Chapter 4286: Clues Editor: Henyee Translations Please continue reading on ΒOXΝʘVEL.ϹΟM . Er, was she planning to make him a kept man? Ling Han couldn’t help but laugh in spite of himself. There would actually come a day when he would become someone’s kept man. “Little brother, your smile is truly captivating!” Mi Qingdie licked her lips, looking like she wanted nothing more than to swallow Ling Han whole. Ling Han waved his hand dismissively, and said, “Apologies, I only sell my skill, not my body.” “If Big Sister doesn’t pay money, then it can’t be considered as selling body,” Mi Qingdie said shamelessly. Ling Han was almost rendered speechless. This woman was truly shameless. He pulled out his sleeve, and was just about to leave. “What’s the hurry?” Mi Qingdie’s figure swayed, blocking the entrance. Ling Han merely smiled. Xiu, he had already brushed past her. This was no big deal. “Little brother!” Mi Qingdie hurriedly chased after him, “Wait for Big Sister.” Ling Han naturally ignored her. He strode off, his speed extremely fast. Mi Qingdie set off in hot pursuit. It had not been just one or two days since she had coveted Ling Han’s “strength”. Ling Han ignored her, and strode forwards. (vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display("vi_765923973")}) Yi? Just as he stepped out of the battlefield, he saw a person. Little Lord Wolf, Zuwa An. That’s right. This top-notch second-generation descendant of the Wolf Tribe had now gained another nickname. Naturally, it was because he had “awakened” the Wolf Tribe bloodline, and had obtained it by running naked all over the city in pursuit of Lin Yun. “Little Lord Wolf!” Ling Han called out. Zuwa An instantly felt an urge to smack him. In his eyes, this nickname was a great humiliation, but when he saw Ling Han, a feeling of reverence rose up from the bottom of his heart. That was a fear and obedience that came from deep within his bones. “What, what’s the matter?” He pretended to be calm. “Help me block the lunatic behind me,” Ling Han said. With a flash, he had passed them. Zuwa An could already see Mi Qingdie behind him. He wanted nothing more than for her to swallow Ling Han whole and skin him alive. However, he couldn’t resist Ling Han’s command from the bottom of his heart, so he could only step out to block her. “Zuwa An, don’t ruin my business!” Mi Qingdie said in displeasure. Seeing that Ling Han would soon disappear without a trace, she felt irritated. Zuwa An humphed, and said, “Scram, don’t trifle with me!” “Heh, after awakening your bloodline, even your temper has become hot.” Mi Qingdie was also very angry. Boom! The two of them immediately began fighting, and for a moment, it was incredibly intense. Ling Han didn’t walk too far. Instead, he stopped after turning a corner, and began to watch the show from the shadows. He was observing just how great the influence of the Great Emperor Horn was on Zuwa An. “It seems like this can really command the Wolf Tribe, even if it is only a half-assed Wolf Tribe like Zuwa An.” “Hehe, this seems to be useful.” Ling Han turned around and left. A day later, he paid a visit to this Little Lord Wolf. After receiving the report, Zuwa An reluctantly invited Ling Han in. “What are you doing here?” he asked, putting on a fierce appearance but actually feeling cowardly. Ling Han smiled faintly, “I’m here to see a friend.” Who is your friend? Who the hell is your friend? Zuwa An mocked internally, but did not dare show it on his face. He merely humphed. After Ling Han rambled on for a while, he began to beat around the bush, probing to see if Zuwa An knew any secrets regarding the Source Dao Stone mine. He was the most beloved grandson of a Venerate Tier elite, so there was a chance that he could win. It wasn’t long before a smile spread across his face. Zuwa An actually knew about this. It was extremely likely that the Source Dao Stone mine was located in the Black Cloud Mountain outside the city. The news was not absolute, because Zuwa An only knew that the Blood Crow Venerate would make a trip to the Black Cloud Mountain every once in a while. Going by this deduction, it was somewhat possible that the Black Cloud Mountain was the location of the Source Dao Stone mine. Ling Han nodded, and soon left. He did not move at the first instant, but rather continued to battle in the Dark Battlefield, earning Source Dao Stones. He had already entered this space for a year, and his cultivation level had also reached the middle stage of the Fourth Form. His improvement could be considered quite astonishing. However, it was not that he had not paid a price, sacrificing more than three hundred years of his lifespan. A True Self Tier possessed a theoretical lifespan of 10,000 years, so he could still afford expending a lifespan of 300 years. After all, once he broke through to the Spirit Transformation Tier, his lifespan limit would be increased to 20,000 years. Practically every few days, there would be people arriving at the City of Death. They were either exiles or people who had come here to train, and recently, there had been a wave of people entering. People arrived almost every day. And a rookie very quickly rose to fame, and was very forceful. When this person’s name reached Ling Han’s ears, he couldn’t help but feel surprised, because it was actually Ding Shu. Why had this guy come here? Ling Han pondered for a moment. Perhaps it was because the Buddhist Race of the North Heavenly Realm no longer had enough resources to support the advancement of his cultivation level. For super geniuses like them, their ability to comprehend Dao was spine-chillingly strong. As long as there was endless cultivation resources, their cultivation level would soar. On the other hand, for ordinary prodigies, even if they had Source Dao Stones, they wouldn’t be able to. If they weren’t skilled enough in comprehending Dao, forcibly raising their cultivation level would only result in their own demise. Thus, Ding Shu’s choice was the same as his. Ling Han thought for a moment, and ignored this. After being silent for so many days, it was time for him to go to the Black Cloud Mountain to take a look. He quietly left the city, and soon arrived at his destination. This was an incredibly tall mountain, like a great sword that pierced directly into the clouds. Ling Han searched in the mountains, releasing his divine sense to search inch by inch. Unfortunately, there were no ley lines here that he could borrow. Otherwise, the speed of his exploration could be increased tenfold, or even a hundredfold. As long as there was no battle, he would explore here, but after half a month, he still did not find any clues. He made another trip to Zuwa An’s place to find out more about the situation. Then, he went to the Black Cloud Mountain again. —The Blood Crow Venerate would be coming here recently. He waited, and true enough, only two days later, an elite appeared, landing at the summit. Was it the Blood Crow Venerate? Ling Han had never seen him before, but he could sense his terrifying aura. He was indeed a Venerate Tier elite. He took out the Void Beast hide, and used the Strange Shadow Steps. Under the double cover, he finally headed towards the summit. Xiu, xiu, xiu, xiu! Just as he was climbing to the summit, another four powerful figures actually streaked across the skies, and landed on the summit. Yi? The five people who arrived one after another were extremely powerful, all of them exuding the aura of Venerate Tier. The five Venerate Tier elites of the City of Death? In other words, the first Venerate to arrive might not be the Blood Crow Venerate. Were these five Venerate Tier elites here to divide the Source Dao Stones among themselves? A thought flashed through Ling Han’s mind, and he couldn’t help but speed up. Very quickly, he arrived at the summit, and saw that the five Venerate Tier elites were all sitting cross-legged, as if they were stone statues. They definitely didn’t come out of the city for a visit. Instead, they were probably communicating with their divine sense, right? Weng, a terrifying divine sense swept past, passing over Ling Han’s body. A sturdy old man suddenly stood up, a suspicious expression on his face. “Crimson Moon, you’re being paranoid again,” an elder with a pair of blood-colored wings on his back said with a smile. Needless to say, he was definitely the Blood Crow Tier Venerate. This sturdily-built old man was naturally Crimson Moon Venerate. He swept his divine sense over again, and said, “I’m not being paranoid here. I’m just being careful!”