Chapter 1025: Chapter 1023: Beneath Fragrant Accumulation Mountain 1
Chapter 1025 Chapter 1023 Beneath Mount Xiangji 1 (1/3)
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
The Blood Moon hung like a hook, the setting sun like blood.
Three hundred thousand li below the Demon Court, there was a place where heaven, earth, and sea met.
The Suspended Sea, the Inverted Heaven, the Whirling Earth.
Three breathtaking, ethereal and peerlessly beautiful wonders of heaven and earth converged here.
And just three hundred li from the Suspended Sea, there was a mountain named Mount Xiangji.
It was said that it had originally been the Dao ground of a half-step Demon Sage named King Xiangji.
But later, because King Xiangji roared at the Demon Court, and on account of his peculiar body fragrance, he was jointly sentenced to execution by several Demon Sages.
They peeled off his skin, split open his bones, and cut out his fragrance sac to make three strange incense sticks, which were offered before the Divine Temple of Undying Wa Huang.
The strange fragrance overflowed, burning bright for a hundred thousand years without extinguishing.
Thus, King Xiangji’s clan was from then on confined within Mount Xiangji, becoming the renowned Incense-Offering Clan of the Heaven Demon Macrocosm.
The meaning of their existence, as the name implies, was to be made into strange incense similar to King Xiangji after death, serving as one of the important ritual props for offering sacrifices to Undying Wa Huang.
Of course, that was all a matter of long ago.
Ever since Undying Wa Huang went missing ten thousand years ago.
This renowned Xiangji Clan had also vanished without a trace, nowhere to be found.
Leaving only this empty Mount Xiangji.
Ten thousand years later, it once again welcomed climbers.
There were four visitors in total.
A Daoist in blue robes carrying a banner, a middle-aged swordsman panting and only able to slump in a reclining chair carried by four Yellow Turban Strongmen.
And a deeply affectionate married couple.
The four climbed Mount Xiangji, gazing at the distant Suspended Sea.
The blue-robed Daoist at the lead laughed. “A quiet place, with wondrous scenery. Let’s stay here for a while.”
“Ignoring perfectly good palaces.”
“Running off to this godforsaken barren mountain.”
“Are you finding me a feng shui treasure spot?”
The middle-aged swordsman in the reclining chair could not help but object. Toward the blue-robed Daoist’s sudden whim, he always sensed some kind of scheme.
“Give your Junior Brother his medicine.”
“He’s talking more and more nonsense now.”
The blue-robed Daoist waved his hand. The couple obligingly stepped forward, using local materials to begin brewing medicine for the middle-aged swordsman.
The blue-robed Daoist went down the mountain alone, finding a flat stretch at the foot of the mountain, nestled by water and forest depths.
He pointed with his hand, drawing a circle.
Then he whistled toward the sky.
Soon, a great bird that blotted out the sky descended, landing before the blue-robed Daoist.
The blue-robed Daoist pointed at the place he had drawn, and said to the great bird.
“Build a few houses.”
“I plan to seclude myself here for a while to relax.”