I am a living immortal.

Chapter 575 Bad Personality

Bai Ze now looks more like a ruffian than an auspicious sign.

Everyone's eyes fell on Su Mu. From time to time, a new word popped up, and if they said they were not influenced by Su Mu, they would not believe it.

Su Mu was speechless: "Why are you looking at me? I am so gentle and refined. You don't understand Bai Ze, but don't you understand me?"

It is because of this understanding that everyone thinks it was Su Mu's influence.

After all, Su Mu's personality is difficult to describe. He's reliable, but also very different from everyone else of this era. He also has other traits, like a scheming, or a quirky nature.

This is a characteristic of our times. Only when we know more, have more experience, and are more receptive to new things, can we develop this kind of character.

It's not straight and straight. Like the innate gods, or the information explosion of Su Mu's previous life. This kind of temperament is different from most people of this era, easy to recognize, and easily contagious.

So he got along well with Shenlong, and Shenlong began to develop into a sharp-tongued and argumentative person.

Those who were close to Su Mu had some of these traits. They were very familiar with her, very familiar with her.

Now everyone knew why Bai Ze had locked himself away. To avoid being exposed to too much unnecessary information, so that he could filter out some of it. Of course, the world was still pouring information into his head all the time.

“Why choose Yanchao?”

Bai Ze looked at the old goat who asked this question as if he were a fool. What else could it be? Of course, it was because Su Mu was here.

"You don't know, do you? This remote country has been designated a restricted area by the innate gods. Anyone who wants to die can come here and try. This can block out most information for me."

"Every innate god is a long, smelly mountain of shit code, stretching from the beginning of chaos to the present." Bai Ze said unhappily.

"Another new word." Mirage Dragon whistled.

"I didn't expect that you usually keep it here, Su Mu."

On the other hand, the old goat's face darkened when Bai Ze complained about him. What a bad character! How could he look auspicious at all?

"How about it, this condition is not difficult, right?" Bai Ze looked at Su Mu.

Su Mu nodded, accepting the condition. Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid of being dragged around. He didn't have many talismans left, and it would be difficult to create another one.

Afterward, Su Mu asked Bai Ze about the main location of the demons in Linguo. Bai Ze was much more useful than Cao Chen. He was more accurate in reporting this kind of information, even accurate to the nearest mountain.

Only after the group left the underground prison did Wei Ming begin to feel a glimmer of reality. Another powerful being. He knew the world was changing, but he hadn't expected it to change so quickly. He had always been reluctant to mention the innate gods. After all, such transcendent beings could easily destroy an entire dynasty.

Even Wei Ming needs to adjust to the sense of disconnection brought about by the gap.

After all, in the face of such a disaster, everything they are doing now is just a small fight, which is very detrimental to people's confidence. Wei Ming is also a person of character, who can see both the highs and the lows without wavering and keep his feet on the ground.

"I'll trouble you all next." Wei Ming thanked them.

Su Mu and the other three waved their hands. With their location clearly defined, they didn't linger any longer and immediately crossed the Chengde River.

This vast river, stretching as far as the eye can see, separates the two kingdoms. Flowing into the sea, it meanders to the snow-capped mountains of the Yan Dynasty's northern border. Melted snow here forms the source of the Chengde River. Of course, this source couldn't possibly form a river a hundred miles wide, but rather, it was formed by the confluence of dozens of different streams.

The waters that separate the two countries are the widest.

However, compared to taking a detour of hundreds or thousands of miles to enter Yan Dynasty, although this place is dangerous, it is actually the fastest.

"There are eight rivers in the world, and the Chengde River should be one of them. Why doesn't it have a water god?"

"Because this is the territory of the dragon clan~" Xuan Mo said.

Since his transformation into a dragon, his mind has been filled with many secrets about the dragon race. Among them is the Chengde River. Of the nine rivers and eight meridians in the world, nine major rivers exist, and Yanchao has two of them. Their source is in the dangerous snow-capped mountains: the Chengde River and the Guangling River, but they flow in different directions.

The eight meridians are divided into four lakes and four seas, collectively known as the eight meridians.

There were no four lakes in the Yan Dynasty. It is said that these four lakes were called lakes, but in fact they were equivalent to inland seas, vast and boundless.

Some of the eight meridians of the Nine Rivers have water gods, controlled jointly by the water gods and the dragon clan; others have no water gods, with the dragon clan being the overlords. Chengde River is the territory completely controlled by the dragon clan.

"No wonder!" Su Mu nodded.

Several people flew over the Chengde River. The vast river surface was occasionally turbulent. The closer they got to the center of the river, the stronger the lingering resentment became. They also saw boats sailing on the river. These boats, large and small, were filled with people, swaying unsteadily on the unsettled surface.

It's still daytime, so the waves aren't particularly severe. It's said that nighttime is when the waves become truly severe, capable of capsizing a massive ship weighing a thousand tonnes. You can even hear pounding noises from under the boat, a terrifying experience. And there are those who, bewildered by the strange figures, leap from their boats, disappearing onto the surface of the river.

The weather was quite good. The decks of the passing ships were already packed with people, all coming out to breathe in the fresh air. With so many people staying in the cabins, the smell was unimaginable. But for the sake of survival, everyone was fighting. The neighboring country was becoming increasingly chaotic, with war everywhere.

In order to fight to the death, the imperial court no longer cared about other things. The soldiers were conscripted and the people were forced to rob them of food. The scarce food was completely robbed, not to mention the chickens and ducks. Even the dogs were not spared. Anything edible was plundered by the soldiers.

Many people could only eat dirt to survive and starved to death.

Those who were able to board the ship had some family assets. Otherwise, they would have no food and would have been unable to move forward.

Su Mu looked at the numb expressions of everyone on the boat and sighed.

When a country prospers, the people suffer; when a country perishes, the people suffer. This is a good interpretation of the current situation. Across the river, war rages.

The Chengde River wasn't far for them. A little over 200 kilometers wouldn't take long. But halfway through, they saw a massive whirlpool forming on the river's surface. And a ship was unknowingly heading towards it. If they waited to discover it, it would probably be too late.

Su Mu and the others didn't make a move, nor did they need to. Someone else had already made a move. A low dragon roar came from the bottom of the river, and a huge creature swam through the water, smoothing out the whirlpool.

It seems that this dragon did not come for this vortex.