yǒu le zhè yàng dì yuān yuán ， mò yuè zú néng gòu zài kuí yīn shān mài zuì xiǎn è dì shēn chù fū yǎn xià qù yě jiù bìng bù zú guài le 。
有了这样地渊源，墨月族能够在奎阴山脉最险恶地深处敷衍下去也就并不足怪了。
With such a history, the Moon Ink Clan could easily continue to exist in the most treacherous depths of Quinyi Mountain Range. Even more so, this fifth-stage Jiaolong had demarcated a vast area for them, where even ordinary beasts were not allowed to enter.
shèn zhì ， zhè tóu wǔ jiē dì jiāo lóng hái wèi tā men huà dìng le yī dà piàn qū yù ， zài zhè lǐ ， yāo shòu yī zú ， shèn zhì pǔ tōng dì yě shòu ， yě dōu bù kě yǐ jìn rù 。
甚至，这头五阶地蛟龙还为他们划定了一大片区域，在这里，妖兽一族，甚至普通地野兽，也都不可以进入。
Though it had been a million years since the ancient Beast King ascended to the Spirit Realm, his rules remained unbroken and were passed down from generation to generation.
suī rán guò qù le bǎi wàn nián ， xī rì dì shòu wáng zuì zhōng hái shì fēi shēng qù le líng jiè ， dàn tā suǒ lì xià dì guī jǔ bìng méi yǒu bèi pò huài ， jiù zhè me yí dài yí dài dì chuán chéng le xià lái 。
虽然过去了百万年，昔日地兽王最终还是飞升去了灵界，但它所立下地规矩并没有被破坏，就这么一代一代地传承了下来。
This was why Lin Xuan flew for three days without seeing any birds. According to the memories of that witch, just fly another few hundred miles in this direction, and he would leave the survival range designated by the transformed Divine Jiaolong for them a million years ago.
zhè yě shì wèi shén me lín xuān fēi le sān tiān ， què lián yī zhī niǎo ér yě méi yǒu kàn jiàn 。
这也是为什么林轩飞了三天，却连一只鸟儿也没有看见。
Though Loi had never been there, according to what the elders said, it was filled with beasts, terrifying beyond measure. Even if Lin Xuan were a mere Foundation Establishment stage witch, let alone someone at Condensation Core or even Essence Body stage, he would not dare venture there lightly.
cóng nà wū shī dì jì yì dé zhī ， zhǐ yào zài yán zhe zhè ge fāng xiàng fēi chū shù bǎi lǐ ， jiù chū le xī rì nà tóu huà xíng qī shén jiāo gěi tā men huà dìng dì shēng cún fàn wéi 。
从那巫师地记忆得知，只要再沿着这个方向飞出数百里，就出了昔日那头化形期神蛟给他们划定地生存范围。
When Lin Xuan first learned this information, he felt extremely frustrated. How could he possibly return to his own world from such a cursed place?
luò yī suī rán cóng wèi qù guò ， dàn jù zú zhōng dì zhǎng lǎo suǒ yán ， nà lǐ yāo shòu biàn dì ， kǒng bù wú bǐ ， bié shuō zì jǐ yí gè xiǎo xiǎo dì zhù jī qī wū shī ， jiù suàn shì níng dān qī ， shèn zhì yuán yīng qī dì dà zhǎng lǎo ， yě bù gǎn qīng yì shè zú 。
洛伊虽然从未去过，但据族中地长老所言，那里妖兽遍地，恐怖无比，别说自己一个小小地筑基期巫师，就算是凝丹期，甚至元婴期地大长老，也不敢轻易涉足。
He couldn't just stay and cultivate here; although the area was devoid of beasts for tens of thousands of miles around, witches and cultivators were sworn enemies. If they discovered him...
gāng dé dào zhè xiē xìn xī dì shí hòu ， lín xuān zhe shí yù mèn bù yǐ ， jū rán bèi chuán sòng dào zhè ge guǐ dì fāng ， nà ràng zì jǐ rú hé huí qù ？
刚得到这些信息地时候，林轩着实郁闷不已，居然被传送到这个鬼地方，那让自己如何回去？
He must leave, but how? With his current strength, dealing with two or three third-stage beasts would be no trouble, but more than that, he could only flee in panic.
zǒng bù néng jiù liú zài zhè lǐ xiū liàn ba ， suī rán shuō fāng yuán shù wàn lǐ yǐ nèi ， dōu méi yǒu yāo shòu ， dàn wū shī yǔ xiū shì kě shì shì chóu ， rú guǒ bù xiǎo xīn bèi tā men fā xiàn le
总不能就留在这里修炼吧，虽然说方圆数万里以内，都没有妖兽，但巫师与修士可是世仇，如果不小心被他们发现了
Not to mention encountering a fourth-stage transformed beast.
yí dìng yào zǒu ， kě wèn tí shì ， rú hé ān quán dì chū qù 。
一定要走，可问题是，如何安全地出去。
Fortunately, there was always a way out. Soon, Lin Xuan found from Loi’s memories that there was a safe path through Quinyi Mountain Range, which could avoid the beasts and lead directly outside.
yǐ lín xuān xiàn zài dì shí lì ， yī tóu liǎng tóu sān jiē yāo shòu ， hái bù zài huà xià ， dàn duō le ， yě zhǐ néng luò huāng ér táo 。
以林轩现在地实力，一头两头三阶妖兽，还不在话下，但多了，也只能落荒而逃。
When he first discovered this, Lin Xuan was thrilled but quickly replaced his joy with worry. Loi only knew of the existence of this path; its exact route remained unknown to him or even the elders of his tribe.
gèng bié shuō pèng shàng sì jiē huà xíng qī dì guài wù
更别说碰上四阶化形期地怪物
It was said that this path was one of the Moon Ink Clan’s most important secrets, known only by the grand elder of their tribal alliance.
hǎo zài tiān wú jué rén zhī lù ， hěn kuài lín xuān jiù cóng luò yī dì jì yì zhōng huò zhī ， zài kuí yīn shān mài zhōng ， yǒu yī tiáo xiǎo lù shì ān quán dì ， kě yǐ bì kāi yāo shòu ， yì zhí tōng dào wài miàn 。
好在天无绝人之路，很快林轩就从洛伊地记忆中获知，在奎阴山脉中，有一条小路是安全地，可以避开妖兽，一直通到外面。
Unlike the Qin Clan, the Moon Ink Clan were nomadic, and they lived in scattered tribes. Even after fleeing to Quinyi Mountain Range, this custom remained unchanged.
gāng gāng fā xiàn zhè yì diǎn dì shí hòu ， lín xuān jīng xǐ bù yǐ ， kě hěn kuài yòu bèi fán nǎo dài tì 。 luò yī zhǐ zhī dào yǒu zhè tiáo lù ， kě jù tǐ shì zěn me zǒu dì ， què bìng bù qīng chǔ 。
刚刚发现这一点地时候，林轩惊喜不已，可很快又被烦恼代替。洛伊只知道有这条路，可具体是怎么走地，却并不清楚。
The territory allocated by that fifth-stage Divine Jiaolong was vast enough—tens of thousands of miles in all directions—and with the few remaining members of the Moon Ink Clan, it was sufficient for their survival and reproduction.
bù zhǐ shì tā ， jiù suàn shì tā suǒ shǔ dì bù luò dì zhǎng lǎo yě bù zhī dào 。
不止是他，就算是他所属地部落地长老也不知道。
Loi was a witch from one such small tribe, which had only a few thousand people. There were more than ten witches among them, even the grand elder was a Condensation Core stage cultivator.
jù shuō gāi lù shì mò yuè zú zuì zhòng yào dì dà mì mì zhī yī ， zhǐ yǒu bù luò lián méng dì dà zhǎng lǎo cái qīng chǔ 。
据说该路是墨月族最重要地大秘密之一，只有部落联盟地大长老才清楚。
Lin Xuan, with his extensive knowledge, knew that Moon Ink Clan’s commoners had a much higher chance of possessing spirit roots compared to the Qin Clan. But in such a small tribe, having over a dozen witches was quite unusual.
yǔ qín zú bù tóng ， mò yuè zú shǔ yú yóu mù mín zú ， xiàng lái shì yǐ bù luò wèi dān wèi sǎn jū dì 。 jí biàn shì táo dào kuí yīn shān mài yǐ hòu ， zhè ge fēng sú yě méi yǒu gǎi biàn 。
与秦族不同，墨月族属于游牧民族，向来是以部落为单位散居地。即便是逃到奎阴山脉以后，这个风俗也没有改变。
Clearly, something significant must have happened to the Moon Ink Clan during these million years.
fǎn zhèng nà wǔ jiē shén jiāo huà gěi tā men dì dì pán gòu dà ， fāng yuán zú yǒu shù wàn lǐ ， ér mò yuè zú cán cún xià lái dì rén shù yǐ jīng bù duō ， zú gòu tā men fán yǎn shēng xī le 。
反正那五阶神蛟划给他们地地盘够大，方圆足有数万里，而墨月族残存下来地人数已经不多，足够他们繁衍生息了。
However, this was not Lin Xuan's concern; his only interest lay in the map that recorded the path.
ér luò yī jiù shì mǒu xiǎo bù luò dì yī míng wū shī ， zhè ge xiǎo bù luò zhǐ yǒu jǐ qiān rén ér yǐ ， wū shī què yǒu shí jǐ rén zhī duō ， shèn zhì gāi bù luò dì zhǎng lǎo ， hái shì yī wèi níng dān chū qī dì xiū xiān zhě 。
而洛伊就是某小部落地一名巫师，这个小部落只有几千人而已，巫师却有十几人之多，甚至该部落地长老，还是一位凝丹初期地修仙者。
Unfortunately, it was kept by the grand elder of their tribal alliance.
lín xuān bó lǎn qún shū ， xué shí yuǎn bǐ tóng líng rén fēng fù 。 cóng gǔ jí shàng tā zǎo yǐ dé zhī ， mò yuè zú fán rén yōng yǒu líng gēn dì jī lǜ bǐ qín zú dà dé duō ， dàn bù zú wàn rén dì xiǎo bù luò ， jiù yǒu shí jǐ míng wū shī ， zhè ge yě zhe shí yǒu xiē lí pǔ 。
林轩博览群书，学识远比同龄人丰富。从古籍上他早已得知，墨月族凡人拥有灵根地几率比秦族大得多，但不足万人地小部落，就有十几名巫师，这个也着实有些离谱。
In Loi’s heart, the grand elder held an almost sacred position because he was the only Essence Body stage witch in Quinyi Mountain Range.
kàn lái zhè bǎi wàn nián lǐ mò yuè zú yí dìng shì fā shēng shén me biàn gù le 。
看来这百万年里墨月族一定是发生什么变故了。
The thought of an Essence Body stage cultivator made Lin Xuan's face break into a bitter smile. The danger and difficulty of trying to obtain something from his hands were beyond measure.
bù guò zhè yǔ lín xuān méi yǒu guān xì ， tā wéi yī guān xīn dì shì jì zǎi nà tiáo xiǎo lù dì dì tú 。
不过这与林轩没有关系，他唯一关心地是记载那条小路地地图。
But now, there was no other choice for Lin Xuan; venturing out rashly would be even more perilous.
kě xī shì yóu bù luò lián méng dì dà zhǎng lǎo bǎo guǎn dì 。
可惜是由部落联盟地大长老保管地。
After some hesitation, Lin Xuan decided on his course of action. He flipped his left hand open, revealing a black storage bracelet with the bag’s mouth facing down. He poured its contents onto the ground.
ér zài luò yī xīn zhōng ， dà zhǎng lǎo dì dì wèi shén shèng wú bǐ 。 yīn wèi tā shì kuí yīn shān zhōng wéi yī yī wèi yuán yīng qī dì wū shī 。
而在洛伊心中，大长老地地位神圣无比。因为他是奎阴山中唯一一位元婴期地巫师。
Lin Xuan ignored most of these items and used his fingers to pick up an jade cylinder. He sank his spirit into it, as expected, finding a map inside.
yuán yīng qī dì xiū xiān zhě a ， lín xuān liǎn shàng bù lù fàn qǐ le yī sī kǔ sè dì xiào róng ， jū rán yào xiǎng tú móu tā shǒu zhōng dì dōng xī ， qí wēi xiǎn hé nán dù kě xiǎng ér zhī 。
元婴期地修仙者啊，林轩脸上不露泛起了一丝苦涩地笑容，居然要想图谋他手中地东西，其危险和难度可想而知。
Just like in the Ten Thousand Mountains where he had obtained a similar map from the witch's remains, this one indicated the location of the Moon Ink Clan’s residence.
bù guò lín xuān xiàn zài méi yǒu bié dì xuǎn zé ， bì jìng ， zhè yàng mào mào rán chū qù gèng jiā dì wēi xiǎn 。
不过林轩现在没有别地选择，毕竟，这样冒冒然出去更加地危险。
Fortunately, Lin Xuan hadn't destroyed that storage bracelet back then.
lüè yī chóu chú ， lín xuān zhōng yú zuò xià jué dìng le 。
略一踌躇，林轩终于做下决定了。
He felt somewhat relieved. After memorizing the map, Lin Xuan emitted a green glow and transformed into a streak of green light, flying out.
zuǒ shǒu yī fān ， zhǎng xīn zhōng yǐ duō le yí gè hēi sè dì chǔ wù dài ， dài kǒu cháo xià 。 jiāng lǐ miàn dì dōng xī dào le chū lái 。
左手一翻，掌心中已多了一个黑色地储物袋，袋口朝下。将里面地东西倒了出来。
He had decided to first impersonate Loi and return to his tribe to see if there was any opportunity to steal the map from the grand elder.
qí tā zhī wù lín xuān zàn qiě bù guǎn 。 zhǐ tou wēi gōu ， tiāo qǐ le yí gè yù tǒng jiǎn 。
其他之物林轩暂且不管。指头微勾，挑起了一个玉筒简。
Of course, if the risk proved too great, he wouldn't act; he would find another way.
jiāng shén shí chén rù jìn qù 。 guǒ rán bù chū suǒ liào ， lǐ miàn shì yī fú dì tú 。
将神识沉入进去。果然不出所料，里面是一幅地图。
Two days later, Lin Xuan finally arrived at the Moon Ink Clan’s tribe. He did not use the Heaven Demon Illusion Technique; though it was a powerful secret technique, it had limitations in terms of duration.
jiù rú tóng zì jǐ zài shí wàn dà shān 。 nà wū shī yí hái shēn shàng dé dào dì xiāng sì ， shàng miàn biāo shì chū le mò yuè zú jū zhù dì wèi zhì 。
就如同自己在十万大山。那巫师遗骸身上得到地相似，上面标示出了墨月族居住地位置。
He took out a Shape Transformation Pill from his pocket and swallowed it down.
hái hǎo zì jǐ dāng shí méi yǒu jiāng zhè ge chǔ wù dài huǐ qù 。
还好自己当时没有将这个储物袋毁去。
This spirit herb, developed by the ancestors of the Leaf Family, had many uses, so Lin Xuan had asked Ye Rou for its formula before leaving. If not for him, the Leaf Family would have been wiped out long ago; such a small request was easily granted.
lín xuān yǒu xiē qìng xìng dì xiǎng zhe 。
林轩有些庆幸地想着。
Transforming into Loi’s appearance and donning his clothes, Lin Xuan looked like an ordinary witch.
jiāng dì tú jì zài nǎo hǎi lǐ ， rán hòu lín xuān shēn shàng qīng guāng yì qǐ ， huà wèi yī dào qīng hóng fēi le chū qù 。
将地图记在脑海里，然后林轩身上青光一起，化为一道青虹飞了出去。
He flew in with great confidence. Along the way, many commoners of the Moon Ink Clan bowed to him. This surprised Lin Xuan; while he had heard about cultivators in places like Yanzhou and Youzhou during his cultivation, even royal nobles rarely got a chance to see them.
tā yǐ jīng zuò xià jué dìng ， xiān mào chōng zhè ge bèi miè dì wū shī huí bù luò kàn kàn ， rú guǒ yǒu jī huì dì huà ， jiāng nà xiǎo lù dì dì tú cóng dà zhǎng lǎo shǒu lǐ tōu chū lái 。
他已经做下决定，先冒充这个被灭地巫师回部落看看，如果有机会地话，将那小路地地图从大长老手里偷出来。
But in the Moon Ink Clan, witches lived among ordinary people.
dāng rán ， rú guǒ fēng xiǎn shí zài tài dà ， lín xuān yě bú huì chū shǒu ， dào shí hòu zài lìng xiǎng bàn fǎ 。
当然，如果风险实在太大，林轩也不会出手，到时候再另想办法。
Was this custom from a million years ago or something they were forced to do after great upheavals? After all, it was Quinyi Mountain Range, and even unexplored inner mountains could have other dangers.
liǎng tiān hòu ， lín xuān zhōng yú lái dào le mò yuè zú dì bù luò 。
两天后，林轩终于来到了墨月族地部落。
With so few remaining members of the Moon Ink Clan, every commoner was precious. Hence, witches living among them likely had a protective motive.
lín xuān bìng méi yǒu shǐ yòng tiān mó nǐ róng shù ， nà mì fǎ suī rán shén qí ， què yǒu shí xiào dì xiàn zhì 。
林轩并没有使用天魔拟容术，那秘法虽然神奇，却有时效地限制。
Of course, Lin Xuan did not know for sure; these were just his speculations.
tā cóng huái zhōng qǔ chū yī lì huàn xíng dān fú le xià qù 。
他从怀中取出一粒换形丹服了下去。
The Moon Ink Clan belonged to nomadic tribes and originally lived in tents but adapted to their surroundings by building wooden houses here.
zhè zhǒng qīng yè shān yè jiā xiān zǔ yán zhì chū lái dì líng yào ， yě dà yǒu yòng tú ， lín xuān lín zǒu qián ， xiàng yè rú suǒ yào le pèi fāng 。
这种青叶山叶家先祖研制出来地灵药，也大有用途，林轩临走前，像叶茹索要了配方。
Lin Xuan merely used his spirit sense to scan the tribe without much attention. Following Loi’s memories, he flew towards a solitary peak several miles to the left.
ruò fēi tā ， yè jiā zǎo yǐ huī fēi yān miè ， zhè zhǒng xiǎo xiǎo dì yāo qiú ， zì rán dé dào le mǎn zú 。
若非他，叶家早已灰飞烟灭，这种小小地要求，自然得到了满足。
It was strange that this solitary peak wasn’t far from where commoners gathered, yet it had more abundant qi than anywhere else—this was where the dozen or so witches of the tribe resided.
biàn huà chéng luò yī dì mú yàng ， rán hòu zài chuān shàng duì fāng dì fú shì ， cǐ shí dì lín xuān ， huó tuō tuō yí gè wū shī 。
变化成洛伊地模样，然后再穿上对方地服饰，此时地林轩，活脱脱一个巫师。
For cultivators, the more abundant the qi, the better for cultivation. This mountain stood about two thousand meters high and was divided into three layers.
rán ér lín xuān dà yáo dà bǎi dì fēi le jìn qù 。
然而林轩大摇大摆地飞了进去。
The topmost layer, with the most abundant qi, housed the grand elder—a Condensation Core stage witch.
yī lù shàng ， bù duàn yǒu mò yuè zú dì fán rén xiàng tā xíng lǐ ， jiàn dào zhè zhǒng qíng kuàng ， lín xuān bù yóu de yǒu xiē chà yì ， tā yǐ qián xiū liàn dì dì fāng ， bù lùn yǎn zhōu hái shì yōu zhōu ， suī rán bù shǎo yǒu dì wèi dì fán rén ， dōu huò duō huò shǎo tīng shuō guò xiū xiān zhě dì cún zài ， dàn jí shǐ shì huáng shì guì zú ， yě hěn nán yǒu jī huì jiàn guò 。
一路上，不断有墨月族地凡人像他行礼，见到这种情况，林轩不由得有些诧异，他以前修炼地地方，不论兖州还是幽州，虽然不少有地位地凡人，都或多或少听说过修仙者地存在，但即使是皇室贵族，也很难有机会见过。
Below him were the three strongest cultivators in this small tribe—Loi being one of them—and they resided on the second level. At the bottom of the mountain were the dens of over a dozen Spirit Body stage witches.
With such a history, the Moon Ink Clan could easily continue to exist in the most treacherous depths of Quinyi Mountain Range. Even more so, this fifth-stage Jiaolong had demarcated a vast area for them, where even ordinary beasts were not allowed to enter.
Though it had been a million years since the ancient Beast King ascended to the Spirit Realm, his rules remained unbroken and were passed down from generation to generation.
This was why Lin Xuan flew for three days without seeing any birds. According to the memories of that witch, just fly another few hundred miles in this direction, and he would leave the survival range designated by the transformed Divine Jiaolong for them a million years ago.
Though Loi had never been there, according to what the elders said, it was filled with beasts, terrifying beyond measure. Even if Lin Xuan were a mere Foundation Establishment stage witch, let alone someone at Condensation Core or even Essence Body stage, he would not dare venture there lightly.
When Lin Xuan first learned this information, he felt extremely frustrated. How could he possibly return to his own world from such a cursed place?
He couldn't just stay and cultivate here; although the area was devoid of beasts for tens of thousands of miles around, witches and cultivators were sworn enemies. If they discovered him...
He must leave, but how? With his current strength, dealing with two or three third-stage beasts would be no trouble, but more than that, he could only flee in panic.
Not to mention encountering a fourth-stage transformed beast.
Fortunately, there was always a way out. Soon, Lin Xuan found from Loi’s memories that there was a safe path through Quinyi Mountain Range, which could avoid the beasts and lead directly outside.
When he first discovered this, Lin Xuan was thrilled but quickly replaced his joy with worry. Loi only knew of the existence of this path; its exact route remained unknown to him or even the elders of his tribe.
It was said that this path was one of the Moon Ink Clan’s most important secrets, known only by the grand elder of their tribal alliance.
Unlike the Qin Clan, the Moon Ink Clan were nomadic, and they lived in scattered tribes. Even after fleeing to Quinyi Mountain Range, this custom remained unchanged.
The territory allocated by that fifth-stage Divine Jiaolong was vast enough—tens of thousands of miles in all directions—and with the few remaining members of the Moon Ink Clan, it was sufficient for their survival and reproduction.
Loi was a witch from one such small tribe, which had only a few thousand people. There were more than ten witches among them, even the grand elder was a Condensation Core stage cultivator.
Lin Xuan, with his extensive knowledge, knew that Moon Ink Clan’s commoners had a much higher chance of possessing spirit roots compared to the Qin Clan. But in such a small tribe, having over a dozen witches was quite unusual.
Clearly, something significant must have happened to the Moon Ink Clan during these million years.
However, this was not Lin Xuan's concern; his only interest lay in the map that recorded the path.
Unfortunately, it was kept by the grand elder of their tribal alliance.
In Loi’s heart, the grand elder held an almost sacred position because he was the only Essence Body stage witch in Quinyi Mountain Range.
The thought of an Essence Body stage cultivator made Lin Xuan's face break into a bitter smile. The danger and difficulty of trying to obtain something from his hands were beyond measure.
But now, there was no other choice for Lin Xuan; venturing out rashly would be even more perilous.
After some hesitation, Lin Xuan decided on his course of action. He flipped his left hand open, revealing a black storage bracelet with the bag’s mouth facing down. He poured its contents onto the ground.
Lin Xuan ignored most of these items and used his fingers to pick up an jade cylinder. He sank his spirit into it, as expected, finding a map inside.
Just like in the Ten Thousand Mountains where he had obtained a similar map from the witch's remains, this one indicated the location of the Moon Ink Clan’s residence.
Fortunately, Lin Xuan hadn't destroyed that storage bracelet back then.
He felt somewhat relieved. After memorizing the map, Lin Xuan emitted a green glow and transformed into a streak of green light, flying out.
He had decided to first impersonate Loi and return to his tribe to see if there was any opportunity to steal the map from the grand elder.
Of course, if the risk proved too great, he wouldn't act; he would find another way.
Two days later, Lin Xuan finally arrived at the Moon Ink Clan’s tribe. He did not use the Heaven Demon Illusion Technique; though it was a powerful secret technique, it had limitations in terms of duration.
He took out a Shape Transformation Pill from his pocket and swallowed it down.
This spirit herb, developed by the ancestors of the Leaf Family, had many uses, so Lin Xuan had asked Ye Rou for its formula before leaving. If not for him, the Leaf Family would have been wiped out long ago; such a small request was easily granted.
Transforming into Loi’s appearance and donning his clothes, Lin Xuan looked like an ordinary witch.
He flew in with great confidence. Along the way, many commoners of the Moon Ink Clan bowed to him. This surprised Lin Xuan; while he had heard about cultivators in places like Yanzhou and Youzhou during his cultivation, even royal nobles rarely got a chance to see them.
But in the Moon Ink Clan, witches lived among ordinary people.
Was this custom from a million years ago or something they were forced to do after great upheavals? After all, it was Quinyi Mountain Range, and even unexplored inner mountains could have other dangers.
With so few remaining members of the Moon Ink Clan, every commoner was precious. Hence, witches living among them likely had a protective motive.
Of course, Lin Xuan did not know for sure; these were just his speculations.
The Moon Ink Clan belonged to nomadic tribes and originally lived in tents but adapted to their surroundings by building wooden houses here.
Lin Xuan merely used his spirit sense to scan the tribe without much attention. Following Loi’s memories, he flew towards a solitary peak several miles to the left.
It was strange that this solitary peak wasn’t far from where commoners gathered, yet it had more abundant qi than anywhere else—this was where the dozen or so witches of the tribe resided.
For cultivators, the more abundant the qi, the better for cultivation. This mountain stood about two thousand meters high and was divided into three layers.
The topmost layer, with the most abundant qi, housed the grand elder—a Condensation Core stage witch.
Below him were the three strongest cultivators in this small tribe—Loi being one of them—and they resided on the second level. At the bottom of the mountain were the dens of over a dozen Spirit Body stage witches.