The caravan traveled for an entire day without resting.

As the sun set but before the sky turned dark, Weng Liang finally ordered a break.

They camped on the outskirts of the forest.

The forest was a primitive area, teeming with demon beasts, uncivilized, a true world of survival of the fittest.

The three dug a small pit and made a fire pit, roasting taro and potatoes, ordinary food that mortals ate.

The others did the same, except for a few like Weng Liang, who were in the late stages of Qi Refinement and consumed demon beast meat to ensure ample spiritual power.

As darkness fully enveloped the area, each fire pit resembled a gathering of fireflies or lanterns drifting on a black sea.

The three were warming themselves by the fire when Weng Liang approached with a piece of demon beast meat wrapped in leaves, about half the size of a fist.

"Little girl," he smiled handsomely, "here."

"Brother Liang." Xu Ni took the demon beast meat and was about to stand up, but he pressed her back down.

"Take a good rest." Weng Liang lowered his voice, "We'll head out in an hour; there will definitely be demon beasts attacking the caravan in the forest. Stay close to me."

Usually eloquent, Xu Ni could only manage, "Thank you, Brother Liang!"

As the leader, Weng Liang provided her with the route and timing, giving her a sense of superiority and admiration for him.

Weng Liang laughed, "No need to thank me. I watched you grow up. If I don't take care of you, who will? Don't worry——"

He glanced at Jiang Xiaoyue and Immortal and continued, "——I've traveled this road many times. It's dangerous but not deadly. Just follow my instructions."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Liang," Jiang Xiaoyue also said.

Immortal was more reserved, merely nodding in gratitude to strangers.

"You're Immortal, right?" Weng Liang's tone carried a hint of amusement.

Immortal nodded again.

"Haha, I've heard a lot about you!" Weng Liang laughed heartily without malice and walked away.

After he left, Xu Ni couldn't help but boast, "Impressive, huh?"

"He's impressive," Jiang Xiaoyue agreed.

With his demeanor, cultivation, and appearance, there was nothing to criticize. As for his visits to the Miao Yin Pavilion, as a male cultivator without a Dao companion, it didn't concern anyone.

"Is this demon beast meat?" Immortal swallowed her saliva.

"Hehe, I'll divide it!" Xu Ni took out the dagger.

The piece of demon beast meat, half the size of a fist, was shared among three people. Reluctant to eat it quickly, they took small bites of meat and big bites of taro or potatoes.

The taro and potatoes even became fragrant.

Even the Spiritual Sheep approached, but Xu Ni scolded it, "Take another step closer, and I'll roast you!"

"Baaa~~~" The Spiritual Sheep pooped in front of her.

The other teams looked at the three enviously, with a mix of flattery and respect.

Within the caravan, on the merchant road, Weng Liang's authority reached its peak. No one wanted to offend him at this time, and thus, the three also became untouchable.

These gazes made the demon beast meat in Xu Ni's mouth taste even better.

At the same time, Li Changzhou's divine sense covered the surroundings.

Weng Liang and other leaders used soundproofing charms. For safety, the departure time and route arrangements were kept secret, which is why Xu Ni felt superior for being informed of the route.

A mere soundproofing charm naturally couldn't block Li Changzhou.

He forced his way in.

"...Three orphans with no parents, pity." Weng Liang was eating demon beast meat.

A burly man sneered, "Tell Yu Yue not to rush to sell them; let us have fun for two days first."

Weng Liang slowly said, "Xu Ni and Jiang Xiaoyue are fine, but don't touch Immortal. Let me be the hero to save the beauty."

"Oh, is Brother Liang captivated?" they hooted.

Weng Liang wiped the oil from his mouth, "She's indeed beautiful. When the goods are sold, I'll take fewer spirit stones."

Listening for a while, Weng Liang's caravan team was divided into two parts: one part to protect the caravan, and one part disguised as robbers.

Every time they took a merchant road, the robbers would seize part of the goods, sell them, and the people too.

The remaining part would be protected by the caravan and safely reach the market.

"In merchant travels, casualties are inevitable." This was their mockery to everyone.

Li Changzhou listened to Weng Liang and others' bloodthirsty conversation and looked at the naive trio, remaining silent.

An hour later, the caravan set out again, entering the forest.

"Stay alert, everyone!" Weng Liang sternly reminded, "There are not only demon beasts but also those robbers who will ambush in this place. We must keep moving, nonstop, until we get through!"

The cattle were uneasy, requiring whips to proceed.

The Spiritual Sheep looked around anxiously, its droppings smoother.

Everyone walked rapidly, using featherweight talismans, almost as if their feet didn't touch the ground, making them seem like a group of ghosts sweeping low over the terrain.

"Roar!!"

A ferocious beast roar, a Moonlight Tiger.

Before a woman could react, the Moonlight Blade pierced her protective talisman, biting off her head in one go.

The head exploded in the Moonlight Tiger's mouth like a juice-filled tomato.

The caravan was thrown into chaos.

"Filthy beast!" Weng Liang roared in anger, summoning his magical sword.

The magical sword flashed sinisterly, a bloody arc cutting through the dark forest.

The Moonlight Tiger howled in misery, a gash opening on its body, fleeing in panic.

Weng Liang didn't chase it, glaring resentfully at the headless corpse of the woman cultivator on the ground: "Go!"

No one dared to linger.

The forest was impenetrably dense, with occasional moonlight streaming through the layered canopy, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

No path lay underfoot, with waist-high grass, thick tree roots, and decaying leaves.

Occasionally, they would spot a skeleton.

"Hiss~"

"Hiss~"

A strange sound continuously followed them.

At this moment, the dense ground vegetation seemed to come alive, gripping their ankles with every step they took forward and every time they pulled back.

There wasn't a breath of wind.

Immortal was sweating profusely, her black hair damp against her flower-like beauty.

Jiang Xiaoyue was soaking wet, her chest prominently highlighted.

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