The Ordinary Man's Guide to Fast Travel

Chapter 438 Entering the Cultivation World 29

Wen Fufeng was surrounded, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He clenched his teeth, his eyes full of determination and resoluteness.

The spirits around were becoming increasingly frantic. They let out sharp hissing sounds, as if mocking this presumptuous intruder.

A spirit shaped like a wild wolf, with a translucent body and flashing a strange blue light, suddenly pounced towards Wen Fufeng.

Wen Fufeng dodged to the side and swung the sword in his hand. The sharp sword energy swept through, and part of the spirit's body instantly dissipated, but it soon condensed again.

"Hmph, you guys think you can stop me!" Wen Fufeng shouted angrily, his face full of anger and fearlessness.

At this time, several more spirits emerged from the darkness.

One of the spirits, which looked like a python, opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a black smoke.

Wen Fufeng quickly covered his mouth and nose and quickly retreated. Wherever the smoke went, the grass and trees withered instantly.

"Damn it!" Wen Fufeng cursed, and the sword in his hand danced faster, with heavy sword shadows, trying to resist the attacks of the spirits.

In the chaos, a small spirit, shaped like a fox, quietly circled behind Wen Fufeng and grabbed his back with its sharp claws.

Wen Fufeng only felt a sharp pain in his back, and blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

He endured the pain, turned around and kicked the fox spirit away, roaring: "Shameless bastard, how dare you sneak attack!"

However, the attacks did not stop.

A huge bear-like spirit took heavy steps, and every step made the ground tremble slightly.

It waved its huge bear paw, creating a gust of wind.

Wen Fufeng was shocked by this force and retreated repeatedly, almost falling to the ground.

"I can't fall down, I must get the Soul Grass!" Wen Fufeng shouted in his heart, and he mustered up his courage again and rushed towards the bear-like spirit.

He nimbly avoided the bear's paw attack, leaped onto the spirit's back, and stabbed it fiercely with the sword in his hand.

The spirit roared in pain and twisted its body wildly, trying to throw Wen Fufeng off.

Wen Fufeng held the hilt tightly, not daring to relax. At this moment, other spirits took the opportunity to rush over, some biting his legs, and some grabbing his arms.

Wen Fufeng's body was covered with scars, but his eyes remained firm.

"I won't give up, Yaoyao is still waiting for me!"

The spiritual energy in his body burst out, forming a powerful shock wave that temporarily repelled the surrounding spirits.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wen Fufeng took a breath and observed the surrounding environment.

He discovered that these spirits seemed to be driven by some force, and their attacks became more organized and disciplined.

"What is controlling you?" Wen Fufeng frowned, his heart full of doubts.

Suddenly, a sinister laugh came from the darkness: "Haha, boy, why are you here?"

Wen Fufeng looked towards the direction of the voice with vigilance and shouted, "Who is it? You are hiding your head and showing your tail. Come out if you have the guts!"

A dark figure slowly walked out of the darkness. His face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes flashing red. "I am the master of this Nether Valley. As for who I am, you don't need to know."

Before coming here, he didn't know much about the bottom of the Nether Valley.

But being able to reveal one's identity must be relevant.

Whether it is true or not, he deserves respect.

So, he stepped forward and said respectfully: "Senior, I have no choice but to barge in here. Someone in my family is seriously ill and is dying. Only this soul grass can save his life. I beg you to show me mercy and let me get this soul grass."

The black shadow sneered, "Humph, this Soul Grass is a rare item in the Nether Valley. How could I let you take it so easily?"

Wen Fufeng hurriedly clasped his fists and said earnestly: "Senior, I know very well that this herb is precious. If you allow me to take it away, I will definitely repay you for your great kindness in the future."

The shadow was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Repay? How can a young boy like you repay me? Besides, I don't need your repayment, it's meaningless. If you want it, come and exchange it. If you have anything you can exchange with me, show it to me."

Wen Fufeng was slightly startled, and then quickly thought in his mind what treasure he had that could impress the master of the Nether Valley in front of him.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out a jade pendant with a dragon pattern that emitted a warm glow, and said, "Senior, this jade pendant is a family heirloom. It is said to be carved from ancient spiritual jade. The wearer can resist the invasion of inner demons and avoid going astray during cultivation. Although I have not yet understood all its mysteries, I believe it must be valuable to you."

The black shadow took a look at the jade pendant and snorted coldly: "You want to exchange a mere jade pendant for the soul grass? It's simply a foolish dream!"

Wen Fufeng's heart tightened, and he continued to search his body. He took off a brocade bag from his waist, which contained several purple gold pills that were shining with strange light. He said anxiously: "Senior, these pills are what I got from a mysterious ruins after going through many hardships. This pill is called 'Top Grade Gathering Spirit Pill'. After taking it, it can gather a lot of spiritual power in a short period of time, helping people break through the bottleneck of cultivation, and it also has the miraculous effect of healing injuries and detoxification."

The shadow flicked his sleeves, and the pills scattered all over the ground. He said disdainfully: "These ordinary pills are useless to me."

He looked at Wen Fufeng coldly and said, "Boy, it's not that easy to get the Soul Grass. I've set up nine levels of obstacles here. If you can break through them all, the Soul Grass will be yours."

Wen Fufeng's eyes were firm, and he cupped his hands and said, "Okay, I will definitely do my best."

"Then go ahead!"

The eyes of the master of the Nether Valley flashed red, and Wen Fufeng came to a place of fire that seemed to be able to devour everything in the world.

The blazing fire was like a giant beast with bared fangs and claws, leaping and raging wildly. The extremely hot temperature seemed to be able to melt everything in an instant, making it unbearable for people to just get close to it.

As soon as Wen Fufeng stepped in, he felt as if his skin was pierced by countless scalding needles, burning painfully.

Even though he was already a cultivator with skin and bones of iron, he could still feel the pain deep in his bones.

He closed his eyes tightly, concentrated his mind, and mobilized the latent spiritual power in his body.

I saw a faint light blue protective barrier slowly forming on his body surface, temporarily isolating the terrifying high temperature.

Despite this layer of protection, every step forward seemed as if a tremendous force was blocking him, making his steps heavy and difficult.