Mo Fan had been stationed at the Ancient Capital city wall for over half a year.
After more than half a year, Mo Fan's pendant finally leveled up. Moreover, at this moment, Little Loach clearly no longer needed remnant souls and spirit souls to recover.
The collected remnant souls floated within the pendant's world. Looking at the results of his nightly gains over the past six months, Mo Fan was quite satisfied.
Although his progress wasn't exceptionally fast during this half-year, it wasn't slow either. His Fire Element and Thunder Element star clouds both saw increases, and his Shadow Element and Summoning Element also advanced to Elementary Level Three.
Now that Little Loach had advanced, if he poured the Earth Holy Spring into it, he couldn't even imagine how immense the feedback he would receive would be!
That night, the Guardian Mages on the city wall, who had become somewhat familiar with Mo Fan, were puzzled: the extremely strong young man, the one who came to grind every day, hadn't come to guard with them today?
The reason Mo Fan didn't go to guard the city wall was that he was waiting. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that a rich energy from Little Loach's pendant poured into Mo Fan's body.
The moment this energy poured in, Mo Fan felt his Shadow Element and Summoning Element star paths instantly show signs of breaking through. The excess energy even caused his Fire Element and Thunder Element star clouds to grow significantly!
At this moment, Mo Fan understood in his heart that enduring for so long was the right choice!
After he had digested the energy supplied by Little Loach, his Shadow Element and Summoning Element directly expanded into star clouds. His Fire Element even expanded directly to Intermediate Mage Level Two. Although his Thunder Element didn't advance, it was several times larger than before, completely reaching the level of his previous Fire Element star cloud.
This feeling was multiplied, but after the initial rush, Mo Fan could feel that although he had given the Earth Holy Spring to Little Loach, the effect he desired hadn't been achieved. It was just the same as the speed of normal cultivation and the feeling after acquiring spirit souls.
In other words, this Earth Holy Spring was not enough to allow Little Loach to advance to the next level!
However, since he was currently in the Ancient Capital, there still seemed to be a chance for him to advance. He planned to visit a few Wei Ju Villages here, which would also allow him to learn about the magical history preserved in their villages. Primarily, advancing this way also required combat to digest it. Hmm, he was really not after their well water!
Early the next morning, Mo Fan set off directly. Before leaving, he simply left his phone and some clothes in the hotel where he was staying. He wasn't worried that the innkeeper would cheat him; after all, who would casually offend a mage?
Before setting off, Mo Fan also bought some gray garlic, just in case. After all, in the Land of the Undead, the undead were absolutely endless. Although he wasn't weak now, he wasn't particularly strong either. Having gray garlic would significantly increase his safety factor.
However, after buying the gray garlic, Mo Fan cried tears of pain. Damn it, this stuff was more expensive than gold. Although he had made a small profit during this time, everything he ate, drank, and used in the Ancient Capital cost money. For a moment, he truly felt the pain.
He left the Ancient Capital early in the morning.
Mo Fan quickly arrived at the Xianchi area.
Xianchi was merely a place name. It was a stretch of land where vegetation was rarely seen, with soft soil and often fine white sand.
The fine white sand was actually powder formed from bones after being exposed to wind and sun. It looked like salt sprinkled on the ground, so the locals didn't directly say'salt' and called this place'Salty Land'.
Xianchi was simply the flat land at the northern foot of the Qinling Mountains, bordering Xicheng and Chang'an District. Because this area was slightly low-lying and sunken, it looked like a pond on the map, and later it was completely named Xianchi.
A long safety zone was established to the northeast of Xianchi. In other regions, the safety zones were mostly interconnected fortresses, outposts, relay stations, and barriers, forming a model managed by stationed defenders, hunter cities, and the Magic Association.
However, in the Ancient Capital, due to the extremely special demons inhabiting the area, the Ancient Capital's safety zone was not particularly stable, enclosed by long earthen walls to form a clear safety zone.
The earthen walls were protective walls set up by Earth Element mages. Due to their frequent movement, some villages that were originally within the safety zone were inadvertently encircled outside of it.
If this were in coastal, southern, or northern regions, such villages outside the safety zone would be extremely dangerous and would likely not survive for a few years before being trampled by demons with no survivors.
In the Ancient Capital, due to the Wei Ju Clan's special ability to avoid the undead, there were still quite a few villages outside the safety zone. These villages were called 'Miracle Villages' by foreign Magic Associations, and the villagers' courage was sky-high!
But in reality, the reason people in these villages could live safely here was because they were descendants of the Old Qin people.
They were genuine descendants of the Ancient King's people.
The reason these villages were not attacked by demons or harmed by the undead was partly because they did not use any electronic devices, and partly because of the undead's protection.
That's right, it was the undead's protection. Even if the Qinling demons wanted to invade these villages, they would have to pass through undead territory. It might be fine during the day, but at night, they would also become targets of undead attacks. Precisely because they didn't want to provoke these undead, these villages have always been safe and sound.
However, there was a considerable distance from here to that village; it would take at least a full day to reach it.
As night fell, strange sounds emanated from beneath the soil, which was covered in fine, salt-colored sand. They sounded like chewing, or perhaps tapping.
Mo Fan had indeed eliminated many undead during this period, but this was absolutely his first time truly stepping into the Land of the Undead.
And as these strange sounds emerged, he immediately became fully alert.
Suddenly, pairs of withered, decayed, and grotesque arms broke through the earth, like bamboo shoots after rain, writhing and grasping on a small mound less than five meters from Mo Fan!
"Ugh ah!!"
"Ugh aow!!!"
Muffled cries, as if with mud in their mouths, came from all around. Grotesque, strange heads emerged from the muddy ground, their eyes glowing with savage red light as they stared at these nine living beings. The pervasive scent of blood made them even more frenzied, as if they wanted to tear open the ground so they could pounce and devour them in one go!
The undead buried in the soil were all in human form. The Ancient Capital had undergone countless dynastic changes and numerous demon wars; far more people had died than demons. Moreover, these were souls that had accumulated for thousands of years. The land itself was no longer normal soil, but was filled with the death aura that nourished dead things. Once sunlight no longer shone, these dead things would emerge like plants forced to grow, and even if swept away, they would revive after the next death monsoon.