Happy and his party sat down in the spot Osaya had fought for them. Their neighbours were the old zither player and Dongfang Bubai.
Thousand-faced Human Fox cast a glance at the moon, which was gradually covered by dark clouds in the distance. He murmured, "The sandstorm will arrive during midnight, and it will last for less than an hour…"
Chapter 1163 - Black Sandstorm
Happy did not have Osaya state that he was the one who made the decisions before the six elites in the dao of heaven. After he sent a private message to her, he quietly sat down with Osaya.
Osaya had witnessed Happy's strength before, and she also understood why Happy had to keep a low profile before the elites in the dao of heaven. She showed no sign of it and walked leisurely until she arrived between the mysterious old man and Dongfang Bubai. However, when she saw the pelts or felts the other elites in the dao of heaven had and saw their empty patch, she frowned slightly.
The others saw this, but they said nothing about it.
Happy naturally noticed this, and he cast a glance at Thousand-faced Human Fox.
He shuddered and sent him a private message.
"Master, based on our promise, during the period of our agreement, I just need to be your follower. You… You can't make me bring out my own stuff…"
Happy glared at him in slight annoyance. He had already experienced Thousand-faced Human Fox use this method on him before. Whenever he had something to ask of the thief, he would use this as his reason before he asked for a trade. He would say that he had a suitable item, but it was incredibly valuable. All of them were also items that came from important places, and they were incredibly pricey.
But after he was tricked once, Happy never paid a single silver to Thousand-faced Human Fox again!
"I don't care whether you steal or snatch it. Get something proper over. Now. Immediately." Happy discreetly sent a private message over. He refused to believe that Thousand-faced Human Fox would not be able to get something over, especially since he was one of the four Divine Thieves.
Thousand-faced Human Fox looked like a goose with its feathers plucked. When he heard his master's orders, the little plan he had concocted rather smugly was instantly shattered. His face fell, and he stared at Happy with a pained expression.
"Here…?"
"I don't mind if you go and 'take' the pelt from under Bi Xuan's b.u.t.t." Happy ignored the pitiful look on Thousand-faced Human Fox's face. It was obvious he was pretending.
Once he heard this, Thousand-faced Human Fox could only admit to his face.
He conscientiously bowed and moved away. Then, in less than one breath, he ran back as swift as the wind with a white tiger's pelt. He placed it on the ground.
Once he was done, he had his hands fall to the side and acted as their guard by the side.
"Not bad."
A hint of a smile appeared on Happy's face.
Rapid footsteps rose from behind them. Then, some people ran up toward them from the distance. It seemed like there were a lot of them.
Happy did not even need to turn his head to know that Thousand-faced Human Fox had been discovered when he snatched someone else's time, but since these people's lightness skill and Thousand-faced Human Fox's lightness skill were on a different level, they were soon cast far behind the thief. Thousand-faced Human Fox had already spread the pelt on the ground in broad daylight, and it was only then that they managed to arrive.
Happy found himself a little speechless, honestly.
The group of Myth Realm elites were led by two elites at the peak of Myth Realm. They chased after Thousand-faced Human Fox aggressively until they arrived near the area. Then, their pupils shrank.
They saw the person who stole their pelt standing by the side conscientiously and in a solemn manner. The high-grade white tiger pelt that was worth ten thousand taels of gold was already under a West Region woman with an extraordinarily enchanting air. The two people in the lead stopped at the same time and raised their hands to stop their companions behind them.
"Sect masters!"
"It's that old man!"
"Damn it, he stole our pelt while we were not paying attention, and he—"
The Myth Realm elites behind them were at the middle stage or beginning stage of the qi realm. They were already boiling with anger, and when they saw the perpetrator, the d.e.s.i.r.e to draw their weapons and attack him was really strong in them.
"Quiet!"
The two sect masters were not people who had no sense of judgment. When they saw that a woman was sitting on their pelt and she was treated at the same level as six elites in the dao of heaven, they quickly shouted at the people behind them to stop.
"We're leaving!"
Even though the six elites in the dao of heaven occupied one side, and if they were to attack, they would not touch the other elites, with their current situation, it was clearly unwise for them to become enemies with those at the dao of heaven at all.
These two people did not continue to pursue the matter of the white tiger pelt. With their people in tow, they left like a receding tide.
The elites in the dao of heaven and their followers had been ready to watch a show, and at that moment, they did not know whether they wanted to laugh or cry because of the show the old man put up.
This was a follower of an elite in the dao of heaven, but he actually stole something from those in Myth Realm, and after he did it, he was not embarrassed in the slightest. Instead, he used their might to intimidate the people who chased after him.
The group snickered or smiled while shaking their heads. Soon, everything returned to normal.
This empty patch of land near the ruins of the former Dragon Gate Inn soon regained its peace and quiet. Everyone's gaze was gradually attracted by the phenomenon in the sky.
The night sky was clear, but at that moment, it seemed like a faint layer of fog had settled on it. The moon slowly started to turn dim.
"It's here."
No one knew who said this.
A woman who had been serving Dongfang Bubai became slightly distracted because she was paying attention to the sky. When a cold huff traveled into her ears, she instantly turned pale, because she knew she committed a huge mistake. In her panic, she kowtowed before Dongfang Bubai.
"Cult master, please spare me!"
Blood poured out of her fair forehead because of her knocking her head against the ground as she kowtowed before Dongfang Bubai.
Dongfang Bubai's expression turned slightly gentle.
Just when the woman thought that her cult master was about to spare her, a cold voice tumbled out of Dongfang Bubai's lips, who remained in a lackadaisical pose.
"You can't even do something so simple, so what's the point in me keeping you around?"
Right after he finished speaking, Dongfang Bubai slowly raised his arm, and a powerful qi flow pushed the absent-minded servant dozens of feet away.
"Ah!" The servant was so frightened that her face turned completely pale. "Cult master!"
Happy saw this clearly by the side. He frowned slightly, but did not interfere. He just watched Dongfang Bubai's actions without batting an eyelid.
With his spirit sense, he could see the trajectory in which Dongfang Bubai attacked.
He used three embroidery needles to attack.
Happy focused and had his spirit sense spread out fully, but he could not lock down on Dongfang Bubai's attack trajectory completely. At the moment the three embroidery needles left his hand, they vanished.
Fortunately, Happy knew who Dongfang Bubai's target was. His spirit sense was trained on the pitiful servant, and he quickly noticed three silver threads being dragged out in the air.
At the moment the silver threads appeared, Happy was shocked once more.
'What's going on?!'
When he attacked just now, he had clearly used no threads.
When Dongfang Bubai reached the peak of Myth Realm, Happy remembered that when he attacked, he would still need
to string his needles, but just now, he did not string the needles at all.
Shick!
The three embroidery needles had three silver threads trailing behind them in the air. At lightning speed, they changed their trajectory, and in a baffling manner, they wrapped around the servant from three different directions.
Whoosh!
The servant's cries came to an abrupt halt under the moon.
The silver threads looked as if they had moved through her graceful figure, and in an instant, she was divided into more than ten parts. They fell on the sand in the desert.
Even though the people in the area were already used to blood and death, when they saw how easily this woman in her prime and who also happened to be strong was brutally cut apart, many people could not help but scowl and turn their eyes away. They found the sight unbearable.
Happy saw everything clearly with his spirit sense.
Even though he did not get a clear grasp during the process, he managed to see the moment she was dismembered, and he felt his stomach churn in a very unpleasant manner.
He frowned a little and circulated his qi cultivation technique to suppress the nausea in him.
Once the woman's body parts fell on the sand, it was soon buried under sand.
"How could she make a fuss over nothing for something so small? You have to bear in mind what happened to her." Dongfang Bubai looked as if he just did something insignificant. He cast a faint glance at the servants beside him and warned them in a coquettish manner.
They nodded and voiced their obedience, and they did not dare to have their movements turn stiff or jerky. Clearly, they had seen such a thing happen far too many times.
The Myth Realm elites in the area might be powerful leaders in their own regions, when they saw this, they noticed how brutal Dongfang Bubai was, and none of them dared to say anything.
However, Happy became slightly wary of Dongfang Bubai, and he was now on guard against him.
'Those are not threads… He turned his qi into threads, and he can control them from the distance. He can also turn them into an attack. By the looks of it, Dongfang Bubai's understanding towar Sunflower Manual has improved once more.'
As time passed, the moonlight grew dimmer.
The desert was enveloped in darkness once more. The only source of light near the ruins of the former Dragon Gate Inn were the bonfires.
However, the bonfires did not last for a long time.
The sand and dust that filled the air seemed to be descending on them with increasing ferocity. Wind howled, and sand roared. The bonfires further away from the ruins were quickly extinguished, and more bonfires closer to the ruins were extinguished as time passed.
The bonfires near the elites in the dao of heaven were the only ones that remained burning. The other bonfires were all snuffed out by the sandstorm.
Furious shouts and cries of surprise rose, and the tents were rooted from the spot.
More people descended into panic.
"Let's go!"
"We have to leave this place, hurry!"
"It's a black sandstorm!"
"Go to Dragon Gate Inn to avoid the sandstorm!"
The passersby who had gathered near the ruins of the former Dragon Gate Inn sensed the ferocity and terrifying might of the black sandstorm, and they could no longer care about the legend of the desert palace revealing itself when the black sandstorm arrived. All of them prioritized their lives, and at the fastest speed possible, they rushed to Jin Xiangyu's Dragon Gate Inn.
Only the elites in the dao of heaven and their followers did not move from the ruins. Even when they faced the howling sandstorm, they did not bat their eyelids. They just remained in the desert.
"Those people didn't leave…"
"What should we do?!"
The disorderly camp was soon buried under sand. Wu Kuo and his two elites from Wind Assault Tower were in a pathetic state as they tried to protect themselves in the howling wind so that they would not be hit by the rampaging tents. The situation was becoming worse, even speaking was a chore now, because if they were careless, they would have their mouths filled with sand.
"I—Ack—Let's go!"
"Even the sect masters at the peak of Myth Realm left. If we continue staying here, we'll definitely die!"
Whoosh!
The sandstorm rapidly became stronger. When a tent was rooted along with all the logs used to secure it in place in the sand and went charging at Wu Kuo and his party at an astonishing momentum, he could only grit his teeth and issue the order to retreat.
"Let's go!"
Even though he knew that the elites in the dao of heaven definitely had their reasons for staying, Wu Kuo and his party did not have the right to stay. In fact, if they were even the slightest bit slower in leaving, they would be devoured by the sandstorm.
The seven elites in the dao of heaven saw the chaos near the ruins.
However, the group, including Happy, did not pay much attention to that. They just kept their eyes fixed on the sandstorm swallowing up the ruins.
Layers of yellow sand were thrown into the air. The ruins that were buried under the sand was gradually revealed. They saw solid ground.
'It's here.'
Happy narrowed his eyes a little. From the distance, he saw a chain that was as thick as a toddler's arm stretching out of the sand.
Chapter 1164 - Palace, Tunnel
More than one hundred martial artists were gathered in the hall of Dragon Gate Inn. They sat beside the braziers and discussed the plot related to the inn.
Phantasmal Shadow's party had naturally gained the upper hand in this quest.
The group with the second strongest advantage was Niu Dali's Stained Shirt Sect, who was a local sect in West Region. He worked together with some of the scattered forces of power in the quest and the people from Embroidered Uniform Guards to form a power that could fight on equal footing with Wind Assault Tower.
Silver Wolf and his party might be insignificant, but due to the sect emblem on their c.h.e.s.ts, they could occupy a spot of their own in an imposing manner, and they were not harassed in the slightest.
Lovely Land was famous in West Region as well.
Due to One Emperor winning the two battles at Thailand and Vietnam, no one dared to underestimate the Chinese players' ability to fight outside their borders anymore, and no one would dare to readily offend the sect masters from Lovely Land as well.
Besides, while Silver Wolf was not famous in the game, during the battle at Song House, Happy had mentioned his name twice, and now, his name had spread far and wide as well.
Also, even Phantasmal Shadow had made a guess that Happy might have come to West Region, so the others must have definitely made the same guess. Normal people would not actively search for trouble and make their own lives miserable, after all, so they would not bother Silver Wolf and his party.
"No matter what, she's the second most influential person in the Chinese plains."
Silver Wolf observed the people in the inn while he sat in a corner. He mumbled, "Most people have already given up on the quest in the desert palace and decided to focus on Dragon Gate Inn's quest, but judging by her expression, she wants to clear both quests."
"It's not strange for her to think this way. Wind Assault Tower might not be as famous as Lovely Land, but it was once the leading power in the Chinese plains." Knife took a small sip from his cup.
Even though it had been a short time since they joined Lovely Land, after they found a branch and settled there, the party of four had already understood the situation in Lovely Land clearly. At the same time, they gained an even clearer understanding of Lovely Land's system. Naturally, they knew that Lovely Land was on the path of becoming a proper sect, and they were a strong and new force of power full of life and vigor.
"It's a pity that she lost the wariness that she should have when she reached the peak of her power, or else, why would she have let Blood Robes become independent from Class One Hall an
d set up his own sect, and why could she have let Dream Clouds have the chance to set up twelve major sects in Beijing in such a relaxed manner? In the end, Dream Clouds was the one who controlled the Chinese plains in secret."
Silver Wolf smiled coldly.
Right now, due to the competition for the title of the strongest in Lovely Land, none of the elites in Lovely Land had relaxed because they had become the strongest in the Chinese plains. Instead, because of the legacy from Song House and all the rewards, they were motivated to train diligently day and night. They grinded at full force to acc.u.mulate strength.
As of current, Lovely Land's development speed was much faster and fiercer than any of the sects in the Chinese plains, unlike the sects that appeared saturated and powerless once they became too big. Even Silver Wolf and his party could sense an unprecedented pressure, and he was not entirely certain as to whether he could seize the title of the strongest in Lovely Land.
And since the sect had been able to make even Silver Wolf feel pressured, he believed that soon, Lovely Land could turn into an organization that could fight against Wild Wolves on its own, much less a formerly powerful sect that had been torn to shreds because of Class One Hall and was currently working hard to repair itself.
"Wind Assault Tower will definitely gain a lot of benefits if they manage to get the treasures from the desert palace. It's understandable that Phantasmal Shadow came here to take a risk. If I were her, I wouldn't miss the chance either.
"Unfortunately, the quest should have been activated by our sect master. Phantasmal Shadow doesn't even know what is going on with it, so her chances of getting into the desert palace are slim to none."
When he said this, Silver Wolf suddenly frowned and turned his head to look at the door. There was an attentive look on his face.
Bang!
As disorderly and rapid footsteps as well as the sounds of fluttering sleeves rose, the wooden bolt behind the door was broken with a bang, and people stumbled in while the sand danced madly outside.
A large group of people rushed into the inn.
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