The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 430 - 429 Trapped in the Wilderness

Chapter 430: Chapter 429 Trapped in the Wilderness

The Stone-Eating Beast clan leader entered Little Fatty’s treasury.

The entrance to the treasury closed.

Before long, the recently sealed entrance reopened, and a group of Demonic Beasts was forcibly thrown out, the very ones Little Fatty had collected earlier. Now that he had the Stone-Eating Beasts, Little Fatty found them hard to care for and was also worried that with nothing to eat, they would hunt the Stone-Eating Beasts.

A group of Demonic Beasts had eyes that glowed with hunger.

The sight startled Sister Nine, who hurried into the Law House and called out Raoyang and the others.

It was just about dawn, a good time to set out.

Sister Nine tried her best to cover for Little Fatty, pulling him aside with a serious expression, "Child, next time something like this happens, give us a heads-up. It’s quite frightening to have them thrown out without warning."

"Yi, okay," Little Fatty nodded, grinning foolishly.

Demonic Beasts famished to the extreme would attack humans.

Having just learned from the Stone-Eating Beast clan leader that this place was unsafe, Sister Nine managed to quickly lead everyone away.

"Sister Yuanxi, why do I feel those Demonic Beasts look somewhat familiar, like the ones that attacked our Flying Boat a few days ago?" A fellow Golden Core sect member spoke up.

Another added, "So you think so too. I thought I was just imagining things."

"Oh dear, they do look somewhat alike," Sister Nine agreed, "But it can’t be. The Demonic Beasts that attacked the Flying Boat last time were much fatter than these. These ones are clearly lean, they must have had a rough time."

"Indeed they are."

"No wonder something felt off."

"It’s normal to be thin here in the barrens where nothing grows."

"..."

Reassured by what the others said, Sister Nine finally felt at ease.

But Raoyang narrowed his fox-like eyes, looking at Sister Nine with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Sister Nine beamed at him openly, "Brother Raoyang, do you also suspect that they’re the Demonic Beasts that attacked the Flying Boat?"

"Not at all," Raoyang answered crisply.

Sister Nine was initially taken aback, then her face blossomed into a bright smile.

Indeed, one’s own people understood one best.

The six of them had been walking through the wasteland for half a month and still hadn’t found a way out. Everyone’s injuries had long healed, and they’d all grown more familiar with each other.

The monotonous days in the wasteland, where every day was spent on the move, could gradually increase mental pressure over time, making it especially hard to endure.

Unable to withstand it any longer, someone complained, "Little Profiteer, are you sure we’re going in the right direction?"

"No mistake, just keep following the moon, and we’ll definitely make it out of this desolate place," Sister Nine glanced sidelong at the sect member sprawled lazily atop the Puppet Horse, "Does this little hardship make you lose your spirit?"

"We’re not like you, energized every day as if you’ve been injected with chicken blood."

"Yeah, where do you get all that energy from?"

The other disciples exchanged glances, each seeing the helplessness in the other’s eyes.

Even Raoyang looked somewhat deflated.

On hearing this, Sister Nine stood erect atop the Puppet Beast, her eyes sparkling with vigor, she lifted her right hand high with conviction and pointed forward, declaring loudly, "My father says, we Cultivators should face difficulties head-on. Comrades, now is our time of hardship, the more difficult it gets, the more we should not be defeated. Stand tall! Straighten your backs, and keep moving forward!"

After speaking, she took out a Jade Token for help.

And crushed it.

It was the Jade Token given by the lady in red after the Tianji Building was destroyed years ago.

If not now, then when?

Raoyang didn’t miss her slight action, momentarily taken aback, then quite speechless.

Can’t one simply be honest?

Another half-month passed, and in the midst of Sister Nine’s constant questioning of life, a beautiful woman in red descended from the sky.

Behind her was a Nascent Soul, the very Old He.

The beauty in red clothing, her phoenix eyes gliding around, lighting up everything with a glance.

To say she was a beauty was an understatement; every gesture she made was filled with elegance, and she even made Xie Jiuniang feel an unprecedented sense of warmth, especially when the beauty in red came over and hugged Xie Jiuniang in one swift motion.

"Little Koumen, seeing you, I’m just so happy!" the lady in red expressed enthusiastically.

Old He had intended to step forward and greet her, but upon hearing the lady in red call Xie Jiuniang Little Koumen, he quickly halted, remembering how Xie Jiuniang had forbidden him to use that nickname the last time.

The lady in red asked, "How did you all end up here?"

"Senior..."

Xie Jiuniang was about to say something.

The lady in red said, "Call me Hong Yi, Sister, with ’Yi’ as in ’Yearning’."

"Alright, Sister Hong Yi, do you know where this is?" Xie Jiuniang immediately addressed her warmly.

How could she not be so warm?

Having been stuck in this godforsaken place for so long, she’d find a pig charmingly clear-eyed and particularly warm even.

The lady in red smiled and said, "We’re very close to the boundary."

"Close, how close?" Xie Jiuniang asked, surprised.

"At the end of this wasteland lies the entrance to the boundary..."

On that note, the two ladies started chatting.

Over on his side, Old He began talking to Raoyang, gaining some understanding of their predicament, "You haven’t gone the wrong way; just continue for another day and you’ll be able to leave the wasteland."

"Really?" Raoyang and the others were thrilled.

Hearing this, Xie Jiuniang let out a sigh of relief. She walked over to Old He with a smile to greet him, "Old He, we meet again, eh? I didn’t think it would be so soon, feels like our last meeting was just yesterday."

"I didn’t expect it either."

Old He was now exceedingly careful when dealing with Xie Jiuniang.

He had only learned upon returning to Tianqi Valley from the Southern Region that everyone was having a hard time; it was said they were planning to rely on Xie Jiuniang, who had yet to have an opportunity to meet them, having gone to the Dragon Gate Secret Realm.

Everyone was waiting for the end of the Dragon Gate Secret Realm.

What they ended up with was news that she had gone missing...

Finally, Hong Yi received a distress signal, the very one she had given to Xie Jiuniang years ago, and she came to seek the person with Old He. So, it turned out that the distress signal was not because they were in danger, but because they had gotten lost.

Noticing Xie Jiuniang’s eagerness to leave, Hong Yi threw out a flying boat and invited the six of them aboard.

The group joyfully followed onto the flying boat.

Raoyang took four people off to rest.

Leaving Xie Jiuniang and Hong Yi alone together.

Hong Yi brought up the affairs of the seven great families and then chuckled, "Little Koumen, our group’s achievements combined aren’t even as great as yours alone. Recently, the Cultivation World is once again abuzz with legends about you."

"Oh, those are just flukes," Xie Jiuniang humbly claimed.

Hong Yi laughed out loud, "They’re definitely not flukes."

"Your Great Ancestor, Lord Qiansha, in a fit of rage, executed five Nascent Souls, and just so happened to select the five who were not victims of Lethal Poison. Then she declared loudly that certain powers had colluded with Demon Cultivators to ambush the Heavenly Void Sect Flying Boat, vowing that the Tianxu Sect would pursue the matter to the end." Hong Yi’s eyes sparkled as she mentioned Lord Qiansha.

Lord Qiansha could be considered an idol among the female cultivators in the Cultivation World.

An existence countless female cultivators aspire to.

In her youth, Hong Yi had regarded Lord Qiansha as a role model: "Lord Qiansha relentlessly chased after the villain Wuning, scaring the old demon so much he claimed he wouldn’t dare set foot outside Chaos City ever again in his life."

"His words are not to be trusted," Xie Jiuniang scoffed at the old devil.

Demon Cultivators are fearless of inner demons; making an oath is as simple as drinking water to them. Moreover, this time he simply boasted rather than swore an oath. Should he leave Chaos City again in the future, at worst, he would be criticized for his inconsistency, but as he is thick-skinned, it wouldn’t have much impact.

Wuning the old devil was never one to keep his word in the first place.

As for biting his words and getting scolded, it was nothing but a minor irritation to him.