After several days of flight, the cloud ship carrying the goods finally entered the border area of Zhongzhou.
Reaching the border is roughly equivalent to reaching the front line.
In reality, the so-called front line in the struggle between cultivators and demons is not clearly defined.
Because of its high mobility, the front line, the front line of combat, is often a large area.
Having accepted a mission to escort goods, Wu Er followed Dui Wu here again.
A few years later, the place changed.
Instead of cultivating, Wu Er went to the deck of the cloud boat and looked into the distance.
What met the eye was not the flames of war, nor the struggle between two sides, but a scene of utter devastation.
Yes, it was a scene of devastation, a wasteland, and ruins.
Beneath these desolate and chaotic ruins lie the remains of many unidentified people.
"Quite a few people must have died..."
Wu Er said it casually.
With more experience, although seeing such scenes still makes me feel uncomfortable, I no longer show it on my face.
But thinking of all the people in the cultivator city who wanted to go to the battlefield and make a name for themselves, Wu Er still showed a hint of sadness.
Fortunately, he took it back as soon as it was revealed.
Mature people learn to control their emotions.
However, even though he could take back his feelings, Wu Er felt a tightness in his chest.
Ha, people can be so pretentious.
"They say they gained fame and glory on the battlefield, but now they are just withered bones under the walls of the ruins."
Helpless, Wu Er could only say this sentence, subtly expressing his feelings and thoughts.
Heading east, they flew out of Zhongzhou and arrived at the Eastern Wilderness.
It was still that cultivator city, the cultivator city of the Eastern Wilderness.
Wu Er still remembers escaping from here; back then, those two junior disciples even said they would issue a warrant for his arrest.
But now it seems, who has issued a warrant for his arrest?
Back in the cultivator city of Zhongzhou, missions were still accepted, and no one cared about his escape attempts from previous years.
This shows just how intense the fighting on the front lines is.
Even deserters are no longer being managed.
It's hard to say whether lower-level cultivators would desert, but if someone were sent to capture a Nascent Soul cultivator like Wu Er, the front line would lose a lot of mid-to-high-level combat power.
This wasn't a worthwhile deal, so I quietly cancelled it.
It's so realistic, almost ridiculously so. Even an arrest warrant can be cancelled.
Upon reaching the cultivator city in the Eastern Wilderness, the cloud boat fleet slowly descended.
Wu Er has completed his mission. He was very lucky this time, as he traveled safely and did not encounter any roadblocks.
After disembarking from the cloud boat, a group of cultivators from various sects came to unload the cargo.
Actually, saying they were unloading goods just meant they were there to pick up storage bags.
As a cultivator, would you really use a cloud boat to transport goods?
That would take up too much space!
They put the goods into storage bags and then transported the storage bags by cloud boat.
If it weren't for the fact that storage treasures can't be nested inside larger bags, there would be no need for people to escort the goods.
Watching them busily unloading the goods, Wu Er headed towards the city.
He's off to collect his reward, and he also wants to see if there are any other non-bloody missions.
Walking through the city, I found it to be completely different from Zhongzhou.
A few years ago, this place was quite prosperous, comparable to the cultivator cities of Zhongzhou.
But now the prosperity is gone, and all that's left is tension.
The streets were almost deserted. The entertainment venues and all sorts of shops had disappeared, leaving only a military storage site.
It should be called an ammunition storage point, because Wu Er can't think of any other name for these places.
If the cultivator cities of Zhongzhou are full of glory, then this city is also full of glory, but this light is the light of fire and the light of killing magic weapons.
Walking down the street, Wu Er felt both strange and familiar.
After wandering around the streets for a long time, they still couldn't find the place to accept the mission.
Could it be that they demolished this place for accepting missions because of preparations for war?
Okay, it seems I'll have to go to Zhongzhou to claim the reward and accept the quest.
Shaking his head, Wu Er returned to the place where the cloud boat was parked, wanting to find a cloud boat to return to Zhongzhou.
After looking around the open space for a long time, I found that the cloud boats had no markings and I couldn't tell where they were going.
Helpless, Wu Er had no choice but to ask a cultivator from a nearby sect.
"Fellow Daoist, is there a cloud boat here that can return to Zhongzhou?"
Because they were on someone else's turf, Wu Er spoke very politely.
The cultivator glanced at Wu Er, then spoke up: "A rogue cultivator?"
Wu Er nodded and replied, "Yes."
The monk then asked, "Do you have any military orders from above?"
"A military order?" Wu Er was surprised. "You need a military order just to ride a cloud boat?"
Seeing Wu Er's appearance, the cultivator said with a hint of sarcasm, "Of course, it's wartime now. Since you've come from Zhongzhou, you might as well stay put."
Upon hearing this, Wu Er understood.
This major human sect really has a lot of ideas.
Everyone knows that the people who stockpile these goods are seasoned veterans who don't like to shed blood, unlike those young people who would risk their lives for a few words. So they came up with this tactic called "no return for those who take it".
They won't arrange a cloud boat for you to return; they're forcibly keeping you in the Eastern Wilderness.
That's a really insidious trick.
"So? Still going to ride the cloud boat?"
Seeing Wu Er's bitter expression, the monk once again spoke sarcastically.
Wu Er didn't give him a friendly look, glared at the cultivator, and walked away alone.
"I've really learned something from you that you can do things this way."
Walking down the street, Wu Er grew angrier the more he thought about it.
These monks who were escorting the goods dared not leave the city easily for their own safety.
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