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In the distance, the Azure Robed Woman slowly approached, and the old man's last sigh coincidentally reached her ears.
"He's not wrong; we can't go back now. Those who are hungry should bear with it for a while."
Seeing a few members of the Wen Family fidgeting, trying to return to their undamaged home, they were unaware that danger lurked at every moment, and every second should be cherished.
"Who is this?" The elderly man, frail and with white hair, raised his murky eyes. Few understood the Earthquake; how did she know?
Straining to squint in her direction, he was even more surprised when he realized it was a young woman.
Zhang Wuliang quickly introduced, "Great-Grandfather, this is Madam Yang, the mother of the Yang Scholar. Madam Yang, this is our Village's Old Immortal."
Great-Grandfather rasped a couple of sounds, and his smile grew brighter upon learning the Wen Family's identity, revealing a mouth with only a few remaining teeth.
"Good, impressive youth! What a pity to suffer such great hardships, cough cough."
Zhang Wuliang hurriedly called over those nearby and fetched some water from the river to feed the old man. "Great-Grandfather, take care of yourself; I’ll go check on others."
"Go on, go on!" The old man waved his bony hand and curled his sunken lips before slightly leaning against his descendant.
The recent escape had nearly exhausted all his strength, even though he had been carried out by his son and grandson.
Adding to that long string of conversation earlier left him panting; after all, at his age, he felt like an elderly man of ten years.
Wen Family crouched down to meet the old man's gaze. "Old man, you seem to know quite a bit. Do you have any good ideas? After all, there are so many people."
Wen Suling's heart was the softest; it was one thing for adults to endure, but each child huddled in their parents' arms was filled with fear. Their usual cleverness had vanished, leaving only bewildered wide eyes.
Her pitiful appearance softened her heart, and she couldn't help but think of her son who had left and the future daughter-in-law she had envisioned.
"They're all poor children," she said. "Anan, let's share some of the food we brought with Big Kid!"
Having some skills in martial arts, she moved quickly and managed to grab some food before running out.
Looking at Ten Li Pu, there were numerous collapsed houses. Even those that still stood were too dangerous to enter, as no one dared risk their lives. The trees by the roadside had fallen one after another, and if an aftershock occurred, it could be life-threatening.
As soon as she spoke, the villagers of Shili Pu expressed their immense gratitude, with the elderly man, Great-Grandfather, shedding tears.
"Thank you, Madam Yang! The children are hungry! You brought so much!" Seeing Anan leading several servants carrying supplies, the old man was too choked up to speak.
"There's no need to be polite, but this is all I have; it won't last long," Wen Family sighed lightly. She never dreamed that the earthquake she had seen in her youth, like a tale from a storybook, would actually happen.
And it came so suddenly and violently that no one was prepared.
On the main road leading to Biqi Town, two figures walked side by side, stepping unevenly as they moved forward. When they reached a deserted area, the boy pulled the girl along and swiftly maneuvered past obstacles like a gust of wind.
The two were none other than Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen. Where they passed had already turned into ruins; after a tree fell with a loud crash, it blocked what had once been a relatively smooth path.
At that moment, the road was littered with broken branches and stones that had rolled down from the mountain.
"Qingxi, let's pick up the pace!" With that, Yang Yichen suddenly wrapped his arms around the girl’s waist and pushed off hard with his toes. In an instant, the wind rushed past their ears.
The girl tightly grasped the boy's clothing and closed her eyes, feeling the wild wind whistling past them.
This wasn't their first time; thus, she wasn't nervous. After leaving Ten Li Pu earlier, Yang Yichen sought Liu Qingxi's opinion to speed up: "Qingxi, let me take you; we need to move fast!"
Without waiting for Liu Qingxi's affirmative response, the boy picked up the girl and ran, startling her into a sharp scream that startled several mice that had finally found a safe place.
Immediately, they began to scurry away in a flurry of squeaks.
The second time, although Liu Qingxi was nervous, she no longer screamed in fright.
As this continued through the third and fourth times, she became more composed.
Afterward, all that remained in her heart was worry for Liu Qingyan, as the fear of the aerial pursuits was completely overshadowed.
The girl slowly opened her eyes, and the trees along the roadside rushed past, leaving only vague and unclear shadows.
At that moment, she suddenly widened her eyes, seeing a crack several dozen centimeters wide right beneath her feet; it was a real chasm, bottomless.
If someone were to fall in, they would vanish without a trace in an instant.
This is the power of nature; it can nurture a community but can also instantly destroy groups of people.
The air grew increasingly oppressive, carrying the momentum of an impending storm as they passed by a village.
Liu Qingxi listened helplessly to their heart-wrenching cries, hearing faint calls for help from those buried underground as people desperately clawed their way out.
If something were to happen to Liu Qingyan, she couldn't imagine what would become of herself.
Time passed second by second, and Liu Qingxi's anxiety grew. The heart-wrenching scenes replayed in her mind continuously, yet Biqi Town still felt far away.
She had never felt Biqi Town to be so distant before.
Suddenly, the ground shook again; even those miles away could feel the tremors, let alone those in the epicenter of Biqi Town.
The sound of crashing echoed as trees splintered and rocks tumbled down. The ground split open beneath their feet, and Liu Qingxi watched helplessly as a crack appeared before her, barely a foot away from where they stood.
Due to the overwhelming force of the impact, combined with Yang Yichen's explosive internal energy, the two of them suddenly leaped forward in a great stride.
The air seemed to sway, and Liu Qingxi could no longer maintain her balance. They pressed tightly against each other, as if cradled in a rocking cradle, swaying back and forth.
At that moment, no matter how skilled Yang Yichen was in martial arts, he could not withstand the earth's eruption.
They could no longer keep their bodies steady and fell to the ground with a thud. In that instant, Yang Yichen summoned the last bit of his strength, flipping over to cushion Liu Qingxi beneath him.
Their eyes met, and amidst the danger, Yang Yichen was determined to protect her safety, an unspoken sentiment that stirred deep emotions.
In times of crisis, true feelings are revealed. The young man had followed her into town without hesitation, exerting all his effort to run with her, and now this act of shielding her.
Liu Qingxi's heart softened completely.
Suddenly, a rock came hurtling down. This was hardly the time for romance. Yang Yichen sprang up abruptly, grabbing Liu Qingxi—who lacked martial skills and couldn't react in time—and hurriedly pulled her to safety.
As the aftershock hit, they happened to pass by a mountain peak where massive boulders rolled down one after another.
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