1101: C1101 The Prophecy of Fortune

C1101 The Prophecy of Fortune

Wangfu disappeared, followed by Yinling. Those who had followed Wangfu for more than ten years also died a violent death.

This matter had finally come to an end. Although Yinling was still investigating this matter, she had not found out the truth for more than ten years. It seemed like she would have to wait for an unknown number of years to find out the truth.

However, this had nothing to do with Yang Xuan. After Yinling left, Yang Xuan just stayed in Xuan Martial Pavilion and quietly cultivated. Before Wangfu left, he had told Yang Xuan that in a month's time, something Yang Xuan wanted would appear in the Bedlam Lands. Although Yang Xuan didn't know what he wanted, he was still curious.

During this period of time, the Bedlam Lands had undergone a major reshuffle.

First, it was the Desert Storm with the greatest power. The leader, Liu Yunzhi, had died tragically. Without a leader, the Desert Storm could only disband. Normally, the disbanded army of the Desert Storm would continue to harass the Xuan Martial Pavilion for a period of time. The people of the Xuan Martial Pavilion were naturally prepared for this.

However, after the mountain of corpses incident, the Desert Storm had become a street rat in the Bedlam Lands. They had fallen into a situation where everyone wanted to kill them. Those people who originally belonged to the Desert Storm, under such circumstances... No one dared to stand out and say that he was a member of the Desert Storm.

If someone said that, he would definitely be eaten alive by the angry people around him.

After the Xuan Martial Pavilion sent people to search the list of names found in the dungeon, they found that... Among them, there were many merchant caravans that had been trading with the Desert Storm. As for the people who were caught, they were some unassuming characters in the merchant group.

This made the merchant group feel very tense. They had been working with the Desert Storm for quite some time, but the Desert Storm still attacked their people.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, the Xuan Martial Pavilion was in a very good shape. Normally, the people in the Bedlam Lands would look on coldly from the sidelines for a period of time. They would only choose to befriend the surviving disciples of the Xuan Martial Pavilion and the Desert Storm after a victor was decided.

However, now that the reputation of the Desert Storm was ruined, they naturally had to find the Xuan Martial Pavilion. During this period of time, Xingyun, Liu Feng, and Xuan Yu were extremely busy, but they were all wearing smiles on their faces.

Yang Xuan and Yuh Qingcheng, on the other hand, had been wandering around the city every day during this period of time. In any case, the matter of Xuan Martial Pavilion had nothing to do with him. He had just advanced to the late Sixth Stage. He didn't need to cultivate for a short period of time. At least, he needed to wait until his cultivation realm stabilized.

However, during this period of time, Yang Xuan had a vague feeling of unease in his heart. As for where that uneasiness came from, Yang Xuan didn't know.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

"Silly, wake up." The sun rose in the east and Yuh Qingcheng came to Yang Xuan's room. She lifted Yang Xuan's blanket.

For some reason, Yuh Qingcheng liked to drag Yang Xuan along to watch the sunrise and sunset during this month.

But to be honest, it was indeed a wonderful thing to watch the sunrise and sunset in the desert, especially when she was with her sweetheart.

There was nothing to hide in the desert, so there was no need to worry about being invisible. When the sun rose from the east, it shone on the ground. Under the moonlight, the grayish-white sand would turn fiery red. This was a very magical change, as if someone was constantly breaking through their predicament. It was like breaking out of a cocoon and turning into a butterfly.

When the sun finally rose from the east, the entire desert would turn from a fiery red color to a dazzling golden color in an instant. The last bit of coolness from last night dissipated, and the temperature of the entire desert also rose rapidly.

At this time, it was time to return to the Bedlam Lands.

At this time, in the Bedlam Lands, the streets that were still relatively quiet before leaving suddenly became bustling with activity, and people came and went.

Yang Xuan had been watching this scene for a month, but he had not gotten sick of it. This strange feeling made Yang Xuan feel even more insignificant, as well as the grandeur of this heaven and earth. Moreover, this wasn't as simple as the scenery in his heart. If this continued, it could also strengthen his Dao heart and greatly reduce the chances of him going berserk.

Although this process was very long, as a cultivator's strength increased, their lifespan also continued to increase, what they didn't lack the most was time. Therefore, even until now, there were still some sects that said the East-rising Purple Qi. Every morning, they would cultivate towards the east to catch a glimpse of the fleeting purple Qi. They would use it to improve their cultivation.

After returning to the Bedlam Lands from the desert, Yang Xuan suddenly realized that the Bedlam Lands today seemed to be different. Normally at this time, the Bedlam Lands would also become lively. However, compared to today, it was much worse.

"Could it be that something has happened?" Yang Xuan thought to himself. He looked at the people on the street and found that for some reason, they were all gathered together in twos and threes, as if they were discussing something.

Yang Xuan suddenly felt puzzled. He saw a few people standing by the roadside discussing something, so he walked up and asked, "This Fellow Daoist, I want to ask, what happened?"

"You are?" That person was discussing with his friend when he was suddenly interrupted. Instantly, he was somewhat displeased. However, when he raised his head and saw the long Daoist robe on Yang Xuan's body, which had a long white lining and a blue background, the fire also dissipated quite a bit.

This was the standard Daoist robe of Xuan Martial Pavilion. Every disciple in the sect had one. The Daoist robe was made of golden threads that had been softened by special means, and then woven into the Daoist robe. By inscribing the formation technique, it could greatly increase the attention of cultivators during their cultivation. It could also provide some defensive power.

The Xuan Martial Pavilion had been in the limelight in the Bedlam Lands recently. The man had clearly recognized the Daoist robe on Yang Xuan's body. He didn't flare up. Instead, he revealed a smile and said to Yang Xuan, "So it's the Fellow Daoist of the Xuan Martial Pavilion. Sorry for the disrespect. It was like this. Just now, in the daily newspaper of the Red Desert Auction House, a shocking item has been published, and it's scheduled to be auctioned in seven days."

"A shocking item?" Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment. He suddenly remembered what Wangfu had said earlier. Today was the thirtieth day of the auction, which made him curious.

He took a quick newspaper from the man and read it. However, when he saw what the so-called extraordinary item was, his hand trembled and the newspaper slipped out of his hand.1

Yuh Qingcheng also felt strange when she saw the change in Yang Xuan's expression. She quickly caught the express message that slipped out of Yang Xuan's hand. But when he finished reading it, the shock on his face was compared to Yang Xuan's. It wasn't much different.

Both of them looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

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