Blind Spot
Chapter 289 - 269 Seeking Success First

Chapter 289: 269 Seeking Success First

Creak.

Amid the subtle noise of the wooden door, Li Chengyi pushed it open and stepped out.

Outside was a pale green sky.

The sky is green!?

Li Chengyi was slightly stunned, but knew this was not the time to be dazed; he quickly stood at the doorway, surveying everything in front of him.

A few meters in front of the wooden hut, there was a wide expanse of copper-colored roofs.

The roofs, large and small, connected to form a vast area similar to a playground--their surfaces marked with clearly defined patterns.

Withered yellow leaves were scattered on top, conveying a sense of cold desolation.

To the left side of the roof, there stood a tall spire.

From its height, one could deduce that the hut was situated directly across from the middle of the tower.

To the right side of the roof was a broad and thick grey wall.

Li Chengyi looked up along the grey wall, and at its much higher point, hundreds of meters up, there was a mountain-shaped ancient Chinese pavilion.

Likewise, this pavilion had flying eaves and was supported by stone pillars.

The grey wall was also carved with a variety of patterns, designs, and mythical beasts. Some of these carvings were already damaged, and their crevices filled with fine ash.

It looked to be quite ancient.

’This place... is rather large...’

Li Chengyi continued to gaze into the distance.

Beyond these buildings and roof structures, his vision reached far-off emerald-green mountains rising and falling in succession.

On these mountains, some had pavilions built upon them; others bore rocks glowing with a pale green luster.

And others were covered with all kinds of trees, presenting a vision full of greenery.

But what was odd was that there were no birds.

Yes.

Within everything he could see, there were no birds at all, not even insects.

In a forest, the most abundant things next to plants are usually birds and insects.

But this place had neither.

That was very peculiar indeed.

Further off, beyond the mountains, were even fainter ranges of mountains.

This blind spot was bigger than any large-scale blind spot Li Chengyi had ever entered before!

He withdrew his gaze and quickly scanned his surroundings.

His purpose in coming here was to find flowers, to find the right Flower Language Technique.

So, identifying where the plants were was the most important goal of his trip.

Soon enough,

on the right side, in several cracks of the huge grey wall, he saw vines spreading and growing out.

Swoosh!

With a Shadow Flash, Li Chengyi abruptly vanished, then reappeared fifteen meters away.

Combining Shadow Flash with running, he reached the vines in just a few seconds.

There were several flower buds on the vine that had yet to bloom.

He touched them with his hand, but there was no response.

Apparently, they had to be fully blossomed to count.

Disappointed, Li Chengyi ran along the grey wall, constantly observing his surroundings.

Soon, he had left the wooden hut of the Faceless Scholar and jumped down from a high place, arriving at the edge of stone houses built from gray stones.

These stone houses were of similar size with delicate decorations, and the eaves of each had copper wind chimes hanging in hook shapes.

Each house was encircled by a small fence, creating a private space.

Clearly, the environment here was much better than where the Faceless Scholar lived.

Li Chengyi arbitrarily chose a house and pushed against the door.

Squeak.

The door was quite heavy, weighing at least a thousand kilograms.

But in his hands at the moment, it was easily pushed open.

The house was empty—a blackwood bed, a bamboo meditation mat with a torn hole, a set of copper table and chairs.

In the corner was a wooden staircase leading upstairs, but the stairway was blocked by a large amount of rubble from above.

Li Chengyi walked to the table, saw several grey thread-bound booklets standing on a small copper bookshelf on the table.

He took them down, without looking through them, and stuffed them directly into the large bag he had prepared beforehand.

Books, which contain a vast amount of information, are always good to take with you when found.

After confirming there was nothing else in the house, he quickly left and sped through this cluster of stone houses.

Soon, after visiting a total of twenty-five houses, Li Chengyi finally saw a patch of green plants closely surrounding the houses and spreading.

Between this cluster of houses and a larger building in the distance was a large, deserted recreational garden.

Inside, one could still see numerous benches, swings, fences, and small pavilions.

There were also plenty of pink buds and full-grown flowers, gently swaying in the wind.

What was somewhat surprising to him was that there was only one type of flower here—they were all pale pink, similar to lotuses.

These flowers were trumpet-shaped overall with six petals; elongated yellow pistils extended outward, almost reaching the edge of the petals.

And the leaves of these flowers were also slender, similar to the leaves of daffodils and other lilies.

’This is... seems to be a leek flower?’ As someone specializing in botany, Li Chengyi certainly remembered a large number of flower species, but since this was a blind spot, he did not dare to be certain about their names or types.

After ensuring there were no dangers surrounding him, he quickly approached the nearest clump of flowers and reached out his hand.

With a hint of hope, yet a trace of anxiety.

His fingertip gently touched a pink flower petal.

A refreshing fragrance flowed up.

A response from the Evil Flower appeared.

’Leek Flower (Mutated): Also known as Wind Rain Flower, belongs to the Amaryllidaceae family, genus Allium. It thrives in warm, moist environments, withstands drought, tolerates high temperatures, a perennial herb that blooms vigorously before and after wind and rain—thus named Wind Rain Flower. When used in medicine, it has the effects of dispersing heat, detoxifying, treating snake bites, and reducing swelling from falls and injuries.’

’Flower Language: A Single Pure Thought (has the ability to purify the thoughts of living beings, leaving only a single thought. The longer the duration, the more physical strength consumed)’

This Flower Language...

It might be of great use at certain times, but overall it’s not considered very good.

Li Chengyi was after the Flower Language Technique related to secret techniques and immediately left swiftly.

He checked the time, from the moment he left the wooden hut up until now, two minutes had already passed.

He had to hurry.

After all, he needed to allow time for the return trip as well.

Leaving the Wind Rain Flower, he continued forward and soon found a set of winding stone steps leading upwards.

Following the stone steps upward for three hundred meters, he quickly arrived at a circular and spacious plaza.

On one side of the plaza was a railing, with dragons and phoenixes carved into it.

On the other side stood the largest hall at the peak of the entire mountain.

This hall had a bizarre shape, resembling an axe.

The blade of the axe faced downward, and atop its upper end, an attic with a copper-colored roof had been constructed.

On either side stood grand stone shelves, like two gigantic wings stretching out from either side of the Axe Hall.

From a distance, the hall resembled a colossal axe with square wings.

Li Chengyi noticed that, everywhere across the hall, hung long pale green banners.

Some of the banners were so tattered that only small halves remained, others still fluttered with the wind, swaying back and forth.

What he was concerned about, naturally, were not the banners, but rather the clusters of small plants and flowers growing from the crevices of the plaza stone underneath the shadow of the banners.

From afar, these small flowers looked like tiny purple stars.

Up close, their petals were crinkled and broad, fleshy, with petals joining together without clear separation.

The flower’s pistil was very small and short, not easily spotted unless one looked carefully.

"Is this... Blue Flower Grass?" Li Chengyi recognized the species of flower in an instant.

He glanced around and saw that the entire plaza, which stretched over a hundred meters in diameter, was covered with Blue Flower Grass sprouting from the crevices of the stones.

Extending his hand, he quickly and gently grasped the purple petals of the Blue Flower Grass.

Despite its name, Blue Flower Grass, the actual color of the flower was a mix of blue, pink, and purple hues.

Soon, new Flower Energy flowed upwards.

’Blue Flower Grass (Mutated): A perennial herb, the whole plant is utilized in medicine, can regulate the blood, dispel wind and dampness, scatter cold and strengthen the spleen. Growth environment... Flowering period....’

The rest of the information was ellipses, presumably either damaged or mutated.

Of course, this wasn’t important, what mattered was the following Flower Language.

’Flower Language: Unique Sword (Upon use, grants a uniquely sharp longsword, the length of which is determined by the user’s focus and can extend indefinitely.)’

"....."

This Flower Language... can’t be said to be completely useless, but it certainly wasn’t what he needed....

Li Chengyi suppressed his disappointment and glanced at the time; four minutes had already passed.

He quickened his pace, circling around the hall once.

Combining running and Shadow Flash, his movement and inspection speed was much faster than simply running.

In the following minutes, he found several other small flowers; the Flower Language of these plants had mutated, mostly related to swords, cultivating the mind, and leading a life of pure thoughts and desires.

Clearly, the creatures that lived in this place were likely those who spent their time in abstinence, staying on the mountain practicing swordsmanship.

Time slowly slipped away.

Gradually, the time Li Chengyi had spent in this isolated spot had exceeded ten minutes.

A slight sweat appeared on his forehead; he still hadn’t found a Flower Language Technique related to secret techniques.

After ten minutes of searching and using Shadow Flash, he had more or less figured out the terrain of the place.

It was a gigantic mountain top, standing alone like a spire.

Building after building was constructed along the mountain, fitting into the terrain.

What surprised him was that, unlike his previous visit where he encountered creatures like the Faceless Scholar, this time, he hadn’t come across a single living being.

Throughout the whole mountain, dozens of buildings of various sizes, not a single one was animate.

It was either stone or wood.

Or else it was copper artifacts.

After more than ten consecutive Shadow Flashes, Li Chengyi stopped underneath the spire he had seen earlier.

This was the only face of the entire mountain that he hadn’t visited.

If he didn’t find anything here, the only place left would be the backside of the mountain top.

The backside faced north and was in shadow; when he passed by earlier, he had glanced at it from a distance and felt a frightening aura.

It seemed that some great danger lurked within.

Standing in front of the spire.

Three sides of the tower were cliffs and deep valleys, with only one side connected to the mountain top.

This was the copper-colored spire built on a cliff.

Seven stories high, with a black spike resembling an antenna at the top.

Each of the seven stories had four windows and doors, located on all sides.

When the wind blew through these openings, an uninterrupted howling ensued, sounding akin to ghostly cries.

Li Chengyi looked up at the plaque hanging at the entrance of the spire, which was inscribed with three characters drawn with daring, vigorous strokes.

Three very complicated characters, completely unfamiliar to him, were written in black.

Bowing his head, he quickly searched around the area for flowers.

In a matter of seconds, he easily found new flowers by the right corner of the spire that he hadn’t encountered before.

A cluster of pale purple flowers, modest in size, huddled together.

Each of these clumps was only the size of an egg, and a single plant could produce twenty to thirty blossoms.

They grew together like bursts of fireworks, in groups, with thin stems extending from the base and connecting to the plant.

Time was running out.

Li Chengyi swiftly reached out, gently touching them.

The cool Flower Energy entered the Mark of the Evil Flower and then flowed out as feedback.

’Purple Delicate Flower (Mutated): Belonging to Amaryllidaceae, genus Purple Delicate Flower, a perennial herb, loves light, thrives in high temperatures, heat-resistant, not demanding of soil, tolerates poor conditions. Usually flowers in summer.’

’Flower Language: Seven Spirit Holy Technique (The basic cultivation method of the Faceless Sword Sect)’

"!!!"

Li Chengyi had not harbored high hopes but, to his astonishment... he had not expected the small flowers tucked away in the corner of the spire to provide such a tremendous surprise.

The Flower Language Technique he had been seeking for so long related to practice was right here, it had actually succeeded!?