Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe planned to leave his residence and head back to the Dragon Scale Fruit Tree to collect more seedlings. After all, the more of these precious fruit trees, the better. He planned to wait until Long Shisi successfully refined the Heavenly Demon Pill before leaving. Time flew by, and after so many years, it was time to visit his parents and sister in the Heavenly Demon Sect.

In this land of no spiritual power, there are three major forces: the cultivator alliance, the demon race, and the natives. When Zhao Shanhe was chased by the natives, he ran away not because he was afraid of them, but to confuse Liu Peng, a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage.

This time, Zhao Shanhe wasn't just collecting dragon scale fruit tree seedlings; he was also interested in investigating the natives. If they were truly as wicked as the rumors claimed, they would be ruthlessly eliminated one by one to prevent them from escaping and causing harm to the world after the formation was destroyed. That would be a grave sin.

Things are different now. Zhao Shanhe has given up his original idea. After all, for a man like him who has to pluck feathers from passing geese and clean up the manure pits, the immortal-level formation is undoubtedly a rare and huge treasure. How could he let it go easily?

Yin Jie was assigned to patrol by her grandfather, the clan leader. As she aged, her identity was in danger of being exposed. Just as she was feeling distraught, she saw a bald head pacing beneath a dragon scale fruit tree. A flicker of doubt filled her heart. The fruit wasn't ripe yet, so what was this bald man doing? Was he trying to sabotage it? She gripped her bone spear tightly, aimed, and hurled it with force. She simply wanted to scare the man away from the sacred tree, not to harm him.

Zhao Shanhe realized it was just a warning. He picked up the bone spear in front of him and threw it back without hesitation. He then shouted, "Whether you can understand me or not, call your leader immediately. I have something important to discuss with him."

Yin Jie looked at the bone spear that was deeply embedded in the ground and knew that the opponent was extremely powerful and far beyond her ability to contend with. She ran away without saying a word, and after a while, she came over with a large group of people.

An elderly man stepped out of the crowd, walked forward with steady steps, and performed an ancient and solemn ceremony towards Zhao Shanhe. He began, "Respected sir! We are from the Yin clan of the Great Shang State, and we would like to express our respects to you."

Zhao Shanhe's eyes were as cold as ice. He asked bluntly, "Why on earth are you, the Yin family, trapped in this place?"

The old man's face was filled with bitterness and helplessness, and he spoke in a trembling voice, "Respected strong man, our Yin clan has been trapped in this place for tens of thousands of years! As for the exact reason, I really don't know. Initially, our clan had over a hundred thousand members, but now there are less than a hundred left. Even if our ancestors committed heinous crimes, after such a long time of baptism, it should be enough to atone for them."

Zhao Shanhe's sharp eyes could tell that the old man was not lying, so he said in a deep voice, "I will leave this place soon. You guys take care of yourselves."

Upon hearing this, the old man knelt down before Zhao Shanhe without hesitation and said earnestly, "Respected strong man, please have mercy! When you leave this place, can you take my clever, clever, and loyal grandson, Yin Jie, with you? He can be your slave, and only asks that we continue the Yin family's bloodline."

Zhao Shanhe felt as if ten thousand alpaca horses were galloping through his heart. Taking a slave and then finding him a wife to continue the family line, what kind of slave was that? He responded expressionlessly, "Get up. I don't need a slave."

"Grandfather, I don't want to be a slave unless I ask him." Yin Jie thought to herself that it was not good, and in a hurry she even forgot to pretend.

Zhao Shanhe could never have imagined that the person in front of him, Yin Jie, was actually a woman disguised as a man! He was merely surprised, but had no evil intentions. He wasn't bound to leave the Land of Absolute Spirits, so why bother himself?

At this time, the old man said: "Respected and powerful one, I am willing to offer the most precious treasure of the Yin clan, and I beg you to have mercy and take my granddaughter away."

Before he finished speaking, the Yin people, fluent in the mainland language, relayed the leader's words to everyone present. In an instant, the scene descended into chaos, as everyone seemed intent on deposing the leader.

Seeing this, Zhao Shanhe roared angrily, like a thunderclap, shocking the entire crowd. He sternly declared, "Shut up! Anyone who dares to speak again will have their head chopped off! Old man, quickly present your so-called treasure so I can see if it's worth it. If it is, I'll take your granddaughter with me when I leave."

The old man quickly took out a package and opened it, revealing some dragon scale fruit and two animal hide books. Zhao Shanhe almost drooled at the sight of these two books—one was yellow-level, the other blue-level!

Zhao Shanhe said, "The things are good. I'll take them. I'll take your granddaughter with me. Before I leave, no killing is allowed in the Land of Absolute Spirits, otherwise don't blame me for going on a killing spree. Girl, what are you standing there for? Follow me."

Under her grandfather's expectant gaze, Yin Jie reluctantly followed Zhao Shanhe and slowly left.

As the two of them walked further away, Zhao Shanhe suddenly said, "It's best not to have any thoughts of going back, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Upon hearing this, Yin Jie responded without hesitation, "Bad guy! I will never be your slave. Even if you get my body, you will never get my heart."

Zhao Shanhe sneered and retorted, "With your looks, even if you stood naked before me, I wouldn't be interested in you at all. If you insist on returning, I won't stop you. Let me ask you a question: are you the only woman left in the Yin clan?"

Yin Jie immediately became alert and asked suspiciously, "Why are you asking this? What are your plans for the Yin clan?"

Zhao Shanhe revealed a hint of disdain and said contemptuously, "If I intended to harm the Yin clan, I wouldn't need to resort to any means. For the sake of the treasure, I'll kindly remind you that if you don't want to be captured to continue the family line, it's best to give up the idea of returning home. Those hungry men, even if your grandfather is the clan leader, can't protect you."

Yin Jie didn't argue. Zhao Shanhe's words were true. This was precisely why her grandfather had forced her to disguise herself as a man since childhood. Since the Yin clan's population had steadily dwindled, women had become common property, their fates utterly tragic. Some died from exhaustion during childbirth, while many committed suicide, unable to bear the humiliation. Most women died before their 50th birthday.