mesbooks Chapter 576 Newbie Gift Pack
Chapter 576 Newbie Gift Pack
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A lone plume of smoke rises from the vast desert, where swirling sands rise and fall.
This trip lasted for three whole days.
For three days, Lin Hanzhou and Yingyue rode two horses, like two small boats, traveling alone in this seemingly endless golden sea of sand.
Above them was the scorching sun, pouring down relentlessly without any obstruction, and beneath their feet was soft, scalding yellow sand hot enough to instantly sear the skin of an ordinary person.
Whenever a strong wind howls by, the sand and dust in the air hit people like knives, making a grinding sound that makes your teeth ache.
In this desolate land, let alone ordinary people, even cultivators with slightly lower cultivation levels would definitely not last a day without making thorough preparations.
Fortunately, before leaving Wulan City, Lin Hanzhou and Yingyue had prepared plenty of clean water and fasting pills in their storage rings. In addition, their mounts, the Wind-Treading Azure Scale Horses, possessed a trace of demonic beast bloodline, giving them endurance far exceeding that of ordinary horses. This was what allowed them to barely manage to travel through this sea of sand until now.
However, as time went on, the physical strain of this high-intensity journey gradually became apparent.
"call……"
Yingyue followed beside Lin Hanzhou, and through the thick black robe hood, she gently exhaled a breath of hot, stale air.
Her usually ramrod straight back now betrayed a hint of undeniable fatigue.
Even with her profound cultivation at the eighth level of the Dao Palace Realm, after traveling continuously for three days and three nights in this extremely harsh desert environment, her spiritual energy had been almost completely depleted.
Especially at night, the temperature in the desert drops precipitously, and the biting cold that can freeze blood requires a great deal of spiritual energy to resist.
During the day it was like being in a furnace, and at night it was like falling into an ice cave. This extreme torment of being in both fire and ice made Yingyue's face much paler, and a layer of dry, cracked white skin appeared on her lips.
However, even though his body was already exhausted, this black-robed guard, who had been trained as a suicide soldier since childhood, never uttered a single word of complaint.
Her cool, hidden eyes, lurking in the shadows, would occasionally glance at the black figure ahead, who maintained a steady riding posture. Her gaze showed not weariness, but rather absolute trust and a deeper sense of awe.
In Yingyue's view, even she, a cultivator at the eighth level of the Dao Palace Realm, was already feeling extremely strained, but the young master, who was only at the Sea of Wheels Realm, seemed to be completely unaffected. His body was as upright as a pine tree, his aura as steady as water, and there wasn't even the slightest disturbance in his spiritual energy.
This unfathomable demeanor made Yingyue even more convinced that her young master must be hiding some earth-shattering secret that could overturn the entire understanding of the Great Li Dynasty.
As long as it's the young master's decision, even if it leads her to the deepest hell, she will not hesitate to draw her sword and follow him.
However, what Yingyue didn't know was that Lin Hanzhou, whom she regarded as a god, actually had a somewhat speechless and helpless expression under his cloak.
"How much further do we have to go with this lousy guide?"
Lin Hanzhou sat on the horse's back, feeling a slight pain in his inner thighs from the saddle rubbing against him. His body, though having undergone a spiritual baptism, was still fundamentally weak and was also protesting.
His gaze was fixed ahead, and in that field of vision that only he could see, the illusory thin line emitting a faint golden glow still stretched straight into the depths of the desert like a tireless guiding ghost, showing no sign of stopping.
"Could this destiny be leading me to the depths of this desert, so I can dig up those ancient pieces of scrap metal buried under the yellow sand?"
Lin Hanzhou secretly grumbled to himself.
However, now that he has come this far, he naturally cannot give up halfway.
Even if there's a bottomless pit of fire ahead, he'd still dare to venture into it.
"Keep moving forward."
Lin Hanzhou uttered four words in a low voice, and with a slight exertion of his legs, the exhausted Wind-Treading Azure Scale Horse beneath him could only snort and once again set off on its heavy hooves toward the direction indicated by the golden thread.
Yingyue didn't ask any more questions, and simply followed silently.
Time slowly passed amidst the swirling yellow sand.
Another half-day has passed.
As the last rays of the setting sun were swallowed by the thick sand dunes, night fell like a huge black velvet blanket, heavily covering the vast and boundless desert.
A bright, yet somewhat chilly, waning moon slowly climbed into the sky, casting its cold light upon the earth.
The temperature began to drop sharply, and the howling night wind echoed across the vast Gobi Desert like mournful ghostly cries.
That very night, the seemingly endless golden thread in Lin Hanzhou's sight abruptly stopped on a stretch of Gobi Desert not far ahead.
The golden light gathered into a point of light in mid-air, then flickered twice like a candle in the wind before completely dissipating into nothingness.
"Have we arrived yet?"
Lin Hanzhou's spirits lifted, and his previously languid posture instantly became upright.
He yanked the reins sharply, bringing the spirited horse, which was practically spitting fire, to a stop.
"Whoa—"
Seeing this, Yingyue immediately reined in her horse and stopped behind Lin Hanzhou.
She dismounted, the jet-black dagger instantly sliding into her palm. Her entire being was like a fully drawn bowstring, her divine sense immediately radiating outwards as she warily surveyed this unfamiliar territory.
However, in Yingyue's perception, this Gobi Desert was completely unremarkable.
All around were huge, weathered rocks riddled with holes, and the bones of some unknown beasts were scattered on the ground. Apart from the howling cold wind, there was no fluctuation of the formation or any sign of any lurking monsters.
This is the most ordinary, common, and barren dead land in the desert.
"Young Master, there seems to be nothing here?"
Yingyue looked around, a hint of doubt in her voice, but she didn't loosen her grip on the dagger in her hand.
Lin Hanzhou did not answer.
He dismounted as well, stepping onto the hard ground covered with gravel, and walked calmly to the place where the golden thread finally disappeared.
He slowly raised his right hand, his long, slender, white fingers pausing in mid-air for a moment before pressing down on the void as if he had touched something tangible.
"Buzz—"
The moment Lin Hanzhou's fingertips touched that void.
An unbelievable scene has unfolded!
The air, which had been completely empty, suddenly emitted a faint, strange hum.
Immediately afterwards, centered on Lin Hanzhou's fingertip, visible transparent ripples spread rapidly in all directions, like a pebble being thrown into a calm lake!
The originally stable spatial barrier began to twist and change like water waves under the vibration of these ripples!
Upon seeing this scene, Yingyue, who was standing behind Lin Hanzhou, widened her cold eyes instantly, her pupils contracted sharply, and the knuckles of her fingers holding the dagger turned white from shock.
"Empty... spatial barrier?! Folded void?!"
A storm raged in Yingyue's heart.
As a cultivator at the Dao Palace Realm, although she could not master the laws of space, she had seen related records in her family's ancient books.
To forcibly carve out an independent space between heaven and earth and perfectly hide it in the void is something that ordinary formations cannot do!
That's a divine power that only legendary saints who have reached the Dragon Transformation Realm or above can possibly unleash—to create a miniature secret realm by opening up a space as small as Mount Sumeru!
How could the young master know that a small world left behind by an unparalleled powerhouse was hidden in this desolate Gobi Desert?
Moreover, he didn't even need the incantation to activate it; he could trigger a spatial resonance simply by touching it with his hand!
Yingyue felt that the common sense about cultivation that she had built up over the years was being ruthlessly shattered layer by layer by the black-robed youth in front of her.
At this moment, Lin Hanzhou had no mind to care about Yingyue's shock.
He looked at the void portal that rippled outwards like waves, a hint of nostalgia and a deep smile flashing in his eyes.
"No wonder..."
Lin Hanzhou chuckled to himself.
He finally understood what this "guidance of fate" meant.
He had previously worried that this talent would lead him to some extremely dangerous ancient ruins to desperately seize resources, or guide him to find the treasure vault of some powerful force to commit murder and robbery.
After all that, it turned out that the thread of fate had led him all the way back to a coordinate he had left behind in his previous life!
Indeed, this small spatial barrier hidden deep in the desolate desert of Mobei Prefecture was the place where he placed the beginner's gift pack in his previous life.