C1698 Sigo Desert Trader Road
This kind of righteous cultivator did not need to spend any money to get an invitation. Barsarian felt that he had struck a jackpot; this could be considered a good start.
The trading road was filled with dangers. Barsarian often made money here and he was very concerned about the fate of others.
"This is a good omen, maybe this trip won't be difficult, I hope the Goddess can protect me." He clasped his hands and prayed.
Like this, the caravan departed after gathering 300 people.
After the caravan left, Chen Shaofeng was lying on his car, leisurely looking at the sky, and didn't forget to use his cultivation technique to cultivate.
In the sky, the scorching sun emitted its own rays, roasting the entire desert.
This place was extremely hot, and the scene before his eyes seemed to be distorted.
Fortunately, there were cultivators that were able to use immortal techniques to cool the temperature down; otherwise, mortals would probably die from the heat within a few days.
On the day before the caravan left, the atmosphere was quite good. The most important thing was that they did not encounter any monsters.
This caused the mortals in the caravan to heave a sigh of relief. Before they had come, they had heard that this road was terrifying, but in reality, it didn't look that dangerous.
The next day, the caravan was attacked by a group of sand scorpions.
This was a group of five hundred sand scorpions. In terms of quantity, they were slightly more than the merchant caravan's side.
In the caravan, half of the people were cultivators, that is, about 150 cultivators.
Because this was just an ordinary group of sand scorpions, the few leaders of the merchant caravan did not participate in the battle, they only sent out cultivators from Genuine Immortal Stage and Martial Immortal Stage to fight.
The group of sand scorpions fiercely attacked the cultivators and surrounded them.
However, they perfectly demonstrated what it meant to be weak. Facing the combined attack of tens of cultivators, the swarm of Sand Scorpions was instantly destroyed, and soon, more than half of them were killed.
The battle quickly ended, leaving behind a pile of dead sand scorpions. Not a single cultivator from the caravan died.
"The quality of the cultivators in this caravan is pretty good." Chen Shaofeng watched the battle between the guards of the caravan and thought to himself.
There were also obvious differences in strength between cultivators of the same level.
The middle and lower level cultivators of this caravan were mostly at their peak stages, obviously the elites of their Genuine Immortal Stage.
As for the leader of the Heavenly Immortal Stage, Chen Shaofeng wasn't clear about it yet.
After the sand scorpions were all killed, many mortals came forward to dissect the sand scorpions.
This was the work of ordinary people. Because their combat strength was insufficient, they had agreed to do this work from the very beginning.
There weren't many valuable parts of these sand scorpions, and after the important ingredients were taken away by cultivators, the sand scorpions that could be eaten would be left to mortals.
Many mortals were rarely allowed to eat meat, but because they were cultivators, they were very happy to have meat this time.
The mortals in the caravan also had relatives of cultivators, but not all of them were mortals that couldn't eat enough.
Rumor had it that there were some cultivation techniques that allowed mortals to cultivate in the Lizhou Continent. This caused many mortals to rush in like a flock of ducks and dogs, causing countless casualties in the Western Desert.
However, to mortals, that misty hope was something they yearned for.
Who didn't want to become a cultivator that was high and mighty? A cultivator fighting against a large group of people. This strong aura had long been engraved in the hearts of countless mortals.
In order to become a cultivator, many mortals were going crazy.
Chen Shaofeng could understand the feeling of not having enough power. Who else could not be from weak to strong? Even if he was the world's most gifted genius, he was still an extremely weak infant when he was born.
Cultivators could continuously grow, while mortals could only stay where they were. The latter naturally wasn't willing to continue like this.
Actually, within the Five Elements Realm, there were many methods for ordinary people to cultivate. However, these methods were either extremely time-consuming and had little benefits, or they required the consumption of a large amount of resources. This was not something that ordinary people could endure.
The hope of the people of the Lizhou Continent was to become a cultivator at the lowest cost. Otherwise, by the standards of Five Elements Realm, even if they worked hard for their entire lives, they would still not be able to obtain the enormous resources needed to cultivate to become cultivators.
The most basic of abilities, would affect the future earnings. For example, the gains from a month of work for over ten mortals, might not even compare to the gains from a few days of Genuine Immortal Stage cultivators.
After exterminating the sand scorpions, the caravan advanced a short distance. Suddenly, a huge figure appeared in front of them.
This figure was extremely large, and as it rushed out from within the desert, it seemed like an overlord of the desert ocean.
When the cultivator at the front saw this scene, he immediately cried out, "It's a whale!"
Whale, the giant monsters that frequently appeared in the Western Desert, often came and went alone, attacking the human caravans that passed by.
The sand whales had a certain amount of intelligence. They knew that after devouring a human cultivator, they could eat a human for a long time. They were the caravan's greatest enemy.
The moment this whale appeared, it immediately attacked a lone Genuine Immortal Stage cultivator.
After this unlucky Genuine Immortal Stage cultivator was attacked by the sand whales, he very quickly became a small lump of meat with teeth stuffed into it, and was completely devoured by the sand whales.
But the whale had no intention of leaving.
It hovered in the sand below the caravan, using its innate ability of hiding. Mortals had no idea where it was.
Normally, when something drilled into the sand, there would be a protrusion. However, even if it was the upper layer of the sand, the gigantic Sand Whale would not reveal its presence.
At this moment, it was about to test a cultivator's detection abilities.
If the cultivators of the merchant caravan were weak, then this single whale alone was more than enough to annihilate the caravan. Chen Shaofeng was also prepared to fight.
"Kill it!"
After the sandwhales came out, three caravan leaders jumped out.
The three caravan leaders were all in the Heavenly Immortal Stage and were very powerful.
In the center of the caravan, Bazang did not move.
The three caravan leaders all displayed their divine abilities as they immediately locked onto the position of the whale, then began to unleash earth-type Immortal attacks.
Multiple earth spikes appeared beneath the desert and instantly pierced through the Whale King.
Even the people on the ground could hear it.
Soon, the corpse of the sand whale was pulled out by the caravan leader through immortal magic.
The enormous carcass of the sand whale was placed in front of everyone.
When the mortals saw this, they couldn't help but begin discussing amongst themselves.
"This is the monster from earlier!" "What a big guy!"
"This thing is called a whale. Just this one is enough to swallow more than three hundred of us."
"Master cultivator is indeed powerful. Such a big monster was solved within a few breaths of time."
"I hope that the Lizhou Continent really has a method for me to cultivate. For this reason, I've even built an old book!"1
Chen Shaofeng also thought to himself, "Looks like my luck is pretty good. I can get a lot of sleep in the next few days." The cultivators of this caravan are all very powerful. If nothing unexpected happens, even if I do not act, I will still be able to safely reach the Lizhou Continent. "
— — The content is from [Mick Read]
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