Zhuo Dai and her brother are clearly from an ethnic minority; their features are striking, with high noses, deep-set eyes, and healthy wheat-colored skin.

When the two of them stood in front of Ye Ling, their whole being exuded joy.

They still can't believe that they not only took a bath, but also wore new clothes, all new inside and out. It felt so comfortable.

Ye Ling handed them the two glasses of water she had prepared earlier: "Drink these."

The siblings, who are usually very vigilant, surprisingly accepted the drink without hesitation and drank it all in large gulps.

Zhuo Pu exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, it's sweet and delicious!"

Seeing how much they trusted her, Ye Ling said, "You're just going to drink it like this? Aren't you afraid I'll poison you?"

Zhuo Dai shook her head and smiled, "No, I trust my intuition."

Ye Ling stood up, patted their heads, and said, "Your intuition is good. Let's go and meet up with them."

She didn't ask who else was in their family, nor did she ask them anything else, because she already knew what she needed to know.

When the three of them found Wen Yanchen and his group, they discovered that they were surrounded by a group of men.

Qi Yun held the game console with excitement, her expression and movements full of effort.

Wen Yanchen reminded him from the side, "Don't just keep charging in, or you'll die again."

A tall man standing nearby said, "Qi Yun, you've had enough fun. Let me have a turn."

Qi Yun refused without even looking up: "Go away, this is mine, I haven't had enough fun yet."

The man, Gong Quan, conjured a red fruit in his hand and handed it to Qi Yun: "I'll trade you a spirit fruit for an hour of playtime."

As soon as the red fruit appeared, the surrounding air was filled with its fragrance. Even a slightly foggy head would clear up after smelling it, which shows how precious this fruit is.

Qi Yun glanced at him briefly and said indifferently, "What a madman. 30 minutes at most."

"make a deal."

Gong Quan shoved the fruit into his arms and quickly took the game console to play.

Wen Yanchen's eyes flickered, and he said, "You all have storage bags, can you sell me one?"

Qi Yun looked at him and said, "I do have some extras here, but I doubt you can afford them."

Wen Yanchen raised an eyebrow. He was just testing the waters, but he didn't expect it to be a storage bag, and quite a lot of them at that.

This is not a good thing. Not only are they powerful, but everyone also has a storage bag. If this were peacetime, who knows how many good things would be lost.

"How big is the space? This is an essential item for every cultivator like you."

Qi Yun stretched out her finger and shook it: "I know you're trying to trick me, but since you taught me how to play this Peace Elite, I can tell you a few things."

The others quickly interjected, "Are you crazy? You can't just reveal this like that!"

Qi Yun glanced at them sideways: "Do I know you guys that well?"

He called Wen Yanchen and You Ziming aside and said in a low voice, "I'm not friends with them, we're strangers. Getting here wasn't easy, it came at a price."

All I can tell you is that I came here in a friendly manner and have no intention of making enemies. But this only applies to me.

Wen Yanchen nodded slightly. Qi Yun was indeed different from the others. He didn't have a sharp aura and only had a curious attitude towards everything here.

Ye Ling and Zhuo Dai watched them from a short distance away with their arms crossed. Zhuo Dai said, "Sister, that man kept asking us to be his servants. After we refused, he tried to tempt us with meat buns and roast chicken."

She looked up and asked softly, "Is he not from around here? What's his purpose in coming here? Is he here to kidnap children?"

Ye Ling looked down at her: "He is indeed not from here. Next time you encounter these people, if they ask you to do something, as long as it's not against your morals or conscience, you can agree."

"Why?"

"Because it saves my life."

Ye Ling frowned slightly and said, "When you are weak, you must learn to endure. Only by surviving will you have a chance to fight back. But if the other party does something that makes you uncomfortable or angry, you don't need to endure it."

Everyone dies eventually. It's better to die a glorious death than to live a miserable life. Of course, I also hope you can all live well.

Zhuo Dai nodded thoughtfully, and Ye Ling said to them, "I still have things to take care of. You two find a place to stay and don't wander off."

Zhuo Dai quickly pressed on, "Sister, will you come to see us again? Sister, can we come with you? We can do any kind of work, and we're not afraid of dying."

Ye Ling looked into her eyes and saw the bright, expectant sparkle within them. She said, "Take good care of your brother. We'll see each other soon."

After she finished speaking, she was already ten steps away from them.

You Ziming stepped forward and lowered his voice, saying, "The leaders here want to see us; they're in that house over there right now. Shall we go over there now?"

Ye Ling nodded: "Time is tight, let's go over and talk."

With his back to Qi Yun and the others, You Ziming looked down at Ye Ling and whispered, "I learned from their conversation that they come from different sects, which means they came with a mission."

Ye Ling looked up at him and nodded slightly. "We can't act rashly before we figure out their purpose. Let's go."

On the other side.

Ye Yanling, Ye Jinyan, and his racing friend Zhu Yuanlong were sitting in a noodle shop. Zhu Yuanlong poured them a glass of baijiu, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and said bitterly, "Brother, to be honest, I have a feeling that my time is running out."

But if I can see you before I die, then I have no regrets.

After saying that, he picked up a disposable cup and downed the liquor in one gulp.

Ye Yanling looked at this young master. He used to only drink the most expensive wines. He wouldn't even glance at this kind of liquor that cost only a dozen yuan a bottle.

But now, they don't even want to waste a single drop of alcohol.

He looked down at the cup in his hand and said, "Don't be so pessimistic, people still have hope."

Zhu Yuanlong chuckled self-deprecatingly, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He held up his wrist, revealing a shocking, blackened wound. "See? This is just on my wrist. I have many wounds like this all over my body."

Ye Yanling and Ye Jinyan frowned slightly, and then Zhu Yuanlong lowered his sleeves, took another puff of his cigarette, and said, "This wound is both itchy and painful, and it's like this all the time."