Another sunny day, bright sunlight shining down, golden particles rolling in like the morning glow.

Unfortunately, it's not for Wang Wu.

So he didn't bother to look, just closed his eyes to feign sleep, ready to drift into dreams, when suddenly, he heard voices. Those two Human Race Cultivators walked out from the formation of the campsite.

The young one seemed fine, but the older Human Race Cultivator appeared somewhat weak, his face yellowish, as if injured in last night's battle.

But Wang Wu didn't see him getting hurt.

Bao Dachun wasn't able to get close to him at all.

What's going on?

"Senior Brother, is your health alright?"

The young one looked worried.

"No problem, Junior Brother, you did very well. If it weren't for you last night, I might have fallen. That leopard is really sinister, refining Demon King Level Poison into its claws..."

The Senior Brother said weakly, then glanced around and said, "Junior Brother, today is the beginning of autumn, the very moment when the attributes of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi transform. This is important. Any Demon King, Demon General, Demon Soldiers would never give up this opportunity; they'll all strive to absorb the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. Bring me my Celestial Observation Compass. I want to mark the Demon Spirit Monsters with growth potential within a thousand miles. This intelligence should compensate for our losses."

The young one was quick, swiftly retrieving an ancient little wooden plaque. The Senior Brother held the compass in one hand, rapidly forming seals with the other. In the blink of an eye, spells changed endlessly like a blooming flower. Then a golden light rose from the compass, soaring high into the sky, often unnoticed amid the falling golden particles.

Soon, from above the golden light, golden illusions fell, vaguely showing various sinister and terrifying Great Demon apparitions, alongside some known and unknown monster apparitions.

Among these, there were Cyan Wolves, Black Bears, a one-eyed tiger, and a golden mantis as big as a house, standing at the peak of North Mountain, possibly the North Mountain King?

Then the Black Eagle Captain, White Fox Captain, Black Spider Captain, Mountain Eagle Captain, Yellow Rat Captain, Black Bear Captain flashed by one by one.

Including that Big Mountain Cat and last year's Fiery Scorpion King, and so on.

Anyone basking in the sun absorbing the golden particles was thoroughly detected.

In less than a minute, the Senior Brother put away the Celestial Observation Compass, stumbled slightly as if he had overexerted himself, and the young one hurriedly supported him.

"Senior Brother—"

"I'm fine, just overextended my mana. A few days of rest should restore it. Now, you must keep this Celestial Observation Compass safe. If anything happens, we must separate and retreat—"

"Senior Brother, is it that serious!"

The young one was terrified.

"No worries, I only mean in case of an eventuality. It might not actually be that serious, but you must understand, our mission this time is very important—"

At this point, the Senior Brother glanced around again, suddenly raised an eyebrow, and his gaze became instantly severe, "Junior Brother, did you take the array stone from our previous campsite?"

"Huh? The array stone, wasn't it useless? I didn't take it. Last night when you were unconscious, I carried you here, had no time to check the surroundings, ah, it's gone, who took it."

"This—this is Demon Vine Central; aside from us, even those monsters dare not venture in easily. Who could take a useless array stone?"

The young one looked around in panic.

But his Senior Brother suddenly smiled, "No matter, I probably remembered wrong, must have been me who put it away."

With that, they returned to the tent. When the young one entered too, and the tent flap closed, the formation activated, leaving the place empty again. Only by careful observation would one notice small air walls in some places.

Wang Wu had listened to everything from his spot, his heart already in turmoil, filled with fear and alarm.

Damn it, even the Gray Fox's intelligence proves unreliable, claiming Yun Ding City planned to expand three thousand miles, when clearly the Human Race Cultivators intended to conquer the Great Snow Mountain, spearheading their expansion.

The Great Snow Mountain in the east is at least a thousand miles from here, theoretically about nine thousand miles from Yun Ding City.

If the Human Race expands another three thousand miles, it would leave only six thousand miles to the Great Snow Mountain.

This is not Earth, it's the Cultivation Realm, with a six-thousand-mile distance combined with the high ground and a thousand-year-old demon. How stable would a territory pioneered by the Human Race be?

So in such a scenario, a step-by-step nibbling strategy is impossible. The Human Race will undoubtedly prioritize removing the threat of the Great Snow Mountain, and then leisurely, orderly, and securely expand. Isn't that the better way?

"So this war should erupt within a few years, all depending on how well the Human Race lays the groundwork. For instance, these two are clearly secretly sent to gather intelligence on the surrounding Demon Kings."

"Moreover, the Human Race Cultivators really have endless means. The Celestial Observation Compass can actually perceive the potential of both large and small monsters within a thousand miles."

"In addition, does the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi really change with the seasons?"

"So, during the solar terms of the Beginning of Autumn, Winter, Spring, and Summer, absorbing Golden Particles brings great benefits. It's a shame that such a fortunate opportunity has nothing to do with me."

For a moment, Wang Wu felt quite emotional, not only about the importance of this knowledge and experience but also about how, in the Cultivation Realm, the Human Race Cultivators truly had the advantage of time, place, and people. How could the demons have such a foundation?

Although, on the surface, some of the Demon Race's productivity and social organization abilities seemed decent, with the emergence of rough planting and breeding industries, mutual trade, and the registration of the Demon People, it was clearly far from enough.

Ironically, he transmigrated here directly as a demon. What will the future hold?

Alas, the sense of security is declining.

Worrying about this, Wang Wu forcefully made himself fall asleep, ignoring everything else for now and following his own pace and planned schedule.

He slept for an entire day, and when he woke again, it was already nightfall. Looking at the two Human Race Cultivators, it happened that they came out at this time, the senior brother looking somewhat recovered. Without saying a word, they quickly packed up their tent, left the forest, and headed straight for the big river.

Wang Wu followed them from afar, watching as they genuinely crossed the river to the east. Only then did he slip into the river, performing his routine of warming up, and stood guard by the riverbank, fearing that the two Human Race Cultivators would come back to kill him with a surprise attack.

After all, that senior brother seemed very cunning and resourceful. He had clearly noticed something was amiss earlier but pretended not to know, possibly planning something big.

Human Race Cultivators are indeed tricky to deal with.

Keeping watch until just before dawn, Wang Wu almost believed that the two Human Race Cultivators were truly eager to return to Yun Ding City to deliver the intelligence when suddenly, two sneaky figures emerged from the river. Despite the cloaks they wore having considerable concealment effects, having kept an eye on this spot all night, Wang Wu immediately noticed them as they emerged from the water.

Sure enough, these Human Race Cultivators have such dirty minds, lacking any of the trustworthiness they should have.

Watching these two surreptitiously re-enter the forest, Wang Wu smirked, "You want to play with me, huh? Sorry, I don't feel like playing with you!"

He turned and headed in another direction.

Meanwhile, on the hillock, that Human Race senior brother frowned at an Array Stone he had deliberately left behind and at the three layers of traps and mechanisms around it, none of which had been triggered?

Or was it merely a random incident, and he was being overly sensitive?

He said nothing, pondering for a moment. He only retrieved the traps from the ground, left one as bait, and then departed, considering it a surprise for some destined demon.

Wang Wu naturally was unaware of this. During the day, he lay dormant in a corner of the hillock without moving. By dusk, he started silently hunting some Little Demons and collecting ripe berries nearby. Once he gathered enough, reaching 750 satiety points, he returned to the top of the hillock.

This time he didn't find any air walls nearby; instead, he discovered an Array Stone left by those Human Race Cultivators at their second campsite.

Seriously, if there aren't any traps here, I'll write my name backwards.

Wang Wu naturally wasn't interested in triggering any traps. He wasn't in a rush to grind his Paralysis Poison Resistance since he had plenty of time.

Each day, he would quietly wander the hillock occupied by the Devil Vine, occasionally pulling a few strands of the Devil Vine to improve his life.

Yet, it seemed unclear whether those two Human Race Cultivators had damaged the roots of this Devil Vine or if his resistance was too high, as these Devil Vine tendrils seemed to have no effect on him.

Well, except they were a bit numb to chew on.

At most, he devoured almost fifty kilograms in one go, only to feel nothing apart from several acts of kindness.

As days passed and those two Human Race Cultivators never returned, it seemed they had indeed left.

Simultaneously, perhaps due to the arrival of autumn or some other reason, some tendrils of the Devil Vine began to wither.

Their aggressiveness was now significantly reduced.

Upon realizing this, Wang Wu immediately sensed something was amiss. It was just the beginning of autumn, the weather still scorching, and the vegetation lush. How could a peculiar plant like the Devil Vine wither so easily?

"This Devil Vine has definitely been killed by those who were too hasty for quick gains; it's about to die!"

When Wang Wu returned to the top of the hillock and saw the toxic mist's core area again, he was sure of it.

Even after nearly fifteen days, the toxin radiation level was still high, the soil on the ground reeked of malachite, and a layer of intense green toxic mist clung to the ground, refusing to disperse.

It seemed all the Devil Vine's poison had concentrated here.

He wondered what heinous acts those Human Race Cultivators had committed here.

"However, this might be a good thing for me. It can be used to grind toxin resistance."

Wang Wu glanced at another campsite about ten meters away, where the Array Stone still lay. He wondered what kind of trap that Human Race Cultivator had left there?

Anyhow, as long as he didn't fall for it.

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