Chapter 121: Go, Flower Qianshu!
With the arrival of Yumen Pass, the Gobi Desert at this moment was shrouded in a fierce sandstorm, with tornado columns harboring spatial cracks rampaging, creating a crisis at every turn; a single misstep could lead to losing one’s life.
According to Luxianbei’s past experiences, in times like this, allowing her to travel across the Gobi Desert would definitely lead to unexpected incidents.
She was very self-aware of her luck…
However, with the help of Nanling Yaohua, who possessed the Wind Bell, their pursuit of Dailin went exceptionally well; so well that it made her uneasy, as if something terrible was waiting for her up ahead.
Because she heard a voice in the wind.
At first, she thought the whispers urging her to be honest with Nanling Yaohua were just products of her guilty conscience, but as they moved forward, those hidden voices in the wind echoed constantly in her ears.
Indeed, Luxianbei heard voices calling out amid the wailing wind.
It wasn’t just one voice, but like many were speaking together.
All the voices converged into a buzzing noise in her ears, making Luxianbei feel dizzy, and beads of sweat began to form on her forehead.
It felt as if she might “suffer from heatstroke” again.
Finally, after tracking Dailin for more than an hour, with the voices growing stronger in her ears, she couldn’t bear the disturbances any longer and asked Nanling Yaohua, “Miss Yaohua, do you hear it? The voices in the wind…”
“Voices?” Nanling Yaohua stopped and gave Luxianbei a curious look, shaking her head, “I don’t hear any voices. Are you… experiencing symptoms of heatstroke?”
When Luxianbei posed the question, she had already been listening intently, only hearing the howling wind—there were no strange voices to be found.
Could it be that the spirit energy fluctuations from the spatial cracks were affecting her, creating hallucinations?
Previously, those shepherds often said that on windy days, they would occasionally hear voices in the wind…
However, generally speaking, only individuals with low-level spirit energy or ordinary people would be affected; she had never heard of high-level spiritual ability users being impacted.
As Nanling Yaohua thought this, she silently loosened her belt.
The crimson belt slipped from her slender waist, and the white gauze dress, freed from its binding, fluttered in the wind, revealing glimpses of her fair skin through the seams of her clothing.
Then, Luxianbei saw Nanling Yaohua suddenly take a step forward and wrap her arms around her own waist. Luxianbei was momentarily stunned and then exclaimed, “What are you doing?!”
Wow! Taking advantage of my heatstroke, now you’re going to loosen your clothes and hug me, huh?
“…” Nanling Yaohua shot Luxianbei a glance before continuing her actions, tying one end of the belt around Luxianbei’s waist in a tight knot, then tying the other end around her own waist, tucking in her clothing.
“Now you don’t have to worry. Just stick close to me later, and don’t let strange voices pull your attention away. That’s most likely just the hallucinations caused by the spirit energy emanating from the spatial cracks.”
Her tone sounded as if she were advising a child to behave and not to run off with strangers.
Luxianbei was momentarily speechless.
Had this girl always been like this?
From a certain perspective, I am currently her romantic rival. What does she gain from being this considerate towards me?
After thinking seriously, Luxianbei suddenly realized that Nanling Yaohua had always been like this.
Although she had a bit of darkness in her heart, she truly cared for those around her; otherwise, she wouldn’t have gotten nicknamed “Heroine” in the Dream City.
Gentle yet with a hint of cunning, she was such a contradictory person.
In silence, the two continued moving forward.
Thanks to Nanling Yaohua’s reminder, Luxianbei was making a great effort not to listen to the voices in the wind. But the more she tried not to listen, the clearer the voices became, and she felt a faint burning sensation in her eyes.
Initially, the voices in the wind were just disjointed murmurs, but as the burning in her eyes grew stronger, she slowly started to make out some of the content.
Someone cried out to their parents.
Someone sighed heavily.
Someone shouted, “In blue clouds and white gowns, draw the long arrow and sh**t down the celestial wolf.”
Someone sang softly, “Leave Chang’an, leave Chang’an, amidst the vast yellow sands, the dense black fog, with a long tether in hand, and aspirations in my heart…”
“…”
Something’s not right!
Something bad is about to happen…
I wondered why this journey had been so peaceful; I initially thought it was because I inadvertently absorbed the fragrance of the Miracle Flower from Dailin and his companions, but instead, was it accumulating misfortune, brewing something big?
With a grave expression, Luxianbei looked at Nanling Yaohua’s back, opened her mouth, and was about to tell her that the voices were growing stronger when Nanling Yaohua abruptly stopped and turned around.
“Those two guys have stopped.” As she spoke, she raised her hand, pointing to the undulating wind-eroded hills ahead, “Just over that hill. We can go around.”
After speaking, she turned back and started walking again.
But Luxianbei reached out, pressing on her shoulder, “Wait a minute!”
Nanling Yaohua looked back, casting a puzzled glance at Luxianbei, “What’s wrong? You were so anxious just now. Now that we’ve finally caught up, why are you suddenly patient?”
“Because this is unusual!” Luxianbei replied.
“When we were chasing them, they were completely fleeing for cover. Now they’ve suddenly stopped, either encountering something dangerous, or they’re waiting for backup. Regardless of the situation, we shouldn’t recklessly approach.”
Luxianbei wanted to tell Nanling Yaohua that it was due to the whispers by her ear becoming clearer, and her eyes started to heat up, predicting “high energy ahead,” but she worried Nanling Yaohua wouldn’t believe it, so she used a more reasonable explanation instead.
In fact, even if she hadn’t heard the strange voices, noticing that Dailin and his companions had suddenly stopped would have made her reluctant to rush forward.
Listening to Luxianbei’s words, Nanling Yaohua pondered for a moment, then nodded, “That makes sense! So should we… slow down, conceal our presence, and move closer to assess the situation?”
“No need!” Luxianbei shook her head expressionlessly, “There’s a safer way.”
“What method?” Nanling Yaohua tilted her head.
“Hmm…” Luxianbei thought and said, “You turn around first, don’t look. I’ll prepare a bit, and you’ll know in a moment.”
“You…” Nanling Yaohua hesitated. Before she could finish her sentence, Luxianbei grabbed her shoulders and forcibly turned her around.
“Don’t peek!”
Saying that, she kept a sidelong glance at Nanling Yaohua while opening the God Realm Prototype, taking out a 1:1 replica of Zhipianxian, along with one hundred miniature Zhipianxians.
Although Nanling Yaohua’s suggestion was rational, aerial reconnaissance was certainly more reliable than human reconnaissance!
Even though there had been some issues with the 1:1 replica of Zhipianxian that hadn’t been fully repaired yet, the large Zhipianxian that debuted alongside Miss Qiu still had one in stock, so…
Go ahead, it’s decided! Flower Qianshu! Luxianbei thought.
“All set, Miss Yaohua, you can turn around now.”
Upon hearing this, Nanling Yaohua, who had been desperately resisting the urge to turn, turned around immediately.
Then.
She saw a paper figure almost as tall as “Lu Qingyi,” with a somewhat abstract appearance, along with a swarm of “unidentified flying objects” in mid-air. Her lips parted slightly as she fell silent.
Where on earth did she pull out these ghostly things from?
Especially the big one.
It’s almost as if it rivaled the yin soldiers that occasionally emerged from Yumen Pass!
