I cultivate the Chaos Technique

After the leader issued the order to withdraw the members outside the sect, the Shadow Cult retreated swiftly like a tide, disappearing without a trace as if it had never existed in this world.

The threat that once loomed over Anlin Pass like a dark cloud gradually dissipated.

The entire Anlin Pass was immersed in a joy of surviving a calamity. The people and soldiers in the city could finally relax after being tense for so long.

To celebrate the successful repelling of the invading monsters and the Shadow Cult, the entire city of Anlin Pass was filled with jubilation. The streets and alleys were decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and grand banquets were held.

On the main street, long tables are lined up one after another, stretching as far as the eye can see.

The spacious table was laden with a dazzling array of mouthwatering delicacies. These foods were not merely simple fare; they contained extremely rich and powerful spiritual energy, which could increase one's spiritual power and enhance one's cultivation level.

The first thing that catches the eye is a fragrant whole roasted lamb, placed in the very center of the table, like a fine work of art.

The whole roasted lamb has an enchanting golden-yellow skin that is incredibly crispy. Under the blazing firelight, it glitters with dazzling light, and the dripping fat is like a sparkling gem.

When the chef gently cuts open the outer skin with a sharp knife, the tender and juicy lamb eagerly reveals itself, releasing an irresistible aroma along with the rising steam.

Then look at those exquisite pastries, which are carefully crafted into all sorts of adorable shapes by skillful pastry chefs.

Some resemble delicate, blooming flowers, while others are shaped like auspicious beasts. They are colorful and vibrant, truly exquisite works of art.

When you put it in your mouth, you can instantly feel the wonderful sensation of it melting in your mouth. The sweetness is just right, not cloying at all. The delicate and smooth texture is like a light cloud slowly melting on the tip of your tongue, leaving a sweet taste in your mouth that is unforgettable.

In addition, there were huge piles of fresh fruit.

These fruits were all freshly picked from the orchards near Anlin Pass. Each one was exceptionally translucent and exuded a natural, fresh fruity aroma.

Clusters of glistening purple grapes hang from the vines like rubies, each one plump and round.

The bright red apples, like shy little girls blushing, are adorable; while the baskets of golden pears, like tiny gourds, gleam with an enticing sheen. No matter the fruit, a bite releases a burst of sweet, refreshing juice that flows freely in your mouth.

Of course, fine wine is an absolutely indispensable part of such a lavish banquet.

One by one, the wine jars were opened, and a rich, mellow aroma quickly filled the entire space. This fine wine was a unique specialty of Anlin Pass, meticulously brewed over many years. Its color was as warm and inviting as amber. Just a small sip was enough to leave a lingering, smooth taste in the throat, making one intoxicated and unable to tear oneself away.

People poured wine into large bowls, toasted each other, and laughter echoed throughout the city.

Children frolic and play among the crowd, holding colorful sugar figurines in their hands, their faces beaming with innocent smiles that are brighter than the sunshine, as if all the suffering had never existed.

The soldiers temporarily laid down their weapons and celebrated with the civilians. Their faces beamed with the pride of victory as they recounted their heroic deeds in battle. The thrilling moments of killing enemies on the battlefield, the touching times of comrades helping each other—all became stories in their mouths, each tale told vividly and passionately, stirring the hearts of those around them.

The generals moved between the various banquets, raising their glasses with soldiers and civilians to express their gratitude for their contributions and support during the war.

The city lord also appeared at the banquet, and his arrival was met with cheers.

With a smile, he expressed his gratitude to the people for their dedication and hard work in Anlin Pass during this difficult time.

His gaze swept across everyone's face, his eyes filled with satisfaction and warmth. Amidst this lively and festive atmosphere, Zhang Yifan was also surrounded by the crowd.

During his time at Anlin Pass, he had already become a hero in people's hearts.

The people toasted him, thanking him for his bravery in the battle. If it weren't for his help, Anlin Pass might have already fallen into darkness.

Zhang Yifan responded to everyone's enthusiasm one by one, and his heart was filled with emotion.

In this unfamiliar place, he found a sense of belonging, a sense of mission to fight for what he wanted to protect.

However, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yifan had been staying in Anlin Pass for a month.

During that month, he kept a close eye on the surrounding area every day. Once he was sure that the Shadow Cult and the demon race would not bother him again, he knew it was time to say goodbye.

He has his own goals and journey in mind, and Anlin Pass is just one stop on that journey.

On this day, Zhang Yifan came to the city lord's mansion to bid farewell to the city lord.

The city lord looked at him, his eyes filled with both reluctance and understanding.

"Zhang Engong, are you really leaving? The people of Anlin Pass will miss you."

"The city lord said with emotion." Zhang Yifan nodded slightly and said:

"Lord City Lord, I'm also reluctant to leave this place. But I still have my own path to walk. I need to go to Youzhou to find the Seven Treasures Rejuvenation Pill to save my senior sister. All good things must come to an end. For the time being, the Dark Hidden Sect and the demon beast horde will not return."

The city lord patted him on the shoulder:

“I understand your choice, Zhang Engong. You are a man of great ambition. We will always remember everything you have done for Anlin Pass this past month. If you have the opportunity in the future, we hope you can come back and visit again.”

“It will definitely happen, Lord City Lord,” Zhang Yifan said.

After bidding farewell to the city lord, Zhang Yifan packed his bags and embarked on the road to Youzhou.

He looked back at the towering walls of Anlin Pass, his heart filled with emotion. Here, he had experienced fierce battles, made many friends, and created many precious memories.

But the road ahead still beckoned to him, and with anticipation for the future and a deep longing for Anlin Pass, he walked further and further away. After leaving Anlin Pass, Zhang Yifan walked alone on the road leading to Youzhou.

The journey from Yuzhou to Youzhou is fraught with peril and challenges. First, one must traverse the infamous Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, a place shrouded in demonic energy and eerie terror, where countless ferocious monsters lurk, and a moment's carelessness could turn one into their meal.

Following the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is the turbulent Thousand Water River, whose waters are swift and icy cold. The aquatic monsters in the river are exceptionally ferocious, making it no easy task to cross safely.

Even after successfully crossing the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons and the Thousand Water River, a rugged and difficult road still awaits them. The mountain path is winding and thorny, and every step must be taken with utmost care, otherwise it is easy to fall into a deadly situation from which one cannot escape.

However, despite the many difficulties ahead, the brave and fearless adventurers resolutely embarked on this journey, each carrying their own goals and beliefs, determined to overcome all hardships and obstacles to reach the distant Youzhou.