194: Chapter 194 Ahead to the West 194: Chapter 194 Ahead to the West That night at Qingyun Small House, all the mbers of Netherworld completely let themselves go.
They leaned on each other’s shoulders, they clinked cups and exchanged drinks, so were laughing riotously, while others were wailing in tears.
Each of them was recounting their own story, seemingly imrsed in those distant mories.
They laughed until they cried, cried until they laughed, until they collapsed on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
In the courtyard!
A waning moon hung in the Heavenly Vault.
A gentle breeze blew, causing Ye Xuan’s black hair to flutter in the wind.
He stood alone under the moon, gazing at the sky, his eyes deep and isolated, his mind preoccupied with unknown thoughts.
Today, “Yellow Fatty” opened his heart, revealing another side of the Netherworld mbers to Ye Xuan.
Each of them was pitiable, yet also detestable.
Their sins were enormous, they were cruel and rciless, their hands stained with countless blood, their bodies burdened with nurous lives.
Yet, it was this very group of fiercely evil individuals who truly pledged allegiance to him today.
If once Ye Xuan had to coerce them with death, today he knew that they no longer needed his coercion.
They sincerely considered themselves part of the Netherworld, and regarded Netherworld as their ho.
Ye Xuan considered himself ruthless, ready to exterminate families at the slightest disagreent, giving everyone in the Netherworld the impression of a tyrant.
The Netherworld mbers feared him, were cautious around him, but only today did Ye Xuan see a new light in their eyes.
This light was called admiration, it was called reverence, and there was a fiery glow in the eyes of all Netherworld mbers.
Only today did Ye Xuan realize a truth: without knowing it, he had given all the mbers of the Netherworld a ho, and this ho was sothing they were determined to protect.
Ye Xuan firmly believed that if one day he left this world, Netherworld would continue to thrive without him, and this is the faith that a ho brought to all the mbers of the Netherworld.
That night, Ye Xuan stood alone under the moon, not engaging in Cultivation, until the early sun rose the next day.
A ray of morning light from the East fell on his face, bringing a smile to his lips, awakening him from his thoughts.
Yesterday’s noise had passed, all the Netherworld mbers woke up from their hangovers without ntioning the events of the night.
Yet, the look in each person’s eyes had changed.
As they each departed, they took one deep look at Qingyun Small House, embedding Ye Xuan’s figure in their minds, before once again transforming into their rciless selves to carry out the tasks Ye Xuan had set for them.
…
Jiangnan airport.
A private plane was parked there, with “Yellow Fatty” and Zhuo Junting standing to one side.
“Sir, why not let your subordinate accompany you to Moon God City?
Although I can’t be of help to you in terms of Cultivation, I can still handle so minor matters so you won’t have to personally intervene,” “Yellow Fatty” said softly.
“Yes, sir, the Huang Fatso handles things steadily.
With him by your side, we can rest easy,” Zhuo Junting advised.
Ye Xuan slowly shook his head.
“Jiangnan is the main base of the Netherworld.
I can only rest assured if you two are in charge there.
Furthermore, Tu the Cultivator’s cultivation is already comparable to that of a Golden Core Stage Cultivator.
The only ones who could make him vanish without a trace must be these so-called gods, and the Western Moon God is the most suspicious.
Even if you co with , you wouldn’t be able to help much.”
After hearing Ye Xuan’s words, both Huang and Fatso realized that it was indeed the case.
These so-called gods were extrely powerful, and they were just mortals.
If they really followed Ye Xuan to the West, they might even beco a burden to him.
When the two of them understood this, they no longer pleaded with Ye Xuan.
At this ti, Ye Xuan boarded the airplane, and as the engine roared, he ascended into the sky and headed towards the vast lands of the West.
…
The boundless sea of sand, the vast desert, the scorching sun poured down on this land, and amid the large sand grains, one could occasionally see so human skeletons strewn about.
Cals, off-road vehicles, and nurous Western people traveled through the desert using various modes of transportation.
Besides these vehicles, there were also so people walking on foot through the desert.
These Westerners had both dark and light skin, but without exception, each one of them had an extrely haggard expression.
Only the occasional glint of hope that flashed in their eyes pushed them to hurry across the desert.
Logically speaking, this vast and boundless desert was extrely short of water and often faced natural crises like sandstorms.
Moreover, Blood Soul Strange Beasts lurked within the desert, brutally and violently consuming humans.
All these factors combined made human survival an extrely slim hope.
Yet these Westerners ford groups and headed deeper into the desert, all because there was a Holy City deep within called ‘Moon God City.’
As long as they could get into Moon God City, they would receive the protection of the Moon God and no longer suffer from the slaughter of the Blood Soul Strange Beasts.
This was why so many Westerners disregarded their own safety to enter this desert.
Ye Xuan, dressed in black, with a distinctly Eastern face, proceeded through the desert with the stream of people, attracting a significant amount of attention from the Westerners.
Although there were not many Easterners traveling through this desert, it was not impossible to see so.
However, Ye Xuan was particularly strange.
He neither used any form of transportation nor carried any sources of water.
Considering he had been walking in the desert for such a long ti, how had he managed to survive?
As this question filled every Westerner’s heart, their gaze towards Ye Xuan grew increasingly odd.
“Hey, Eastern brother, want so water?
It’s just for thirty thousand US dollars.”
A Caucasian man with a burly fra and a long scar on his face wore camo attire, a combat knife on his waist, and a military handgun, with many water bags hanging on his back, was shouting toward Ye Xuan.
Unfortunately, Ye Xuan didn’t even spare a glance at the white man and continued moving forward with the crowd, for he had already vaguely seen a huge city appearing and disappearing in the sandstorm up ahead.
“FUCK, you damn Eastern pig, I’m talking to you, didn’t you hear?”
The white man shook his head, clenched his fists, and his knuckles cracked as he approached Ye Xuan, his eyes showing a hint of greed.
“Oh, damn Latorov, you want to rob these Easterners again?” A black muscular man laughed out loud, as if he had already foreseen Ye Xuan’s miserable fate.
“Ah, this Easterner is screwed.
The Holy City is right in front of him, but he’s been targeted by these rcenaries.
If he doesn’t hand over his belongings, he’ll probably die here,” a white woman said, leaning into her husband’s arms, her eyes showing a hint of pity as she looked at Ye Xuan.
“Alright, Milis, this is none of our business.
These rcenaries live in Moon God City, and they roam the desert daily to rob these Easterners.
Let’s just hurry along,” her husband warned in a low voice.
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