Chapter Ten: The Outskirts of Southern Wilderness

  Hugging Xiao Cangao, under Xiao Cangao's guidance, Ling Qingyan traversed this dense forest, getting closer and closer to Nan Huang.

  The footsteps continued unabated, going deeper still.

  Along the way, the lush green plants became increasingly scarce, and the yellow sand was everywhere. Even if there were some plants, they were withered and dying. The deeper we went, the more we could feel the boundless desolation.

  Nanhuang has always been known for its desolation.

  Looking at the desolate hills around him, Ling Qing's heart stirred, this was the outer reaches of the Nan Huang, one of the three major gathering places for ferocious beasts on the Chong Wu continent.

  "Whoosh!"

  A fiery red light suddenly shot out from one side, directly pouncing on Ling Qingyan. However, Ling Qingyan seemed to have known it all along, and with the sound of the wind rushing towards him, his right hand grasped at the incoming fiery red light as quickly as lightning! This grasp, however, did not use any of his internal true strength.

  Comparable to a fifth-grade demonic beast's physical strength, it's indeed formidable!

  "Ah——"

  At this time, on Ling Qingyan's right hand, a fiery red demon beast was pinched, still struggling constantly. This demon beast was somewhat similar to the "貂" in the Eastern country where Ling Qingyan was in his previous life.

  "Third-tier demonic beast, Crimson Flame Mongoose!"

  Relying on the memories in his mind, Ling Qingyan recognized the demon beast pinched in his hand at a glance. In the ancient books of the Tianjian Sect's library, there were clear records of this demon beast... Red Flame Mongoose, third-level demon beast, extremely skilled in speed, relying solely on the sharp claws on its two front limbs to attack, considered one of the top among third-level demon beasts.

  "Crack!"

  Without regard for the pleading look in Hong Yan's eyes, Ling Qingyan suddenly used force with his right hand and directly snapped Hong Yan's neck bone, then threw him aside like trash.

  Having lived for two lifetimes, Ling Qingyan was well aware of the principle of "kill or be killed". How could he let his guard down against a demonic beast? Who knows, if you spare its life now, it might just seize the opportunity to pounce on you and launch a sneak attack in an instant. Many humans were still harboring malicious intentions, not to mention these unenlightened demonic beasts.

  The bloody career of the past few years told Ling Qingyan that for the enemy who had wanted to kill himself, he absolutely could not have the slightest bit of mercy!

  He blew away the red fluff that had stuck to his palm and continued walking inside with Ling Qinghuan, who was holding Xiao Cangao.

  Suddenly, a swaying figure appeared in front of Ling Qingyan. With his spiritual sense affected eyesight, he clearly saw the slightly tired person in front of him. A man who looked like he was only in his early twenties, with tattered clothes and a somewhat disheveled appearance, carried another person on his back, taking difficult steps to move forward. The person being carried by the man, Ling Qingyan easily discerned from their grayish white hair that it was an old man, and it seemed like this old man had been injured.

  "Not good!"

  Ling Qing clearly saw that behind the man in the distance, two identical lion-like beasts emerged from behind a small hill, and for a moment, they seemed to have discovered the two men nearby as well, with a flash of light between their pupils.

  "Boom!"

  Without any regard, Ling Qingyan, who only wanted to save people, suddenly burst out with a surge of blue true energy between his legs, mixed with the physical strength of his legs. He shot out like lightning, even leaving behind a faint residual shadow, aiming directly at the man ten meters away.

  Ling Qingyan's actions startled the old man who was carrying a heavy load!

  The two of them, master and servant, ventured into the depths of the Southern Wilderness's peripheral area due to a specific demonic beast's inner dan... After successfully killing the target wild beast and obtaining its inner dan, they encountered an even higher-level demonic beast. The old servant exhausted all his strength to wound and repel the beast but also suffered severe injuries. This arduous journey, with each step being a struggle, finally led them to flee here in disarray...

  Isn't it difficult? Is heaven going to destroy me?!

  Just escaped the tiger's den, and entered the wolf's lair. Unexpectedly, I encountered a bandit again. Moreover, looking at the cyan-colored true energy between this bandit's legs, he is actually a mid-level martial artist of the Cyan grade! Not to mention that I am exhausted now, even if I were in my prime, I would still be absolutely no match for this bandit! Unless... Old Servant was not injured!

  As he watched the thieves getting closer and closer, the man closed his eyes in despair, seemingly giving up all resistance.

  He's tired after many days of rushing about!

  Perhaps death is also a kind of liberation.

  However, the man waited in vain for the thief to make a move, but instead felt a chill wind blowing beside him, followed by a loud beast roar behind him. The man suddenly opened his eyes and turned around -

  A few meters away from himself, the person he originally thought was a thief had his left hand embracing something and his right hand holding a dark long sword. At this moment, the long sword had completely pierced one of the two demon beasts in front of him, and the sparkling blood of the demon beast also flowed down along the blade of the sword.

  "Bang!"

  Until the person in front of him sheathed his long sword that shone with a blue true energy, the demon beast fell to the ground. The man only reacted then and was also shocked! Behind him, when did these two fourth-level demon beasts "Mad Lions" appear?! If these two Mad Lions were to attack together, his exhausted body would definitely not be able to withstand it and he could only end up dead! At the same time, the man's face felt a warmth. Looking at the person in front of him who had just acted to save him, yet he still treated him as a thief.

  Regret! Shouldn't have done it!

  Wow!

  In the flash of lightning, the mad lion beside had just reacted and jumped up two feet when Ling Qingyan's body shape shifted slightly to the left, his right leg injected with blue true energy, and the strength of his legs burst out, kicking the mad lion's head with a single kick.

  "Boom!"

  His leg was severed and his brains splattered everywhere.

  The second mad lion also followed in the footsteps of the first, but seemed even more miserable. The brain that had been splattered with brains seemed to have an extra large hole, and its face became blurred.

  Hmph!

  At this scene, the man behind Ling Qingyan suddenly inhaled a cold breath. The effect of this leg by the man in front of him was probably something that even his own blue-level later-stage old servant couldn't achieve during his peak!

  That mad lion, although it's a fourth-grade demon beast, is renowned for its physical strength, especially that solid head of his, which can even shatter hard rocks!

  And right before his eyes, this man was about to kick the lion's hard head with just one leg!

  Terrifying!

  The man came to himself from the shock, only to see his benefactor in purple robes walking into the Southern Wilderness without looking back. The man's heart was anxious and he shouted loudly: "Benefactor, stop!"

  As the man in purple robes turned around, the other man also got a clear look at his appearance, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason... The ancient bronze-colored resolute and handsome face kept impacting his vision! This benefactor in front of him looked clearly younger than himself, yet possessed strength that was no less than his own old servant's!

  When did such a stunning figure emerge on the continent of Chongwu?

  "It's just a casual remark, don't take it to heart."

  A faint voice came from Ling Qingyan's mouth, and then he turned his head back, still holding the small Tibetan mastiff, and continued to walk towards the south of the wasteland. Saving this young man was just a temporary convenience for Ling Qingyan, and his words were not fake at all.

  The man did not get angry at all because of Ling Qingyan's shallow tone, and he also didn't make another sound. He turned his body around again, carrying the old man on his back, and headed outwards.

  "It seems that after returning, I will also focus on cultivation... For so many years, busy with various family matters, my cultivation has fallen behind. Unexpectedly, I, Yuwen Chenglin, who has always been proud of myself, today owe such a great favor to others!"