The desert was desolate, with sandstorms everywhere. Gale-force winds carried yellow sand, creating a massive sandstorm that swept across the land.
Tiny grains of sand danced wildly in the air, like sharp knives mercilessly slicing across people's faces. Sometimes, they were like the hands of a thousand demons, violently slamming people to the ground.
As far as the eye can see, the desert stretches out in a golden expanse, seemingly endless. The scorching sun beats down on the golden sand, reflecting a dazzling light that makes it hard to open one's eyes. In the distance, sand dunes rise one after another, stretching endlessly like a giant dragon winding its way through the landscape.
Amidst the yellow sand, a simple village appeared before everyone's eyes.
While dimensional travel is not a problem for Haotian, he still has to take care of four children.
Perhaps it was pre-arranged, but Xiao Hei told Die Fang and the others that this trip was not easy. She had exhausted all her strength on the way here and could not return to human form. She could only maintain her original form, which was a miniature version.
Like a small black snake, it could just fit inside Haotian's clothes.
Haotian was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by Diefang behind her.
When the group arrived in this desert, the yellow sand and blazing sun were probably lingering effects from before their transmigration. Haotian didn't want to move at all, so he simply conjured a wheelchair. He called it "training them."
Well, shielding them from the wind and sand and the scorching sun, and pushing my wheelchair, isn't that too much to ask? And do you really think my previous kiss was just something casual and without consequences?
Along the way, Haotian would occasionally explain this world to them.
This world is home to three major races, unlike the previous cultivation world where the human race was dominant and the demon race was suppressed. A powerful demon race member was even sealed away by a human immortal.
Hanqin looked at Chu Xinqiao, who was still in a daze, and couldn't help but sneeze. Surely, someone must have been talking about her, but she couldn't figure it out. How annoying.
This realm is inhabited by humans, demons, and elves.
The demon race is considered the number one race in this world because they practice bloodline suppression and a family system of direct lineage inheritance.
The human race is second only to Haotian. If it weren't for Haotian's sudden emergence, the human race would never have reached its current level.
The elves are third, but they are not a single race, but rather several races that are constantly fighting amongst themselves, just like the humans. They only unite against external forces when humans or demons harm them.
Demons are mostly physical, humans are mostly magical, and elves are both martial and magical.
Little Black poked a tiny dragon head out from Haotian's arms.
“Let me tell you, I was the one who trained your master back then, and no one could bully her at all.”
Upon hearing these words, Haotian, who was sitting in the chair, turned grim, as if a dark cloud had descended upon his face. His exquisitely beautiful face, which had previously exuded an aloofness, now conveyed a sense of impending doom, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Haotian pulled out that damned perverted dragon and grabbed her by the groin.
"Do you want me to poke your heart with your tail? How dare you say those words?"
The past is too painful to recall; that damned little black guy certainly caused a lot of trouble.
For example, knowing she was beautiful, she would always cover her face when going out, for fear of causing trouble.
That damned bastard took advantage of her inability to fight back then, forbidding her from wearing a mask. When she insisted on wearing a mask, he directly placed her portrait in the hands of some powerful and influential people at the time.
When they arrive in a place, they unleash a bloody storm.
Wherever I go, I am inexplicably wanted.
He even makes jokes about himself from time to time, which is the root cause of why Haotian sometimes wants to beat up Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei made a token attempt to break free, but finding it impossible, it had no choice but to give up and went limp.
Seeing this, Haotian simply snorted and threw the damned dragon into Wenxin's arms.
Looking at her pouting master, Diefang felt an irresistible urge to kiss him.
It seems that Master has become much more active since arriving here, as if... this is her true home.
However, what she didn't know was that Haotian was so active because she believed this world was the best place for her.
The group then quickly arrived at the rather desolate village.
This is a desolate and sparsely populated village, surrounded by barren land. The houses are dilapidated, with peeling walls, broken windows, and paint peeling off the doors, revealing rotten wood. The village roads are rugged and overgrown with weeds, making it appear extremely desolate.
As you enter the village, you see several elderly people sitting at their doorways, their faces etched with the marks of time, their eyes revealing helplessness and loneliness.
Some of the houses in the village were dark and damp, with moss-covered walls and wet floors. Inside each room was only a worn-out bed and a table with some personal belongings on it.
The village is desolate and sparsely populated; there seems to be no trace of young people, only a few elderly people living in this desolate village.
However, this was not their final destination. Haotian told Diefang and the others that he had helped them conceal their presence to avoid trouble.
And he calmly explained the situation to them.
They are now on the border of the human race, a place naturally sparsely populated, while the young people in the village are busy making a living in the so-called city.
Hundreds of years ago, this small village was once a city of the human race. Unfortunately, even after the lost territory was recovered, its former glory could never be regained, and now only this desolate little village remains.
Haotian also briefly told them their destination, which was a city not far ahead.
The city contained what she needed.
Statue of the King of Men...
To tell Xiaoqi, who was still struggling, that her master had returned.
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