In the process of searching for the Demon-Slaying Sword, they unexpectedly encountered other cultivators, but they only exchanged brief glances without even saying hello.
"Grandpa, could these people also be looking for the Evil-Slaying Sword?" After they parted ways, Wang Ruyi asked Grandpa Wang.
Old Wang said, "That should be true, otherwise why would we come to this vast Gobi Desert?"
Liu Xiaoyuan didn't care what these cultivators were doing there. In his opinion, even if they came to find the Evil-Slaying Sword, it was none of his business. As long as he found the Evil-Slaying Sword, he and Baihu would be able to defeat any of them together.
Soon, it got dark, but there was still no trace of the Evil-Slaying Sword. Liu Xiaoyuan looked at Old Wang and asked if he should stay in the town or sleep on the Gobi Desert for the night.
Because it is in the Gobi Desert, the temperature difference between night and day is large. After nightfall, the temperature drops immediately and becomes very cold.
Liu Xiaoyuan immediately recalled a saying he had learned in school: "Wear a cotton-padded jacket at night and a gauze dress at noon, and eat watermelon around the stove."
This perfectly describes the Gobi Desert: during the day, it's scorching hot under the blazing sun, but as soon as night falls, the temperature drops drastically, becoming bitterly cold.
Fortunately, Liu Xiaoyuan and his companions were cultivators, so this slight temperature difference was not enough to cause them any discomfort.
Of course, nobody likes to spend the night on such a cold night; everyone prefers to spend a quiet night in a warm room.
It's like having a good meal on the table, why eat a meal of radishes and cabbage?
Old Wang said, "Let's continue searching here. I think the longer we wait, the more people will likely come."
Hearing what Lao Wang said, Liu Xiaoyuan nodded, thinking that it made sense. The longer it dragged on, the more cultivators would arrive later.
Although Liu Xiaoyuan was not afraid of the arrival of these cultivators, having too many was not a good thing and would be disadvantageous to him.
So, that night, everyone worked without rest, carefully searching outside for the whereabouts of the Evil-Slaying Sword and the Great Killing Array.
"Wow, I never expected to run into such a beautiful woman here. It's a rare sight indeed." Just then, an annoying voice rang out beside Liu Xiaoyuan and his companions, coming from the left.
Liu Xiaoyuan turned his head and saw three male cultivators looking at him with smiles. Their eyes were all on Wang Ruyi, and it seemed that they wanted to do something to her.
"Ruyi, come behind Grandpa!" Old Wang immediately said to Wang Ruyi.
Upon hearing her grandfather's words, Wang Ruyi immediately ran to stand up on Wang Lao's back.
These three men were all at the late Nascent Soul stage, no wonder they were so brazen, flirting with Wang Ruyi here.
In the eyes of the three men, only Liu Xiaoyuan was still capable of fighting, while Old Wang was an old man in his twilight years and not worth fearing at all.
As for Wang Ruyi, with her early Nascent Soul cultivation, she would be even easier to deal with. One person could restrain Liu Xiaoyuan, two others could control Wang Ruyi, and the third could kill Elder Wang.
Then the three of them would work together to deal with Liu Xiaoyuan. No matter how skilled Liu Xiaoyuan was, he was no match for the three of them working together.
As for the white tiger beside Liu Xiaoyuan, they completely ignored it; in their eyes, it was just a white cat.
"Haha... Hey little girl, wanna play with us? We guarantee you'll have a blast."
"Hey girl, it's such a long night and I can't sleep. How about we do something fun? Look at us three brothers, we're sure to give you a great experience."
The two men uttered offensive words, and Wang Ruyi's face showed anger.
The remaining man, who hadn't spoken, remained silent, his eyes scrutinizing Liu Xiaoyuan and his group.
"You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth." Wang Ruyi was furious and looked at the three of them, saying, "All three of you shut up! I'd rather die than let you have your way."
The man said, "Haha, beautiful lady, you won't have a choice then. Your life or death will be in our hands."
"Gentlemen, for my sake, let's just let this matter drop. You go your way, and we'll go ours. We'll be even. What do you say?"
Upon hearing Old Wang's words, the man laughed loudly: "Old man, tonight we're going to send you to the King of Hell. You can't take the road to the underworld, and you certainly can't take the narrow bridge. We can only send you to the Yellow Springs."
When Old Wang heard this, he was so angry that his face turned pale. This was really going too far. If they didn't teach these three guys a lesson, they really didn't know their place.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, we still need your help with this matter," Elder Wang said, looking at Liu Xiaoyuan.
Because Old Wang knew that he couldn't defeat the man in front of him on his own, and he still needed Liu Xiaoyuan's help.
Although Liu Xiaoyuan was unhappy with Old Wang and his granddaughter, he was still counting on them to find the Evil-Slaying Sword, so he naturally couldn't let the three men deal with Old Wang and his companion.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, with me here, I won't let those three guys succeed," Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.
Upon seeing Liu Xiaoyuan's confident assertion, the three men burst into laughter and said, "Kid, I advise you not to brag here. Be careful, or you might lose your life. If you know what's good for you, get out of here!"
Seeing the three men's arrogant tone, Liu Xiaoyuan snorted and said, "I should be the one saying that. If you don't want to die, get the hell out of here."
After Liu Xiaoyuan finished speaking, Baihu immediately said, "Master, leave this matter to me. These three guys are no match for me at all."
After regaining its freedom, the White Tiger's combat power grew stronger day by day. Previously, it had some difficulty dealing with cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, but now it was child's play.
Even if three Nascent Soul stage cultivators attacked together, the White Tiger could easily defeat them.
Therefore, with the White Tiger as a good helper, Liu Xiaoyuan was not afraid at all, even if a Nascent Soul cultivator came.
"No problem, just take care of these three guys quickly, and we still need to find the Evil-Slaying Sword," Liu Xiaoyuan said to the White Tiger.
"Don't worry, Master, these three guys are a piece of cake for me!" the White Tiger said smugly.
Upon hearing Liu Xiaoyuan's words, the three men burst into loud laughter. In their eyes, Liu Xiaoyuan was just bragging. It was a ridiculous joke that a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage wanted to take their lives.
"Kid, aren't you afraid your boast will backfire? Haha!" One of the men laughed loudly, and the other two men joined in with mocking smiles.
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