Undoubtedly, the Red Rampart Desert was a dangerous place. Yet it was no longer attractive to cultivators above the four-chambered or thousand-gliphic state after a sandstorm revealed the buildings buried beneath the sand some time ago.
Back then, this piece of news shook the world, and all cultivators shared the same idea; to go treasure-hunting at the Red Rampart Desert.
However, a thousand years had passed. Countless elites and cultivators had already paid a visit and searched the entire area, most precious treasures were already taken away, leaving only those with restrictions that were unable to be taken away. But to those who were halfway to becoming one of the most powerful cultivators in the world, such treasures no longer mattered that much.
According to the results Cheuk Kwun came up with using his unique deduction techniques, Chui Yim’s unnamed fire bead was extraordinary and might be a remnant of the ancient sect’s secret style legacy.
After the flame inside the fire bead was removed, Cheuk Kwun spirit roamed the world using his Heaven’s Eye to search for a special flame in the world. It wasn’t an arduous task considering he had god’s perspective.
Sung Tsz Hin mentioned that in Cloud Palace, you should only care about following your heart, and since Chui Yim got that fire bead, it was destiny.
Chui Yim had to head to the Red Rampart Desert to find out for himself, thus the trip. It would be best to return with something, but if not, it would just be a holiday for him.
He didn’t really believe in destiny or fate, but he had no choice since it was Sung Tsz Hin’s order. Chui Yim might’ve been loud and carefree, but he was still aware of who treated him well and sincerely and who didn’t.
If he wasn’t, he wouldn’t be dragging the sleeping Hui Sai Cheong for dozens of miles.
The further west they went, the fewer plants and the more sand awaited them. Chui Yim dared not waste any time as he hurried towards the desert. He had read the Classic of Mountains and Seas and knew that, in the West, there was a huge difference in temperature between the morning and night.The desert was ablaze with scorching heat in the day, but plummeted drastically and adopted a cold embrace at night.
What Chui Yim feared the most was a sandstorm. In front of nature, even a Cloud Palace disciple was helpless. Thus, Chui Yim had to reach the only village in the West before the sun ascended to its zenith.
The village was called Wild Sand Village.
Frankly, the village name didn’t matter. They had already lost count of how many names this village had taken on over the years. The West was unsuitable for survival, and there weren’t any local products to be produced. Adding on the fact that the Red Rampart Desert was almost fully exploited, there weren’t any clans or sects that built a teleportation gliph formation here.
Thus, this village became a paradise for lawbreakers. It would be taken over by a new cultivator every few dozen years and renamed as their territory.
It was said that during the past few years, it was led by a three-chambered cultivator, Lee Kwong, who was also known as Wild Sand Blade. He led his group of brothers and came to the poverty-stricken West to dominate this village. They would head to the Red Rampart Desert for adventures from time to time.
With their ability, they were able to harvest some stuff from the Red Rampart Desert.
Lee Kwong might sound violent, but not Chui Sang who was working for him. Chui Sang was his right hand, and he was said to be from the Hoklo Chui Clan. He was not an important member of the clan and did not have a talent for cultivation. However, he had brains.
Under his lead, Wild Sand Village started receiving business and made some profits these past few years. They treated all guests politely and forged many good relationships. There were rumours that they were even planning to spend a huge amount of money to build a teleportation gliph formation to welcome larger business opportunities.
It was hard to believe that such a nobody would be able to take charge of a village so well.
Chui Yim pulled Hui Sai Cheong behind him. He could roughly see the village now. After a few centuries, many destructions and rebuilds, the village was no longer a village, but a town to be exact.
As Chui Sang was a Southerner, the architecture was familiar to Chui Yim – the high city doors, and even the guard post. Chui Yim pulled Hui Sai Cheong in without any hesitation.
The guards were ready to shout at Chui Yim, seeing that he was an ordinary teen, but the bulky Hui Sai Cheong he was dragging along made them think twice.
They were just simple followers of Lee Kwong and Chui Sang, having only one-chambered state cultivation. They could tell that Chui Yim was also in the one-chambered state, but unlike them, he had a bright future awaiting him.
They were in their forties, and there weren’t any more chances for them to break through.
Chui Sang had a good relationship with the young cultivators, and seeing Chui Yim, he did not ask too much and even had the intention of currying favour with him. Within no time, he let Chui Yim in.
Chui Yim went into a random inn, and under the badly shocked crowd’s eyes, he dragged Hui Sai Cheong up the stairs, causing his head to thump on every stair as they went. Even under such a painful experience, Hui Sai Cheong did not wake up and snored like thunder. The commoners couldn’t help but gasped at how cultivators were extraordinary; they even slept differently from commoners!
After putting Hui Sai Cheong on the bed, Chui Yim went to look around the village and ordered a kilo of meat from a restaurant to enjoy.
As he was enjoying his meal, he failed to notice that near him sat two men eating peacefully and drinking wine just like him.
The both of them were chatting at a normal volume, but even the table nearest them couldn’t hear them, thus they were not afraid that they would be overhead.
“Young Master, at the end of the day, food from the outside world is the best,” Ling Fei said, munching on his meal with a satisfied smile. The teenager was none other than Siu Fu.
Siu Fu downed his cup of wine happily. “Of course. Be it the wine-making techniques or the cooking techniques, they’re lacking by a lot back in the tower.”
Ling Fei nodded in agreement. “Young Master, why did you choose to break through here, at this timing?”
What he meant was, why Siu Fu chose to break through at the Red Rampart in the West during autumn.
“You know that I cultivate Night Lunar Star Gazing,” Siu Fu replied calmly. “Because I’m only at the Lunar Gazing level and not the Star Gazing level, I can only feel that there’s a suitable corpse in the Red Rampart for me.”
“Night Lunar Star Gazing is a powerful deduction style. It’s not easy to reach the Lunar Gazing level at such a young age like you, Young Master.” Ling Fei flashed him a gentle smile.
Siu Fu was not proud hearing this. After a short pause, he spoke up. “You shall wait for me at the village.”
“Sacred… Young Master…” Ling Fei’s face fell drastically.
“As you said, I’m the first in centuries to reach the Lunar Gazing level, so you should be confident with my deductions.” He shook his head, staring at Ling Fei with his pitch-black orbs seriously. “I can only find this opportunity if I make my way in alone. If you follow, my trip will be a waste.”
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