How Can Something So Wrong Felt So Right All Along(Ongoing)

Competition (I): Beast

The Baozang mountains carries a dew on the ground, the leaves of the trees rustling creating a tranquil environment as wind goes by.

Wang ZhenXian and company assembled right away as spoken by Xiao Cheng. The other disciples also assembled with their League. Mo Xiulin looks bewildered and promising in his stead.

Waiting for the announcement the youth only nodded his head when Xiao Cheng said that the competition would span for almost a year.

Baozang mountains is an unpredictable mountain that changes it's landscape every month. As a matter of result, the one that would be sent in the place finds it complicated to go out of the Baozang mountain and there is a famous saying for the area "watch out for snakes or no return".

It looks like a maze but not entirely a maze. The demonic beast hiding in the depths are inevitably hard to avoid thus, when going inside one foot is already on the grave.

As the rules and regulations were being announced, Wang ZhenXian can't help but gulp, his adams apple bobbed. He never expected things to turned out like this.

Many teams have surrendered and only about 50 percent remained unmoving and tried to challenge the formidable competition.

"...Everyone must be careful entering the depths of Baozang mountains."

Wang ZhenXian only heard that being said and they walk to a distance entering the rough terrain on the side mountains.

"Should we find a river from here? I am sure high level magic herbs grow in cold areas." Wen Chengling said in full seriousness as his fan closes and puts his arms on his back.

"It would be good if we have a map." Bai Xingzi commented. Eyes on the surroundings as he observed the movements of other animals.

"No one is given a map. But, maybe other groups have." Lou JianHeng said contemplating. He tried to find the look for the other groups but no one is left.

The different Sect went to different places it surely is a mess as the leagues went to same direction but they are not from the same Sect.

Wang ZhenXian ponders for a bit and halted his steps. He felt like he forget something important. The three who noticed his movements stops in their steps and looks at him: "What is wrong ZhenXian Xiong?"

Playing his fan, Wen Chengling went to the other party and raised his straight brows.

Wang ZhenXian noticed the three but didn't mind them, he rack his brain until he find some clues and took out something on his soul ring.

He lay the thing on the ground. It is a white delicate pouch embroidered with sky blue clouds it looks fashionably simple.

Lou JianHeng clicked his tongue and asked: "What is that?"

Wang ZhenXian opened the pouch and saw a lot of things. He slowly took out each of the content. He doesn't know whether to laugh or cry. This is the pouch Shen Yue has given to him by the name of Huangdi, his father.

He was blinded by the stream of light that emerged on the bag as he took it out a gold ingots splayed on the ground. Followed by another bundle of sky blue clothing that has a design of luxury he can't help but squinted his eyes.