Modern Patriarch: A Xianxia Cultivation Progression Fantasy by Daoist Enigma

Author:Daoist Enigma [Enigma, Daoist]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2024-04-09T00:00:00+00:00

The Gorge of Death, The Labyrinth of the Ancient Chen Clan, the purported inheritance grounds of the legacy families— the Azlak Plains had no dearth of opportunity or danger, though ultimately, the region was vast while the population of cultivators remained tiny in comparison. Though each hegemon had held dreams of expansion, many secrets remained unearthed and sizable sections of the map had grown obsolete with time— for this was a land that had once supported numerous sects and clans, now reduced to a shell of its former glory.

Most cultivators, however, could traverse the Azlak Plains as long as they maintained the due diligence required of a cultivator. For while Spiritual Beasts were a long-standing threat, only the young and the foolish amongst their pack would dare venture alone into the open grasslands of the Azlak Plains, only to be confronted by the bitter truth that the law of the jungle did not apply in face of a group of cultivators that desired its beast core.

The vigilance of patrolling cultivators combined with the value of spiritual beast cores, meat and other byproducts ensured that any wandering beast would be swiftly hunted down by the first sect whose disciple spotted it in the wild. This allowed the mortal villages of Azlak Plains, which were mainly situated near one of the three former hegemons, the subordinate sects and a few near the Grand Sealing Formation, to exist and live their lives out in relative peace.

Yao Shen’s eyes gleamed with interest as he spotted one of those very mortal villages ahead, gently stopping mid-flight as he stopped to examine the structure from afar. Sharpened wooden spikes had been dug around the perimeter of the village, the trunk of a young tree cut down and repurposed for each one that jutted out. It only took one glance for Yao Shen to discern that it was the work of mortals, an impassioned, if ineffective attempt at dissuading weaker spiritual beasts from approaching. The smooth, reinforced grey stone wall that traced the elliptical circumference of the village without any chips or breaks in between barring the village entrance formed the second barrier that any invader would have to overcome— far more effective at its intended purpose.

His divine sense swept through the village, easily identifying a little over a thousand villagers as they went about their duties— weary, bedraggled men dressed in overalls returning after having spent the majority of the day toiling in the fields whilst hawkers attempted to attract their attention with their ever-enthusiastic spiels, offering a wide variety of goods that ranged from farming implements and crude mortal weaponry to a small selection of cured meats likely supplied to them by the Sacred Flame Palace. The women of the village had busied themselves in disciplines that were equally important in keeping the small economy of the village functioning— Yao Shen observed as an aged woman deftly knitted together a sweater in preparation for colder weather, her skill acquired through years or perhaps decades of practice.

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