The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 943: Sending You to the Illusion Continent?_1

Chapter 943: Chapter 943: Sending You to the Illusion Continent?_1

"I think we can’t reach that vortex because someone is tampering with it," Lin Caisang speculated.

Actually, she was already certain of this without having to guess.

"Yes."

Ya Molian echoed in agreement.

"This person’s skills are lacking; if he were just an ordinary person, I could’ve caught him easily, unfortunately..."

He shook his head and sighed.

As someone unfamiliar with the people of the Illusion Continent, let alone understanding what it meant to cultivate spiritually,

to recklessly make a move would not only alarm the enemy but could also end up plunging them into danger, so they had to restrain themselves for the time being.

"Catch him? Better not, lest it backfires," Lin Caisang hurriedly said.

"In such matters, haste makes waste. The more you rush, the more likely you are to mess things up."

"I understand."

Ya Molian nodded again.

"This person is clearly not the puppet master hiding behind the scenes, just someone sent out to fight his master’s battles. However, such a person is already more than enough to threaten the emperor,"

he scoffed, saying so.

"Brother Molian, do you think they just want to get you to go to the Illusion Continent?" Lin Caisang guessed.

"Me?"

Ya Molian looked down, casually scanning over his body, then raised his head to look at Lin Caisang.

"Sang’er, do you see anything on me that would make the people of the Illusion Continent interested in me? If they wanted to use princes to threaten the nations, shouldn’t they kidnap the most cherished sons of the emperors instead?"

As for him, his own father would rather he died sooner than later. Even if he died in the Illusion Continent, would his father spare him a single thought?

"Brother Molian, can we set aside your identity as the Prince of the Wei State and talk? I’m starting to doubt your lineage. Are you really the child of the emperor and Princess Consort Lian?"

She had been suspicious before. Even if a father could be heartless toward his plentiful sons,

what about Princess Consort Lian? Back then, Princess Consort Lian had only Ya Molian as a son. Could she really have the heart to abandon her own flesh and blood, nurtured for ten months? Just maybe, Brother Molian really wasn’t her son. Combining this with what she had learned from Commander Mo about that event twenty years ago, she had grave doubts about Ya Molian’s lineage.

"These are just conjectures with no way to confirm them," Ya Molian said.

Naturally, he had his doubts too, but without any evidence, his current thoughts and suspicions were futile.

"Let’s go back, we’ve gone too far."

He took her hand and led her back.

...

On the other side of White Blind Mountain, the purple vortex hovered overhead, and inside a cave, there was now no room to even sit; it was crowded with people.

"What in the world is this place? If only I had known, I wouldn’t have come here."

They watched helplessly as the vortex sucked away people beside them, not daring to intervene. Now, this cave had become their final refuge.

Could there be anything worse than this?

Complaining now is futile; we’re already here, so we should think about how to escape!

With no more food or drink left, they could only dig up some roots and strip bark from nearby trees for sustenance. How long could this ordeal last? They didn’t want to spend another day in this place.