PDLP Chapter 36 Desert Sandstorm, Life and Death on the Line
Chapter 36 Desert Sandstorm, Life and Death on the Line
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Qixia Town.
Li House.
A month has passed.
In the past month, Qixia Town has undergone tremendous changes.
The "Grandmaster Battle" that night at the mass grave swept through the entire Nanyang Prefecture like a fierce storm.
The news that "Blazing Blade" Zhao Wuji was actually the notorious bandit "Lin Yichen" spread like wildfire.
In order to seize the Earth-rank martial arts technique, he first killed the prefectural commander, then slaughtered his fellow martial artists, but was ultimately killed on the spot by a mysterious blind master who saw injustice!
After leaving behind Lin Yichen's head, the mysterious blind master vanished, concealing his achievements and fame.
This "truth," meticulously fabricated and disseminated by Qian Si, quickly gained everyone's approval.
After all, with witnesses and physical evidence, they have no choice but to believe it.
The Nanyang Prefectural Government was furious upon receiving the news.
On the one hand, they continued to issue wanted notices, offering a reward for the whereabouts of the missing "Blind Grandmaster," in an attempt to reclaim the "Mysterious Ice Manual" as "trophies."
On the other hand, they also sent envoys to the Liehuo Sect, the largest sect in Nanyang County, to demand an explanation!
Overnight, the Blazing Fire Sect lost its most valued eldest disciple and its beloved daughter, causing the sect leader to vomit blood in anger and nearly suffer a qi deviation.
After this battle, the Blazing Fire Sect was severely weakened, its reputation plummeted, and internal strife over the succession struggle led to its disintegration.
Meanwhile, Wei Cheng, the deputy leader of the Raging Waves Gang, escaped the battle at the mass grave by sheer luck. After returning, he exaggerated his terrifying experiences from that night and spread the news extensively, which actually boosted his prestige within the gang. He seemed poised to take over the position.
The entire martial arts world of Nanyang County was reshuffled because of this sudden "battle of grandmasters".
But surprisingly, Qixia Town, the epicenter of all this storm, has become calm.
Those martial artists who came for Earth-rank cultivation techniques, after witnessing the terror of the Grandmaster battle and Zhao Wuji's tragic end, all abandoned their unrealistic fantasies and slunk away from this place of trouble.
Qixia Town has returned to its former tranquility, and is even more stable and prosperous than before.
Because everyone knows that Qixia Town is now ruled by a man named Qian Si. And behind this man Qian Si stands the mysterious master of the Li family, who dares to scheme against even grandmasters!
The Li residence became an absolute forbidden zone that no one in the entire Qixia Town dared to approach.
What no one knew was that the mysterious master who created all these legends had disappeared for a whole month.
Backyard, inside the bedroom.
Qin Shuyu sat on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl of steaming lotus seed soup in her hand, but staring blankly out the window.
It's been a month. My uncle has been gone for a month.
For her, every day of that month felt like an eternity.
Every day, she would cook his favorite dishes and then sit by the window waiting for him to come home.
They waited from dawn until dusk, and from dusk until late at night.
But that familiar figure never appeared.
She had asked Qian Si, but all Qian Si knew was that his master had gone to hunt down an extremely powerful enemy.
As for where he went or when he would return, he had no idea.
Qin Shuyu had thought about going out to find him, but the world was so vast, where could a weak woman like her, who had no strength to even kill a chicken, go to look for him?
All she could do was wait, foolishly wait.
At the same time, she did not forget her promise to her uncle.
During this month, she spent all her time practicing the "Eternal Spring Technique" except for waiting.
She was astonished to discover that she seemed to be born with the talent to cultivate this technique.
She could remember the obscure incantations after just one glance, and she quickly mastered the complex meridian pathways.
In just one month, her internal energy had grown from nothing to a level that even she herself found unbelievable.
She could feel her body getting better day by day. Her original sickly paleness had completely disappeared, replaced by a healthy, rosy complexion.
Her originally weak and powerless body was now filled with a faint sense of strength.
She knew that all of this was given to her by her uncle, who used his own vitality to lay the most solid foundation for her.
Therefore, she must cultivate even harder! She must become stronger!
She wanted to wait until her uncle came back so that he could see a completely new and different version of herself!
He is no longer a burden to himself, but can even help him!
"Uncle..."
Where are you...?
Qin Shuyu murmured to herself, her eyes welling up again.
She put down the bowl in her hand, stood up and walked into the courtyard, then took a deep breath and assumed the starting posture of Changchun Gong.
It definitely will!
Yellow sand filled the sky, and the sun blazed overhead.
The boundless desert is like a giant steamer, scorching every living thing on the earth.
A caravan of a dozen or so camels is struggling through this sea of death.
"Boss, it's no use, the water... the water's almost gone!"
A chapped-lipped fellow shouted weakly to the burly man with a thick beard walking at the front.
Upon hearing this, the burly man with the bushy beard turned extremely pale.
He glanced back at the dejected camel caravan and the ashen-faced men behind him, then looked up at the scorching sun that seemed to melt people, and a deep despair welled up in his heart.
They've been lost in this damned desert for three days, and their water and food supplies are almost gone.
If they can't find an oasis, they'll all die here!
"You all better pull yourselves together!"
The burly man with a bushy beard roared, encouraging himself and his men.
"Just another half day! Half a day at most! We'll definitely get out of this godforsaken place!"
Although he himself knew in his heart that this was nothing but self-deception.
Just when everyone was in despair, a cold, emotionless voice came from the magnificent carriage that had been following the procession at a leisurely pace.
"Head southeast."
There is a water source thirty miles away.
What?!
The burly man with the bushy beard and all his men looked up sharply at the mysterious carriage. They stared in horror at the sight.
Southeast?
Thirty miles away?
There's a water source?!
How...how is this possible?!
How did this mysterious young lady know that she didn't get out of the car?!
Could it be that she possesses the legendary ability to see and hear things from afar?
"What are you still standing there for?"
Inside the carriage, Yaoyue's voice came again, tinged with displeasure.
"Yes! Yes!"
The burly man with the bushy beard seemed to wake from a dream, no longer daring to have the slightest doubt.
Although it sounds incredible, for some reason he subconsciously chose to believe it.
Perhaps it was because of the unquestionable tone of the other party, or perhaps it was because they had no other choice but to believe.
"Did you all hear that?! Turn around! Head southeast!"