlucky soul.”

While feeling a sense of regret in his heart, Ho Yao saw the young man in white heading straight for the direction of the mountain.

Not too far behind him, a huge Qi Transformation Stage Tiger Demon was eyeing him sharply, seemingly considering the young man in white as its prey.

Ho Yao trembled at heart, he understood that if the young man would recklessly enter, he might be killed prematurely by those monsters under some fabricated reason.

After much hesitation, Ho Yao decided to grit his teeth, he put a very cheerful expression on his face and waved to Shen Yuan, shouting loudly:

“Why have you only just arrived, my friend?”

“Hurry up and come here, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time..”