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“Zhou Mengling, I, Wang Yi, will return.” Wang Yi stretched out his hand, and a burst of flames incinerated the corpse of the Yin Yang Twin Fiends completely. He turned to look at the black city wall and murmured. Although his voice was soft, it carried an unyielding determination.
“Killing Fields, I, Wang Yi, have arrived.” Wang Yi gazed at the endless yellow sands ahead and murmured.
As far as the eye could see, it was a vast expanse of golden yellow, boundless and without end.
The sun blazed fiercely, casting down scorching rays like a handful of chili water splashed onto Wang Yi.
Licking his cracked lips, Wang Yi felt as if fire was rising in his throat.
“I’ve been walking for three days; when will this desert come to an end?” Wang Yi looked at the barren landscape before him, a hint of hesitation on his face. He took out a map; it indicated that Jincheng was about three thousand miles from the Killing Fields, meaning he had barely covered half the distance.
A struggle appeared on Wang Yi's face. Now the Song Kingdom was filled with people hunting him down. If he returned, he would surely die, but going to the Killing Fields offered a glimmer of hope.
If he didn’t go, he would die.
Wang Yi took a deep breath. The food he had brought was already consumed; now he relied solely on medicinal pills to sustain himself, but there was no water. In the desert, lacking water meant death.
“It seems I must find a water source quickly; otherwise, I won’t need Zhou Mengling to kill me—I’ll die of thirst here,” Wang Yi murmured.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sound of a hurricane came from behind him. Wang Yi's expression changed slightly as he turned around in shock. He saw a terrifying sandstorm rushing toward him. This sandstorm was incredibly fearsome, towering hundreds of feet high and sweeping across the ground like a blanket, nearly obscuring half the sky. The once golden world now seemed to be facing an apocalyptic descent under this terrifying sandstorm.
“Is today the day I, Wang Yi, will die here?” Wang Yi looked at the towering sandstorm with despair on his face. The power of nature is something no one can resist; no matter how strong you are, you are utterly vulnerable before it—there is only one path: death.
Rumbling!
Sandstorm sounded closer and suddenly appeared before Wang Yi.
Rumbling!
Wang Yi's mind shook, feeling as if the yellow sand engulfed him, and then he knew nothing more...
Ding ding ding...
A clear sound of camel bells rang out in the boundless desert, as a caravan appeared on the golden horizon.
"Stop." Black Giant raised his hand to signal everyone to halt.
"Captain Liu, may I ask why we are stopping?" A plump middle-aged man stepped out of a vehicle, his long eyes peeking out from between his chubby cheeks, filled with the cunning and wisdom of a merchant.
"Lord Wang, there is someone who has fainted ahead." Captain Liu pointed to a sand dune in front.
"Oh, someone go check if he’s dead?" Lord Wang stroked his two mustaches at the corners of his mouth and waved his hefty palm, saying, "I suspect this person must have encountered the Sandstorm, which is why he unfortunately met with disaster here."
"Lord Wang has sharp insight; he is indeed correct." Captain Liu flattered him.
"Of course, I am Wang Zeng, who has traversed this desert for over a decade. This matter is not difficult to deduce." Lord Wang said proudly.
"Reporting to you, my lord, this person is still breathing." A servant dug out the person buried in the sand dune; it was a young man in his twenties with a scar on his face, looking quite ugly.
"Oh dear, do you want to scare your master to death?" Wang Zeng showed a look of disgust and scolded, "What an eyesore; how could we save such a person?"
"My... my lord, should we still save him?" The servant looked at Wang Zeng in fear and asked.
"Save him, of course I will save him. Since I started walking this road, I vowed to the gods to be a charitable person. Although he looks ugly, that shouldn't stop me from saving him." Lord Wang said with a kind expression, addressing the air, "God, look, this is already the one hundred and third person I've saved. You must bless us to travel safely through this desert, so that I can do more good deeds."
"Lord Wang's compassion will surely bring peace and prosperity," Captain Liu remarked, not surprised by this. Although Wang Zeng was a man who loved wealth, he had a kind heart. In this desolate desert, as long as he encountered any travelers who were still alive, he would save them. According to his belief, he was doing good for himself and only hoped that the gods would show mercy and ensure his safety.
Indeed, it was true that Lord Wang had walked in the desert for over a decade without ever encountering a sandstorm. Even when he did face one, it was more of a scare than a danger. This further strengthened Wang Zeng's belief in doing good deeds.
"Alright, Captain Liu, we've saved the person; whether he can survive depends on him now." Wang Zeng finished speaking and noticed Eyesore's cracked lips. "You should give him some water first and see if he can wake up."
The servant responded and carried Eyesore to the carriage.
"Let's go," Captain Liu waved his hand.
For everyone else, this was just an episode, but for Wang Yi, it meant saving his life.
As night fell, the moonlight in the desert was exceptionally bright, illuminating the yellow sand like dazzling gold.
Several campfires flickered in the desert.
"Wang Er, has that man woken up?" Wang Zeng patted his belly with satisfaction.
"Reporting to you, my lord, he just woke up," Wang Er replied.
"Oh, it seems Eyesore is quite resilient," Wang Zeng waved his hand. "Since he's awake, give him some steamed buns to eat and a bit of water before letting him go!"
"Yes," Wang Er said.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, casting water-like light. Wang Yi felt that the moon in the desert was particularly bright. He recalled the moment he encountered the sandstorm and smiled faintly. It seemed that the lord did not want him to die just yet; since that was the case, he would live even better.
"Hey, Eyesore, I'm talking to you?" Wang Er looked at Wang Yi with disgust, frowned, and threw two buns in front of Wang Yi, saying, "Eyesore, these are from my master for you. Now hurry up and leave!"
After finishing, Wang Er spat on the ground and said, "Consider yourself lucky. If it weren't for my master, you would have been taken away by that wolf long ago. By now, there wouldn't even be a bone left of you."
Wang Yi was taken aback for a moment and then asked, "Excuse me, brother, may I ask who your master is? Could you please take me to thank him?"
"Thank him? Hmph, Eyesore, my master has a heart of gold. How could someone as ugly as you meet him?" Wang Er said with disdain. "My master only requires that once you wake up, you leave immediately. Do you understand?"
"Brother, I just want to express my gratitude and personally thank your master. Could you please make an exception?" Wang Yi got off the carriage, took out some silver coins from his pocket, and placed them in Wang Er's hand, saying, "I hope you can help me with this."
"Oh my, sir, you're too kind. My master is kind-hearted and never seeks recognition for his good deeds. Alright then, I'll fulfill your wish. Follow me!" Wang Er's eyes lit up as he hurriedly put the silver into his chest and glanced at the bonfire before feeling relieved.
Before long, Wang Er brought Wang Yi before Wang Zeng.
"Hmph, Wang Er, why didn't you follow my instructions and bring this Eyesore here?" Wang Zeng said with a look of disgust towards Wang Er.
"Master, I..." Wang Er was immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Wang Yi, thank you for saving my life," Wang Yi bowed respectfully.
"Ah, you also share the surname Wang. It seems we are indeed fated," Wang Zeng showed a hint of interest.
"Lord Wang must be joking; perhaps we were family five hundred years ago?" Wang Yi smiled.
"Hmph, how could someone like you be related to me? You're just an Eyesore," Wang Zeng scoffed. "Aren't I already with Wang Er? Once you wake up, you can leave."
"Lord Wang, I am grateful for your kindness. I have nothing but a hundred gold pieces to offer and hope that Lord Wang will allow me to stay for two days until I can leave this desert." Wang Yi took out a pouch of gold and silver and presented it to Wang Zeng. Then he wiped his face with his palm and smiled, saying, "Although I'm not a handsome man, I'm certainly not on the same level as an Eyesore. So please just call me Wang Yi."
"You..." Wang Zeng looked at the young man in front of him, who was handsome and extraordinary, and was momentarily taken aback. He then smiled and said, "Brother Wang, your True Qi is remarkable, but why do you present yourself in this manner?"
"It's just a bit of precaution. Why should Lord Wang take offense?" Wang Yi replied calmly.
"I'm not unreasonable. Since that's the case, I'll take you along," Wang Zeng said, his narrow eyes flashing with a hint of brilliance.
"Thank you, Lord Wang," Wang Yi said. "I am unaware if Lord Wang's caravan is heading to the Killing Fields?"
"Indeed," Wang Zeng raised an eyebrow, revealing a trace of pride. "I've been mingling in the Killing Fields for over a decade and am quite familiar with it. If you wish to know something, I can tell you, but..."
"Please inform me, and I will never forget your great kindness, Lord Wang. I will surely repay you in the future," Wang Yi said as he cupped his hands in salute.
"As for the Killing Fields, I know everything about it," Wang Zeng stroked his two mustaches at the corners of his mouth and said proudly. "Although there are no nations or anything like that in the Killing Fields, there are Four Great Kings: Eastern King Di Xie, Southern King Fengyunxin, West King Guihan, and North King Xiao Xingyun. They are all peak experts of the Transformation Realm."
"Their subordinates are numerous strong individuals; Mysterious Realm, Breakthrough, Transcendent Realm Experts are everywhere. They are far stronger than our Chu Kingdom. However, with your status, you may never see them. Additionally, there are first-rate forces like the Tiger Gang, Tiger Wolf Gang, Frenzied Blade Sect, and Blood Sect. If you encounter them, be sure not to provoke them; otherwise, you won't even know how you died."
"Lord Wang's words will be remembered," Wang Yi nodded. However, his heart trembled; the Killing Fields was indeed a place filled with powerful individuals, far stronger than the Song Kingdom. It should be noted that there were only about ten Transcendent Realm Experts publicly known in the Song Kingdom, yet there were so many in the Killing Fields.
At the same time, he realized that this Lord Wang was from Chu Kingdom and mistakenly believed that he was also from Chu Kingdom. This point was something Wang Yi did not deny; he did not reveal his true identity as it was what he hoped for.
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