Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

Chapter 416 - 332: Tree Demon, the Demon God Tribe’s Conspiracy, and a New Discovery

On the journey, Lin Chang’sheng learned that the middle-aged man was named Gao Lin, and the young woman was Zhao Shuang’Er.

Gao Lin was considered a major leader in the Demon God Tribe.

And Zhao Shuang’Er was the granddaughter of the tribe’s Shaman.

When Lin Chang’sheng asked why the tribe had a Shaman, Gao Lin didn’t answer.

Even when Lin Chang’sheng asked what their purpose was for traveling outside this time, Gao Lin only replied ambiguously.

This made Lin Chang’sheng raise his guard toward the Demon Race Tribe.

Soon, under Gao Lin’s guidance, the group of more than thirty people followed a winding path for over half an hour, until a towering, heavily wooded mountain range appeared before them.

"We’re almost there!"

Gao Lin revealed a slight smile and then added, "Remember, don’t use your Divine Sense to scan the forest at will. Doing so will displease the Demon God!"

This made Lin Chang’sheng, who had just been about to release his Divine Sense, stop at once. Since the other party said so, it would be rather rude to insist on investigating further himself.

"I really didn’t expect that people from the Human Race could still survive here. It’s truly rare!"

"Yeah! Looks like they’ve been living here for generations, fighting Demon Beasts every day—a life lived on edge. Still, the Southern Realm is so much better than this!"

"Of course, but living on a knife’s edge, their cultivation’s way stronger than ours! Don’t be fooled by how young that girl looks—only seventeen or eighteen, but she’s already got Nascent Soul Cultivation. Can you believe that?"

"No way! Nascent Soul Stage?"

...

All around, several disciples trailed behind the group, whispering among themselves.

Some talked about how tough cultivating was in this place, while others envied the strength of the woman ahead’s cultivation.

If it weren’t for her powerful cultivation, there’s no way she would’ve survived the Thundering Eagle’s attack.

A short while later, everyone arrived at the foot of the mountain.

There, the trees on the mountains swayed with no wind, as if alive; their branches looked as sharp as swords.

Lin Chang’sheng had no doubt that if anyone stepped into the forest, these Demon Trees would absolutely attack.

These trees had already gained sentience and become Tree Demons.

"What is this?"

Lin Chang’sheng asked in surprise. No wonder they call themselves the Demon God Tribe—maybe it’s connected to these Demon Trees?

"Everyone, don’t be alarmed. This is the protective barrier of our Demon God Tribe. If the tribe has survived this long, it’s thanks to the Demon Trees’ help! I’ll make an offering first, then we’ll head up the mountain!"

As Gao Lin finished speaking, he took several long nails wrapped with red string from his Storage Bag and threw them, sticking them into several ancient trees.

Then he pulled out a few large jars, placing the ends of the red strings into them.

When the jars were opened, a pungent bloody odor immediately spread out.

The moment the Demon Trees sensed the scent of blood, they seemed to awaken, shaking their branches and unleashing Demonic Power that traveled along the red strings, sucking blood from the jars.

Since Gao Lin wouldn’t let him probe with Divine Sense, Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t scrutinize the Demon Trees closely.

But from the feel of it, the Demon Trees’ strength was probably around the Nascent Soul Stage. Relying on Nascent Soul Stage Demon Trees to protect the tribe’s survival seemed unlikely, though.

Lin Chang’sheng felt that, to truly safeguard the tribe, there would need to be at least someone at the Void Refining level.

But, since he’d only just met these people, Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t ask too much yet.

After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the jars’ blood had been entirely drained by the Demon Trees.

Now, satisfied, the Demon Trees returned to a resting state, looking no different from ordinary big trees.

"Let’s go!"

Seeing the trees calm down, Gao Lin immediately led everyone into the forested mountains.

The giant trees within the forest grew even larger—some trunks were as wide as a person, and some roots were thicker than a man, rising a hundred meters tall and blocking all the falling raindrops from the sky.

The forest was unusually quiet. Besides the sound of their footsteps, there was no other noise.

Most likely, all other living things had already been devoured by the Demon Trees.

After traveling for about half an hour, Gao Lin led Lin Chang’sheng and the others to a cliff up ahead.

There were quite a few arm-thick iron chains embedded in the rock wall, suggesting people often came and went via this spot.

"Everyone, remember—after entering the tribe, don’t use magic, or you’ll anger the Demon God, and that’ll be real trouble!"

Gao Lin warned them once more.

Lin Chang’sheng and the others agreed.

Then, everyone jumped off the cliff.

The drop was a hundred zhang deep, with layers of mist below, making it impossible to see what was underneath.

Once through the thick mist, however, an idyllic hidden paradise appeared below.

Beneath the cliff ran a small creek, and beside the brook stood many wooden houses, with tribe members fishing and washing clothes along the banks.

It truly looked like a utopian wonderland.

Lin Chang’sheng never expected that, in such an apocalyptic place, there would still be somewhere so peaceful.

"Leader Gao, you’re finally back! Who are these people?"

As soon as they landed, an old man about seventy years old hurried over.

Though his body was hunched, his steps were still strong, crossing several hundred meters in just a few strides.

The old man’s gaze filled with suspicion when he saw Lin Chang’sheng and the rest.

"Chief, we met with an accident on the way, and all the other tribe members perished. If not for Lin here’s help, Shuang’Er and I wouldn’t have made it back alive! So I took the liberty of letting them stay as guests—please forgive me!"

Gao Lin explained honestly, which clearly surprised the old man.

Who would’ve thought Lin Chang’sheng had such ability? Enough to save Gao Lin and the others?