After walking around for most of the day, Pulapa felt he was still too naive.
The purchasing power of ten Demon Gold Coins was not bad, but if he wanted to buy something that could increase his strength, whether it was cultivation methods or special treasures, it would not be likely.
These were not only urgently needed by Pulapa but also desired by any other Demon or Half-Blood Demon.
Therefore, their prices were very expensive, starting at at least fifty Demon Gold Coins each.
It seemed that if he wanted to have the ability to take his revenge, he would have to wait a few more years.
Pulapa, with a heavy heart, prepared to return to the Hunting Museum. At least in Lassudral, the owner was very kind to him, and if he was willing to work hard, it shouldn’t take too long to save up fifty Demon Gold Coins.
On his way back to the Hunting Museum, Pulapa caught a glimpse of a small hut out of the corner of his eye.
Turning back, he realized that he had reached the outskirts of Lassudral again, and the mysterious hut called “幻迷” was just in the woods not far away.
Pulapa shook his head, planning to continue walking.
But just then, he noticed that beneath the sign named “幻迷,” there was actually a line of characters.
What was most important was that he was not unfamiliar with these characters; they even brought a strange sense of nostalgia.
Abyss Language! To see the Abyss Language here?!
The Abyss Language is the unified written language of the Indigenous People of the various Abyss settlements, and his mother was an Indigenous Person from the Notting Tribe. Since his childhood, Pulapa had not only learned the Demon Language from his father’s side but was also very familiar with the Abyss Language taught by his mother.
Therefore, when he saw the Abyss Language among the array of Demon and even ancient Demon languages’ signs in Lassudral, an intense feeling of closeness immediately welled up within him.
Following this sense of closeness, Pulapa unconsciously walked toward the “幻迷” hut.
Through the green-shaded path, though it was just separated by a few trees, Pulapa felt the air here was incredibly comfortable. It somewhat relieved the oppressive feeling he had had since arriving in Lassudral.
Light from the undying light source filtered through the canopy, casting mottled shadows on the stone path.
When Pulapa arrived at the door of the hut, he looked up and examined the sign carefully.
Besides the word “幻迷” on the sign, there was a line of text written in Abyss Language: “Feel the rhythm of the ocean.”
As a Water System Half-Blood Demon, Pulapa naturally understood that the ocean did have its unique rhythm, but what use was feeling its rhythm, and why was it related to “幻迷”?
Moreover, how does one feel the rhythm of the ocean?
A scene emerged in Pulapa’s mind: a demon with wings on its back scooped up a bucket of sea water, poured it into a bathtub, and then, smiling, pointed at the tub, as if to indicate that just by soaking in the tub, one would feel the rhythm of the ocean.
Pulapa shook his head, discarding the imagined scene, thinking that he would find out the actual situation once he went inside.
It had to be said; this wooden door was really too low. Had he not been slightly interested in the Abyss Language on the sign, Pulapa would definitely not have stepped inside.
Before entering the hut, Pulapa had thought that the person who would write in Abyss Language on the sign was probably a Half-Blood Demon. Moreover, one that acknowledged their Indigenous People’s bloodline.
However, after Pulapa stepped into the hut, he found out that he was completely wrong.
It was not some Half-Blood Demon who acknowledged their Indigenous roots, but an actual Indigenous Person themselves!