owlsbooks Chapter 94 Various Forces in the Great Wilderness, Winged Caravan
Chapter 94 Various Forces in the Great Wilderness, Winged Caravan
As dusk fell, a chill settled in.
Thick fog began to blanket this desolate land.
The vast wilderness stretches for thousands of miles, ancient and boundless.
If an ordinary traveler were to venture into this thick fog, even in broad daylight, without the aid of magic tools and treasures, he would never be able to leave this place in his entire life.
Although Li Qingchen was not an ordinary traveler.
However, it is no easy task to leave the wilderness and travel to the capital in a short period of time.
The desolate wilderness appears exceptionally quiet on the surface in the dead of night, but beneath the surface, undercurrents are surging.
Wild animals active in the dead of night, some have already found their prey and are quietly waiting for the best hunting opportunity;
Some also take advantage of the cover of the thick fog to seek out the vitality of the weak.
The vast wilderness is full of wonders, and there are countless ferocious beasts.
If we were to rank these ruthless predators in order of strength...
Then the infamous Yayu snake, the chisel-toothed boar, and the Nine-Headed Monster would definitely be in the top ten.
The night was silent, save for the sounds of wild beasts breathing amidst the rustling of insects.
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The wind galloped swiftly, and I spent a sleepless night.
When Li Qingchen opened her eyes again, she found that the snow was falling gently like fluffy flowers.
The Great Wilderness is not a secret realm, but it has weather as unpredictable as a secret realm.
It's June now.
June should be the height of summer, with bright sunshine and scorching heat.
But the vast wilderness here suddenly turned as cold as winter.
It was freezing cold, with a biting wind and absolutely no warmth to be found.
The cold wind howled across the wilderness, and heavy snow fell, turning the world into a vast expanse of white.
Li Qingchen wandered alone in this desolate wilderness for seven days and seven nights, not knowing how many miles he had walked or how much air he had drunk.
A gust of wind swept in, swirling up thousands of piles of snow.
Li Qingchen took a deep breath, immediately shivered, and laughed:
"So this is what the feeling of freedom in the world is like. I've truly experienced it." He took out the Elixir-Swallowing Gourd, took a sip of wine, and continued walking forward.
The sound of horses' hooves approached from afar.
Li Qingchen stopped his horse, turned his head, and saw a group of people riding towards him in the distance.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the group was about to reach Li Qingchen.
Only then did Li Qingchen get a clear look at the group of people.
There weren't many people, about a dozen. Leading them was a young man in black, followed closely by an old man in black, and the remaining dozen or so riders were all men in black.
The young man in black had narrow eyes and slanted eyebrows, and his face was full of violence. Every time he cracked his whip, a bloody mark appeared on his horse.
Just as he was about to crash into Li Qingchen, the black-clad youth didn't rein in his horse and roared, "You brat, get out of here!" He then lashed out with his whip.
Fengma nimbly dodged the vicious whip, which struck the snow with a dull thud.
Li Qingchen used his Hidden Aversion Technique to take out a silver needle from his sleeve and flick it out gently.
The silver needle pierced through the black-clad henchman's body and shot with perfect accuracy toward the black-clad youth.
The old man in black shouted, "Young master, be careful!" He spurred his horse and grabbed the young man in black, pulling him onto his mount.
The old man in black stared coldly at Li Qingchen.
Although the young man was alone, he was full of vigor. After a moment's thought, he turned to the boy in black and said, "Young man, we'll be in Worry-Free City soon. We should focus on our business."
The boy, whose real name was Liu Dao, was very annoyed by the handsome young man blocking his way, but he had great respect for the old man in black.
This is not only because of the old man's status as a respected elder in his own sect, but also because of the skill he honed in the bloody battles of the martial world: the Stone-Splitting Blade.
The old man in black was nicknamed "Old Ghost." His hand-blade technique was so refined that it was as fast as the wind and as powerful as a knife, capable of cutting through metal, splitting stone, ripping out hearts, and breaking knives.
Ordinary people are as fragile as paper in front of it. Even a martial artist who specializes in the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill would be in serious trouble if struck by a hand blade.
However, this person was also arrogant and, in his youth, he relied on his skills to fight with all sides. He was vicious and domineering, which made him many enemies.
One day, he was ambushed by his enemies. In order to save his life, Shattered Stone Blade cut off his own arm and fled from the encirclement.
Severely injured and with nowhere to go, the Golden Saber Sect secretly took him under their wing and provided him with medical treatment. From then on, the old ghost, who had just reached the middle third rank of martial arts, retired from the martial world and became a retainer of the Golden Saber Sect.
The man in front of us, Liu Dao, is the young master of the Golden Saber Sect. He has been learning martial arts from the old ghost for many years, and his temperament has become increasingly violent.
Suppressing his dissatisfaction, Liu Dao, the young man in black, nodded and said to his entourage behind him, "Let's go!" He then turned and glared fiercely at Li Qingchen.
The horses galloped away and soon disappeared from sight.
Li Qingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, then silently shot the Thousand-Mechanism Needle behind Liu Dao.
He had this idea when he heard that these people were heading to Worry-Free City.
Leaving behind thousands of looms and countless needles.
If he wanted, he could follow the path left by the myriad needles to reach the City of No Worries.
The north wind howled, but Li Qingchen continued on his way.
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Another day.
Li Qingchen, dressed in an elegant blue robe, rode a wind-borne horse at breakneck speed.
The task issued by the True Lord of Fortune and Inspiration is to find the heart of the Thorn Dragon and to find Lin Mo's reincarnation: Zhao Yeqing.
Let's talk about the former first.
In the world of beast taming, among all kinds of pet beasts, only the true dragon is the most powerful.
With the addition of the remnant soul of the Reverse Sea Sect Master, he will only become more invincible.
Such ferocious beasts are undoubtedly the overlords of the vast wilderness.
"It's a pity there are so few clues, and the wasteland is so vast that we can only search slowly," Li Qingchen thought to himself.
The silence that had just returned to the world was broken once again by the exceptionally clear sound of wheels crunching through the snow.
The leader was a kind-looking middle-aged man, to his left was a burly man with a thick beard who exuded an imposing aura, and to his right was a young girl dressed in black.
The men behind them each carried a sword, their expressions grim. Their arrival added a touch of somberness to the snowy landscape.
Li Qingchen met the gazes that were scrutinizing him.
The snow fell heavier.
"Young man, why are you traveling alone here? Have you encountered any trouble?" the middle-aged man asked.
Li Qingchen shook his head.
The middle-aged man continued, "I mean no harm, but the snow seems to be getting heavier and heavier. Night is approaching, and the wilderness is treacherous and often teeming with wild beasts. If you trust us, young man, why not come and sit in the carriage? If we're going the same way, we can give you a ride."
Li Qingchen shook his head again.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but say, "It's always good to avoid the wind and snow..."
Before he could finish speaking, the young man in plain clothes beside him couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted:
"Uncle, why bother talking so much to this kid? We were already being kind by inviting him into the car, but he didn't even say a word. Such a rude person doesn't need your help at all!"
To everyone's surprise, Li Qingchen replied, "When did I ever say I needed your help?"
The young man in plain clothes was stunned. He hadn't expected that this person, who seemed mute when silent, would not only fail to appreciate his kindness but also blame him and his group for meddling.
The burly man with the bushy beard shook his head, saying that he had only encountered a stubborn young man who was naive and inexperienced in worldly affairs.
"What do you mean?!"
"Didn't you see I was enjoying the scenery? People who enjoy the scenery hate being disturbed, so why would they need help?" Li Qingchen said casually.
Those present couldn't help but chuckle to themselves.
It turns out this person was an idiot.
In such a desolate wasteland where birds have vanished and no one is around, everyone would avoid it, yet this young man walks alone on the snowy road, seemingly enjoying the snow.
The young man in plain clothes snorted coldly, clearly not intending to waste his breath on this person.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "In that case, I won't disturb your enjoyment of the snow any longer, young man. Just please take good care of yourself." He waved to the others and said, "Let's go."
Li Qingchen also launched a thousand-shot attack on them.
Finally, continue onward.
It goes deeper and deeper.
Unbeknownst to him, Li Qingchen had stepped into the infamous Dry Bone Slope in the middle of the wasteland.
This place is recognized as one of the most dangerous and desolate places in the Great Wilderness. It is far from the main trade routes between the north and south, and is remote, desolate, and sparsely populated.
Those who dare to come to the Great Wilderness are all intelligent.
If you don't do your research beforehand, you'll encounter pitfalls everywhere.
The slopes of the barren hillside are covered with waist-high, dense, and barren grass, making it an ideal hiding place.
Therefore, this place is an excellent hiding place for bandits in the wilderness to gather and lie in wait.
It is also the core territory where countless ferocious wild beasts entrenched themselves, built nests, and reproduced.
Although Li Qingchen is immune to all poisons, he is not immune to all poisons in the world.
Therefore, you must be careful with every step you take.
One wrong step and you're in a life-or-death situation with no way out.
Li Qingchen continued forward.
This place is extremely difficult to traverse, with jagged rocks, ravines, and deep pits everywhere. Even Fengma had to slow down.
Just as he was about to cross the core area of the Dry Bone Slope, a series of hurried and flustered footsteps suddenly came from the depths of the waist-high withered grass to his side.
The footsteps were accompanied by heavy breathing and the soft rustling of clothes brushing against dry grass.
This commotion came so suddenly that it was impossible not to notice it.
Li Qingchen narrowed his eyes, gripped the Myriad Laws Sword, and a murderous intent began to rise within him.
The next moment, a disheveled figure stumbled and rushed out of the pile of withered grass.
His figure was unsteady, his steps were unsteady, and he almost fell headlong into the yellow sand and rocks.
Li Qingchen sized up the boy, who resembled a younger version of himself.
The newcomer's clothes were tattered and covered with thick sand and grass clippings, and his hair was disheveled and crooked.
His face was pale and flustered, his forehead was covered with a fine layer of cold sweat, and his eyes were full of fear and unease.
"Great hero, great hero, please don't make a move..." the newcomer said tremblingly.
Li Qingchen drew his sword, and with a flash of sword light and a burst of sword energy, a large crater instantly appeared in the ground.
The meaning is quite clear:
"Don't touch me."
The boy hurriedly said, "Great hero, great hero, I'm not a bad person..."
Then he blurted out his identity all at once.
Li Qingchen thought to himself that he might as well listen to it. If he found something was wrong, it wouldn't be too late to take action.
The young man introduced himself as Xu Xinyao, and said he had come to the Great Wilderness for training.
Unfortunately, he encountered the most troublesome Mimi Bird. He was accidentally caught in an illusion and entered a dream world. In his panicked escape, he stumbled into the dangerous Dry Bone Slope and was chased by ferocious beasts.
As for his identity...
Xu Xinyao claims to have come from a wealthy and prominent family in the mainland. He has been pampered and spoiled since childhood, enjoying wealth and luxury from birth and rarely experiencing hardship.
This time, I left my family to travel the world and gain experience, hoping to broaden my horizons, temper my character, and accumulate worldly wisdom.
Xu Xinyao had always traveled with a large business caravan, relying on the presence of a skilled person, so he traveled smoothly without any incidents or dangers.
Despite their thorough preparations, an unexpected incident still occurred: they encountered one of the most terrifying beasts in the Great Wilderness: the Nine-Headed Serpent!
"That Nine-Headed Serpent was truly terrifying. If I hadn't run fast, I would have died in its mouth too," Xu Xinyao sighed.
They fled to the Graveyard of Dry Bones.
All Xu Xinyao could hear was the mournful howling of a cold wind.
All he could see were desolate, withered bones, and he could faintly hear distant roars and howls of beasts, which terrified him day and night, making him feel like his soul had left his body.
After the journey, Xu Xinyao was already exhausted, both physically and mentally, and on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Just as he was filled with despair and at a loss, he suddenly looked up and saw Li Qingchen walking alone ahead.
That figure in green robes stood out like a beacon in the darkness of the wilderness.
Xu Xinyao thought to himself that no matter whether this person was good or bad, he had to rely on him.
Like a drowning person grabbing onto a lifeline.
Xu Xinyao, struggling to keep his strength up, quickly stepped forward and steadied himself as he approached.
That's how the previous scene came about.
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After listening to Xu Xinyao's story, Li Qingchen scrutinized him thoroughly.
Although the man was disheveled, his clothes were dirty and messy, and he looked flustered, he could not hide his dejected state.
Yet, his eyes and brows exude the gentle and refined air of a scion of a noble family; his bone structure is exceptional, and his temperament is extraordinary.
He wore a finely crafted sword at his waist.
It's clear that the other party's cultivation level is not high.
If what he said is true.
He was indeed just a young man from a noble family who was new to the world, inexperienced in danger, and naive.
Li Qingchen slowly said, "What you're saying doesn't seem to concern me much. I have no reason to protect you."
Xu Xinyao hurriedly said, "Brother, the wilderness is fraught with danger at every turn, with bandits and ferocious beasts roaming everywhere. Traveling alone is fraught with peril and impossible to guard against."
We are strangers who have met by chance in this vast wilderness; it is a rare and precious fate. Why don't we travel together, looking after each other and helping one another, to reach a safe and secure place ahead? What do you think, brother?
"Although I'm not very strong in martial arts, I am quite knowledgeable, which will definitely come in handy!"
"At the very least, I can keep you entertained!" Xu Xinyao said through gritted teeth.
"..." This hit a nerve with Li Qingchen.
Traveling alone is nice, but it can also be lonely.
Finally, after Xu Xinyao's persistent pleading, Li Qingchen agreed to take him, this burden, on the road.
however--
Just as he was about to speak, a sudden change occurred in the world!
boom--!!!
A muffled, deafening roar suddenly erupted from the depths of the Dry Bone Slope.
The sound reverberated across the land, as deep and resonant as thunder.
It was not like the sky collapsing or the earth cracking, but rather like a colossal creature that had been dormant for countless ages, awakening and shaking the earth.
The entire Dry Bone Slope trembled violently, and the hard soil beneath our feet shook violently.
Rocks tumbled down, withered grass was uprooted and torn apart, and yellow sand suddenly rose into the sky, gathering into rolling yellow dust and black clouds that instantly blotted out the sun and enveloped the entire Dry Bone Slope.
"It's the ferocious beast Jiuying!" Xu Xinyao's face turned deathly pale. "It still managed to catch up!"
Suddenly, a cold wind arose, and malevolent energy surged.
A wild and boundless aura of savage evil energy surged forth from the cracks in the ground, sweeping across the surrounding area!
A biting, foul stench swept over us, a stench that was overwhelming, a mixture of fishy, putrid, and bloody smells!
Xu Xinyao's face turned deathly pale instantly. He was shocked and instinctively took several steps back.
"That beast... it actually managed to chase after us! Just like a damn dog!"
No sooner had the words been spoken than a huge mound, several meters high, suddenly rose from the ground in the center of the area where the sandstorm was at its most intense. The earth crumbled, rocks split, stones flew everywhere, and dust billowed.
A colossal creature, enormous in size and terrifying in appearance, burst forth from the earth with a roar, raised its head to the sky, and let out a furious howl that shook the wasteland.
It was none other than the Nine-Headed Serpent, a ferocious beast renowned throughout the wasteland!
The roar of the Nine-Headed Serpent was so fierce that it echoed across the vast wilderness, causing sandstorms to rage, the earth to tremble, and birds and beasts within a hundred miles to flee in terror, leaving all worldly silence.
This beast is as large as a mountain, and its entire body is covered with thick, jet-black scales.
Its scales were layered upon each other, gleaming coldly, and incredibly hard.
Ordinary swords and blades can hardly leave a mark when slashed, and even elite iron armor and arrows cannot penetrate its defenses.
The most terrifying thing is that a nine-headed serpent has grown on its neck.
The nine heads were of different sizes, with protruding fangs and dripping saliva that sizzled and corroded small, deep pits on the sand and gravel.
Each beast head had blood-red eyes, revealing a fierce and bloodthirsty glint, exuding a murderous intent that was fixed on Xu Xinyao and Li Qingchen in front of them.
The Nine-Headed Monster is a nightmare-level ferocious beast known throughout the Great Wilderness, infamous for its ferocity, bloodthirstiness, and unparalleled cruelty.
Ancient books from the Great Wilderness record:
The Nine-Headed Serpent is born from the savage and malevolent energy of the wilderness. It possesses the nature of water and fire, with nine heads of one mind. It has the strength to move mountains, spew water to cover marshes, and breathe fire to burn forests.
It leaves nothing but desolation in its wake, neither humans nor animals surviving. It appears only once every hundred years, and each appearance inevitably brings catastrophe, slaughtering countless lives. No one can stop it.
At this moment, the nine-headed beast became extremely ferocious.
The nine heads roared in unison, their voices shaking heaven and earth. A monstrous, ferocious flame swept across the four directions, and their scarlet, malevolent eyes were fixed on the two tiny humans before them. They already regarded the two as their prey, their meal, and were determined to kill them without hesitation.
next moment.
The enormous body of the Nine-Headed Serpent suddenly took a step.
The ground began to collapse continuously with a loud rumble, and cracks spread.
With an overwhelming and destructive force, the Nine-Headed Serpent cleaved through the air with its claws, accompanied by howling winds.
Its killing intent was chilling, and it pounced straight at the two of them with great speed.
Xu Xinyao was so frightened that his legs felt like lead, his whole body was stiff, and he could not move even half a step.
"Great...great hero, save me!"
At this critical juncture, where life and death hung in the balance, and survival was at stake.
Li Qingchen strode forward and stood firmly in front of Xu Xinyao.
Facing the ferocious beast rushing towards him, Li Qingchen showed no fear in his eyes, nor any panic in his heart.
As soon as he drew the Myriad Laws Sword, a vast sword aura spread out, and an invisible and colorless sword aura barrier instantly appeared around him.
The sword energy flowed rapidly, steadily blocking the violent gusts and bloodthirsty aura that the Nine-Headed Serpent was attacking.
No matter how the wind howls or the flames rage, it remains completely still, as steady as a rock.
No need for divine weapons to be drawn, no need for complicated martial arts moves, and no need for roars to create momentum.
One after another, sharp sword energies pierced through the air with unparalleled precision, aiming straight for the vulnerable points of the nine heads of the Nine-Headed Serpent, the gaps in its scales and armor, and the soft spot in its neck.
The sword energy pierced through the billowing, bloody wind and evil aura, ignoring the surrounding sandstorm, and exploded with several muffled bangs, all striking the vital points around the Nine-Headed Serpent.
The enormous body of the Nine-Headed Serpent trembled violently, roaring in fury from the pain, its ferocity intensifying.
The nine heads began to take turns spewing out strange phenomena of water and fire.
On one side, flames raged, the wind howled, and the firelight dyed half of the wasteland red.
On one side, icy water surged, the cold air was biting, and the surrounding sand and stones were frozen.
The two extreme forces of water and fire clashed and crashed together, bombarding Li Qingchen relentlessly to vent his furious rage!
Li Qingchen's figure was elusive, with the Heavenly Freedom Technique at his side. His steps were mysterious, and he dodged on the wind. His movements were as fast as a shadow and as swift as a streak of light.
All of Jiuying's attacks—water and fire, claw strikes, and fang bites—missed their mark and could not get close at all.
Li Qingchen narrowed his eyes slightly.
He moved freely within the battle circle, controlling his sword with his inner energy, advancing and retreating with measured steps, and attacking and defending with ease.
Without making a sound, he used unpredictable and strange techniques to kill, specifically targeting the weaknesses of the Nine-Headed Serpent.
The finger-killing technique was precise and ruthless, forcibly creating weaknesses for the Nine-Headed Serpent.
With one man and one sword, they fought against the Nine-Headed Serpent, who roared incessantly and retreated step by step, its massive body staggering and swaying repeatedly.
Xu Xinyao, standing behind, was already dumbfounded.
"This person... is incredibly skilled!"
Xu Xinyao was deeply shocked, his heart filled with turbulent emotions that he could not calm down for a long time.
He never expected that this seemingly aloof, gentle, and harmless young man in blue robes would possess such unpredictable and terrifying strength, and that he would single-handedly confront the Great Wilderness Nightmare Beast, Jiuying!
They were able to maintain a firm advantage and force the ferocious beasts to retreat steadily!
"We absolutely must hold onto this powerful figure tightly!!!"
Just as the man and the beast were locked in a fierce battle, with neither side gaining the upper hand and the two locked in a stalemate for a long time.
At the end of the ancient road in the distant wilderness, dozens of dark figures suddenly rushed towards them.
The horses' hooves clattered powerfully, swiftly pounding the sand, accompanied by the menacing strains of bows. The formation was orderly and disciplined.
A squad of elite archers charged forward in formation, advancing and retreating in an orderly and composed manner.
Xu Xinyao recognized them immediately: "It's them! The Winged Racing Team!"
The newcomers were none other than the main force of the renowned Winged Caravan, who roamed the vast wilderness.
In the center of the convoy, the pine-wood truck moved steadily forward, its speed neither too fast nor too slow, yet as stable as flat ground.
Mo Wangchuan, the leader of the caravan, stood by the railing with a steady posture. His gaze was fixed on the heart of the battlefield, taking in the perilous situation of the man and beast locked in a fierce battle, as well as the ferocious and raging Nine-Headed Serpent.
After seeing everything clearly, Mo Wangchuan's expression darkened slightly.
Having traversed the vast wilderness and experienced countless things, he knew that the Nine-Headed Serpent was ferocious and untamable, possessed a powerful physical body, and was capable of attacking both water and fire, making it an unparalleled force in combat and not easily subdued.
Although the young man is currently quite powerful and has firmly suppressed the Nine-Headed Serpent, a prolonged battle will inevitably attract other ferocious beasts from the surrounding wasteland to gather upon hearing the noise.
When the herds gather, endless troubles will ensue, and the situation will be even more difficult to manage.
"If the beasts pose a serious threat, we cannot delay any longer!"
The decision has been made.
Mo Wangchuan no longer hesitated or lingered.
He raised his hand and took down his personal longbow, which he had carried with him for many years.
The bow is ancient and heavy, bearing the legacy of archery passed down through generations and containing immense spiritual power.
Mo Wangchuan focused his mind and calmed his spirit, bent the bow, nocked the arrow, and gathered power at his fingertips.
The bowstring was taut and hummed incessantly, while a vast amount of pure archery spiritual energy rapidly gathered at the tip of the arrow.
Upon closer inspection, one could see golden light gathering, auspicious energy surrounding the area, and a hidden killing intent!
Mo Wangchuan's gaze locked onto the core vitals of the nine beast heads of the Nine Infants.
With mind and spirit in perfect harmony, archery becomes second nature, and with a slight flick of the wrist, nine arrows are fired in quick succession.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Nine sharp arrow whistles rang out in succession!
Nine golden arrows streaked through the air at lightning speed!
Arriving in an instant, it pierced through the swirling sandstorm, tore apart the raging evil energy, and ignored the barriers of water and fire.
Every arrow was incredibly accurate, striking the vital points of the nine heads of the Nine-Headed Serpent!
Awooo—!!!
The Nine-Headed Serpent let out a piercing scream, all nine of its heads were wounded, blood gushed out like a spring, staining the yellow sand red, its massive body convulsed and trembled violently, and its overwhelming ferocity instantly vanished, leaving it with no power to launch a violent counterattack.
Li Qingchen seized the opportunity, and the Myriad Laws Sword gave birth to two, two gave birth to four, and four gave birth to ten thousand swords. The dazzling flying swords instantly severed the nine heads of the Nine-Headed Monster.
The Nine-Headed Serpent's enormous, mountain-like body crashed to the ground, slamming heavily onto the yellow sand.
After struggling a few times, it fell silent, completely losing its fighting ability, and lay dead on the spot.
The Nine Arrows of Mo Wangchuan settled the world; their divine power and lingering force astonished all within a hundred miles.
"This person is very strong. He was able to fire nine arrows with such power in one go," Li Qingchen thought to himself.
Mo Wangchuan sheathed his bow and returned it to its place, then drove his chariot slowly towards the battlefield.
His hawk-like gaze first fell on Li Qingchen, whose temperament was unpredictable and whose combat power was extraordinary, with hidden appreciation and deep meaning.
He then turned his head and glanced at Xu Xinyao, who was still in shock and lingering fear, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
He then composed himself, put on a humble and gentle smile, and took two steps forward:
"These two young heroes are exceptionally courageous and skilled. At such a young age, they possess the courage and strength to single-handedly confront the Nine-Headed Serpent, truly a force to be reckoned with, with a bright future ahead of them."
Mo Wangchuan spoke sincerely, with a gentle smile, and continued slowly:
"This desolate place is filled with biting winds and sandstorms, cold nights and heavy dews, and is surrounded by ferocious beasts. It is definitely not a place to stay for long."
Our Winged Caravan is safe and sound, the tents are warm, the food is plentiful, and we can shelter from the wind and cold and rest in peace.
Why don't you two move over and come with me to the car to sit down and rest? We can travel together to avoid danger and travel safely, so we can sit down and have a proper chat.
What do you two think?