Three rogue cultivators in the mid-stage of Qi Refining spent their days dreaming of reaching the Nascent Soul and Deity Transformation realms.

The sun rose, but Shenxian'er remained worried. The thought of facing a Nascent Soul cultivator made her heart ache with tension.

The caravan would travel for a whole day without resting in between.

As the sun set, but before it got dark, Weng Liang finally ordered a rest.

They were stationed on the outskirts of the forest.

The forest is a primitive zone, teeming with monsters, devoid of civilization, a true place where the strong prey on the weak.

The three of them dug a small pit, made a fire pit, and roasted taro and potatoes, which were ordinary foods that ordinary people eat.

The same was true for everyone else, except for a few people like Weng Liang who were at the late stage of Qi Refining, who consumed the flesh of demonic beasts to ensure their abundant spiritual power.

The sky was completely dark, and the individual fire pits looked like fireflies gathered together, or like lanterns floating on a black sea.

The three were warming themselves by the fire when Weng Liang came over, carrying a piece of monster meat about half the size of a fist wrapped in leaves.

“Nizi,” he smiled, looking very handsome, “Here you go.”

"Brother Liang." Xu Ni took the monster meat and was about to stand up when he pressed her back down.

"Get some rest." Weng Liang lowered his voice. "We'll set off in half an hour. There will definitely be monsters attacking the caravan in the forest, so stick close to me."

Xu Ni, who is usually eloquent, could only say, "Thank you, Brother Liang!"

Weng Liang was the team leader. He told her the route and the time, which made her feel a sense of superiority and admiration for Weng Liang.

Weng Liang laughed and said, "There's nothing to thank me for. I've watched you grow up. Who else would I take care of if not you? Don't worry—"

He glanced at Jiang Xiaoyue and Shen Xian'er, and continued, "I've traveled this road many times. It's dangerous, but not fatal. Just follow my instructions."

"Yes, thank you, Brother Liang," Jiang Xiaoyue replied.

Shenxian'er is rather introverted; she only dares to bow her head to express her gratitude to strangers.

"You must be a fairy, right?" Weng Liang asked with a smile.

The fairy nodded again.

"Haha, I've heard so much about you!" Weng Liang laughed twice without any malice, then turned and left.

As soon as he left, Xu Ni couldn't help but boast, "Not bad, right?"

"He's a good person," Jiang Xiaoyue agreed.

His demeanor, cultivation, and appearance are all impeccable. As for whether he likes to go to the Myriad Sounds Pavilion, it won't bother anyone if a male cultivator without a partner goes there.

"Is this monster meat?" Shenxian'er swallowed hard.

"Hehe, I'll divide it!" Xu Ni took out a dagger.

A piece of monster meat the size of half a fist was shared among three people. It was so delicious that they couldn't bear to eat it too quickly. They would take a small bite of meat and then gnaw on two large bites of taro or potato.

The taro and potatoes have become more fragrant.

Even the spirit sheep came closer, only to be scolded by Xu Ni: "Take one more step closer, and I'll roast you!"

“Baa~~~” The spirit sheep showed her how it pooped.

The other squad members looked at the three with envy, but also with a mixture of flattery and awe.

In the caravan and on the trade route, Weng Liang's authority reached its peak. No one wanted to offend him during this period, so the three of them also became people who could not be provoked.

These gazes made the monster meat in Xu Ni's mouth taste even better.

At the same time, Li Changzhou's divine senses covered the surroundings.

Team leaders such as Weng Liang used soundproof talismans to ensure safety, and the departure time and route arrangements would not be disclosed. This is why Xu Ni felt superior because she was told the route.

The mere sound of musical notes could not stop Li Changzhou.

Forced entry.

“...Three orphans without parents, how pitiful.” Weng Liang ate the monster meat.

A burly man grinned maliciously: "Tell Yu Yue not to rush to sell; let's play for a couple of days first."

Weng Liang slowly said, "Xu Ni and Jiang Xiaoyue are fine, but Shen Xian'er, don't move. Let me be the hero and save the beauty."

"Oh, is Ong Hwa Lang tempted?" the crowd jeered.

Weng Liang wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth: "It is indeed beautiful. I'll take less spirit stones after the goods are sold."

After listening for a while, it was learned that Weng Liang's caravan was divided into two parts: one group was responsible for protecting the caravan, and the other group disguised themselves as robbers.

Every time they went on a trade route, they would rob and plunder a portion of the goods, and sell the people as well.

The remaining portion, protected by the caravan, arrived safely at the market.

"When merchants travel, injuries and deaths are inevitable." This was their mockery of the crowd.

Li Changzhou listened to the bloody conversation between Weng Liang and the others, and looked at the three innocent little ones, remaining silent.

Half an hour later, the caravan set off again and entered the forest.

"Everyone be on high alert!" Weng Liang warned sternly. "Not only are there demonic beasts in the forest, but those cultivators who have undergone tribulations will also be lying in ambush here. We must keep moving until we get through!"

The cattle and horses were restless and only dared to enter after being whipped.

The sheep looked around nervously, and its bowel movements became smoother.

Everyone walked incredibly fast, wearing lightness talismans, their feet barely touching the ground. At first glance, it looked like a group of ghosts skimming low overhead.

"roar!!"

A ferocious roar, from a Moonlight Tiger.

Before a woman could react, her protective talisman was shattered by the Moonlight Blade, and her head was bitten off.

Its head exploded in the Moon Tiger's mouth, like a juicy tomato.

The caravan was thrown into chaos.

"You beast!" Weng Liang roared in fury, raising his magic sword.

The magic sword gleamed coldly, and a blood-red streak flashed across the dark forest.

The Moonlight Tiger howled, a gash appearing on its body, and fled in panic.

Weng Liang didn't give chase, but glared hatefully at the headless corpse of the female cultivator on the ground: "Go!"

No one dared to linger.

The forest was so dense that the occasional moonlight filtering through the layers of tree canopy only added to the eerie atmosphere.

There was no path underfoot, only waist-high weeds, thick tree roots, and rotting fallen leaves.

Occasionally, you can even see skeletons.

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