mtl008 Chapter 884 Getting Lost (1)
Chapter 884 Getting Lost (1)
Chapter 884 Getting Lost (Part 1)
The relocation of the sect and departure from Yunzhou was not something that Yuanmiao Sect could ignore or remain indifferent to.
Perhaps Yuanmiaozong had some unspeakable reason for not being able to send people to Qingzhou to pursue and assassinate him.
But behind the scenes, they kept making sneaky moves and using underhanded tactics.
The malevolent curse aura that constantly assails us is like a persistent, insidious leech.
Fortunately, with the cover of the primordial gray energy, Han Yi was unable to retaliate, but he could conceal himself, making it impossible for the enemy to locate him and thus unable to exert any influence.
Of course, this is not a long-term solution.
The best solution is to eliminate the problem once and for all, preventing future troubles. However, Han Yi doesn't know much about this area, so he doesn't have a good solution for the time being.
Li Ye's reminder was actually referring to this very issue.
Han Yi originally wanted to find an opportunity to visit the Nine Star Pavilion that he mentioned.
Take a look now.
It seems unnecessary.
“Strange…” Han Yi frowned immediately.
No matter how unfamiliar he was with magic and the like, he still had a basic understanding of common sense.
This is the case.
Either the spell was interrupted due to a problem with the medium, or the caster voluntarily gave up and stopped the spell.
The curse that Han Yi encountered, whether successful or not... would come at a price.
If the curse fails, not only will there be a price to pay, but the curse will also suffer a backlash.
The art of magic, especially spells targeting the soul, can certainly kill people invisibly, but it is also the most dangerous. Once it backfires, the soul is damaged, and becoming a madman or a fool is the best outcome.
So, no matter how you think about it.
Based on emotion and reason.
Emperor Yuanmiao had no reason to stop.
For the time being, Han Yi could only attribute the cause to the demonic calamity. Perhaps Yuanmiao Sect was overwhelmed and, seeing that they could not do anything to him, had no choice but to stop on their own initiative.
Waited for a while.
After Li Feibai and the other two, along with the rest of the caravan, regained consciousness, the group tidied themselves up, slowly disembarked from the painted boat, and gathered together to head towards the buildings on the dock.
Their large group, though seemingly numerous, was insignificant compared to the people disembarking from the surrounding pleasure boats.
A large group of people disembarked from a painted boat on the left, all riding various ferocious beasts, such as triangular leopards, crimson pythons, and flame-fanged hounds, and rushed towards the distant icy and snowy landscape without stopping.
On the right, a painted boat was on the water. Someone made a sword gesture and flew up on a sword. Another person shouted twice and calmly rode away on a crane.
Han Yi even saw someone sitting in a sedan chair, summoning four little ghosts to carry it, before disappearing in a flash.
In addition, there are all sorts of strange races, such as minotaurs, eagle-headed people, and lion-faced people, and all kinds of bizarre creatures, which are frequently seen.
compare to.
On the side of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the group of people looked no different from the most ordinary merchant caravan, utterly unremarkable.
In other words, Xiaoyue did manage to attract some attention.
After leaving the pleasure boat, Han Yi and his group followed the road and soon arrived at the open space behind the dock. In the distance, they could vaguely see a cluster of buildings. Upon closer inspection, apart from the central courtyard which was clearly protected by a pale white shield, most of the buildings were simple temporary structures.
Tents arranged in a circle form a campsite; pouring a basin of water over them immediately makes them incredibly sturdy and airtight.
Some people even simply carved out several square blocks of ice by hand, stacked them together, and instantly made a simple igloo.
Suyue Cape is located on the outermost edge of the northern land. Although it seems to be a bustling place with people coming and going, it is actually just a transit point. No one stays here for long.
People from all directions, including the Central Plains, the East China Sea, and the Western Regions, arrived here using a traction formation.
The destination, naturally, is to venture deep into the heartland.
At Suyuejiao, it's just a temporary stop for a rest or two.
Han Yi was the same.
Therefore, he didn't plan to linger. After a short rest, he prepared to set off. After a brief resupply, the entire team continued their journey towards their destination without stopping.
Kunyuan City.
That is the location of the Lower Three Branches, the place where the Myriad Manifestations Sect is located.
Kunyuan is located directly north of Suyuejiao. The journey involves passing through several glaciers and snowfields before entering the heart of Baimai and reaching a vast mountain range and forest. It is a long and arduous journey.
The harsh climate, low temperatures, and frequent blizzards significantly slowed the convoy's movement.
Even after arriving in the North, and with Xiaoyue fully displaying the power of the North Wolf King and leading the pack to assist the team's advance, it would still take a very long time to reach the destination.
After all, not everyone can be like Han Yi, with a physical body as strong as a small mountain, completely ignoring any changes in the external environment.
Having spent so much time in the North, he was getting impatient.
He decided to break away from the group and move quickly to clear a path and check for potential dangers ahead.
On the convoy side, Zhong Han was in charge of the route and coordinated the overall operation. The entire team moved in an orderly manner, requiring no effort from him.
On the outer perimeter, Howling Moon leads a pack of wolves on patrol, hunting down and killing any hostile threats and enemies.
The Beast Sect is no ordinary group either. Zhong Yunxiu, Zhang Ruoning, Elder Fu, and a group of elite combat disciples would never dare to provoke ordinary petty brawls or bandits.
In addition, there is Li Feibai, a true member of the Hundred Veins Black Feather Li family. Perhaps his strength is nothing to Han Yi, but the name of the Black Feather Li family alone is enough to intimidate a large number of people.
If all else fails, there's always Night Wanderer, the former Demon King, to suppress them. Even if he can't unleash his full combat power, the aura of a Demon King will still emanate, allowing him to borrow the power of a powerful figure and easily keep all dangerous creatures away.
Moreover, when traveling in the north, the greatest threat is not man-made, but the natural environment. Harsh environment is the greatest natural enemy.
Under the guidance of the experienced and shrewd Li Feibai, the main force proceeded steadily, avoiding one trouble after another, and slowly made its way towards Kunyuan City without incident.
As for Han Yi, he entered a completely unfamiliar territory a step ahead of time.
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"It's troublesome."
Han Yi, with a solemn expression, slowly landed atop the steep snow-capped peak.
He held a simple terrain map in his hand, but compared to the environment in front of him, it was completely unrecognizable.
Look around.
All I could see was a vast expanse of white.
Snow-capped mountains, ice fields, permafrost, ice beds, snow caves... it's a completely frigid environment, a world where only ice and snow exist.
There was no trace of any living creature in sight, which gives a glimpse into the cruel and harsh nature of the North.
"It seems... we really are lost..." Han Yi sighed, put away the map, and looked somewhat helpless.
He already had a poor sense of direction, and in this icy, snowy, and all-white environment, it became even more difficult for him to discern directions.
Originally, if we had just followed the map and flown in a straight line, and had been able to spot a few landmarks along the way, everything would have gone smoothly and without incident.
He encountered an extreme snowstorm midway through the journey. Although it didn't harm him, he realized he had lost his way after passing through the clouds.
We had no choice but to grit our teeth and keep pushing forward.
It only stopped after they were completely out of the blizzard's range.
This caused Han Yi to completely deviate from his route, and he had no idea where he was. "I should ask someone for directions first."
Han Yi sighed and approached the location of the faint fluctuations he sensed coming from afar.
The distance is too great to determine precisely whether they are intelligent beings capable of communication or other creatures.
We had to go through each sensor and check them one by one, doing everything ourselves – it was the only way we could manage.
This was a waste of time and energy, which is why Han Yi sighed.
If I had still been with you during the night tour, why would this have been such a hassle?
Night Wanderer excels at using his wide-range aura sensing and observation capabilities, allowing him to lock onto targets from extremely long distances in an instant.
There's absolutely no need for all that trouble.
Let's take a step back.
If the night patrol had been nearby, Han Yi would never have gotten lost.
Okay. Han Yi took back what he said earlier.
I used to think that night owls just ate and didn't do any work...
Looking at it now...
Occasionally, nighttime outings can be somewhat useful; they're not entirely useless.
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The north wind howled, and the ice and snow were biting cold.
Bang!
The metal struck the metal, producing a heavy, muffled sound that carried far on the cold wind.
Click!
A tiny, almost imperceptible crack suddenly appeared on the thick ice layer of the river.
Thump thump thump!!! With continuous heavy hammer blows, the middle-aged man, panting heavily, finally managed to chisel a hole the size of a bowl into the ice.
A fishing net was thrown down through the hole, filled with some dark, dough-like bait.
As the buoy descended, the middle-aged man reacted swiftly, bending over and pulling the net with all his might.
Wow!
Before long, the heavy fishing net was pulled up. Even though the holes in the net were the size of a fist, it was still full of lively, silvery-white fish.
The northern region is vast and sparsely populated, with many resources remaining undeveloped.
So they become fishermen.
You won't have trouble finding fish.
The most difficult part was actually the first step: chiseling ice and drilling holes.
The location was chosen on the outer edge of the river. It was easy to carve a hole in the floating ice, and the person and the hole would sink into the river.
The river water beneath the ice is extremely cold and turbulent. Once you fall into the icy river, your body will rapidly lose heat and become disoriented. Even the best swimmer will not be able to climb out. It's only a matter of time before you are swept away by the current and lose your life, leaving no trace of your body.
The location was too far in.
The result could be that you spend a whole day trying to break the ice, only to find that all your efforts are wasted.
In the northern regions where temperatures hover around zero degrees Celsius year-round, the rivers remain frozen solid year after year, day after day, layer upon layer of ice forming and freezing again, each layer of ice stacked together to form an incredibly hard layer.
Even with a specially made triangular breaking cone, it is very difficult to break.
Only by using specific locations and applying force at tricky angles can one successfully break through the ice without encountering danger, catch fish, and return home safely.
These locations are, in a sense, a secret.
It is a secret passed down by word of mouth among the fishermen who live in the surrounding area and make their living from the water.
It is also the guarantee of their livelihood and inheritance.
The catch inside the fishing net clearly looked like a very good harvest.
Just dragging it across the ice creates a deep, heavy trail.
After examining the body for a while, the middle-aged man still let out a deep sigh.
"Why are you sighing? Aren't you satisfied yet?"
The middle-aged man was startled and looked up sharply in the direction of the voice.
Standing before me was a tall, strong, dark figure.
He was sturdy and robust.
His expression was calm, yet his aura was as imposing as a mountain.
Wearing a strikingly different style of high-quality black coat and speaking fluent Mandarin, it was clear that this was no ordinary person.
Or rather, he was not an outsider whom he, an ordinary fisherman, could afford to offend.
(I was quite busy with family matters recently, so the writing was a bit disorganized. Now that things are settled, I have time to polish the plot. Therefore, there may be inconsistencies, which will be noted in the chapter notes.)