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"Yi." Natural selection, survival of the fittest. If you want revenge, if you want to control your own destiny, if you want to protect the beauty in your heart, you need strength. " Fan Wuji whispered.

He didn't want to tell her about the cruel gloom of those worlds. After all, little girls like Yi Yi, who were pure to the point of being pure, were extremely rare. He didn't want her purity to have any impurities. But right now, there was only revenge in Yi Yi's heart. He had to teach her the way of survival.

Yi Yi nodded heavily. Her eyes were still clear and shiny, but there were traces of impurities in them.

"Let's go. Yi. Big brother will bring you to big brother's sect. I hope you can become a disciple of the sect. " Fan Wuji whispered.

As he spoke, he took out the positioning plate. This plate had several coordinates. Now, he was trying to sense the location of the Skysword Sect. Although Heavenly Sword Mountain was extremely far away, it was difficult to measure in numbers.

These days, Fan Wuji did not impart to Yi Yi some cultivation experiences or techniques, but only taught her ways to improve her mental fortitude. Right now, Yi Yi was a five-year-old girl with a mastery of the Lesser Heaven stage. In the world of the sect, this was an astounding event.

After all, five or six year old children were still immature and only vaguely understood cultivation. Even if they had great potential, it would still be useless. It's just that Iggy is a big oddity.

She had the heart of a virgin, and her ability to learn could be called terrifying. She was faintly comparable to Fan Wuji, and with her special physique, she had no bottlenecks or barriers. In the end, there was Fan Wuji, the greater oddity, who had used a natural technique to receive the Heaven and Earth, as well as the assistance of the Heavenly God Mirror to enlighten her, resulting in the formation of a 5-6 year old Great Circle of the Houtian realm cultivator.

All these factors were indispensable. Without any of them, it was impossible for Yi Yi to have her current cultivation.

Now, she had completely won at the starting line, leaving too many of her peers behind. Therefore, right now she didn't need to raise her cultivation too much. Instead, she needed to strengthen her mental fortitude and strengthen her inner heart.

Thus, the white-haired Fan Wuji and the innocent little loli, Yi Yi, embarked on the long journey back to Skysword Sect.

The two of them dashed towards the distance at a steady pace. Yi Yi had already imitated his movement technique, almost to the point where it was almost similar.

This ability to learn, Fan Wuji was secretly amazed and praised. This was something he had done on purpose. His footwork was inherited from the Skysword Sect's "Butterfly Steps". This footwork was of an extremely high grade and was a secret technique passed down through the sect. He was not qualified to teach it to Yi Yi. However, he could deliberately reveal the essence of the "Butterfly Steps", allowing Yi Yi to learn and comprehend it herself.

So Yi learned some of the essence of the Butterfly Step, but it was a lot different from the Butterfly Step. This way, it wouldn't be called Fan Wuji's secret technique. On the other hand, Yi Yi was only a Postnatal realm cultivator. Even if he were to comprehend the "Butterfly Steps" with just a small amount of essence, in terms of the profoundness of the footwork, it was sufficient to make him look down on cultivators of the same level.

After a few days, they continued on their way, hurrying in the direction of the Skysword Sect. It was just that the grassland was so vast that it caused people to feel despair.

"What's in front?" A human tribe? From the looks of it, this tribe was quite large. Compared to the big cities in the mortal world, it was much larger. It's not bad to go and resupply here. " Fan Wuji looked into the distance and said.

He was a cultivator of the Spirit Sea Realm, and his vision was astonishing. He could see the general outline of the scenery dozens of miles away.

Before long, the two of them arrived at the tribe. Yi Yi's big bright eyes were filled with curiosity as he observed the tribe. The Northwest Prairie was too vast. Although most of them were overrun by wild beasts and beasts, there were quite a few humans among them.

Humans were social animals, so they were divided into tribes and gathering areas. They were like stars in the sky, densely packed and scattered.

Yi Yi's clothes were similar to those of the people of the prairie. On the other hand, Fan Wuji was dressed in a green robe with 3000 strands of white hair and a very young face. It was not hard to tell that he was an outsider with strange white hair.

This tribe was very big, and its nature was not too different from that of a city. Compared to the outside world, however, there were many tents, not houses.

At this time, a bold fifteen to sixteen year old youth walked towards Fan Wuji. He walked closer, bowed, and said in a respectful voice, "This junior greets Lord Cultivator."

Hearing this, Fan Wuji revealed a surprised expression. Although he didn't use a secret technique to hide his aura, it wasn't like a youth without a cultivation could see through his identity as a cultivator.

He indifferently said, "Young man, why have you come looking for me?"

"Senior, please don't blame me. Although I don't know what kind of cultivation you have, judging from your clothes, you are definitely not from the Northwest Prairie, so you must be from the outside world. The Northwest Prairie was vast and boundless. It was difficult for ordinary cultivators to cross the plains and travel to the outside world. It would also be difficult for outsiders to penetrate deep into the Great Prairie. "Thus, I presume that Senior must have had a cultivator who had mastered it. Otherwise, it would have been very difficult for him to travel from the outside world to the depths of the Northwest Prairie." The young man analyzed himself.

Hearing his words, Fan Wuji revealed a look of understanding. So it wasn't because this youth saw through his cultivation, but because he guessed that he was a cultivator. The young man's actions were clear and logical. If it was him, he would have been able to guess it as well.

The young man continued, "Senior has just arrived at the plains. I'm afraid you do not know much about the plains, nor do you know anything about our tribe. This junior is not talented and is also a native of the prairie. He has some understanding of the prairie. I don't know if Senior needs a guide like me. "

"A guide?" Fan Wuji countered with a question, revealing a face of contemplation.

Seeing his hesitant expression, the young man said uneasily, "Senior. A guide like me isn't expensive, one tael of silver can hire me for half a month. If you feel that the price is not appropriate, you can still negotiate with me. "

"Interesting." As Fan Wuji spoke, he flipped his palm and a silver ingot appeared in his hand. This ingot of silver was around ten taels of silver.

He threw the silver ingot to the young man. The youth took the silver and revealed an expression of great joy.2

The young man thought to himself: I've met a great guest. My Abba had been hunting for a year and worked so hard to only earn a single silver ingot.

Fan Wuji said in a clear voice, "This silver ingot is yours. I don't need you to be a guide for long. You only need to tell me everything you know about the Northwest Prairie. Furthermore, you just need to follow by my side and listen to my commands while I am in this tribe for the next few days. "

The youngster was startled, his face full of disbelief. He was dazed for a moment before regaining his calm. The way in which he looked at Fan Wuji changed, as he expressed his gratitude.

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