Blue sky.
Grey clouds.
The winding path.
The carriage moved steadily along the winding path.
The curtains of the carriage were lifted, revealing glimpses of the n and won inside, along with playful laughter.
"Young master, have another drink."
"Drink, drink... hahaha..."
"The young master is truly amusing, others wait for spring to travel far, yet it’s not even early spring."
"Isn’t it better to go early? Once the season arrives, we might not have the chance to travel together, haha."
"Others can’t, but you can, young master. You have to co find us again, hehe."
"Oh my, the young master is so naughty."
The White Sparrow spread its wings, soaring among the clouds, its bright eyes gazing down at the earth.
Since the White Sparrow was just a dium, the real sight belonged to Li Yuan, who could clearly observe the scene below.
Though he wasn’t physically present, he was quickly understanding the strange environnt of the unfamiliar region through Fang Jianlong.
He wasn’t just buying Sixth Grade Demon Beast at for Blood Gold, but also to glimpse the outside world, to see a fragnt of the struggle between carriages and Martial Artists, and then decide what to do to survive safely in the borderlands.
Fang Jianlong was clever indeed. To hide his identity while entering the Nongyi Sect’s area, he specifically hired two girls in the county, one a Singing Girl, the other a Dancing Girl, to show off his image as a reckless nobleman.
Not to ntion, this forr Inner Sect talent surely practiced. At least he was familiar with this circle, portraying the appearance of a wayward young master quite convincingly.
Traveling with entertainers was very normal in this era, a common behavior among rchants and literati.
Fang Jianlong was quite modest, having brought only two.
As the carriage swayed, the n and won inside were closely entwined.
But Fang Jianlong occasionally glanced outside, while the Outer Disciples and Miscellaneous Task mbers riding alongside the carriage maintained a vigilant stance, playing their role as guards.
Suddenly, a man rode up, saying: "Young master."
The laughter inside the carriage didn’t stop.
The man called again: "Young master..."
"Aren’t you annoying? Speak, what is it?"
"Ahead, there are many farmlands blocking the road. If we want to bypass them, it might take considerable ti."
"Then don’t bypass. See if there are any farrs present. If so, give them so silver, and we’ll pass through the muddy path in the middle instead.
Avoiding the fields should do."
Fang Jianlong impatiently waved his hand, then with his left arm embraced a rather enchanting Singing Girl, touching around her abdon from behind.
The Singing Girl, seeing the young master’s youth and vigor, only giggled with his movents, saying a few phrases like "stop it" and "don’t want to," yet softly exhaled fragrant breath, enjoying and indulging in the mont.
Fang Jianlong slightly closed his eyes, pondering how to find a suitable reason to et Yan Mu of the Divine Wood Hall when encountering people from the Nongyi Gang...
Still musing, the servant who rode off earlier returned, approaching the carriage window with a grave expression, saying: "Young master, there’s no one in the fields..."
"No one?" Fang Jianlong replied, "No one is normal, what month is it? It’s not yet sowing season, right."
The Dancing Girl clung to Fang Jianlong, saying: "Young master, this is Hubei County. We locals know... the fields here in Hubei County are like a tiger’s hindquarters, untouchable. How about we take a detour?"
The Singing Girl laughed: "Exactly, young master, the farmlands are rugged and hard to traverse. If the wheel gets stuck in the mud, it’ll be quite troubleso."
Fang Jianlong cheerfully agreed: "We’ll go with the two beauties’ suggestion."
Hence, the carriage changed direction, taking a detour.
The old tree’s cold branches, the White Sparrow halted briefly, then flew up again.
The carriage continued to move gently, yet the further it went... the more Fang Jianlong felt sothing was odd.
If there had been a fierce battle, if there were corpses strewn along the road, in the grass, or the woods, that would have seed normal to him, as he had prepared for encountering such battles between carriages and Martial Artists.
But here, there was nothing...
Not a single person.
Deathly quiet.
As dusk descended with a blood-red hue, the carriage slowed and stopped.
Fang Jianlong said, "We can’t return today, would the two beauties stay with around here for the night?"
"Whatever the young master arranges." The Dancing Girl’s face blushed as she looked at the strong-waisted man in front of her.
The Singing Girl said, "When we get to the house, my sister and I will sing and dance for the young master."
"Good, good, good." Fang Jianlong delightedly said, then called out, "Go, see if there’s a place to settle around."
Throughout this journey, he felt increasingly uneasy.
Though his carriage moved slowly, they hadn’t encountered a single person all day, and it gave him the creeps.
But he had to complete the task given by the Blood Saber Ancestor. He had co to the Nongyi Gang, which had the closest relationship with the Divine Wood Hall, and couldn’t leave without seeing anything.
The next step would be impossible, for he... had nowhere else to go.
At least a reconnaissance was necessary.
"Send a few more people to check around." Fang Jianlong shouted.
Several fast horses went out in different directions.
The two White Sparrows split into two teams, one staying close to Fang Jianlong’s carriage, while the other followed an Outer Disciple heading towards a distant village.
After the Blood Saber Sect’s "expansion," Outer Disciples weren’t as "valuable" as they were during Li Yuan’s ti.
This Outer Disciple arrived at the village.
In the village, all households had their doors tightly closed, and the streets were marked by an indescribable deathly stillness.
The Outer Disciple dismounted at the village entrance, calling out, "Is anyone there?"
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