Chapter 37 Ghost Marketi

Translator: 549690339

Shen Yuan, who had insight into everything, clearly understood that the Zhennan Army’s blocking the road and evacuating the public was not due to the so-called landslide.

And if the Zhennan Army could resolve the situation in a short period of time, they would never make such a fuss and choose to evacuate the residents here, even if it lasted until tomorrow morning, they would still not cancel the blockade.

The Maine Coon only remembered that the feast of the Fubo Pond Dragon King was scheduled for the next few days, if they really waited until the blockade was lifted, it would be too late.

Shen Yuan simply took the initiative to leave the car and went to Qing Province on his own.

Of course, Shen Yuan did not head towards the area blocked by the Zhennan Army, but chose to detour through another piece of woodland.

Upon entering the forest, the Maine Coon, who had been maintaining the Eye- Blocking Method, finally breathed a sigh of relief, undoing the Demon Art and resuming its massive stature.

For the Maine Coon, whose size was comparable to that of a tiger, the cramped space of the back seat of the car was nothing short of torture.

It would rather choose to run to Qing Province on its own four legs than experience the discomfort of riding in a car again.

Roaming through the forest, the Maine Coon ran wildly like a tiger returning to the mountains.

There were numerous small animals around curiously examining the large creature in front of them that looked like a tiger but was not, and the Maine Coon let out an annoyed low growl, causing the little animals to scatter instantly.

After all this was done, the Maine Coon dutifully returned to Shen Yuan’s side, whispering complaints to him:

“That human was really impolite, he actually suggested to sell me right in front of me.”

Shen Yuan smiled wryly, “He made such a statement because he didn’t really see you as an independent being with intelligence.

In his eyes, you are merely a pet, and naturally, he won’t consider these issues.”

Upon hearing these words, the Maine Coon paused, its sharp tiger teeth revealing some ferocity, and it let out a low growl:

“So this is what humans are like… Of course, except for you, sir.”

Shen Yuan laughed and shook his head, “This has nothing to do with humans, nor with good or evil.

Survival of the fittest is the way of life under nature. In the era of Spirit Energy depletion, humans could develop such a thriving civilization without relying on Spirit Energy, and naturally possess arrogance looking down upon other creatures.

All of this stems from the heritage of the Human Clan, so naturally, humans would not be willing to share all that they have created with the monster tribe.

Even if you possess the same wisdom and the same power as them, it would still be the same.”

At these words, the Maine Coon’s anger subsided considerably, and its tiger eyes revealed a thoughtful look.

In the past, it merely instinctively wanted to stand against humans, to stand against the status and resources held by humans, and wanted to achieve social status equivalent to humans, but it did not realize that it was humans who created human society.

“So in your view sir, how should the monster tribe handle this?”

“The path that the monster tribe has to walk is still too long. They need to gain the qualifications to truly communicate with the Human Clan, need to learn the knowledge of the Human Clan, and need to truly integrate into the Human Clan.

But…all of these are but useless fantasies.”

The Maine Coon was absolutely stunned, “Why would you say that, sir?”

Shen Yuan looked at the Maine Coon meaningfully.

“The tide of Spirit Energy is returning, but in the foreseeable future, this prosperous era of cultivation will one day decline again.

When the era of Spirit Energy depletion comes, the monster tribe, without the support of Spirit Energy, will no longer be able to give birth to monsters with Spiritual Wisdom, and even monster blood will gradually degenerate into beasts without rationality.

By then, the only thing the monster tribe could do is to preserve their knowledge and legacy in their bloodline, waiting for the next tide of Spirit Energy to come.”

“This world, is inherently unfair.”

The Maine Coon was completely frozen in place.

But it was Bai Xue, who was in Shen Yuan’s arms, who was even more shocked than the Maine Coon.

A look of bewilderment and helplessness appeared in her beautiful heterochromatic eyes for the first time. Her worldview was undergoing serious devastation.

From the moment she was born, she, the one with noble bloodline, was endowed with a plethora of valuable inheritances, accompanied by a sense of mission that other members of the monster tribe did not have.

Initiating a rise of the Cat Tribe, and even of the entire monster tribe, so that they are able to engage in equal dialogue with humans.

However, Shen Yuan told her that all of this is in vain, the depletion and restoration of Spirit Energy is an unending cycle that the monster tribe cannot escape from.

For a little kitty who was less than a month old, this was undoubtedly a huge blow.

The Maine Coon that was beside her finally digested Shen Yuan’s words. It followed again but it wasn’t as enthusiastic as before.

It merely followed by Shen Yuan’s side silently, occasionally glancing at Bai Xue in Shen Yuan’s arms.

Ordinary members of the monster tribe would never think about things like an equal dialogue with humans. What they worship is absolute power.

Only Bai Xue and the Maine Coon, who was influenced by Bai Xue, would consider these issues that seem incredibly foolish to the ordinary monster tribe.

The Maine Coon remained silent, but at this moment, Shen Yuan voiced a question that had puzzled him for a long time.

“As a cat demon, why do you look so much like a tiger and possess the Tiger Tribe’s natural divine power, Bronze Head Iron Arm?”

At these words, the Maine Coon looked somewhat uneasy, and Bai Xue in Shen Yuan’s arms also awoke from the severe shock, her little face showing a guilty expression.

When she first met the severely injured Maine Coon right after she was born, the best way to save it was to give it some sort of inherited memory to transform it into a member of the monster tribe.

But young Bai Xue did not understand the difference between tiger demons and cat demons. In little Bai Xue’s eyes, the size of the Maine Coon was comparable to that of a huge tiger, so she gave the legacy of tiger demons to the Maine Coon.

The power brought by the inherited memory made the Maine Coon increasingly tiger-like.

“Maybe, maybe it’s because I awakened the Tiger Tribe’s legacy?”

The Maine Coon mumbled ambiguously.

Shen Yuan was just curious and didn’t persist with this question. Seeing the Maine Coon looking uncomfortable, he didn’t continue to inquire.

By this time, a considerable amount of time had passed since Shen Yuan entered the jungle. Normally, with their speed, they should have already crossed this forest.

But Shen Yuan was still in the forest, unable to see the road through the dense vegetation.

The sunset was about to fall, and the afterglow of the setting sun spilled onto the earth, rendering the vibrant jungle a sense of ending and decay.

Shen Yuan halted, looking at the seemingly endless jungle before him.

He had deliberately avoided the previous mountain range, but he was still trapped in the disoriented environment. This was enough to suggest that the cause of everything seemed to be not just a particular area or a certain creature.

Everything that was revealed here was closer to some sort of natural phenomenon.

Placing Bai Xue on the Maine Coon’s head casually, Shen Yuan stopped trying to explore the path ahead.

Gazing at the yellow sunset that seemed to carry a sense of decay, Shen Yuan said impassively:

“Slash!”

The next moment, a white light rose from his Storage Ring, and the entire Morning Glow Purple Qi that had been refined in his body for several days was infused into the Darkness-Light Sword.

With a surge of Divine Sense, the Bronze Ancient Sword seemed to turn into the rising morning sun, carrying a touch of majestic purple qi, slashing towards the dim sunset.

When the flying sword slashed down, the false, dim sunset shattered in an instant. The original sunset glow covering the earth was swallowed by the dark night, and beyond the false twilight, the night had long fallen.

The surrounding forest had disappeared, and a village lit with fragmented lights emerged before Shen Yuan’s eyes in the distance.

The Maine Coon’s fur stood on end, because on the banner outside the village, it could clearly see two characters.

Ghost Market!